Fear lest Japan and Russia shoot it out over Manchuria focused the world's eye on Moscow one day last week. Mist shrouded the Red Square. Through wisps of white the pointed towers of the Kremlin looked down like medieval alchemists in tall, peaked hats; at one corner of the flat-topped red granite tomb of LENIN stood Dictator Joseph Stalin, the Red War Lord—if he should choose to declare war.
For five dramatic hours fully 1,000.000 Russians striding 75 abreast surged like a broad, human river past Stalin. Of the marchers 40,000...
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