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Lionel last night told of the first Jap Zero shot down in the New Guinea campaign
It was done from a sailing schooner in charge of Lionel's father, Joe. The 91-foot
vessel, with auxiliary power, built in New Caledonia, was running supplies for the troops.
An Australian or U.S. plane was shot down. Evenett took its 50 mm machine guns and
rigged them forward, and 30 or 35 mm. guns aft. The Zero came over and strafed the decks.
All hands went overboard, except Bishop Strong of the Anglican Mission, who sat in his
deck chair through the first phase. Then a line of bullets came down the deck and through
the bible on the arm of the Bishop's chair. His lordship went over the side, red vest
and all. Tiring of the show, Joe and his brother, who was the engineer, climbed aboard
then shot the Jap down. This was somewhere on the NE coast of Papua. Jap crash landed on
the beach. Was captured by the Evennetts and boat boys with shotguns. Later, Evan-
nett was sent back by the military to pick up the plane and bring it back to Port Moresby.
Saturday, May 19: SE continues; measurable rain from showers from about noon to 4 PM.
Spoke with Ken Lee of Buntings by radiophone this morning and learned that the Kede-e
Luma, due to leave Samarai at 10 A.M. to pick us up at Wakaima, has engine trouble and
should arrive tonight or in the morning. Everything is packed, and all but our beds
swaga, and cook gear, is in a house on the beach in readiness for loading. Boys have
their fly down and are sleeping in the sawmill.
I estimated 600 plant numbers for the island; have 562 (including 60 cellular
cryptograms), 2970 haebarium sheets of specimens. Total mammal species specimens 192
not counting embryos) of 16 species. This was not too bad. A depauperate flora and
fauna was expected.
Sunday May 20: The "kedeluma" arrived early in the morning and by 9:40 we had everything
aboard and left Waikaima. Calm sea. Arrived at Mapamoiva, Fergusson Island about 4:30
PM. Stayed the night there as guests of European Medical Assistant Bill Crosbie. Bert
Clausen, government carpenter of Samarai, also there, repa r ng the doctor's house which,
built about three years ago, is in bad shape with white ants. Only 40 patients in the
extensive native hospital; no serious cases.
Made a number of photos showing the position pf our Mt. Pabinama on Normanby, and
of the neighborhood of Cape Mourilyan (Kikyu Coast) and Mapamoiva on Fergusson.
A small bat and a Petaurus shot at Mapamoiva, the latter from a tall coconut palm.
A big mail for us on the Kedeluma brought the galley proof of my report on the 1953
expedition to Papua.
Monday May 21: Left Mapamoiva about 6:15 and dropped anchor in the foot of Seymour Bay
about two hours later. Ran aground on a coral reef soon after we rounded
the corner from Mapamoiva; poor seamanship on part of native skipper who is going at full
speed with the sun in his eyes. Lionel and I went ashore immediately to inspect the
hinterland. Landed at the landing place for Iamclele No. 1 of the 1-mile map. Walked
by good govt. track over flat, forested country for 30 minutes to govt. resthouse, two
or three hundred yardspast the Methodist Mission village and church of Mabela. Rest-
house newly built (ADO Rutledge of Egaala (sic) would hax appear to have sent warning
of our coming) in a small clearing in tall secondary rain forest on the bank of
sandy, shallow Awagula Creek. Clearing attractively planted with red Hibiscus and Poin-
settia, frangipani, crotons, etc., also some young pineapple, a lime tree, and a supply
of tall coconut palms.
From Iamelele resthouse we walked an hour (about three miles) approximately SW to Pagu-
lulu Village. This place was recommended as a base camp by Rutledge. Most depressing
place of about six houses and a resthouse under construction (to be finished next
Friday, the day on which natives are supposed to work for government on roads and road-
houses.) Village overrun with more very big fat pigs than I remember seeing in any
other small village; surroundings of the resthouse strewn with their droppings. A dank