Word: malariae
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...rainy prelude to the summer monsoon, which hits Burma in mid-June, will begin along the coast. It is unlikely that the British can clean up the area now and gain the comparatively dry central sector before the Burmese jungles are turned into a pesthole of mud and malaria. Not until some time in October does the monsoon end. Not until then could the Allies launch a major offensive to reopen the Burma route to famished China...
...Homalin the party left their rafts and began the hike which was to take them to the Chindwin River and over the harsh border mountains to India. The homespun, bowlegged general slogged along with his eye obstinately on his watch, counting out 105 steps to the minute. Cases of malaria cropped out. Faces grew thin. Pus-filled jungle sores broke out on legs and feet. Men stopped joking. They were in the jungle: "Festooned with giant green ferns, decorated with palms such as we had thought grew only in hotel lobbies, and laced and hung with thick lianas that dangled...
...quiet, unassumed, penetrating judgment of people and situations, the well-balanced poise of mind, which is found among old and very honorable people." To Conrad, "she was wife, mother and guardian, besides being his secretary and assistant in his work." During Conrad's frequent bouts with acute malaria and gout, he could endure no nursing except hers (though, with a desperate man's hunger for any conceivable "cure," he for a long time carried "raw potatoes on his person, with the idea that they would collect all the poisonous fluid accumulated in his body...
...necessary to make us appreciate our duties, bring back the troops from the hellholes of the world, place them in the factories-take the war workers and place them in the foxholes with filth, vermin, diarrhea, malaria and the Japanese, and I will guarantee you that our production will be increased, and much of it doubled, within 30 days. We would have no more featherbedding, no more slowdowns, no more restrictions on effort...
...Chinese fronts still hold. But the soldiers who hold them have changed. China's heroes are sick. For every man who lies on a reed pallet with battle wounds, ten lie ill of disease. For every man who tosses with dysentery, pneumonia or malaria in a hospital, four others suffer, unattended, in bivouac or trench. At the root of all this aching misery is a malnutrition so vast that no one dares try to cope with it. The fevers of China creep into bodies which exist day after day on 24 oz. of rice. From this rice the heroes...