One evening last week a thickset, oval-faced Chinaman with eyes like pinpoints of black steel, strode up and down the station platform at Langfang. The twilight gathered about him. Awed travelers whispered that he was "Little Hsu," the son of "Old Hsu," who was President of China from 1918 to 1922, and that he was the most trusted friend of the present "Chief Executive of China," Tuan Chi-jui.
"Little Hsu" cleared his throat and spat contemptuously in the general direction of the travelers. For a decade he has rejoiced at being known as...
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