H. Beaber - In the Philippines - Monday, October 19, 1941-1942

Oh! Sad Day! I parted with my hand-made fishing rod today. Sold it to a Japanese business man for the sum of 12 pesos. The fish-pole is of no use at the present, although Leo did try fishing in the bay without success, but the 12 pesos look like 12,000.

We started meetings again out at Pinagkaishan as Mr. Jomok came home sometime in September. As far as he knows, all the other men out that way died, either in battle or of sickness in the prison camp.

We have had much red-tape these days. We have been asked to register our “sect,” ourselves as missionaries, and Oh, so many questions.