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mm EDITORIAL PAGE FRIDAY MORNING NOVEMBER 17, 1944 -X Hawaii's Territorial wspaper -fl Negro Combat Unit Meets the Germans History From Our Files A Bit Of Weather On A Flattop By RAY COLL, JR. WITH A FAST CARRIER GROUP (Delayed) Well, I don't know. I think I prefer an attack by the Japs to the storm we have just gone through. It wasn't exactly a typhoon but it must The Honolulu Advertiser 88 Years Your Morning Newspaper, Established July 2, 1856. Printed and Published by Advertiser Publishing Company, Ltd.

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have been a typhoon's cousin. When a carrier, the size of the one your correspondent is aboard, takes it over the flight deck, brother, that's weather. And when it shears off a couple of ports flush with the ship's side, that's really weather. We had just completed a rendezvous for fueling when the storm broke. You could see the dark ominous clouds gathering on every side from over the horizon.

What had been a gentle ocean swell was whipped into white caps by an ever-rising wind and before long the swells broke into waves that grew higher and higher. Then came the rain. Squall after Seventy Years Ago 1874 Dr. Hoffman speaks of changes made in Honolulu in twenty-five years: "In the horticultural line, the change is very striking. The most admired trees at that time were the strawberry guava tree on the land of Mr.

Cummings in Nuuanu Valley, and a small Norfolk Pine in the adjacent garden of Capt. Makee; and a bouquet of three different roses raised by Mrs. Makee, was the admiration of all." Whaling ship Triton reports two deaths during cruise: A Portuguese seaman lost overboard; a native from Hilo died on board. A THOUGHT FOR TODAY I have no economic radar to penetrate the future, but we can make it what we will it to be. Of that I am sure.

Bernard Baruch. Ray Coll, Jr. Sixty Years Ago 1884 Editorial Paragraph: Some of our planters profess to think theirs a hard lot to be cast under the Government of King Kalakaua. But take the labor question for instance, public money has been liberally spent on the introduction of laborers for planters. Waller has opened another butcher shop on the corner of Punchbowl and King streets, which will be a great convenience to housekeepers in that vicinity.

saloons and desecration of the Sabbath, is praised. Mrs. R. der speaks of the Loyal Temperance Legion in Kakaako. There are meetings evert week and the children show in.

terest. The Port Arthur garrison is very confident it will be abl to hold out against the Jana nese. Thirty Years Ago 1914 Mrs. M. F.

Prosser returns on steamer Sierra from a star of several months on the Pa. cific Coast, where she visited relatives and friends. Among callers on Governor Pinkham are Dr. J. H.

Ray. mond, Dr. J. S. B.

Pratt Ar Albert Horner, J. McCarl thy, A Rice, W. W. Thayw er and Clinton G. M.

Ballea-tyne. Twenty Years Ago 1924 Editorial Paragraph: Tht older a man gets the mort young people there are, noticeably of the feminine sex. Tokyo, Nov. 17: An imperial ordinance is published enfonv ing from December 1 on, tht law abolishing dual nationality of Japanese born in United States, Argentine, Brazil, Canada, Chile and Peru. Ten Years Ago 1934 San Francisco, Nov.

16: S.F water troubles are believed settled. Threats of renewed dock strike were dissipated tonight when union leaders suggested appointment of a seventh impartial member of the employer-employe board which is deadlocked over longshore-men-shipper's disputes. LONDON, Nov. 16: The Jap. anese foreign office today instructed naval conversation delegates to adhere to the nation's demands for equality of naval armaments with United States and Great Fifty Years Ago 1894 The event of next week will be the luau, lunch and fancy fair to be held in St.

Andrew's Cathedral Sunday School rooms. There is a great attraction about a fancy fair near the Christmas season. Hopes have been entertained by military men and others that the bicycle would prove adjunct in war time. But exhaustive trials in Germany, France and Austria show that they have not come up to Forty Years Ago 1904 At meeting of W.C.T.U. the stand taken by new High Sheriff Henry in regard to Hawaii Housing Is A War Job The people of the United States at war need housing for 66,000 persons in Hawaii today.

