Newsletters from a Salvation Army woman officer in Southern Rhodesia -- ( 1) 1955-56

EXCERPTS FROM NEWSLETTERS TO HER FRIENDS 1955-1991

by GWENYTH (STARBUCK) ANDERSON

Edited by Allan H. Anderson

Note: Salvation Army Captains Gwen and Keith Anderson and their children Allan (4) and Carol (1) arrived at Howard Institute, their first appointment, in January 1954, as Training Officers for the Officer Training College there. Howard is around 80 km from present-day Harare, then known as Salisbury. Southern Rhodesia is today’s Zimbabwe. They had previously worked in North London for 8 years before moving to Rhodesia, but my mother had been an SA officer since before the Second World War.

All paragraphs are as they appear, and missing sentences and paragraphs are indicated with ellipses. Any explanatory insertions by me are in italics.

 

The Howard Institute
P.O. Glendale
S. RHODESIA

29th May, 1955.

We owe so many letters and life is such a rush over here that I am having to send a duplicated one so that you can know what we are doing out here. Life on this place is certainly not a life of ease, but it is a grand life.

We had an unusually heavy rainy season, and travelling was very bad, many times we were stuck on the road, and on one occasion had to wade through a swollen river, the water coming to our waists. Now we are in the midst of our dry season, and everywhere is getting dusty and brown. At least it is a change from mud, mud, mud!

Allan has started lessons with the Correspondence School this year, and I have to do two hours with him each morning. He is doing quite well really, at least other people say he is, although his Mother expects perfection, and he gets into trouble when he does not achieve it. Carol has developed into a proper little girl, and is no longer a baby. She is talking very well now, and speaks whole long sentences quite distinctly.

I am doing all the Secretarial and postal work of the Institute, and there has certainly been an increase in the work in that direction this year. I usually teach Allan from 7.30 a.m. to 9.30 a.m. then go over to the office from 9.45 a.m. to lunch time. The Corps Cadets [young people being trained as lay leaders] this year are bringing me much joy, we have over 60 of them, most of them being teachers in training or nurses, or Standard 6. It is really grand to see the way they respond.

We have 11 married Cadets [Officer Candidates] in Training this year, and they are doing very well. The highlight for us all at the T.C. [Training College] has been the 10 day campaign, from which we have just recently returned. Officer friends on this place kindly looked after Allan and Carol for me so that I could go with Keith and the Cadets, and we truly had a most wonderful time. We went into the Urungwe district … There were over 500 adult seekers, about 250 new cases of conversion, and over and over again we saw heathen coming to the Lord for the first time. … at Charles Clack, many new people came to the Lord, and after the afternoon meeting we had a public burning of witchcraft charms surrendered by 7 converts. Two of these women were “possessed” by evil spirits and were taken hold of when the things were being burned, and the Cadets held them down and prayed and struggled with them for a long time, both gaining the victory. … I wish you could have witnessed some of those night scenes as the Prayer Meeting commenced in the firelight, when many came to the Lord for the first time, and many became “possessed by evil spirits” and lay on the ground under this power. This “evil spirit” possession is very real out here, and having witnessed and taken part myself in this struggle with these people, I feel convinced that it is a thing of the Devil which takes hold of the minds of these poor darkened people … the shrieks of torment coming from them are terrible to hear, counteracted by the praying and singing of the Cadets, then the peace and calm when they believe that God’s power has removed the evil spirit from them, is really wonderful to behold. …

… In our village we gathered all the women into, a little round place with no windows, only a small opening for the door, and you have to stoop down to get inside, and there I sat on a bamboo mat on the floor with these women, and after the Cadet and his wife had spoken to them I spoke to them in halting Cizezuru [a Shona dialect] about Jesus. Oh, the thrill of being able to speak a little in their own language to them…

The last weekend was spent in Sinoia [now Chinhoyi, the place of their second appointment, 1956-59), where most of the work was done in the location, very different from the villages, but her again there were many seekers. … I could go on telling you wonderful stories of the things that happened but my space has gone, but I thank God for the privilege of taking the gospel to the heathen and seeing them come to God. [END]

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Note: “Reserve” refers to what used to be called the “Native Reserves” later called “Tribal Trust Lands” by the colonial government at the time. “Corps” refers to a local church in the Salvation Army.

 

Box 33,
SINOIA, S. RHODESIA.

3rd June, 1956.

I am sorry that I have been so long in sending you the usual newsletter but this year has been so busy. You will see from the above address that we have moved from Howard. We came to Sinoia on 1st May, and now have charge of the Lomagundi Division. We were very sorry to leave the Howard Institute, as we had a very happy stay there, and I was sorry to leave my Corps Cadets particularly. However we had to be good Soldiers and go when told to do so. There is a tremendous challenge in this district and we feel so inadequate to meet the need.

We had a good finish up at Howard. … we had 115 Corps Cadets in the Howard Brigade this year, all very keen and all doing lessons, a good percentage of them teachers in training and nurses. A number of these Corps Cadets have offered for Officership and one feels that there is more hope for the African people through these educated consecrated young people than through anything else.

