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7. 19th September, 1933 to 28th February, 1934

On the 9th of September, 1933, Gervas, aged 26, sailed back from Tilbury to Africa after his first Home Leave, on the "S.S. Grantully Castle"

At that stage, he did not know to where he was to be posted.  It was to Mankoya (now Kaoma) in Barotseland, and to get there, he travelled by train from Capetown to Livingstone, where he stayed for a few days until his possessions arrived from his previous posting.  These were always referred to as"loads", and at this stage they already amounted to about 3,500 lbs.  He then went up-river by lorry to the end of the road at Katombora, some 50 miles from Livingstone.  This road had been created to by-pass the rapids. He then went by barge up the Zambesi to Mongu, the administrative capital of Barotseland, where he stayed for a few days, before walking the 140 miles to Mankoya, there being no roads.  One of his duties was to create a road across his District, as part of the road to be built between Lusaka, soon to be made the Capital of the country, and Mongu.

While in England, he had bought a car, to be delivered in bits for him to assemble - to those who knew him well, the very idea is laughable, for he was one of the most un-handy of men !


                            SS GRANTULLY CASTLE                                                   Grays

Essex

14 Sep 33

Mrs Clay,

Weston House,

Albury,

Surrey.

I have arrived on board with all my goods, but I find we don’t put in at Plymouth & the last post is just off.

Much love

G.


UNION CASTLE LINE

            SS GRANTULLY CASTLE

Sept: 19th 1933

My dear Mummy,

We get to Las Palmas sometime tomorrow so I must write & tell you how I am getting on. The boat pitched a good deal for the first three days & is now rolling a good deal as there is a big swell on.

A number of people have been ill, but I have survived so far.

This ship is much like the old Gloucester but a shade smaller. There are a number of people going to N.R. but nobody I knew before, & practically none of any interest at all! There is a plethora of children who seem to get up at some unearthly hour in the morning & a lot of crotchety old women & tough S. Africans.

We have a tote on the ship’s run each day & I was on the winning number today & won 12/6.

I did so enjoy all my leave & my time at home & it was so sweet of you & Daddy to give me such a lot of fun.

I haven’t been able to gather any news about where I’m going to, but I hear that Goodall is the new P.C. at Kasama – I believe he is very clever but considers the people under him as machines.

I have played bridge once & won 1/3 playing at 1d a 100.

After Las Palmas we go to Lobito & thence to Cape Town.

Very much love to you all

Your  v. Loving

G.


The SS Gloucester Castle, 8,006 tons, was built in1911 by Fairfield, Govan, Yard No 478 for the Union-Castle Mail Steamship Company.   It was this ship in which Gervas made his first voyage out to Africa in 1930.  On the 15th July 1942 whilst on a voyage from Liverpool to Table Bay with 12 passengers, 142 crew and six gunners, she was sunk by the German raider Michel off South West Africa. Captain H.H. Rose and 92 passengers and crew were killed. Two lifeboats containing 61 people were picked up by the raider and taken to Japan as prisoners, two of whom died in captivity.


UNION-CASTLE LINE

S.S. “GRANTULLY CASTLE”

Oct: 7th 1933

Recd Jan 23, 1934

My dear Mummy.

We are now in sight of Robbin Island (the old leper settlement) & reach Cape Town after dark tonight, so we shall not land till tomorrow. I hope to find out from the agent where I’m going but in any case you will have got a cable from me by the time this letter arrives.

We have had a’very enjoyable trip’& I have enjoyed it very much. I have played a good deal of bridge, but missed not having my nice partner to bid up to slams with!

My luck has been very good & I have won the sweep on the ships run 12 or 13 times, so that I have had very little expense. In the deck sports I won the bolster bar, beating a man in the final who had done the trip many times before & had never been beaten. I then challenged the winner of the third class bolster bar to the best of five falls & knocked him off three times running though he was a left-hander & I couldn’t protect myself against him. I also won the potato race, & the knockout auction Bridge competition in which I drew as partner a doctor’s wife.

We are now in the Cape rollers & the ship is rolling a good deal. I haven’t been ill at all though many people have been at one time or another.

There are a number of Northern Rhodesians on board & I have made friends with a fellow called Austin in the Treasury Department & his wife to whom he got married in N.R. just before going on leave.

There is also Dr Sandman & his wife going to Fort Jamieson & a D.C. called Hazel who is nearly always tight & rather Chamberlain-like!

I seem not to have got my signet ring, has it turned up at Weston, I wonder?

Much love to you all

Your v. Loving

G.


12 OCT 33

ZBH33SOL

K69 LIVINGSTONE RHODESIA 13 12 1105

LC CLAY 124 SHERE

PROCEEDING MONGU CANCEL SHIPMENT CAR IF POSSIBLE. WELL

CLAY


Tell Hugh and Walters my address.

By air

October 14th 1932.

recd Oct 30

Livingstone

My dear Mummy,

I arrived here safely to find the hottest time of the year & I have been here a week waiting for my stuff to arrive from Mpika so that I can take it up with me to Mongu by barge. I am hoping to go up on Wednesday 18th. It’s terribly hot here but I am staying with the chief secretary McKenzie Kennedy who is really more important than the Governor to a junior official. He has been exceedingly nice & kind to me.

It’s an awful nuisance about the car but otherwise I don’t mind going to Mongu, though I shall have to learn a new language called Sikololo. I believe I’m only to stay at Mongu till January or February when I go on to Balovale pronounced Balo-varley – you may remember my pronouncing it to you. Both districts are in Barotseland which is governed by the Paramount Chief Yeta & I gather that an official up there is much more of a political officer advising the sub-chiefs or Kutas as they are called. It will take me three weeks to get to Mongu by boat but I believe the trip is very interesting & that I shall get some very good shooting en route. You will find that letters take a very long time to arrive.

There have been a lot more retirements & most of the outstations are now one-man stations though I believe there will be someone over me when I go to Balovale – probably Waugh who is one year senior to me. Mongu is the administrative capital of Barotseland & is close to Lealui (Lay-are-loo-e) the chief’s capital.

There is a P.C. there – Palmer, who is retiring early next year, & a D.C. Wilkins, who is Irish & very nice indeed so everyone says. There is also a postal official & a magistrate’s clerk so what work I shall have to do I don’t at present see!

There is an enormous native population & no game at Mongu, though there is very good duck & snipe shooting their, I hear. Balovale is a good game district. Mongu is on the Zambesi & is very hot at this time of year. It is a very sandy place I believe & there are no roads.

From what the Chief Secretary says, I gather that it is quite a compliment to be sent to Barotse & the work is more difficult there, & that the junior men who have done well in N.E. on their last tour are all going to Barotse for this one. I expect I shall stay in Barotse for the whole of this tour (three years) but I might well get a district to myself before I come home on leave.

We had an appalling journey up in the train – at first too cold at night to sleep & next night too hot, & thick coating of red dust over everything. Wilkins is D.C. Livingstone now, so I have seen him & Mrs W. who has a semi-paralysed face as the result of a stroke.

On Sunday I went for a picnic on the Zambesi & we bathed at the top of the Victoria Falls in big pools. There is very little water going over the Falls at this time of year & it is particularly low this year. There is also a wonderful swimming bath in the Zambesi which is croc proof & I have bathed there twice.

Very much love to you all

Your v. Loving

G.


By air

Recd. 6.11.33

Friday 20th Oct. ‘33

Livingstone

My dear Mummy,

My kit from Mpika has still not put in an appearance, so I’m still here, but hoping to be off tomorrow. It will take me three weeks to get to Mongu so this will be the last letter you will get from me for some time. The weather here is a lot cooler the last day or two & I hope the rains will break soon, though it may be rather unpleasant in the barge going up, if it rains really heavily.

Yesterday the mail arrived here & I much hoped for a letter, but nothing came to the Secretariat except a lot of papers sent on by Daddy. I then went to the G.P.O. where I had to pay8d. for a bulky package which turned out to be a list of New College addresses re-directed by Daddy & under stamped & with no letter inside – a real sell.

Incidentally Daddy’s letter that I got at Cape Town cost me 6d as that was under stamped too!!

I hope you haven’t forgotten about the bookplates being made for me as I’m most anxious to have them.

Today I have been to tea with the Wickenses who were very nice. I was to have started this morning but found that my kit still hadn’t arrived. I hear that Peacock is down to be D.C. Senanga when he comes back & Phibbs D.C. Mankoya, so I hope I shall get a district too sometime soon! Peacock won’t get back from leave till next year.

I wonder if you managed to stop the shipment of my car. If you have will you try & sell it for me? I think you should get £110 for it. If it has already gone it will be a dead loss as I shall get little or nothing for it out here & there are no roads at Mongu!