The need will be much greater four months from now. This housing is a national necessity for victory, not a problem local to Hawaii. Its fulfillment is just as important as, if not more vital than, the filling of Service oil tanks with fuel or the stocking of munitions dumps with explosives. It can no more be ignored by the country than the need for men and guns and ships and planes and tanks. It is just as much a part of the war as they are.

The need must be met, and at once, with materials and with shipping space for their transportation and manpower for their fabrication. Money must be provided much money. Not a mere piddling five million dollars, but five times five millions, perhaps ten times five millions. The amount is of no more consequence than any other war expenditure it must be sufficient to meet the need. 1 Unfortunately Hawaii's governor and delegate at Washington have not raised their sights to the target.

Their optimistic report that five million dollars have been earmarked there for Hawaii housing and that FHA officials are coming out here to "make a survey" evidences a woeful lack of comprehension of the urgency of the situation and of its magnitude. Apparently the territorial officials are still thinking in terms of home construction for continued local use. This is not a matter of home building. On the contrary, it is a need for housing that cannot be allowed to remain here in the postwar era for use as homes. Materials available for large-scale construction, such as is required here now, are not suitable for permanent building.

Nor would the haste of construction be likely to produce structures which Hawaii would be willing to use for any long period of time. The need is for temporary shelter, affording the greatest possible comfort compatible with speed and procurable materials. Anything that will rescue suffering humanity from the appalling conditions under which it exists here today. Every one of the 66,000 persons who are inadequately housed now is in imminent peril of disease. This means that every one of the several hundred thousand more fortunately situated persons who are their neighbors is in the same danger.

That Hawaii ha9 not fallen victim to dire epidemic in the past five years during which the housing situation has grown worse daily is little short of miraculous. The Navy first recognized the housing shortage on November 15, 1939. Our luck cannot hold on forever. An epidemic in Hawaii at this juncture of the war would be a blow to national security that cannot be overestimated. Its effect would be farther reaching, its consequences worse, than a major defeat at the hands of the enemy on one of the war fronts.

For Hawaii is the heart-center of the' Pacific war. From these Islands radiate the tremendous supply lines, longest ever known. From Hawaii go the ships and planes and men which fight the war, and the plans and directions that guide them in their progress toward victory. This is no military secret. The Japs know what Hawaii means to American success in this conflict.

Nothing would hearten them more than to learn that this community, which their best efforts have failed to reduce, has been laid low by sickness. And that, fellow Americans, is what the country invites as long as it fails to recognize its duty to provide shelter for the men and women it has sent, and is sending, out here to do its war work. That is what takes Hawaii housing definitely out of the civilian category and places it squarely up to the Commander-in-Chief as a problem of war. squall that whipped across the broad flight deck, cutting into the skin like a knife and almost sweeping over the side those who ventured forth. On each side of the columns of destroyers and cruisers were dipping their noses deep into the slashing waves, burying themselves from stem to stern and some of the smaller carriers were already beginning to dip their flight decks into the brine.

Then as the weather closed in, you couldn't see the other ships and suddenly you felt very much alone. It isn't a very happy feeling at times like these when you are in enemy waters but then you realize that no enemy planes would dare to venture forth and not even a submarine would be apt to find you. So you go below and crawl up into your bunk and think you'll get comfortable with a book. Yeah? That's what you think! Flight Officer Talbctt, the Britisher, and I share a cabin that is about as far forward without pushing through the fo'c'sle, as possible. And it's down about three decks from the flight deck.

