America at war! (1941--) -- Part 2

U.S. collects its mine fine or pays double

Contract sets the penalty for failing to heed terms of pact
By Fred W. Perkins, Press Washington correspondent

Interned Japs riot at camp, boss selves

Caucasian employees threatened with death, Dies group told

Editorial: Byrnes and Baruch

Edson: How lucky hunch saved a cruiser from death blow

By Peter Edson

First Lady invited to Southwest Pacific

Ernie Pyle V Norman

Roving Reporter

By Ernie Pyle

NOTE: Before the heavy fighting in Tunisia which led to the Axis surrender, Ernie Pyle took a little side jaunt around Africa – a mere 13,000-mile trip. Only now has he had time to write the story of that trip. This is the fourth article.

Somewhere in Africa –
In the huge aerial crossroads camp that I wrote about yesterday, hundreds of black natives work – as houseboys, as white-coated waiters, as drivers, and as plain laborers putting up more and more buildings. They are descendants of the ones who escaped being carried away to America as slaves.

There is a Negro houseboy for every two rooms in the officer’s blocks. He dresses in khaki shorts and goes barefoot. His job is easy, but he has less “manana” in him than some of our own Latins.

The boys are faithful, honest and pleasant. Most of them are devoted to their masters. It will be hard for many an American officer to get over being waited on hand and foot when he returns to the old hometown.

Handy houseboys got $12

The houseboy comes at 6:30 in the morning, and stays till 6:30 at night. He has an hour off for lunch, and two hours for resting in the afternoon.

He keeps your room clean, airs the bedding, hangs out your clothes, and shines your shoes every day, even if you haven’t worn them since the last shining. He does your washing if you don’t want to sent it to the laundry, and sews on your buttons.

He is always within yelling distance somewhere on the back porch, and he comes at call to get you some ice or find you some matches or anything you wish.

He gets $12-a-month salary, and each officer tips him 49¢ a week extra. The houseboy calls his officer “Master,” and sometimes it is slurred so that it sounds just like our old-time Southern Negro “Massuh.” When our boy Jim first called me “Master,” I thought he was talking to somebody else, and looked around to see who was in the room.

The colored boys all speak a native tongue, but they know enough English that you can talk easily with them. In that area, there is a whole vocabulary of pidgin English.

‘Who dat man?’ favorite expression

For instance, you never hear the word “tip.” The world is “dash.” You “dash” your houseboy two shillings a week. A beggar never says “gimme.” He askes you to “dash” him a penny. A meal is “chop-chop,” and when you’re telling a boy to do something immediately or to hurry, you say “one-time.”

Another favorite expression is “Who dat man?” It seems that the native soldiers call halt by yelling “Who dat man?” So, the thing has become a byword with our troops. If somebody knocks at your door, you call “Who dat man?” If a sinister villain appears in the movie to do the heroine dirt, the soldier audience yells “Who dat man?”

Everything wood is mahogany

Around this special camp, everything is made of mahogany. That doesn’t mean they’re squandering our taxes on foolish luxury; mahogany happens to be the cheapest and most prolific wood in those parts.

The clothes closets, the chairs, the weather stripping, all are of mahogany. This precious wood forms the rough benches of the outdoor movie. The projection shack is made of mahogany, and so are the concrete forms for the new buildings.

There is, in fact, so much mahogany everywhere that it almost ceases to be pretty, for after a while you just aren’t aware of it anymore.

A small proportion of officers and men – maybe one-tenth on the hottest days – wears khaki shorts in Central Africa, just as tropical Englishmen do in the movies.

At night, you are required to out on long trousers, long-sleeved shirts, and the officers must wear ties. It is as much for safety against mosquitoes as for discipline.

Everybody wears mosquito boots

Also at night, most people in camp wear mosquito boats – which are brown suede, sort of like cowboy boots, near knee-high. In fact, they won’t let you into the outdoor movie unless you’ve got on your mosquito boots.

The Army nurses have special boots which come clear above their knees. At least, that’s what my investigating department reports.

Oddly enough, you don’t see many deep tans among our troops in the tropical countries. The reason is that you perspire so much you just soak the tan off.

Cigarettes gets damp down there, and don’t taste the same. And you have to put your extra envelopes in the closet near the electric light. Otherwise, they seal themselves. That’s the reason I don’t write to anybody; all my envelopes are sealed. Any old excuse in a storm, I always say.

U.S. colonel knighted by Dutch Queen

Scott wins sit-down strike

She’s tired of being old in films; studio meekly agrees
By Erskine Johnson

Booby traps are old story to movies’ powder experts

So is the Molotov cocktail and all manner of devices used for explosions – many of the ‘blasters’ now in war
By Ernest Foster

CANDIDLY SPEAKING —
Lament from a male through voice of mere female

By Maxine Garrison

World relief plan outlined

U.S. takes lead in organizing agency

Radio ‘news analysts’ adopt censorship code

Act to ‘protect profession’s prestige’
By Si Steinhauser

U.S. Navy Department (June 12, 1943)

Communiqué No. 407

North Pacific.
During the night of June 8‑9, U.S. Army patrols on Attu Island killed 66 Japanese and captured one in the area between Sarana Bay and Cape Khlebnikof. There is no enemy activity on other parts of the island.

On June 10, during the afternoon, Army Mitchell (North American B‑25) medium bombers, Liberator (Consolidated B‑24) heavy bombers, and Lightning (Lockheed P‑38) and Warhawk (Curtiss P‑40) fighters made four attacks on Japanese installations at Kiska. Hits were scored along the run­way and on gun emplacements. Barges were strafed by the fighters.

Communiqué No. 408

The U.S. submarines AMBERJACK (SS-219) and GRAMPUS (SS-207) have failed to return from patrol operations and must be presumed to be lost.

The next of kin of personnel in the AMBERJACK and GRAMPUS have been so informed.

The Pittsburgh Press (June 12, 1943)

AIR FLEETS RIP LAMPEDUSA
Fliers blast Italian isle ceaselessly

Ultimatum for surrender rejected, enemy reports
By George Palmer, United Press staff writer

RECORD RAF RAID HITS REICH
Giant planes hammer Düsseldorf, Munster

Yanks plaster 2 Nazi sub bases
By Walter Cronkite, United Press staff writer

Bombers rock Japs on Timor

42 tons of bombs dropped on Jap Indies base

Yank victory sure, Pershing tells AEF

Ickes eases strikes fines for miners

Operators join protest against $5 levy; a local issue
By Fred W. Perkins, Press Washington correspondent


Strike curb due to pass Senate today

Saturday session called to speed legislation to Roosevelt

Gas ban violated –
OPA requested to lift cards of state aide

Maryland official wants panel to hold secret hearing

Paid with U.S. money –
Jap boasts to internees he’s Tokyo representative

Instructor at relocation center also tells them Nippon is ‘sure to win the war’