Much love to you all

Your v. Loving

G.


Mongu

Thur Nov: 16th, 1933.

Recd Tues Dec 19 (not by air) 4 weeks 4 days

My dear Mummy,

I haven’t left myself much time for this letter I’m afraid as I have been in such a rush.

I’m sending you today a cable saying that I am to be sent to Mankoya as District Commissioner at the beginning of December!  So by the time you get this (D.V.) I shall be at Mankoya in charge of my first district.  Mankoya has usually, I believe, been a one-man station but at present & I hope permanently there is a cadet there too – name of Curtis.  I am to take over from one Stevens who is going on leave.

Though high up & healthy they say, & out of the appalling sand which prevails here & over most of Barotse, Mankoya has a very bad reputation for lions, especially man-eating lions.

Stevens was alone for a long time at Mankoya but the lions were so bad & he let them get so much on his nerves that they had to send Curtis to be with him!  However I hear that Curtis is a first-rate shot & very keen to get a lion, so we may have some fun & anyway I refuse to let them scare me after being at Luwingu & Mpika which were both bad lion places in theory.

Mankoya is a big district in area but small in population, & is a wonderful place for game they say.  I think I’m very lucky to be going there & am delighted at the prospect of having my own district.  At the moment there are two people of the year junior to me in charge of districts, but both are only temporary, whereas it looks as though mine were permanent though one can’t tell of course.

The present P.C. is Palmer but he leaves on retirement shortly & the new one, Stokes, has never been to Barotse before, but always up in North-East, so although I have never met him, he probably knows quite a lot about me, & anyhow we shall have a fairly similar outlook & I hope I shall do things in the way he likes & expects things done!

I had an excellent trip up here & it was very amusing & instructive.  I also got some good shooting & the new rifle was a great success.  I got 7 heads of Buck in 20 shots, & four of these shots were simple ’coup de grace’, so when I know it a little bit better, I ought to do some good execution.  Every buck I hit I got which was satisfactory & the rifle seems to be a very powerful one.  I got a reedbuck with the first shot out of the rifle, & then a Roan cow, a wildebeeste, a Roan bull, & 3 tsessebe.  Not having got my boy who knows how to take the skin off the heads, I shan’t be able to get them set up like my black lechwe, but the horns of the roan, wildebeeste & 1 tsessebe are quite good & I am keeping them.  Unfortunately there is foot & mouth in Barotse for the first time & no skins or heads can be exported at present, so they must wait.  Later on I shall hope to get red lechwe, which are common here, and send it home to get on the other side of the ’Old Boy’!!

This letter will probably arrive about Christmas so I will wish you all all the very best of good wishes & for the New Year.  I fear the Chinchewincheer will not materialise this year, but I hadn’t laid my hands on the address yet & I shan’t really be able to settle down & unpack until I get to Mankoya in a few weeks’ time.  So please tell everyone not to expect Chinches this year.  Also my Christmas presents will probably be late.  I hear airmmail is useless from here & in fact often takes longer, so I shan’t try it yet

Thank you very much for the books, papers, etc. & 2 v. Long letters from you & one from Daddy.  The one you forgot to address arrived with no delay at all & I don’t think you need have worried as I have often told you it would get to me with only Northern Rhodesia as an address!  They were such lovely long letters.

I just got caught by the rain in the barge before I got up here & now the rains have really set in & I don’t know how I shall get all my books tried to Mankoya when I moved.

Here I have been given an awful little house with almost no furniture but it doesn’t matter as I shall be off so soon.  Williams, the D.C., is out on tour & Thomas (F.M.) who is junior to me is running the office.  Personally I am just reading up everything I can lay my hands on about the Barotse method of government before going to Mankoya.  Taking over a district in N.E. would have been comparatively easy for me, but taking over one on this side where I know neither the language nor the method of administration won’t be nearly so easy.

My first job will be writing the annual report of the district in which I have just arrived & about which I know absolutely nothing!!

I will go into my journey up in greater detail next week & also describe Mongu to you which I can’t do now in detail.  It is on a hill 10 miles from the River with a flat plane on three sides & even the hill is sand!  I have been out snipe shooting twice on the plane which is beginning to flood & got a brace of snipe each time.

There are a few horses here (but none at Mankoya) so I hope to get an occasional ride though the foot & mouth restrictions are on, & the best mayor has just had a foal.

Mankoya will, I fear, be an even lonelier station than Luwingu, but I believe they are keen on people taking local leave.

Well I must stop now, best wishes to you all

Your v. Loving

G.


November 17th 1933 Mongu

Rec’d Dec. 4

Part air – two weeks three days

My dear Mummy,

Whether you will get this before the long letter I wrote you yesterday or not, I don’t know! There is an aerodrome here & the plane has arrived this morning & I’m able be able to persuade the pilot to take this letter & posted by airmail in Livingstone in which case you will get it comparatively quickly.

Mankoya, to which I go as D.C. next month, is off the Barotse plain & out of the sand area, though still in Barotseland. It used to be a one-man station but there’s a cadet there now called Curtis. It’s a very bad place for man-eating lion’s & the present D.C. there, Stevens, had a very bad time with them.

However it’s great luck getting a district so soon & I think I shall probably be at Mankoya in charge for a considerable time. The present P.C. here leaves on retirement next month, & the new man, Stokes, comes from North-East & has never been in Barotse before though I have never met him. Mankoya is about a hundred and 20 miles from Mongo I believe. 30 or 40 miles across the plane & the rest on higher ground through the forest. It’s a large but little populated area, a very good game district & not, I should imagine, a very busy place.

There are horses here in Mongo but none at Mankoya & no motor roads, so I shall probably have to try & sell my car. In the parts where there is sand (i.e..most of this district) one rides a horse or walks., In Mankoya one rides a motor- or push-bike. I may get a motor-bike from Stevens but don’t feel keen as I have never ridden one!

I believe the house at Mankoya is a very big one which will be nice.

I must stop in a hurry & hope to have caught the aeroplane. There is a big letter coming!

Your v. Loving

G.


Newspaper cuttings

Newspaper cuttings

These newspaper cuttings from THE TIMES newspaper were filed by Gerard Clay with the letters from his son, Gervas, who was then in Northern Rhodesia.

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NORTHERN RHODESIAN BUDGET

FROM OUR OWN CORRESPONDENT

BULAWAYO, Nov. 8

in the course of his Budget speech in the Legislative Council of Northern Rhodesia the Chief Secretary estimated the revenue from 1934 at £655,660 and the expenditure £705,325, a deficit of £47,665. He said that retrenchment had been carried beyond safety limits.

It is expected that the Governor and the officials of several administrative offices will be moved from Livingstone to Lusaka, the new capital of the territory, before the end of 1934.

 

Replying to Labour Party questions in the Australian parliament yesterday, Col White, the Minister of customs, denied that Japanese toys were being dumped into Australia. Japan, he said, bought three times as much from Australia as Australia from Japan.

 

THE TIMES, 9/11/1933

 

 

NORTHERN  RHODESIA

When the present financial year closes a decade will have passed since the colonial office took over Northern Rhodesia from the British South Africa Company. They have been years increasingly dominated by the fall in prices, and many promising schemes just had time to get started when the call for drastic economy went out. The territory was told that it could not look to London to help, and there has been no alternative but the dismissal of officials, who have everybody sympathy, and the suspension or slowing down of development. This policy has been a particularly unfortunate one for a colony in the position of Rhodesia. The future is open; even the boundaries of the colony and is orientation to the north-east or to the south-west are matters that have not yet settled themselves. In these early days decisions are being taken which are irrevocable and which determine the character of that future. Such decisions ought not to be governed by immediate and temporary considerations of finance.

A particular instance at the moment is the building of a new capital at Lusaka, where private benefactors have most usefully and fortunately stepped in. The pros and cons of moving the capital from Livingstone in the extreme south were carefully discussed for years after the colonial office took over the territory. The mining area is in the extreme north, and the capital obviously to be in reasonably close touch with it. The converging considerations in favour of a central capital, at a higher elevation than Livingstone, brought general conviction, and the building of Lusaka is now well begun. But it is principally to the Beit Trust that the colony owes it that for the next four years it is not crippled by interest charges. The Colonial Development Advisory Committee has also granted free interest for three years at 3 ½% on £130,000 for water and electric light. Thanks to these private and public concessions, the work at Lusaka is able to occupy the available white labour in the colony. The Governor, Sir Ronald Storrs, in his latest address to the Legislative Council, has been able to announce the extension of the aerial services, upon which so large and sparser territory must inevitably rely; and here again the colony is greatly indebted to the Beit Trust. He announced with pride that Northern Rhodesia continues to meet its necessities from its own resources, and that the situation is steadily improving, so that there are good grounds for thinking that the era of drastic retrenchment is passed.