Talbott has the inside bunk and your correspondent reclines on the outboard one and I do mean outboard because it hangs over that part where the bow makes a sweeping flare like the bow of a clipper. So when the old gal begins dipping her nose into the deep end of the ocean, there is a smash and a crash under the bunk that gives you a feeling of rising up suddenly and then falling through space like an express elevator. Then the bow gives a shimmy undulation that would make a hula girl envious. 'Tain't funny, Magee. I forgot to add that Talbott had planned to leave the ship and transfer to another carrier.

In fact, he had been called aft- and was preparing to board a destroyer to make the transfer when the storm broke. Your correspondent, therefore, had visions of grabbing his bunk before someone else moved in. In fact, I had just parked the unsteady carcass when Talbott returned. After having bid him a fond adieu, the welcome back wasn't exactly good neighborliness and it was with ill grace that I returned to my own outboard canoe. Night settled down but the sea didn't.

Hour after hour it whipped us about like a Simon Legree. Somewhere close at hand a collection of chains and blocks and what not broke adrift and banged against the bulkhead to add to the terrorizing confusion. Sleep was only a word in the dictionary. Why didn't I stay on Guam or Saipan? Dengue was as a bed of roses compared with this. The storm lasted throughout the following day.

I ventured topside once to take a peek at the other ships in the group and after watching those destroyers I decided we weren't so bad off after all. And I had been thinking of transferring to a destroyer for a couple of days to see how the boys live there! I've changed my mind. Frankly I don't see how they stand it. Yet, I've had old timers tell me they prefer destroyer duty to any other seagoing duty in the Navy. Well, there's no accounting, etc.

Today an inspection crew has been making the rounds and I'm glad to report that everything is safe and siund and we haven't sprung a leak. Only a couple of ports sheared off and they were on the deck just above my bunk, by the way I thought I heard something. I'd hate to go through a real typhoon. Nope, send us more Japs instead. Christmas Paradise By EDNA B.

LAWSON The holiday number of Paradise of the Pacific Is on the news stands. The Christmas number since 1888 is one that always has been eagerly looked forward to, and this year Eileeen McCann O'Brien has achieved a work of art through the reproduced photography and the many articles. The editor writes editorially of Hawaii facing its fourth Christmas at war and repeats her clear-cut editorial, "A Living Memorial," reprinted by popular requests from the October number. There is the story of the Hawaiian Airlines looking to the future, written by Earl Welty. Ken Carney speaks of Hawaii's sugar and her scientists.

Jane L. Winne of the Musicians Center writes of Capt. Henry Berger and his centennial. George H. Moody revives ancient lore in modern Hawaiian jewelry.

Botanist Marie C. Neal tells of the Christmas cactus. Marjorie Sullivan describes the work accomplished by Hawaii's nurses' aides. Madge Tennent writes of the world's most beautiful people, the Hawaiian race. Kathleen Mellen relates the stories of the four Victorias in Hawaii and the drawings are by Mrs.

Tennent. President Gregg Sinclair says that the University of Hawaii looks toward Asia. Territorial director of War Manpower Commission, Newton R. Holcomb, writes of the labor shortage. An article explains that the majority of this year's pineapple is set aside for government use.

Music in the Islands is vividly told by Dr. F. Bernard Schultz. Ernest R. May discusses the feeling of Hawaii's thousands.

Bernice B. Schultz answers the questions concerning home service. Maj. Gen. Robert W.

Douglass writes of the "7th-League-Seventh." Ethel M. Damon relates the legend of "Mighty Men in Kauai." Lorna Arlen reviews the past year in retrospect and also gives the prelude invasion to the Marshall Islands. The magazine contains many other outstanding articles, poems, color reproductions and magnificent kodachromes. This issue is an ideal Christmas rememberance. By MILTON BRACKER (Copyright 1944, by New York Times and Honolulu Advertiser) WITH A REGIMENTAL COMBAT TEAM OF THE 92ND DIVISION ON THE ITALIAN FRONT, Oct.

