Things go about pretty much the same. Food is not bad, and the few inconveniences are not hard to put up with. Last week a typhoon or rainstorm hit this part, and we had plenty of mud. One of the Catholic priests caused a little excitement. He has mental trouble at times, and one night he wandered out of camp and was taken into custody by the guards. Now the Japanese want us to have a patrol of our own. Two men to be on duty for a two hour watch. As they want single men only, I may be one of the patrolmen. We were settled in Barracks No. 17 right across from the kitchen and just about the center of the camp, that is as far as activity or conveniences are concerned. The upper, or back part of the camp is not used much yet, except that the Catholics and Protestants have their chapel there.
So far our fare has been good. For breakfast we have course ground corn meal with coconut milk. We boys have sugar to add which helps. On Sunday and Wednesday we have coffee. For lunch we have rice and either squash or mongo beans. The latter go well with rice. For supper we have rice and usually a stew with meat (beef or pork), sweet potatoes, and a few other vegetables. Sometimes we get a banana or a native lime. Mrs. Elezaga gave us some home-cured meat when we left, so we have had a little bacon, and we just finished a ham, which I boiled in our aluminum kettle. We went to the Union Service again this morning. This time the Episcopalian minister conducted it. We had our own Meeting at one-thirty. Leo was not there with us as he is bothered with intestinal trouble again.