We are finding life at Sinoia very different from life at Howard. Sinoia is a nice little town with quite a large white population. It has only one main street of shops, but a very nice hospital and an open air swimming pool, which is only a few yards up the road from us, to the delight of our two youngsters, also a good school. Allan started at the school here last week, and is very happy and seems to be doing well. Out here they go to school from 8 a.m. to 12.30 a.m. each day. Allan will not have to go to Boarding School, at least for Junior School. It means of course, that I am somewhat handicapped from getting out into the Division with my husband, as he has to be out for long periods, and I cannot leave Allan who comes home mid-day. I feel very bad about that as I feel the women in the Reserve need the D.O. [Divisional Officer]‘s wife, but I shall just go when I can, during the school holidays. I feel that perhaps my chief work at the moment is in training my children, for I did rather neglect them at Howard doing a fulltime job.

Our next weekend we spent at Zimbara, a Corps where a couple of our last year’s Cadets are stationed, and doing a grand job. … We are the only Mission in that Reserve and there are hundreds and hundreds of people there. It is right in the wilds, some parts thick forest, and the very night we were sleeping there they killed 5 elephants just across the hill from us. The road to reach the Corps is terrible and one has to go at a snail’s pace to get there at all. We got stuck in two rivers on the way. I led a Home League Meeting [Women’s Association] on the Saturday afternoon whilst Keith went to one of the outposts [preaching point] where he had hundreds attending. That night we slept in a school room, no door or window, just open spaces for doors and windows, hence no privacy whatsoever. The children slept on a mattress in the back of the truck and thought it was good fun. On Sunday morning we had a 2 mile march through the forest to the Open Air [outdoor service] in the Headman’s village … Carol was carried on the back of one of the African girls, but Allan marched holding the hand of the African Lieut. of whom he is very fond.

Last Sunday we were in Salisbury where we went to meet my Mother [Colonel Lily Starbuck] who arrived that day. It was a real thrill to see her again and is bringing us all great joy to have her with us until the end of January. My husband went off on trek last Monday and will not be back until Tuesday of this week. This is the part I do not like. … I cannot go with him as Allan has to be at school. … [END]

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Box 33,
SINOIA.

10 November 1956.

It hardly seems possible that it is time to send out my Christmas letters again, but the last day for posting to the U.K. is next week. I find myself pretty fully occupied these days, with one thing or another. I try to do as much of the office work for Keith as I can, as he is away most of the time in the Division. He is home for one or two days then off for eight or ten days, and it is like that all the time. Our rains have arrived this week, and it is so refreshing after the heat of last month.

Life has been more hectic than usual for us because we are having to supervise the Urungwe District as well as our own while their D.O. is on Homeland Furlough. That area is a great challenge because many hundreds of Africans are being moved into that Reserve from the Zambezi Valley because of the big Kariba Gorge scheme. [Italian engineers were building what was the largest human-made reservoir/ dam in Africa, now Lake Kariba between Zimbabwe and Zambia].

We had a marvellous holiday in August at the Victoria Falls as we particularly wanted Mother to see the Falls. The Falls are really magnificent and an awe-inspiring sight. We stayed in the Rest Camp on the Northern Rhodesia [Zambia] side. This camp is right by the Zambezi, quite near to the Falls, with every convenience even Vi-spring mattresses on the beds! There are outside fireplaces to cook your food, as well as separate bathrooms with hot and cold water, and flush latrines. It was great fun camping, and of course was much more within the means of S.A. Officers than anywhere else. We also went to the Wankie (Hwange) Game Reserve and were most fortunate in seeing almost every kind of game, two magnificent lions within 20 yds. of us (I have discovered how to keep our two youngsters quiet for 20 minutes – produce two full sized lions at close proximity – for neither Allan nor Carol uttered a sound as these two lions sat and looked at us for 20 minutes). We also saw 3 lionesses, as well as herds of elephants, giraffes, zebra, warthogs also every kind of buck from the small graceful impala to the mighty wildebeest. The most terrifying experiences [sic.] was when a herd of buffalo of between 200 and 300 charged across the road in front of us, then stopped and faced us, one old bull who seemed to be the leader in front, and we were not sure whether the whole lot were going to charge us at any moment. …

I have started a Sunday School on Sunday mornings with the white children here who do not attend the Anglican Church or Dutch Reformed Church. Allan’s Headmaster has very kindly allowed me to use the Prep. Room in the Boys’ Hostel, and we have over 50 children there every Sunday. I also take the same group for Scripture during on Thursday during school time. They are very keen and I feel it is something I can do for the Lord during term time when I must be home to look after Allan.

Allan and Carol are both well, although they have both had Scarlet Fever recently. They spend a good deal of their time in the Open Air Swimming Baths just up the road from us. Allan can swim a little, and Carol can almost, and it is good for them, and they can’t get into much mischief while they are there. Allan is very happy at school. He is a prolific reader and reads book after book in a very short time far in advance of his 7 years. It is quite a job to keep up with his demand for books. His teacher [Miss Frances McConaughey from Northern Ireland, later Mrs Gresty] told me that the Inspector dropped on Allan to read when he inspected their class, and he read perfectly for him, not knowing of course who he was. The Inspector then thought the whole class could read well, but the teacher told me she was glad the Inspector dropped on Allan as some of them are awful readers. It is a good job he did not look at his Arithmetic book or it would have been a different story!

It has been lovely having Mother with us, and she will be leaving here on January 22nd. to go to Johannesburg for a few days before sailing back home. We are so glad she has been able to come and see us here and now has some idea of the African work. [END]

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