The hungrier we became, the more we talked about the expected arrival of the Red Cross kits.
The Nips were approached today by our patient Mr. Grant and other camp leaders regarding our food situation. As representatives and spokesmen for the camp, these outstanding men had taken insults and abuse from our jailors since the beginning of internment. Today, when they begged for more food for our five hundred or more kids, the Nips told them to kill all the cats and dogs. But, alas, the cats and dogs had long ago disappeared into the stew-pots.
Two deaths today.