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THE TIMES, 18/11/1933

 

 

TELEPHONE SERVICE WITH RHODESIA

OPENING ON MONDAY

The Postmaster-General announces that from Monday telephone service will be available with certain places in northern and southern Rhodesia, including Livingston, Broken Hill, Salisbury, and Bulawayo.

The hours of service will be from 8.45 a.m. to 12.45 p.m. each weekday. The charge for a three-minute call from London to northern Rhodesia will be £6  15s. And to southern Rhodesia £6  9s., The charges for each additional minute being £2  5s. and £2 3s. respectively.

 

THE TIMES, undated, but probably November, 1933


19331118 

Whitaker's Almanack, 1932.

Page 758 – the British Empire.

The trunk line of the Rhodesia railway system traverses northern Rhodesia from living stone to the Belgian Congo border. Zambezi, Kafue, Chambesi and other rivers are navigable for a considerable portion of their courses. There are 44 post offices, 18 of which are money order offices. A telegraph line exist alongside the railway line throughout its whole length in the territory; other lines connect Abercorn with the Nyasaland and Tanganyika systems and also Fort Jameson with Nyasaland . The construction of 600 miles of new pole route was completed in 1931. A central wireless station (long and short waves) has been erected at Broken Hill, and large district short-wave stations, all equipped for telegraph and telephone communications, have been installed at Livingstone, Mongu, Abercorn, Fort Jameson and Mpika. The administration of the territory is in the hands of a Governor appointed by the Crown, assisted by an Executive Council of five official members. There is a Legislative Council of 16 members, with the majority of official members. The seat of government is at Livingstone, near the Victoria Falls, on the Zambesi. The country is divided into nine provinces for fiscal and administrative purposes. The most important centres are Livingstone, Broken Hill, Fort Jameson, Lusaka, Mazabuka, Abercorn, Kaasama, Fort Rosebery, Ndola and Mongo-Lealui.

                                                                        1929 – 30.                     1930 – 31.

Revenue                                                          £672, 289                      £830,254

Expenditure                                                     £554, 527                      £704,986

Governor,

His Excellency Sir James Crawford Maxwell, K.C.M.G., K.B.E., M.D.(1927)

(and £1,000 duty allowance)                                                                  £3,000

Private Secretary and A.D.C., Capt. F.A.Hopkins, M.B.E.                             £630

Principal Assistant Chief Secretary, Maj E.A.T.Dutton, O.B.E.                    £1000

Attorney-General, Hon. F.Gordon Smith                                                     £1300

Treasurer and Commissioner of Taxes, Hon. C.H.Dobree, C.B.E.               £1200

Secretary for Native Affairs, Hon. J.M.Thomson                                          £1200

Director of Medical and Sanitary Services, Hon. P.H.Ward                           £1300

Judge of the High Court, (vacant).                                                              £1750

Director of Animal Health

           (and Acting Secretary for Agriculture), Hon. J.Smith                          £1200

Commandant, Northern Rhodesia Police

(and Chief Commissioner of Police), Lt-Col. E.G.Dickinson,                          £1200

 

Director of Surveys, Hon. W.G.Fairweather                                               £1,050

Secretary for Mines, A.C.Vivian, D.Sc.                                                          £1,000

Director of Public Works, F.A.Buckley                                                           £1,000

Comptroller of Customs, E.S.Marillier                                                          £1,000

Postmaster General, (vacant).                                                                    £1,000

Director of European Education, J.B.Clark                                                      £960

Director of Native Education, G.C.Latham                                                      £960

Auditor, J.B.Hewlett                                                                                        £960

Provincial Commissioners and Magistrates,

C.R.Rennie;

E.B.H.Goodall, M.B.E.;

C.R.B.Draper, M.B.E.;

H.G.Willis;

E.Sharpe;

R.H.Palmer;

C.F.Molineux;

J.W.Hinds;

A.W.M.S.Griffin, M.C.                                              (2) £1,100;   (7) £1,000

Trade Enquiry Office in London:-

The Commissioner,

32, Cockspur Street,

London, S.W.I.


NORTHERN RHODESIAN TAXATION

FROM OUR OWN CORRESPOMDENT

BULAWAYO, Nov. 21

A request by an elected member of the Northern Rhodesian Legislative Council for information in regard to the gazetted financial statement was met by the reply that information was refused, on the ground that an elected member was not entitled to it by right, this view was confirmed during a discussion in the Legislative Council. The elected members have now moved: –

This Council requests the Secretary of State for the Colonies to rule whether or not elected members are at all times entitled to information concerning gazetted financial statements.

The Government has withdrawn the Income-Tax Bill, promising to hold an enquiry into the whole field of taxation.

 

On the reverse:-

will shine tomorrow and birds will sing.”

It is known that Dr Sprague is prepared without delay to contribute to that “aroused and organised public opinion” which he believes to be the only defence against “drift into unrestrained inflation.” He has not refused invitations of “sound picture” operators, he will write, and he will speak in public. Those who know him know also that he will debate upon a plane above personal feeling in spite of the curious lack of consideration with which he – to say nothing of Mr Dean Aitchison – has been treated.

When the former adviser to the Bank of England was persuaded to join the service of his own country it was considered within the administration quite a “/,” since he “would bring us the dope about what those fellows over there are doing.” As a commentary upon this there is the Prof’s admission that since his return in July from the abortive economic conference

 

THE TIMES, 21 November, 1933


Mongu.

Nov: 22nd 1933

(not air) recd Dec 27 i.e. 5 weeks

My dear Mummy,

Two letters from you & Daddy this week – one by ordinary mail & one by our mail posted a week later. I don’t think as it only makes a week’s difference (& that may not be regularly so) that it’s worth using the airmail especially as it’s so much more expensive. I sent you a long wire that I was going to Mankoya as I found I could send 25 words for 14/7, so I made the best of it. Two or three days later I got your answer which had only taken 1½ days to come! Mankoya is at least 5 days journey from here, & therefore at least 5 days from the nearest Dr which is a pity. I start off about December 5, so I shan’t be here for Xmas.

Thank you very much for the “History of the War” by Winston Churchill, which is just what I was wanting. (You understamped it a lot though!)

I have been out snipe shooting here again & we had great fun & got 9 brace of snipe & 2½ brace of wild duck of which my share was three brace of snipe & a duck. The snipe are continuing to come in on the great plain below the hill, which will flood all over later on.

Now I must try & tell you something about my journey up here. I left Livingstone & motored out to a place called Katombora by lorry taking with me all the staff I had left Mpika which had arrived early that morning & which I had had no opportunity of looking at. The things I had brought out with me this time & the food supplies I had bought in Livingstone had gone on ahead the day before. It was very hot on the lorry & I was more than ready for some tea when I arrived, but the agent at Katombora simply took me down to the river, weighed all my loads & left me to my own devices about 5 o’clock. I had got a tent, etc., to take up with me, but I then had an appalling search for the things I wanted that night. As my boys had packed for me when I left Mpika and were not there with me, I hadn’t the faintest idea where anything was! I found the camp bed all right, & got out the new blankets from the box you & I packed them in. By that time the tent was up & the Cook I had temporarily engaged in Livingstone had produced some tea. It was getting task & I was suddenly beset by swarms of mosquitoes & realise that I hadn’t got out the mosquito net & in fact had no idea where it was! I feverishly[1] began to try & unlock my old uniform cases thinking it would be there, but though the keys turned in the locks, only one of the three would open, (I have since had to force the locks of the other two), & that hadn’t got the mosquito net in it. I was then nearly frantic with bites, & had no light but a candle & torch! However I bethought me of my tin Bath, opened it & to my great joy there was the net. I immediately got inside it in my bed & had it put up with me within & all was well. It wasn’t till 4 or 5 days later that I ran my sheets to ground! & In fact I went on finding things I wanted from day to day as we went along !!

Next morning I loaded up & started off up the Zambezi in a barge. The barges made of wood in planks, & is not a canoe at all. It held me & all my loads (weight about 3500 lbs) & my two new boys & about 18 paddlers & a messenger lent to me by Wickens. I found a good stack of books waiting for me at Livingstone which I had ordered through Walters so I had plenty to read. I also did a certain amount of fishing with a rod & tackle I bought in Livingstone, & I caught quite a number of Tiger fish of from 2 to 5 or 6 lbs & had a lot of fun out of it, for they fight very well indeed. I used spoon bait or a spinner & stood at the end of the barge as we went along. I also caught2 big bream which didn’t put up much of a fight, but were very good to eat. Tiger fish are very poor eating.

