Word: tweed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Next, in a cave on the side of a hill overlooking the sea, Tweed felt "for the first time in over three months . . . that I had successfully eluded the Japs long enough to enjoy a breathing spell. . . . My cave was well concealed, and I was already turning over in my mind the ways in which I would make it more comfortable." With ingenuity and the help of an enterprising Chamorro he soon succeeded...
Good Man Friday. A stolen gasoline generator was rigged to provide current for a light bulb and another salvaged radio. With the aid of a battered but usable typewriter, Tweed even began publication of a newspaper, the Guam Eagle, (for a circulation of five loyal Chamorros.) "My cave became a rendezvous. It was growing more comfortable all the time. ... In exchange for world news supplied by the radio and the Guam Eagle, I received a steady flow of supplies and local intelligence from a few friends." All this had to be abandoned hastily when Tweed discovered that the Chamorro...
...best of them could never appreciate the importance of secrecy in their ordinary talk. Yet, hauled before the Japs, they held their tongues despite unspeakable tortures. Some had hoses shoved down their gullets till the water pressure swelled them like balloons. A girl, Tonie, who had brought supplies to Tweed, was beaten with telephone wire, eviscerated with a bayonet...
...Never Give Up." Sick and discouraged at such sacrifices, Tweed was about to surrender (to certain death, as he learned later) when a native schoolteacher, married to an American, dissuaded him. "Never give up," she said, "no matter what happens. . . . The people of Guam feel that as long as you hold out the Americans will come back. If you surrender, they will believe you have lost your faith and think the Japs have...
...Tweed held out. One by one, the other Americans were caught and beheaded or shot. His days of electric-lit caves and radios were over, but high on a cliff facing the ocean at the northern end of the island, he found at last the perfect haven. Only one man, his friend Antonio, came there to bring him food. Tweed stayed for 21 months with only an algebra book, nine magazines and a pack of cards for company until the day a U.S. destroyer crew caught sight of his mirror and flag signals, sent in a motor launch to start...