CHAPEI

Going to Goa

(words by frank Cheney-- Sept.1943)

There's a ship acoming from my good old
homeland

And she's due most any day;

We're going to Goa and we won't stop goin
Til we hit them U.S.A.

We've stuck it out til the last call
sounded

And we ain't made any russ

But now we're packing for the last long
voyage

For the East is through with us.

Chorus:

Yes, the East is through with us
We can no longer stay
We're a-going to Goa
And we won't stop going
Til we hit the U.S.A.

When the war first started, we was sit-
tin pretty

and the sales were bright and blue
We thought we owned most of Shanghai
city

And the natives thought so too.

Now we've lost it all but the sox we
stand in

And there's just one thought to cheer--
We've done our bit for this Greater East
Asia

Co-prosperity Sphere.

Since we've moved to this Assembly Center

(Going to Goa cont.)

Since we've moved to this Assembly Center
We've lived like kings and jacks
We have grown so fat that our clothes
hang on us

Like a bunch of gunny sacks

Oh there ain't no kickin' and there ain't
no crabbin

About the way they treat us here

We like chickpeas better than old fried
chicken

And we'd rather have tea than beer.

There's lots of prayers that we've all
been praying

Sides the one about daily bread

There's a lot of things we might be saying

That are better left unsaid

There's a lot of roads that a man can
travel

And they don't all lead to home.

But there's just one song we all are
singing

And it sure is Home Sweet Home.

There's a guy back home by the name of
Sweeney

Who will meet us on the pier

And ne'll want to know all we can tell him

Bout this Co-Prosperity sphere

Then we'll blush with shame as we tell the
story

Of our country and its crimes

And to prove it all we'll show him a
copy

Of the good old Shanghai Times.

## CHAPEL

### Take me Back Home

(tune: Home on the Range)

(words: Frank Cheney-- Sept., 1945)

Oh give me a home where the buffaloes roam
and they don't cut them up to make hash;

Where the boy <u>馬上要走</u> mops the floors

And does all the chores

And looks after the garbage and trash.

Oh, give me a home near the old Canidrome

Quite content 'neath its roof I'll remain

I never will scold ir its hot or its cold

Or the weather brings sunshine or rain.

### Chorus:

Home-- let me go home

Where the beer and the cantaloupe stay

And I will not compain

If I never again

See my little gray bunk in Chapel.

In my slumbers I dream of strawberries and
cream

And the waffles my cook used to make
Of Virginia baked ham and roast chicken
and lamb

Real coffee and angel food cake.

Then I wake with a jump-- I am still in
this dump

And it's time to get something to eat

So I mutter, "Oh hell," as I answer the
bell

And come back with a bowl of cracked
wheat.

EAP

(Home on the Range-- cont.)

I've stopped using a comb on my once
furry dome
I am needing new specs for my eyes
And my teeth day by day are all dropping
away
Cause they don't get enough exercise.
Oh how gladly I'd change everything within
a range
For a platter of good Chinese chow
Oh how gladly I'd swap for a gam breaded
pork chop
All the rice between here and Swatow.

Oh let me go back to my seven room shack
Where my cook and my amah abide
Where the blue bottle flies don't crawl
over the pies
And the screens keep the skeeters
outside.

For I'm tired of this range and the measles and mange
And I'm weary of standing in line.
I'd give the whole lot to get out of this
spot
And go back to that old home or mime.

CHAPEI

My Souvenirs (by Cheetah Carroll)

I used to live at the Canhay
Where I was happy and free
They caught me and brought me to Chape
Oh they can't do this to me.

There's nothing left for me
Of day's that used to be
There's not one CHB
Among my souvenirs.

The remnants of a ham
An empty tin of jam
And hopes of Uncle Sam
Among my souvenirs

I used to have a car
And dine on caviar
But now I thank my star
If I get beef and cookie

My one and only wish
Is for a glorious dish
That doesn't smell or fish
Amongst my souvenirs.

My life before was great
but now it is my fate
To keep an old tin plate
Among my souvenirs

I had upon my rack
A white farina sack
Now it's an apron black
Among my souvenirs

(Souvenirs-- cont.)

My days are filled with gloom
*here's fifteen in my room
A bucket and a broom
My only consolation

A sentimental soul
I keep my monthly dole
Or Happy Paper roll
Among my souvenirs.

My one and only aim
To own a wooden frame
I guess you know the name
Among my souvenirs

My life is not my own
I want to be alone
I think that I'll go home
And drink my gin and vodka

My arm band bright and gay
Embroidered with an A
Is safely tucked away
Among my souvenirs.

