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I "shot" scenes of the hostilities between Marshal Wu Pei-fu and the late Marshal Chiang Tso-lin the war lord of Manchuria. The great Yellow river flood was covered in North China in an old Vimy-Vickers, twelve-passenger plane, the first pictures ever made in China from a plane. The same flood afterward was covered in a small junk. We were caught in a storm, bitten by myriads of mosquitos, and finally I contracted "Hongkong Foot" disease from which I was unable to be freed for six years.
Then the eventful year of 1927 rolled along. I was connected with Paramount News and was busy with my camera taking various scenes of the Nationalist campaign. I was on the spot with Merl La Voy when the victorious pro-Nationalist General Yen Hsi-shan's troops took Peking, the old capital of China. I could never forget the scenes I took of the hungry, barefooted
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Krainukov in front of "archy*" in Nanking.
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marching Chinese soldiers, exhausted by endless hours of marching under the scorching Peking sun, picking up pieces of ice from the dusty road fallen from a passing ice-cart, to quench their thirst. It was here that I first met James Shackelford, friendly cameraman connected with Roy Chapman Andrews Expedition, and now after fifteen years I have had the pleasure to again renew the acquaintance.
In a snow storm in December 1929 I was tangled up in the Pukow military mutiny and looting by General Hsih Yao-shan's troops. Night came and with a heavy blizzard from up-river, driving sleet and snow. With practically no warning, the troops in the sheds arose in rebellion. Their loyal
Another scene of "Bloody Saturday" bombing before the Palace Hotel. Krainukov was saved because of standing at extreme left.
officers they killed, or drove them into the storm. They flowed through the sheds, breaking up all freight and opening all cars; they rolled out over the native town, killing and robbing everyone they met. Three Chinese officers and eight bodyguards and myself were disarmed, robbed of everything we had, roughly handled and threatened to be shot. Jumping from the train and running under cars in the Pukow yard with rebels spraying us with bullets, we soon came to safe ground, and before the soldiers attempted to storm the Belgian steamer ""Carlier," Captain F. H. Peret admitted me and four Chinese on board. What happened to the others I never learned.
Mutineers took all my money, personal
Taken from the entrance of Cathey Hotel, where the bomb struck. On the opposite side is the Palace Hotel.
International Photographer for July, 1941