Two-Gun Tang

While grim Japanese moved to crush Jehol in the jaws of a major offensive, short, stout, redoubtable Governor Tang Yulin put on a one-man Chinese rodeo in his yamen at Chengteh, delighted correspondents with Chinese cowboy feats. (Jehol has been called China's "Wild East.")

Spurring full speed on a shaggy Mongolian pony, War Lord Tang flourished his repeating rifle, drew bead on a stationary target, riddled its bulls-eye with lead. ''Marshal Tang is also a dead pistol shot," boasted one of his officers. "He shoots with his left hand, with his right and with both hands at once !"

Wearing only one pistol, a big black .45, Two-Gun Tang alighted from his pony, served tea, faced questions.

"Ha! Ha! Ho! Ho!" rumbled his deep bass laugh at the point-blank query whether he might not even yet sell out to Japan. "I will resist the Japanese." said he when he had had his laugh "with all the troops nd resources at my command!"

Later, after Kailu and Chaoyang had fallen, correspondents were summoned to the former Imperial Manchu Summer Palace at Chengteh, found Two-Gun Tang seated on a 200-year-old Ceremonial Throne. "The Japanese can have this province," cried Tang passionately, "when all the Chinese are dead! . . . Manchukuo is nothing but a big fake. No Chinese yet has voluntarily joined the Japanese. Even Pu Yi [in his childhood the last Emperor of China, today Regent of Manchukuo] would get out of his present job if he could."

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