30 The progress and development of the first Negro combat unit to meet the Germans in the European theatre has been "normal and progressively satisfactory," their commanding general told this correspondent. Aware of the great interest in their work and its extreme importance in the future Negro share in American military history, men who form the fighting vanguard of the 92nd Division have now been in line for as many as 68 days and hsfve kept their advance at least up to the pace of the more experienced divisions in the more active sector around Bologna. This Negro outfit has killed Germans one man is now up for citation for having killed thirteen with his damaged carbine and has had its losses. The death in action of company commander Captain Charles Gandy of Greenville, S. deprived the team of a "damn good man," according to the commanding colonel who is a Whife man and Lt.

Gen. Mark W. Clark, himself, decorated Capt. Allan Johnson of Jackson, Mississippi, who led two other men on a daring trek to bring back a wounded buddy. At the same time colored G.

and officers the former are predominantly from the Southern states deplore accounts which tend to play up achievements along lines which they feel point more to color than to the accomplishment itself and this fact is extremely important in any presentation of the present role of the outfit. The situation in which the Negro soldier here finds himself thus grows out of the situation which applies to all minority groups men want to do well as a matter of group pride; at the same time they do not want to be singled out for attention which they feel is based more on their color than their work. This paradox was definitely applied to the Japanese-American members of the celebrated 100th Battalion which is no longer in Italy. One member told this correspondent in Naples that the things his comrades liked the least were special awards, citations and publicity in that it tended to overemphasize the "hyphenated'' quality of their Americanism. This same point made by Negro officers here who say they want, above all, to be regarded as American fighting men, not colored American or American Negro fighting men.

Yet they admit their men want to do particularly well as a matter of race pride. The over-all principle of race relations established by Maj. Gen. Edward M. Almond of Luray, Virginia, who brought the 92nd overseas was that the development of a new infantry outfit was a military and not a sociological problem.

Gen. Almond hewed to this line when the division shaped up in the states and has not veered from it here. In its theoretical approach, which in a sense is bound to cut the corners of the question, the one result has been that Gen. Clark himself feels deeply that there is no problem of race relation within the 5th Army. This combat team has a White colonel, and lieutenant-colonel and although there are many Negro company officers captains and lieutenants none "rank" the White junior officers.

This is admittedly a sore point among some Negroes who are not content with the realization that some of the Negro divisional staff officers go as high as lieutenant-colonel. Moreover it is frequently reminded that all current officer replacements are White. Among the enlisted personnel, all conibat men are Negroes so that analogous problem is obviated. The colonel who is a native of Connecticut but has lived long in Virginia is generous in his praise of Negro platoon leaders but in all candor does not foresee the time when his outfit will include Negro junior officers outranking White junior officers. In rear areas certain considerations have arisen out of race which the division first encountered in training at home.

For instance, Negro G. are not permitted to carry a knife of any sort save the regular "issue" knife or bayonet which is unconcealed and is as much a part of front line equipment as a rifle or grenades. Then military police problems have been solved by having one White and one Negro M. P. patrol border areas together.

The basic principle is that a White man handles a White offender and a Negro handles a Negro. All colored MP's are over six feet tall. They do not carry pistols but use short "Billys." There is absolutely no official segregation in either forward or rear areas in terms of messes, latrines or sleeping accommodations although every Negro in the division, having trained in at least one Southern state, has had his share of it in the Army. But the segregation is not always a matter of command and it often results simply because officers follow their own bent. This does not apply at the combat team's forward officers' mess here because there is only one table.

But at the divisional headquarters, the night I messed there, Negro officers seemed instinctively to go to one table. The divisional general reiterates that his outfit is adminis-. tered on "military rather than racial lines" and adds significantly "I don't try to choose an officer's friends for him." Some White officers hold privately that some Negro infantrymen tend to "panic" more easily than Whites and that superstition and ignorance on the part of some Southern boys is a factor that cannot be ignored. But the more responsible officers seem willing to concede that the greatest problem the Negro combat troops face is inexperience which, after all, faces any new fighting force coming up against a foe as tough as the Germans. Knighthood On The Bus Dear Boss: Things are tough everywhere nowadays.

