THE AWFUL TRUTH.
LIEUTENANT' R. GILMOUR is an officer who seldom makes requests - in fact he w usually has something useful for our pages. Consequently, our readers can 7’ well imagine our feelings when, on . Thursday night, on his return from 0 Dumbea, Lieutenant Gilmour popped into the office and asked : " What is the oil ? V What could we say* What we do, 'but stare blankly and whisper . - « we don’t know '4 , We could see disappointment written all over his features. After honouring us by das-hing straight for our office ( ha did no go to see the ” OLD MAN.’’* we would like to underline ) the dismal ignorance with which we greeted z Lieutenant Gilmour • was enough to melt the toughest angle iron. ;: : WHAT can we do ? Here we are, a responsible weekly paper, and do «. not .know what is happening from day to day. We are harrassed by Sappers, Ser* ge.ahts, WO’s, and sometimes Corporals. When we do get " something " we arctold ” Huh,' Gordon Macale told you that", or " Did the Wharf ids tell you that ’J This search for " oil ” has reached the stage where our entire staff may be driven to drink . that Gin, Brandy and Rum the Sgts, have in their mesa.... such is the cry for " OJL ”
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Dozerdust, Volume 2, Issue 22, 22 July 1944, Page 1
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