Word: australian
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Chiefs of Staff and their top officers meet. Around a great table sit General Marshall, Field Marshal Sir John Dill. Admirals Ernest King and Sir Charles Little, Lieut. General "Hap" Arnold of the U.S. Army Air Forces, Air Marshal Arthur Travers Harris of the R.A.F., Chinese, Dutch and Australian representatives. There also sits pallid Harry Hopkins, all-powerful Chairman of the Munitions Assignment Board, who has an office in the building...
...destiny that brought me here!" Douglas MacArthur once said of his presence in the Philippines. He was no man to forget Destiny when he said good-by to his heroes on Bataan. He was to take command of all United Nations forces in the Australian area. By remote control, he was to retain strategic command of Bataan. If the Japanese were to be stopped short of the Western Hemisphere, Douglas MacArthur would stop them. Of Destiny, he could ask no more...
Take It? From previously captured bases in the Bismarck Archipelago. Japanese bombers and cannonading fighters struck again & again at New Guinea's Port Moresby. Wary of anti-aircraft fire, they stayed high, did little damage. U.S. and Australian bombers knocked out 13 Jap troop and supply ships attempting a seaborne thrust at Port Moresby and its hill-ringed harbor. The R.A.A.F. and long-range U.S. bombers hammered the airdrome at Gasmata, Jap-occupied town on New Britain's southern coast, swept northeast to Rabaul to catch grounded Jap bombers with at least one direct hit. Jap bombers left...
...broadcasting to the U.S. (see p. 27): "[Australia will] rock the enemy back on his heels" . . . though the cost may be "the end of much that we have painfully and slowly built in our 150 years of existence, but even though all of it go there will be Australians fighting on Australian soil...
From Down Under there rose a cry that should have roused the fight in the entire U.S. public. It came from Australian Prime Minister John Curtin, a onetime mild-mannered trade-union journalist who in his country's greatest hour of need found words that rolled like Walt Whitman's: "We have no limits. . . . We have no qualms. . . . We will not yield a yard of our soil. . . . We fight with what we have and what we have...