unconscious, for nearly an hour. (Mr. Niimura, incidentally,
 
formerly operated an electrical shop at Baguio, the most fashionable
 
resort in the Philippines, and he doubtless will be remembered by
 
many Americans.) On another occasion, Col. Cane had managed to
 
get a tin of sardines from the minute stock in the prison store,
 
and I accompanied him am he took this great delicacy to a patient
 
in the hospital. I was appalled by the conditions there, with no
 
medicines, and with the doctors and hospital corpsmen as sick as
 
their patients. The place was a stink-hole, with fecal matter on
 
the floors, and with flies as plentiful as in our own camp. Only
 
by heroic efforts were the doctors and corpsmen able to accomplish
 
anything at all.
 
During all my five months at Cabantuan we were never
 
given anything to do except for the cleaning of our barracks,'
 
latrines, and the burial of our dead. About 100 enlisted men were
 
detailed to gather firewood for the camp, and for this purpose
 
they were given a captured American truck. After I left Cabanatuan
 
I learned that the gasoline shortage had forced the Japs to dis-
 
continue use of the truck, so the prisoners had to walk several
 
miles and carry the wood on their backs.
 
To pass the t~e, several officers started classes in
 
various subjects. The Japs did not object to this as long as we
 
did not attempt to teach foreign languages. IYe never knew why
 
thi~ latter subjectwas banned. Surreptitiously, I did manage to
 
keep up my Russian, by secretly practicing with other officers who