The country was very dull for the first two or three days with beds of papyrus on each side of the river, & the mainland a long way back. One morning early I saw a lot of game on the far bank of the river to my camp so I went out for an hour or two to try my new rifle. The first shot I had I slew a reedbuck, so was very pleased.

Next day I arrived at Sesheke, the first Boma since living stone & in Barotse land. It was in charge of P.D. Thomas who came out the year after I did, but in February Howe[2] goes there from Livingstone. I got there about 4 o’clock & spent the night there & went off about 12 next day. I got rather a shock as Thomas suggested I should put up a tent instead of putting me up himself exhibition mark

I must stop now as the post is going.

Much love to you all

Your v. Loving

G.

 

[1] Sic !

[2] G. Howe


Seed of Flamboyant tree

Mongu.

Nov: 30nd 1933

recd 2.1.34

My dear Mummy,

I am feeling rotten this morning with one of my usual sore throats. I saw the doctor about it yesterday, & he gave me some gargle but it was so sore in the night my eyes were streaming & I couldn’t get to sleep for a long time. I don’t suppose it will last long, but it’s the devil at present.

Best bit of news of the week is that I have heard from Passmore, the junior man at Luwingu, that four of my boys have started to come to me (the fifth were being ill with an abscess in his neck), so I am very pleased, & shall soon have my own nice cook & houseboy. I only hope that they will arrive here before I have started for Mankoya. I expect to leave next week. Please see that Ralph gets Mankoya spelt right[1], as he spelt Mongu as Mogue, & Luwingu wrong too when he first wrote their!! Please thank him & Ardie very much for their letters & also auntie Bridget for her’s & the nice book. I will write from Mankoya.

My wireless set is here, but one of the valves (the fourth & smallest) is broken. Watmore is sending it on, said that the of must have been wrong ever since the set came out, that the new wireless man had discovered it & put in a new one for the time being, & that they had then got America, Russia & England on the loudspeaker at more than gramophone strength. The Mpika wireless man also told Watmore that it was the best set he had ever handled!

My books are here, but as one case burst before it reached Livingstone, I don’t know how many I’ve lost: I haven’t unpacked them here.

I was most interested to hear that you had bought shares in Imperial Airways. I don’t advise you to stick to them. They paid 2 ½% only last year, if I remember right, & this year are opening up a new route which is bound to be expensive. It will be years before they make good profits, as they depend now on government subsidies. If I were you I should buy Gaumont British cinema shares – 10/– shares standing now at about 13 /6. They paid 7 ½% this year & will pay more next I’m sure. If you don’t like that, I should try Alsop’s brewery shares. They paid 10% last year & have got up a lot since, but they would still be a good buy. Think it over! No shares I have ever wanted to buy have gone down yet, & my latest tip is Gaumont British.

I went down during the week to visit the Paramount Chief & had lunch with him, but I will tell you about that later. I also went out snipe shooting & got 3 brace one day and 4½ another & had great fun.

Williams, the D.C., here has come back from tour & seems very nice & his wife very nice too, they are both young. Thomas, the D.O. here has now gone off to Kalabo, where he will be alone as D.C. for a few months. He is a year my junior.

During the week I have taken 3 cases, & two of the accused pleaded not guilty which is unusual. The police superintendent here, a nice young fellow called Bush, prosecuted them before me – which is a new experience to me & a bit frustrating at first. The second case was for ‘obtaining money by false pretenses ’. The man pleaded not guilty, but I found him guilty & sentenced him to 3 months with hard labour. He then said he wanted to appeal. However later on when I asked him on what grounds he wished to appeal, he said he now didn’t want to. I sent the case record across for immediate review by the P.C. however & he wrote back that he quite agreed with the finding. I have never had an appeal against my judgements before!

I was telling you last week about my journey up. I didn’t care for Sesheke much, the first Boma I came to, nor for the D.C., another Thomas (P.D.), junior to me & in charge temporarily. He made me put up a tent there instead of offering to put me up in his house, which I thought very odd & especially as I had brought him a shoulder of reedbuck.

I left next morning & went on up the river. For about 4 days I saw nothing very interesting; I read Thackeray most of the day. Then I got into game country again, & went out one evening & shot a cow Roan Antelope. Next morning about five top 30 I was routed out with the news that there was game about ¾ mile away. I went off & came on 2 wildebeeste (pronouncedwildy-beast); I had a shot at a little over a hundred yards & they both rushed off. One suddenly stopped, pawed the ground a bit & fell down dead. It was a big one with a very long tail, which I have had made into a fly switch. They are ridiculous animals & always make me laugh. They are quite small, like little buffaloes, & goat tearing along, snuffling & scampering, & tossing their head low to the ground!

I also saw some Impala – very pretty delicate little buck – but missed. At Sioma I changed barges & went to see the waterfall which is quite a good one but not a patch on the Victoria Falls of course.

Almost every night I slept in the camps which the Governor had used on his way down the river. After leaving Sioma I went off shooting again and after a long walk had a shot at a zebra but missed. I went on & saw a big herd of wildebeeste a long way off. I decided that even if I did get one it would be too far off & take too long to get to the boat, so I turned back towards the River & within a hundred yards of turning back, put up a Roan bull & shot it through the neck (intentionally), crashing it to the ground. A great bit of luck & quite a fair head.

Later on I ran into herd of tsessebe & shot 3 of them, as it was the last chance of shooting I should get on the River. The first was a young bull, the second a very nice bull with a good head, & the third and old cow with one-horned broken off. That was the last bit of shooting I got – every buck I hit on the way up, I accounted for, which was satisfactory & shows the rifle is hard-hitting. Will you ask Daddy to order from Holland a sling (rifle sling) from my .375 – I can’t think why they didn’t send me one, also a bristle brush for my shot gun to fit onto the cleaning rod, & 300 rounds of ammunition for my .375 (250 rounds of soft nose & 50 rounds of solid). The soft ones should be the middleweight, & the solid, the heaviest possible. Mankoya is supposed to be a marvellous game district. I expect you have realised that it will be even lonelier than Luwingu as there are no roads in this province. No doctor has been there for about 10 years, & no P.C. for the last2 or 3 years.

Well, I must stop.

Much love to you all

your v. loving

G.

 

[1] Ralph was Gervas’s brother, a year younger, and dyslexic – though that word had not yet been invented.


Mongu.

Sunday December 3nrd 1933

recd Jan 9th Tuesday (5 weeks)

My dear Mummy,

I leave here for Mankoya on Tuesday, so I thought I would write tonight & leave the letter here to go with the mail on Thursday. Even so you will probably not get a letter for a fortnight after this – possibly more, to allow for the time spent getting to Mankoya. I shall probably be a little more than a week getting there, as I have got to walk the whole way – 125 miles, through heavy sand for a considerable part of the distance!! I believe a lot of the country on the way is very wild indeed – however, I shall soon know for certain!

I have not yet decided what to do about the car which should be at Abercorn by now (I have heard from Kitchin that it was on Lake Tanganyika). He tells me that it is most unlikely that I shall be able to sell it in this country which leaves me with the alternative either of touring it till I want it or of trying to get it to Mankoya. There is a survey.route for a proposed road from Mongu to Lusaka passing through Mankoya & if, as seems likely, I have a number of prisoners in jail for tax default, I might utilise the prison Labour for making the road & a car would be invaluable. Whether that will be feasible & whether I could get the car to Mankoya I don’t yet know of course – I must wait till I get there, but it seems a scheme worth going into, & it would no doubt do me a lot of good if I could get even part of such a road actually constructed.

Curtis, the Cadet at Mankoya, was sent there because Stevens’s (whose place I am taking) nerves had rather gone to pieces with the loneliness of the place. As it has always previously been a one-man station, I rather doubt if Curtis will be allowed to remain there long after Stevens has gone, & further I doubt if I should be justified in not proposing that he should be moved elsewhere, if I find there is not enough work for two people there. Again I must wait & see.

As you know I had not imagined I was likely to be given a district of my own just yet, though I had hoped with luck to get one before the end of this tour. It’s a funny business getting on quicker than ones own ambition, & I haven’t as yet quite settled down to the idea of being in charge of a district, though naturally I’m much looking forward to it. The great trouble will be the loneliness of the place, but I ought to be used to that, though I suppose the more one has of it the worse it becomes.

I don’t know, of course, what Stokes’s ideas are about his staff movements & I doubt if he has got any yet, but I should think I might easily be shifted to Senanga after a year or 18 months.

