"Its length is 300 paces, and its width eight paces; so that ten mounted men can, without inconvenience, ride abreast." So wrote young Marco Polo after he first saw the bridge of Lukouchiao in the year 1277. But this same bridge, still standing and now named for the Venetian traveler, will be more remembered in history for a fateful incident which happened one hot, fretful summer night, 660 years later.
On the night of July 7, 1937, the commander of the Japanese North China Garrison, holding night "maneuvers" near the bridge, noticed...
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