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Slight, grizzled Hugh Mulzac, ex-seaman, ex-mess boy, was catapulted front & center last week to become a Symbol of Negro participation in the war. When the Liberty freighter Booker T. Washington goes into service from California Shipbuilding's Los Angeles yard in mid-October, the Maritime Commission decided, she will be commanded by a British West Indies-born Brooklyn man, the first Negro to hold a U. S. master's certificate and the first to command a 10,500-ton ship. Captain Mulzac not only promised that he would be able to get qualified Negro officers...
...chance to prove it when he designed the Malolo, a luxury ship of the Matson Line, and a heaven-sent chance to watch a test case of his theory. On the Malolo's trial run, 26 miles off Nantucket, another Norwegian freighter appeared out of the fog and, as the fascinated Mr. Gibbs watched, crashed into the Malolo amidship. Into the pilothouse rushed Gibbs. He pushed the buttons to operate the sliding bulkhead doors, which should close off the shattered compartment and keep the sea from flooding and sinking the Malolo. Down into the hold he plunged. Green water...
Colonel Haynes himself led the raid. His bombers plastered the Haiphong water front, fired oil dumps, squarely hit one 4,000-ton freighter. His escorting fighter planes, swooping low, strewed incendiaries and machine-gunned fleeing soldiers. The task force returned to its base without losing a plane. Colonel Haynes to his men: "Perfect mission...
...first mercy ship to carry food, medical supplies, cigarets and sweets to U.S. fighting men in Japanese prison camps is about to sail from San Francisco harbor, the neat Swedish freighter Kanangoora, fresh out of drydock with huge red crosses on her whitened sides. Into her hold will go $1,000,000 in supplies- and the love and prayers of thousands of wives, parents, sisters and sweethearts...
Ships appeared heading westward under a frantic head of steam, evidently trying to get away from Kiukiang before we could get there. A great ocean freighter went past under our wings. By now the boats were growing thicker. Great patches in the river seemed alive. We grew tense in our seats watching for the target, watching for rising planes, watching for ack-ack fire, peering up into the sky above us for Japanese Zeros...