You can't get armor anymore, the services seem to have a priority on it. Looks like we would have to go back to Kaiana's attempt to stave off the bullets fired by John Young in the battle of Nuuanu valley back in 1795. Young mowed down poor Kaiana, who tried to hold off the lead, with a lauhala mat arrangement. But King Kam's sharpshooter laughed and pulled his lethal trigger, with the usual results. As usual, it's taking me a long time to get around to this.

I had a chance to be a Knight in shining armor. An all night drunk was annoying a early to work lady on a bus 'tother morn. If I'd had my armor, or even a lauhala mat, I might have sailed right into him. As it was, I slid into the seat beside the lady and concentrated on dirty looks. True, it was the last seat open, which may have given me added courage.

Seats are hard to get nowadays, also. But it worked. The drunk shut up apd the lady relaxed. I felt noble too. I have been wondering what lone ladies do when Knight Kamaaina, Jr.

is not about. One tells me that, when a would be ardent swain in wolf's clothing accosts her as she wends her weary way homeward, she replied, "I'm on my way home to cook dinner for my husband and three kids, and my old man, he's a cop." That ends that. Another says she just lets them talk, louder and louder and then delivers the coup de shoots with, "there's no use trying to talk to me on a bus young man, I'm deaf as a post." This always brings down the house, particularly from the surrounding males who have not had the courage to brace the young lady themselves. The old-fashioned hatpin used to be American womanhood's greatest defensive weapon. Plastic hairpins are no substitute.

So we call upon all red blooded males to join Kamaaina, Knights The only membership requirement is a firm determination to defend the fair sex from undesired intrusion while traveling in public vehicles. Don't make the mistake of defending coy old maids though. Sad experience shows that they start swinging if they think you are interfering with a good prospect. A lauhala chest protector is indicated in such cases. Kaiana wasn't entirely wrong 149 years ago.

KAMAAINA JR. Two Years Ago Today A Navy Communique from Washington announced today that 23 Jap warships had been sunk in waters of the South Pacifle near the Solomon Islands. The state department today ordered French Ambassador Haye confined to the embassy pending his departure tomorrow for internment at Hershey, Pa. The Office of Price Administration announced today in Washington that there will be no rationing of food in Alaska because of the transportation difficulty faced by merchants in the northern Territory. ONE YEAR AGO TODAY The official German news agency DNB said today the British-Italian garrison on the tiny island of Leros surrendered.

The garrison was said to total 8,000 men. American bombers tonight blasted Tarawa in the Gilbert islands with tons of heavy bombs intended to prevent further use of that atoll as a base against American bases in this area, a dispatch from the Central Pacific said today. A spokesman for Gen. Douglas MacArthur said today that the Southwest Pacific war theater is receiving "something less" than five per cent of U. S.

military resources and is now receiving less than 10 per cent of what the nation Is shipping overseas. Jack Evis has completed 50 years as employee of a lumber importing firm in Bridgewater, England, his brother Stanley 36 years, and his father 49 years. Consumption of electricity has been restricted in Athens, Greece, because of a shortage of fuel necessary for generating power. Our library like a telephone system offers a vital community service. A LIBRARY 0i WHEELS Is the Library of Hawaii Extension Department 1 Island Wide Book Service.

The Library of Hawaii Book Car spends its days going to outlying city schools, rural schools and 'communities and deposit stations located all over this island taking new books out to about 10,000 yearly borrowers who cannot come into the Main Library or its branches. Familiar to many, this library -on wheels is bringing relaxation and knowledge through the printed page to both young and old on rural Oahu. If you live in the country and have not been using this service, write to the Extension Department of the Library of Hawaii for details. A Task For The Average Man Those who remember boyhood in a climate less blessed than that of Hawaii will recall how when blustery winter drove them indoors on Saturday afternoon a popular entertainment was to "plan." It didn't make much difference what was planned a woods shack, a new boat for rluck hunting, a houseboat, anything that came to mind. Then out would come the sun, and out would go the boys, their forgotten project sketches strewn heedlessly about the house for mother or sister to pick up and put in the rubbish bin.