I have spent my time here trying to read up all the gazettes & instructions etc. which have come out while I was on leave, & also all I could lay hands on about the type of administration in Barotse land, which differs very much indeed from that in north-east. For example I have no jurisdiction to hear cases where the maximum penalty is less than six months, as they are tried by the native Khotlas (KHOTLA) & there is no right of appeal against their judgements & no review as there is in the rest of northern Rhodesia, & as they are proposing to have here. There will be a good deal for me to pick up at Mankoya, though I have got hold of a lot here.

I must now go back to my journey up river to Mongu & try & get up-to-date before I set off for Mankoya. I think I described in my last letter how I had shot 3 tsessebe from one herd. The next day I got to Senanga, which is a new station built in 1931 to take the place of Nalolo, which was very unhealthy & has ceased to exist as a Boma. Senanga is on a very nice site, on a high piece of land looking down the stretch of the Zambesi. It is still a good deal in the rough & has all the disadvantages of a new station – for example there are as yet no fruit bearing trees & Facey , the D.C., was suffering from a bad rash through drinking Kaffir Orange[1] juice (silly ass)! You will see his seniority on the list I left at home. He goes on leave about March or April & his place will be taken (according to present arrangements) by Phibbs (a contemporary of mine). I think it’s quite possible that in 18 months Phibbs & I might change places.

Senanga is supposed to be a two-man station though at present owing to shortage of staff Facey is alone there. He seemed quite a nice fellow but he does stupid things I hear, & I shouldn’t think we’ll do much good later on. He was very kind to me & put me up for the night & I started off on the last & most uneventful bit of the journey next morning. I got some very good Tiger fishing between Senanga & Mongu. The day before disembarking I went to see the MORENA MUKWAI, who is a very important Royal native woman, the aunt of the present Paramount Chief, the elder sister of the late Paramount Chief Lewanika & an old woman now of over a hundred. She’s one of the very few (4 or 5) natives in the country with whom one shakes hands[2] & I went to her house & had a cup of tea (ugh!) With her. I talk to her through her prime minister who had been to school in England about 1900, but she was too old to have much to say & was glad when I went, I expect. She is tremendously stout though as she supposed still to be wearing the first petticoat she ever possessed underneath all the others, one is a little doubtful how much of her stoutness is due to close!

She was a very formidable lady in the earlier days, & before white men came into the country, she used to choose her husband’s & throw them into the river to the crocs when she was sick of them! Even now she wields a good deal of power. The smell in her house was awful & I should think the sanitary arrangements were very limited to say the least of it. I was more than glad to get away, though I wanted to see the old lady!

I had to walk the last 10 miles from the river into Mongu, as owing to foot-and-mouth disease locally they were unable to send a horse to meet me! It was a long trail & I was glad to get in. I’m went to the office & found Thomas (F.M.) junior to me by a year, with whom I stayed & who has recently gone off to Kalabo. Williams, the D.C., was then out on tour, but has since come in with his wife & I like them both very much. They are both very Irish. He was in the secretariat in Livingstone at the beginning of this year for a time & also in the secretary for native affairs office, so I imagine is looked upon as promising at least. The present P.C.Palmer has been all his time in Barotse land practically & goes on leave pending retirement this month. He has gotten enormously stout heavy -looking wife who is nice but dull. He is a pedantic fellow in some ways, but of no great importance to me personally as he is just off.

I must say the population of Mongu at the moment strikes me as very dim to say the least of it, but with the new.C. & Dr arriving shortly things will probably cheer up. Anyhow as I shall be out at Mankoya that won’t matter much to me.

My cold & sore throat has now disappeared almost entirely, largely due to 2 days starvation!

Well I must stop & go to bed – perhaps I may be able to add to this before I go off. Good night!

 

Tuesday morning Dec. 5th, 1933

just off. By great stroke of luck my 4 nice boys from Luwingu have just arrived, so they will be able to go with me to Mankoya.

Much love to you all

Your v. Loving

G. 

 

[1] Strychnos spinosa, Kaffir Orange  – an edible member of the strychnine-producing genus. A strange fruit, about the size and shape of a small cannonball. It is considered good to eat, but the seeds are extremely poisonous. The shell is too hard to cut with a knife; it requires a sharp blow of a hatchet to open it. It has a singularly spicy aroma and sweet flavour.

[2] From the Memoirs of Sir Roland Storrs, Governor of Northern Rhodesia  when G. was writing :-

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...after twenty-eight years' service in the Near and Middle East, I found myself promoted to the rule of a million and a half blacks, of whom one only, the Paramount Chief of Barotseland, could have his hand shaken by a white. I did not dispute that protocol, but found the contrast, after lands where you gave your hand to and shared the food of the poorest Bedu camel-driver (or his eyes wondered where you had been bred) almost overwhelmingly disagreeable.

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Mankoya.

Sunday December 14th 1933

recd Jan 23th 1934

My dear Mummy,

I have just arrived at Mankoya 2 days ago & have had a very busy time taking over the station from Stevens. He is off today but hasn’t gone yet as there is a terrific thunderstorm coming up at the moment.

I have got a first rate house here – much too big for me & with a very nice view out over the Luena River Valley – a wide expanse of green with clumps of trees scattered about over it.

The office is an awful little place, & the second house where Curtis the cadet lives, & which used to be the D.C.’s house, is a pretty poor place to. I like Curtis very much & he was at Trinity & I met him once when having lunch with Bowker (who was at Furzie[1], you will remember). He took law at Oxford & got a second & is about two years younger than I am I should think & very fine shot.

I like the look of this place very much indeed, but I haven’t had time to look around properly yet. I had a simply awful trip to Mankoya from Mongu; rain, rain, rain, & sand almost all day, slipping & slithering about & with a very badly swollen left knee – swollen at the back for some reason. I think the muscle behind the knee must have slipped down a bit. It got very stiff at night & had to be ’walked off’ each morning, & 18 miles a day with a dicky knee was no joke at all. I was more than thankful to get in here. I left my big boxes of books atMongu till I can send steel boxes for them.

Don’t forget to let me know if my signet ring has turned up, & all about the bookplates.

You never told me that Andrews, the housemaid, was leaving you. Why has she gone?

I shall be better able to tell you all about this place when I’ve had a good look round.

I find I never sent off “posted” the letter I wrote to you on the boat!

Much love to you all

Your v. Loving

G.

 

[1] Furzie Close, Gervas’s  preparatory school


MANKOYA

Barotse land

NORTHERN RHODESIA

Sunday December 18th 1933

recd Jan 30th 1934

My dear Mummy,

Having found a nice little portable typewriter in the office here I have snooped it so that you and Daddy will no longer be able to say that you can’t read my handwriting! Unfortunately it has several disadvantages from my point of view – for example I can’t cover up my spelling mistakes by making them illegible, also it will take longer at present for me to write my letters, and finally they would appear to be much shorter. However there are some advantages besides the fact that you won’t have to strain your eyes trying to read them – I shall become a good deal more rapid at typing! (I wish there was a proper exclamation mark!).

I think I might begin this week, as there are still several days before the mail goes, by getting up to date with my news and telling you various things of interest that happened before I left Mongu to come here. First of all there is the visit I paid to the Paramount Chief Yeta III at his Capital at Lealui.

I went down one day with the P.C. (Palmer) and Thomas.  Usually officials ride over on horse-back, but owing to this blooming foot and mouth disease no movements of livestock are allowed, so Palmer wrote over[1] and asked Yeta to send over his car for us.  A new Ford Nine duly turned up[2], complete with chauffeur in swagger uniform, and we set off across the plain to Lealui which is about 13 miles from Mongu. This plain is completely flooded in the rains owing to the Zambesi overflowing its banks.

We arrived at Lealui in due course and rather before the Chief was ready for us. He and old Palmer are old friends as before he became Paramount Chief he was a chief in the Sesheke district and Palmer was his D.C.  Also Palmer has spent all his time in Barotse.

Yeta is a man of about 60 with a little fringe appeared round his chin. We all shook hands with him[3] and sat down facing him in his house. Then the Moyo (Queen) came in and we all got up and shook hands with her.  She was a really fine looking woman of about 35 – 40, I should think, with one of the ‘nicest’ faces I have ever seen, white or black.  She seemed to be a very intelligent woman and probably has more brains than old Yeta.  He has two other official wives, I believe, but they do not put in an appearance.  The Moyo asked very nicely for Mrs Palmer, and Palmer asked for her two children who are at school.  The Moyo was dressed in what looked just like an old crinoline, of very pale mauve staff with lace in front and a lace collar which stuck up behind her neck.  I gather that as a matter-of-fact the dresses she and the other Barotse women wear are not crinolines at all but look like them because they have got so many other dresses and petticoats underneath.

