The barometer has been dropping since it started to rain at 0900, entering the Typhoon-At-A-Distance bracket by 1700. Most people stayed home; I biked to town for a coffee at Schaer's. An atmosphere of extreme caution permeated throughout the city. It's always like that after a Japanese licking; that's when they raise their loudest propaganda while scouting around for rumormongers who would set the people straight. A Spanish citizen named Rodriguez who lives just in Altura was taken to Fort Santiago for using an unregistered radio. He didn't deny it. Another family got rid of their short-wave gadget as a precaution.

In this tense atmosphere, people avoided gathering in large groups, and clung strictly to business, which made it hard to get the results of yesterday's raids. The best I could get was one warship sunk in the Bay and two fires were still burning far at sea. I heard that U.S. subs sank 3 cruisers and damaged a fourth off Palawan, before the Leyte battles.