Much of the postwar planning that is taking place today is reminiscent of those rainy-afternoon conferences; time and ingenuity devoted to assumed conditions that have only vaguest possibility of ever becoming realities. Charts and graphs and statistical tables based on pure guesswork. Outlines of mass, attitudes and behavior that have no foundation either in experience or fact. Chimerical fantasies, almost invariably tinged with indigo. There is postwar planning to do, and now is the time to do it.

But it is practical planning that is needed; definite work sheets that can be translated into business and industry and jobs at a moment's notice. For that is the way the postwar era will come upon the country, without more than the barest warning. Postwar planning is a job for the average man, who thinks along average American lines; who knows an average day's work when he sees it and does an average job when he undertakes it. For in this land of ours the average is of high quality and gets things done. The American boy dreams and plans; the American man sees and does.

Publications Acknowledged Ka Leo Hawaii comes to the editor's desk with bits of information. "Those who did not vote at the election say they forgot, or couldn't bother. Apparently the most legitimate reason for not voting was given by 47 students they simply did not know the candidates or their qualifications. Three. had voted once and thought a second time was unnecessary, 13 were in a fog about the whole matter and couldn't give reasons for neglecting to vote.

The Carnegie record library will be established and operating in Hemenway Hall within a few days Paratroopers, Robert Kimura, James Mita and Ritsuji Sodeta-ni, were visitors on the campus. "They were among the students who volunteered for the interpreters' group early in 1943 and are here on a short leave." Scott Robertson was elected freshman class president Elbert Yee is new graduate manager of ASUH. Women will compete in future swimming meets. The Rough Rider of Roosevelt high school states that war bonds and stamps are being sold at the school. For the fourth consecutive year the Round-Up has received the rating of All-American from the National Scholastic Press association.

Rear Admiral Lucius W. Johnson, MC, USN, was the speaker at the Navy Day assembly in the Roosevelt auditorium. "Jaywalkers Are Warned" and "Better Manners Suggested" are topics given space. Beatrice W. Choo, '37 graduate, recently was awarded the Asiatic Pacific ribbon for meritorious service.

Paradise of the Pacific will print the 1945 Oahuan, accord-in to Ka Punahou. A new Chinese club has been organized. junior and senior academies will begin an old clothing drive for destitute areas in Europe, announced Walter L. The Rev. Brandt Tefft will be the new speaker at the weekly chapel exercises.

Punahou Military Training Corps held its first review under newly-appointed officers. The seventh grade led in the Punahou Bond drive. Jean Paty, class '41, returns to Punahou as an instructor in girls' athletics. Dr. John Fox, president, is a familiar figure at afternoon football practise.

"When the Punahou Team Starts Marching" the words and tune are by Amos Lieb, Punahou band leader. Jimmy Rodrigues is president of Theta Pi. The Night Watch Weep not for the darkness, you must rise; Salute the line of silent men who stand Beyond the barrier of mortal eyes, Supreme invaders of that Happy Land. Before the charge they broke not, nor they shrank. Nor lay their cup of courage down in flight.

Now they stand guardian, rank on endless rank, Forever in the outposts of the night. No more come back? Those boys have never left. You know that. Stand up! You must not weep, America, bewidowed and bereft. Death is silence, but it is not sleep.

They are among us, they will always be, Eagle born, the Night Watch of the free. ALBERT N. WILLIAMS, Ensign USNR COMMUNICATION ACUITIES NOW A WAR. WILL BE BACK TO SERVE YOU BETTER IN PEACE.