Yeta himself was dressed in a grey lounge suit and looked very smart. He offered us cigarettes and I was fool enough to take one – it was awful!  We also had tea and talked to him a lot.  I kept the ball rolling by talking to him about North East Rhodesia and also about my voyage home by air.  He was most interested.  All the conversations were conducted through to interpreters, and his prime minister was also present.  He is a real constitutional monarch and all the laws, etc.  have to be passed through his Khotla, which also tries all minor cases with right of appeal to Yeta himself.  After several hours conversation, we went and had a wash and then had lunch with Yeta and the Moyo. The Ngambela (prime minister) and interpreters were in the room while we ate but were not allowed to sit at the table.  They had the same food, that we had, brought to them and had to eat it sitting on the floor.  The food was very good only there was far too much of it – six or seven courses. The room we had it in was a dining-hall of native workmanship, made of mats and woven bark and most beautifully proportioned.

After lunch we had some more talk and the Chief asked for advice on several points and I was once able to make a suggestion which pleased Palmer.  On the way home in the car Palmer rounded on Thomas for not talking more and said how pleased he was that I had helped to keep the conversation going!

When I got here (Mankoya) I found that really charming clock waiting for me and I am so grateful for it.  As you know it was just exactly what I wanted. Thank you very much for it.

I was most amused to hear today that Norman Price, who came out with me and who you will remember rang me up about two days before I sailed, has just got married!  When he talked to me on the telephone he asked me if I was getting married, and when I asked him, he answered ‘Good Lord, no!’  Apparently he was married three days before we sailed.

I got your letter by air mail from the Isle of Man today (Tuesday) it was sent off on November 7th, so has taken over five weeks. You will be amused to hear that Curtis, the Cadet here, is one of the Curtis nephews of Jane Thornewill[4] that she mentioned in her letter which you sent on to me about her conversation with Lady Storrs (late Mrs Henry Clowes[5]). He says he has never seen her as a matter-of-fact, and is a great nephew of course, but he knows the Moretons. Rather a coincident!.

I think I told you what a rotten journey I had here. My knee has by now quite recovered which is a good thing. The only bit of shooting I got on the way here was at Wildebeeste and I managed to shoot one with my new rifle.

I think I’m going to like this place and anyway it is quite thrilling to have my own district and be in charge of everything. Unfortunately there is no golf course here and no tennis court which is a great pity as Curtis has a full blue for real tennis and I gather is pretty useful at lawn tennis too. He seems to be extraordinarily nice and I feel sure we shall get on very well together. I think we shall have to see what we can do in the way of making a golf course and tennis court.

At present I’m spending all my time reading up everything in the office and Curtis is writing the annual report, as he knows the district pretty well and I shall just go over it and revise it before it is typed.

Stevens had a man called Cambell staying with him and he is now staying with Curtis. He is rather of the same type as Bredin was at Luwingu – an old recruiter. He is very fat, an excellent shot and an amusing fellow – a distinct asset in such an out of the way place as this. There is also a man who keeps a store here called Brough who has been here for many years.

My house is most palatial and has got a complete visitors’ suite which I don’t suppose will be used much. The house was built in 1929 and is thus very up-to-date though a bungalow of course. It looks out onto the valley of the Luena river – at this time of year a wide expanse of green broken by large wooded ant heaps. At the back, the land slopes down to another valley but further away out of sight. 200 yards away and facing the same direction is a guesthouse in which lives Cambell, and another hundred yards further on is Curtis’s house. The ground immediately in front of the house is very broken and there are a number of springs of water there. The water is a curious blue colour and I intend to get it analysed if possible, although of course we always boil it. There has been a tremendous lot of rain lately and the river is now flowing which it hardly does at the end of the dry season. We get excellent fresh fish here several times a week which is a great joy.

This evening we have been out shooting the green pigeons which have just come in, in flocks. There are also spur-wing and knob-nose and pygmy geese to be found on the river.

Well, I think that must do for this week or I shan’t have anything to tell you about next week!

Very much love to you all

your very loving

G.

 

[Attached newspaper cutting]

Sir Ronald Storrs

The health of Sir Ronald Storrs has always belied his robust exterior. Now it seems likely to deprive the Colonial Office of one of its most versatile officials. Only by rigid asceticism – he is a non-smoker, a teetotaller, and, as a rule, an unwilling vegetarian – has he managed hitherto to pursue his career.

This started in Egypt, where Lord Kitchener found his talents as a linguist and a collector equally valuable. I have been told that Lord Duveen once offered him a partnership. Admittedly he is a first-rate authority and buys and time and Saracenic art.

Sir Ronald is a cousin of Lord Brownlow.

 

[1] This throw-away line, “so Palmer wrote over”.  Palmer wrote a letter, which was then taken by runner the 13 miles to Lealui.

[2] Another throw-away line !  While in England on leave, Gervas had ordered a car  to be sent out to him.  But Barotseland had “no rads”.  So HOW had the Paramount Chief’s car been delivered ?

[3] Gervas also fails to mention “kandalela”.  The huts are all of grass.  Huts are surrounded by a grass palisade, with an entrance on a sort of spiral arrangement, so that one is not able to look straight into the courtyard..  So the custom then was that, rather than trying to knock on a non-existent door, a visitor would kneel down outside the entrance, and clap gently a few times.  They would then rise, enter the compound, and kneel down again just inside, and kandalela again.  The Paramount Chief’s “Palace” had three palisades, one inside the other, with the entrances offset.  The kandalela performance is repeated at each entrance; thus the Paramount Chief has plenty of notice. There was usually a “flunkey” stationed at the first entrance, who would do all the kandalela-ing necessary for “important” visitors, such as  Palmer.

[4] Gervas’s mother was a Thornewill.  Curiously, Jane (born Q3 in Hanover Square) was at school with Gervas’s as yet unmet bride-to-be.

[5] Sir Ronald Henry Amherst Storrs KCMG CBE married Louisa Lucy nee Littleton, in St. George’s Hanover Sq, London, in Q3, 1923.  She was divorced from Henry Arthur.Clowes, whom she married in  Lichfield, in Q3, 1899.  Storrs was born in Bury St. Edmunds, 19 November 1881 and died in Chelsea,  1 November 1955, aged 73.  She was born in  Chelsea, 18 Aug, 1876, and died in Hastings in Q2, 1970.


MANKOYA

Jan 4 1934

recd (by air ) Feb 13

5 weeks & 9 days

My dear Mummy,

just a line as I am truly desperately busy. I started a bad go of fever on Xmas day and ran a temp: of 105. I’m now better though not too strong yet and have to take care not to overdo things. This is difficult as Curtis is in bed with Quincy – he is now better and gets up tomorrow. There is a great rush as a result so you must forgive this line as I have no time for more. I’m taking all due care and we’ve got the trained nurse from the Mission to look after us. Will write fully next week – don’t worry I’m alright now

your v loving

G.

 

[Attached newspaper cutting]

Sir Hubert Young

The appointment of Major Sir Hubert Young as Governor of Northern Rhodesia, in place of Sir Ronald Storrs (whose resignation was caused by illness), is in keeping with the distinguished traditions of his family, which made a great name in India and especially in the Punjab.

Sir Hubert was largely identified with post-war policy in the Middle East, and fought hard for a liberal attitude towards Iraq, where for a short time in 1932 he was British Minister. He leaves the Governorship of Nyasaland for that of Northern Rhodesia.


MANKOYA

Jan 9th 1934

recd Feb 12 (by air )

4 weeks & 6 days

My dear Mummy,

Here I am again quite recovered from my goal of fever and as a matter-of-fact feeling a good deal better in myself than I have felt for a good many months.

I woke up on the morning of Xmas day about 6 am with a very painful shoulder which I put down to rheumatism. It got worse as the day went on and was almost unbearable at times. In the evening it was quite a lot better and Brough the trader (a dreadful old man) came up with Cambell and Curtis for a sundowner and Xmas dinner. As we were having a sundowner I began to feel very cold and asked the others if they were not feeling cold too. I said no more and we went in to dinner. We started office some caviar but after that I could eat nothing and suddenly realise that I had got attention by the feeling behind my eyes. I bib it then began to shiver and shake all over and made the bed. My teeth were chattering to an amazing extent and I felt frozen with cold. I got to bed an old Campbell was most kind and came and nursed me. He piled the bed with 6 blankets and a greatcoat and dressing gown and even then I felt cold, so he fetched a kaross of leopard skins and put that on to but I still felt cold. While he was away I took my temperature and got a bit of a shock when I read the thermometer as saying 106.