WEIHSIEN SONG

The Weihsien Blues

(tune: Solomon Levi)

We used to be executives
Who labored with our brains
With secretaries neat and quick
To spare us any pains
And when the tacker tapegave out
We didn't touch the thing
The office staff couldnt to that
We did the ordering.

Chorus:

But...
Now we are at Weihsien
Notheing's too dirty to do
Slops, pots or garbage
Or stirring a vegetable stew
to shine in this delightful camp
You join the labor corps
Where if you do your work too well
They work you more and more
For since we've joinedth labor corps
They've worked us til we're dead
And now we're called the Labor corps
We'll be a corpse instead

Baker:

Some say that white's a color pure
So baking should be cuaste
So now you see me plastered up
From head to foot in paste
But since Cordell's supporting us
the bakery can go
For now our comfort money's come
Why should we raise the dough.

J. Hershey

EAF

Weishien (cont.)

Butcher:

I always took my steaks well done
I couldn't stand them rare
But now when e'er the cows come home
the blood gets in my hair.
We call it's steak or roast or chops
But when the cooking's through
No matter how we cut it up
It all turns into stew.

Stoker:

If mama just could see me now
She wouldn't know her boy
My rosy cheek and golden locks
Were once her pride and joy
But stoking fires and hauling coal
Have crusted me with jet
Though lady's may prefer us blonde
Alas, I'm now brunette.

Women:

You'd think to hear these fellows talk
The men do all the work
But I am here to tell you now
The ladies never shirk
We clean the steaks
We scrub the table floors
But then what really hurts
When they have done the dirty work
We have to wash their shirts.

STANLEY

We're Going to Go to Goa

We're going to go to Goa
On repatriation day
And when we go to Goa
Then no longer here we'll stay
When you hear the steamer calling
Then you'll shout hip hip nooray
Because we're going to Goa
When we go away

The ninety six people from Stanley Camp had a reunion on board the Gripsholm on Friday, Nov. 26, from 3-4:30 p.m. in the promenade deck smoking room. Father Charles Murphy, chairman (and Canadian representative in the Camp, made ax xpmx Grecn and General Maurice Cohen gave a speech of thanks to Murphy. On the program card was printed in large letters "We Will Not Forget Stanley." Each person donated $1.50 towards refreshments and the drinks, as printed on the card, were:

Peak Delight-- Manhattan
Yamashita Yum-- Baccardi
Canteen Varnish-- Scotch and soda
Meechow Special-- Rye Ginger ale
Police Pundh-- lemonade
Repatriation Ferment-- Orangeade
Bowen Road Rub-- Ginger ale
Black Market Blind-- coco-cola

EAP

of stimulus.

He is the last Civilian returning from the Japan, the last Official Civilian- and the last one ever to come for duration. They are all now out. He would do a good peice. he has the background clear thinking, point of view of a young man.

Co-Prosperity:

The Japanese are sold on the idea. To them it is valid, legitimate. let there be no doubt about this point. they feel the same about its spread as the church Missionary does about the spread of the Gospel to the world.

It is not a case of a dumb following etc. the educated class is its backer. "It is the only way we can be liberated from the exploitation from the West" "It is the only way we can get the materials needed for our production".

they have four problems:

1. Food --- Agriculture

2. Industry --- must have resources

3. must have exchange --- commerce

4. finance

Under food, they are getting sufficient rice from Indo China, Ilyland.

Malay, Philippines, China, Indochina, rice, but at the moment the Japs are getting some in to them, putting their land to forced labor.

The problem of Co-Prosperity: "Does it meet the needs of those living there? Is there starvation?

Answer: No. They are eating. Not in luxury. But they are eating.

At Tsurumi's home and afternoon tea in Shanghai

Who makes the Co-prosperity SpHERE work

1. the Greater East Asia construction Council.

This body collects the ideas.

2. The Planning Board.

This is the brains. A tight little group. It is a take-off on the Soviet GOSPLAN.

Similar also to the four year planning board in Germany.

It decides what should be done

3. Ministry of Greater East Asia with Aoki, minister.

This body carries it out.

Out side of the Army, no one is getting as much food as they used to get. But they are eating. The situation is getting worse and worse, but there is no reason to believe that it will get worse and worse until it explodes (as we wishfully believed about Germany). It will simply go so far, that the danger point will be approached, and then they will import rice and stop it.

We have no idea of knowing what Japan's reserves are. But so far she has not yet got into her reserves, her tinned food and other such reserves are stored. She is eating her current production.

In the Philippines there are probably not more than 10% of the Filipinos sold on and behind the Coprosperity Sphere. The Japanese approached there with this is wrong. They are not interested in Spartan living and the other appears of this theory.

