Is it any wonder that newspapermen have frayed tempers occasionally.
While the bombing of Wednesday was in progress, the telephone bell rang as it so often does when anything is happening.
"Is that the 'North-China Daily News'?"
"Yes, what can we do for you?"
"Well, what's all this shooting about?"
"They're bombing Nantao."
Then the enquiring bird commences to arguei—"But, I can hear it distinctly in Bubbling-well Road."
"I can't help that; they are bombing Nantao." "Oh; buf. doe"
Well you know the rest; just when we're busy interviewing Little Andre:
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.