Next morning I looked at the thermometer again and found that I had mis-read it and that it was only 105. After lying shivering for about half an hour or more I began at last to get warm and at last – blistered relief – to sweat. I sweated and sweated for some time and then rolled out of bed and change my pyjamas with the help of Campbell and put on clean ones and felt much better. Next I was practically all right again, but the pains in my shoulders persisted for several days and I was of course very weak. When I finally got up I found I couldn’t walk without my heart palpitating like anything and I was carriage the office for three or four days. No doubt this was the result of first 30 and then 20 grains of quinine a day. However I am now entirely recovered, thank heavens.

Two days after I began Curtis fell sick with bad earache and very swollen and inflamed tonsils. He ran a high temperature for three or four days and then we got anxious and Cambell wrote to the mission at Luampa 35 miles away and asked if the nurse there could come over and stay here for a bit and look after him. They at once sent Miss Burgess, a very efficient little Scotch woman, over which was a great relief as the nearest Doctor is eight days away at Mongu.

You can imagine now what a desolate and lonely place Mankoya is and that it is one of the least important districts in the country. As a matter-of-fact it is much the same size as Mpika both in area and population. It is actually the third largest district in northern Rhodesia and has a population now of close on 40,000 natives. They say there are 13 different languages spoken in the district so you can imagine that there is a real mix up of tribes. I think I shall have to learn Sikololo although Sinkoya, which is the commonest time in the district, is very much more like Chiwemba. HoweverSikololo would be more useful over a very much larger area, and in fact if I knew Chiwemba and Sikololo I could probably make myself understood all over northern Rhodesia.

At present I’m concentrating on getting off the annual report and all the various returns connected with the end of the year, and when they have all gone I shall begin to think of the language.

I will now try and answer your and Daddy’s questions about Mankoya, etc. Tell Daddy I will try and beg, borrow or steal some photos of Mankoya and if the very worst came to the very worst I might screw up enough energy should take some myself and send them to be developed. There is no increase in pay, and in fact in the provincial administration there is no special increase beyond the usual annual increment. About the car – I have written to Smith and Kitchin and asked them if they would be able or willing to exchange my Austin 10 for an Austin seven which would be more likely to be useful to me here. If they agree they are to send it down to Livingstone and I shall then send down carriers to carry it up here. Of course if it arrives out of order or goes wrong I shall be comparatively helpless!

Shooting, as I think I have already told you, should be very good though this is the wrong time of year. At any rate it is the best district in Barotse land full game according to common report and also one of the best in Northern Rhodesia.

Letters come here by way of Mongu in all cases even airmail letters. The latter should be directed ‘via Broken Hill’, otherwise they might go via Mpika which would delay them. There is a possibility that when the capital is moved to Lusaka the mails for Mong will go there via Mankoya, and one of my jobs as soon as the rains are over will be making an aerodrome on a plane [sic] a few miles from I have been out once to look at the plain and it looks ideal – the only question is whether it will flood later on. The fact that I was at Mpika and had quite a lot to do with the aerodrome there is going to be very useful to me.

 Mongu is roughly hundred and 26 miles from Mankoya. I doubt if this place is anything like as healthy as it is made out to be. I should be inclined to think it is only healthy in comparison with the rest of Barotse land and is not a patch on North-East. There are wells or rather springs just below my house the number of pools which must be breeding places from mosquitoes and I’m thinking out an extensive drainage scheme.

The explanation of my being sent here instead of Phibbs is that when they wanted Phibbs to come here they found that he had only just gone on leave and as I had already got back I stepped into his place. He used to go to Senanga I hear.

There is no Dr in the district and the nearest is at Mongu which is pretty hopeless. The last time a doctor visited Mankoya was in 1929 !!  However a new doctor called Gilbert has just arrived atMongu and I have met him at Mpika and liked him (though he never wears a hat – mad dash) so I may be able to persuade him to pay us a visit.

I have just heard from Clough at Luwingu that the nice boy of mine who could not come to me because of a sore or abscess on his face has seen the doctor there who says his trouble is tubercular and that he has very small hope of recovery. I have sent him a present of a pound but I feel very sad about him. He was a son of the head messenger and a particularly strong -looking boy.

Curtis is worse again with a very sore throat and earache.

Must stop now. With much love to you all

Your v loving

Gervas Clay   


MANKOYA

Jan 24th 1934

recd Mar 6th

(post ) 5 weeks & 5 days

My dear Mummy,

Thank Heavens tomorrow I shall get off the annual report by the mail and then shall have a great deal less to do. Curtis is quite recovered by now and is back in the office. The doctor wrote to say that he was not able to leave Mongu, but that Curtis was to go as soon as possible to Livingstone to have his tonsils removed and then to take three weeks local leave at Cape Town before coming back. We are now waiting to hear from the D.C. Sesheke if it is possible for him to go down to the end of the railway made by the Zambesi sawmills company and get a train from there for the last hundred miles into Livingstone. It will take him about eight days to get there but that would be much quicker than going by way of Mongu. Cambell will also go down with him probably in the hopes of getting a job and will then come back with him when he returns if he can’t get one. I shall therefore be left alone with the exception of Brough at the store here and he is such a dreadful old man that I haven’t the least wish to see him. As soon as Curtis and Cambell go off I shall go out on tour and leave the station in charge of the native clerk. I haven’t yet decided where I shall go to – possibly up to the northern boundary on the Dongwe River or more probably to the western boundary by Mwanambuyu and back by way of the mission at Luampa.  This mission is non-conformist and the men there have not been ordained. They allow natives to give the communion which I must say I think is pretty awful. Several of them are Americans.

We went out tonight with the shot guns and were lucky enough to run into a small pack of guinea-fowl and Cambell got one and I got two – all sitting in trees to which they had been driven by the dogs (not mine) – so tomorrow we shall have a jolly good feed.

I was most awfully delighted to hear that Ralph had got Melsom’s job and that the latter had been sent off to the London office. I hope next week I shall get a chance of writing some of the many letters I owe all round. I was sent back my cheque today by the man who supplies the chincharinchees, as he said my letter had arrived too late to catch the Xmas mail which is a pity but can’t be helped.

Tell Daddy that the rifle I’ve got is quite heavy enough for a lion but that I’ve not heard one yet though one man has been killed recently and a good many cattle taken in the district but none very near here. A tsessebe (more often spelt sassaby) is a buck rather like a hartebeeste with an interesting horns which are rather half-moon -shaped on each side of its head. The Sikololo for this buck is sebi-sebi – hence the name. I shouldn’t think it was necessary to put Barotse land on letters but it might conceivably save time. Mankoya is pronounced man-coy-er. I told you that I had got four of my old boys back to my great joy but I don’t think it’s going to be possible to get my dogs down and anyway I hear that the dog puppy is dead. I have not heard any more about the car but I’m hoping to get it here eventually. I can’t think of any more news. Much love

G.


MANKOYA

JANUARY 31st 1934.

recd Mar 5th

4 weeks & 5 days

My dear Mummy,                                                    by air

Having got rid of that annual report we have had a much easier week except that the Boma has been invaded by swarms of locusts hoppers. Being able to make a good many of the changes that I had in mind, for example I have completely altered the filing system. It’s certainly very pleasant to be able to alter anything that I think can be improved instead of having to learn new ways which are less good.

I think that I told you that Stokes the new P.C. had written that Curtis was to go down to living stone to have his tonsils out. I have this evening heard from Howe who is now D.C. Sesheke about the new route so that Curtis will start off as soon as it is possible to get carriers for him. Cambell goes with him in the hopes of getting a job. I don’t think that he is much chance so Hill property come back with Curtis in due course. At any rate I hope you will as he is very amusing and cheers things up a lot. I shall try and get out on tour as soon after they leave as possible but there is a witchcraft case coming off in which a woman was forced to plunge her hand into boiling water to prove her innocence, and I shall have to try that before I can go off. I have taken one inquest this week into the death of a man who was caught by lions and eaten and there is another one pending.

That last line was a bit drunk, which might be due (but isn’t) to the fact that I’ve just received a case of beer from Livingstone – Bass, I’m glad to say, though the price was awful – nearly £5 for 90 bottles and that doesn’t include carriage (another £1) and then they are only the nip size. However they are worth it!!!

I got such an exciting parcel from Fortnum and Mason over which we all slave and in turn as I undid it. It turned out to be from those good Wellouses, and was full of delicacies which as I haven’t yet eaten them has already brought on another slaving fit!!

I was so amused by your letter written just after Xmas and all your fun and jokes. I shall certainly take my next leave in the winter and not in the summer if I can.

I’m giving up all hopes of getting my dogs up here and am wiring to the people keeping them to keep them permanently if they will.