The two elements in Coprosperity:

1. Mutual prosperity for all concerned for the peoples of East Asia (Good)

2. Other peoples' prosperity must be

CRAF

population were friendly to those whom the Japanese-in-occupation considered **enemies.**

Note: On Dr. Stewart, Dr. Houghton and Dr. Bowen. They still held, not allowed repatriation. Moved to home of Amer business man where Wendarmes live-- they live in little courtyard bldgs. never meant as living quarters. Japs don't maintain them but paid their two servants. Lived on funds smuggled in through Chinese-- money mostly donated by Chinese. No contact with outside except by SARE mail. Questioned often-- latter two on whereabouts of Peking Man. (Miss F. has earlier told me she doesn't know where Peking Man-- whom they call Nellie-is. Afraid she is lost forever.)

### Food in Peking:

1. Japanese: adequate rations of all staples, regularly supplied at low prices. (NOTE: In Chang'an, little daughter, busy, age 11, of Minnie Kama-kura (one who lived with Sperry of Sto. Tomas) that she bought all rice she wante at rate which that time much lower than Chinese rate.) In Hongkew.)

2. Chinese: inadequate supplies as irregular intervals and prices higher than Japs pay. Must use black market staples for living.

3. Non-enemy foreigners: adequate ration of wheat flour regularly distributed at about ½ black market price. In Sept. 1943 ration was not given to Italians. Sugar destri-

## KONG XING Peking-- Mary Ferguson-- 3

Sugar distributed (to non-enemy nationals.) occasionally and inadequately at reasonable prices. In Oct. 15 is rumored there will be no flour dist. to any foreigners because of scarcity.

4. Enemy nationals: No rationing of any sort with complete dependence on black market except for Catholic group back from Weihmen who treated as non-enemy nationals. (NOTE: This difference from Shanghai where all foreigners treated alike and get adequate but irregular distributions of bread, margarine, sugar (sugar coupons redeemable with especial irregularity) at reasonable prices. In Shanghai Chinese migged surfer much more from snortage than Japs or foreigners esp. since Chinese took over Concession in August and rice ration halved in Sept.)

Yenching University closed and taken over by Japs for training school for mil.bands and a research inst. (no work done) and an army convalescent home.)

PUMC closed despite fact ready to be run entirely by Chinese staff. Now houses Gendarmerie, men's dorm used as hotel, part a military hospital, part a serological inst.

at that time seemed unaffected by ration-
ing.

Today took series on Karl Von Weigan and
Lady Drummond-Hay-- at Typewriter, Karl
dictating, Lady at the machine, Karl
at the machine. He now with careful
mustach and goatee, ezz cultivated ab-
oard the Gripsholm. Wore pinch-nez with
carefully adjusted black cord. Sat before
camera like veteran, knew when to assume
pose, photographs well. Lady , however,
self-conscious, treezes, knows it. But
think I had a couple of good ones.

I now writing"Co-prosperity Sphere,
Shelley working"Repatriation", finishing
Camp research.

We now realize that we cannot finish all
we planned to realiz write on ship-board
but perhaps have not done too badly--
have done 7 perices so far.

Friday November 26, 1943
10 th from Rio, 68th From China

Today made the Robertson family, Dr
Whitakre, and climbed the after masts and
made some over-all shipboard stuff in
beautiful light.

Then worked on "Co-Prosperity Sphere"
story and Shelley in finishing the
the "Camp Research". Chester Fritz
read the first part of my peice today,
in which I use him and felt I'd told
the story. But have hit an alley on
it thator the moment I find no other
roads.

We have decided today to slow up, pick

Pick up a number of odds and ends
while the pickings good, and finish or
not the two peices we are at work on. the
rest will have to come after we get into
New York. the pace has been tiring
and we are slowed down.

Saturday November 27, 1943
11th from Rio, 69th from China

Last night had a talk with State Dept
Man, WOI, Don Brown, asked me about
propaganda, but we got off at tangent,
tailed to get into the problem.

Jimmy Stewart's stuff received with
amazement, t'will probably be the most
important contribution from this ship.

So
Story: Gripsholm Missinnaries:

At 7 A.M. meeting on after deck:
On lady moved to confession told:
"A few years ago I came home from the
far East very ill. When I recovered I
knew that the Mission woulu not send me
back because of the illness I had and
that's where I wanted to go. That was
my work and my life. So I prayed to the
Lord and told him that if I got the mon-
ey togo I would share half of it wath
him. And the very next morning I got a
letter with $50. and for a moment I
slipped. I went to the bank and depositi-
ou all of the $50. But the next morning
early I heard a voice, a voice as clear
as though you were standing right in the
room with me. It said: "Where is that $42"
and I went right out to the bank and
withdrew the $25 and gave it to the
Church.

Another morning a Missionary gentleman
said at the morning meeting:

I-P LEAF
U.S.A.
29-06