Will you please ask Daddy, as soon as you and he had been repaid the money I owe you, if you will buy from me and put down three dozen bottles of Bollinger 1928 champagne, which I see is now on sale and is said to be something very unusually good.

I’ve now got all my books with me again and though a number of them are damaged, fortunately they’re are not the best ones.

Yesterday Curtis and I went out in the evening with shotguns and he got a snipe and we saw spur-wing geese and duck but did not get them. This was quite close to the Boma.

I am so much enjoying the Marlborough book Daddy sent me for Xmas.

Just before I left home you sent off a pair of my shoes to be mended. I wonder if they ever came back safely?

Much love

G.


Thank Ralph very much for the ex Caviare, I will write to him soon.

MANKOYA

Feb: 7th 1934.

recd 12-3 33 [sic]

By Air 4 weeks & 5 days

My dear Mummy,                                                    by air

The great piece of news this week I imagine you will already have seen. Both the governor and chief secretary have resigned on the grounds of ill-health. Of course I’m wondering very much who will be the new ones, but I haven’t heard even a rumour yet, though there are many about why Storrs has gone, and all discreditable between ourselves.

Curtis and Campbell left yesterday for living stone, so I am alone once more except for the old gone-native horror Brough who has got a store a mile away and is more alive than dead.

As soon as I can I’m going out on tour, but just at the moment I’ve got two cases pending. I think I told you of the first which is a witchcraft case, in which a woman avers that she was compelled to put her hand in boiling water to prove that she was not a thief and that she did so twice but was not burnt at all. The other will probably be a much more difficult case, as it concerns a messenger who admits that he has taken bribes to settle a case. As the case in question was settled by me and as I found the accused guilty because they pleaded guilty, there will be several ramifications. There is really very little news, though I have no doubt you will have several questions to ask when you get my first letters from here. Curtis, Campbell and I used to play three-handed bridge almost every night and much regretted that we hadn’t got a fourth. I imagine that Curtis will be away for at least two months – I am not really expecting him back before the middle of April.

Stokes, P.C., has promised to try and visit us during the year. Howe, who was once at Luwingu and who I have met both in N.E. and lately in living stone is now at Sesheke. He wrote to me the other day and said that he hopes that we should be able to meet and do some shooting together on tour as the boundaries of the two districts march together for quite a long way. I like Howe very much though he is a good deal senior to me. I shall be getting a new staff list soon so when I do I’ll send you the provincial administration pages etc.: from the old one to take the place of the list I left you in Daddy’s file.

Tell Danny that I have got Masefield’s new book “Bird of dawning” as Uncle Wilfrid and aunt Maud sent it to me for Xmas – I haven’t had time to read it yet.

As soon as there is a dry day I must try and take some photos of the house etc. but they will be very dull. Food has been so scarce in the districts that I haven’t got enough prisoners to keep down the grass on the station. Later I want to make a golf course and tennis court, but I shall have to wait for the dry weather for the latter. At present I have hardly had time to look round and there are a lot of things I want to do, and alterations I want to make.

Very much love to you all

Your v loving

G.


MANKOYA

Feb: 14th 1934.

recd March 19

4 weeks & 5 days by air

My dear Mummy,                                                  

I don’t know what sort of a letter this will be, but there very nearly wasn’t a letter at all, for it needs all my best determination to sit down to the typewriter again this evening when I’ve been typing hard all day and all yesterday!!

I’ve taken to typing the case records as I go along, as most people do, and I think on the whole is very little slower, and much easier for the P.C. to read when he is reviewing the case afterwards.

Thank heavens the end of the present rush of cases is in sight, but I’m doing the fourth in three days and an inquest as well. This last case is the most difficult as I’m trying a messenger for what is tantamount to bribery and corruption. However I am now halfway through the evidence I think, and should get it finished tomorrow. Then I shall immediately try and get out on tour as quickly as I can, leaving the native clerk in charge. The revenue continues to come in fairly well and I’ve already exceeded the estimates which were made before I got here in one or two instances. I have been out in the evening with a gun two or three times and have found a place nearby where there are a few snipe and I have shot two or three lately – very good eating for breakfast.

Then I’m trying to get a golf course laid out, and have got a few men working. Curtis has promised to bring back some clubs with him after his operation so I hope to have a few holes playable by the time he gets back. I hear that the chief secretary has already left the country and that the government leaves at the end of the month – a very hurried exodus. I wonder whom we shall get next?

This evening I’ve been trying to drain some of the big pools of water which lie within a hundred yards of my house and are a great breeding place for mosquitoes. Holes were made by some fool wanted to the clay for this house for the guesthouse and have never been filled in. Some of them are very deep. As a number of springs of water rise just below the house, these pools get filled and don’t empty properly, and in some cases the stream gets diverted and leaves a stagnant pool. I’m going to try and cut down the great tufts of grass, make to find watercourses, and drain and fill in the pools. I shall then try and make a garden on the banks of the little rivulets. It won’t be hard to fill the pools up as there is a lot of ironstone laterite about, in fact it outcrops all over the Boma and is a great nuisance, so I shall really solve two problems at once.

I’m very much looking forward to a tour and some shooting though this is not really the best time of year. Don’t expect a letter to you get one for the next few weeks.

Much love to you all

Your v loving

G.


MANKOYA

Feb: 28th 1934.

recd April 2       by air

4 weeks & 5 days

My dear Mummy,                                                  

I am so delighted with the bookplates which are just as I hoped they would be and exactly what I wanted. I’m getting a bit dry from sticking them in, but you have not sent me enough to go round all the books I’ve got already, without relying for the nice books which keep on coming in. Just present I really have hardly any time to reading as I’m still pretty busy. I got back from tour on Monday got the accumulations of two weeks mail to answer and get off by tomorrow and then the monthly returns to do and get off before I can go out again, which at present I hope to do during next week. I have had to change my plan is a good deal as I will explain later on, and at the moment intend to go out towards the Mongu border and to the villages under Mwanabuyu, Kandombwe and Kabilamwandi, which have not been done for some time. This is a very sandy area and is therefore better done in the rains when it is easier to walk through the sand. I shan’t be able to use the bicycle much I’m afraid. I have now swapped my Austin 10 for a little seven which is at Livingstone and I shall have to send carriers down to bring it up. The seven will be much more useful to me here in the 10 would be and also it would have been almost impossible to get the 10 up here.

I finished my case against the messenger which I was at when I last wrote and sentenced him to a fine of 30/– or three months hard labour and also recommended him to be dismissed from the service.

He then appealed to the P.C. who reduced the sentence to 20/– or two months hard labour but ordered him to be dismissed. My cases haven’t been going at all well here in fact all five I have taken so far have been altered or quashed by the P.C.as you know I had never had a judgement of mine altered or quashed by the P.C. before I came here. I think and hope it’s just a run of difficult cases altogether, but it’s unfortunate it should happen with the new PD.C. whom I have never met and who will now be suspicious of all my cases probably. I have never much cared for the legal side as you know.

I had intended going on my last tour to the mission at Luampa and doing the villages around there, but the day before I started Miss Burgess the nurse came through from the case she had been to on the Lalafuta river on the Kasempa border and told me that there had been a very brutal murder at Tapula and that the murderer was mad and was still sitting in his hut with a loaded gun refusing to be arrested. I therefore decided to go out in that direction and had visions of walking up to the heart and being shot in the tummy by admin with an old gas pipe or muzzleloader has arrived. However when I got there I found there had been no murder at all but only a small affray. So like missionaries to start stories like that.

 I had a particularly vile tour and coming back had twice to wade through water up to the waist which is never very pleasant. At the same time the horseflies were very bad – a little blue headed route. I had two days most excellent duck shooting during which I had the following bag: – 2 knob-nose geese; 6 Mallard; 18 white-throated duck; one other duck, species unknown, and two various. It was evening and morning flighting and I have never shot so well. I was getting them on both sides, crossing shots and driven birds, all alike, and ended up by getting two birds out of two with one shot on two occasions. The last morning I was unlucky and lost 4 birds all down. I went out after game once and had four shots at hartebeeste but did not get one. I wounded a duiker and followed it up for miles but couldn’t get it.

 I think I told you that when Curtis and Cambell were here, Cambell, who is a very good shot, insisted on my shooting at a target as he hoped to be able to tell me what I was doing wrong. However I hit the target three times running and he and Curtis both missed.

I got a lot of money on tour and have written to the P.C. to tell him that I hope to exceed the estimate for the year made before I got here. The monthly collection for February is the best since March 1933. I hope this will please him.

Much love to you all

Your v loving

G.


 

 
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