The war affects the mail, the girls get new swimsuits, and twins make a delayed entry into the world.
Aba
October 9, 1940
Dear folks,
It has been so long since any letters arrived that we have
forgotten the date of the last one – it’s at least several months. But we still
have hope that a lot of letters will turn up somehow one of these days. And one
big event that has served to stir up our hopes is the arrival day before
yesterday of the parcels you sent! More of them later. We are still enjoying
the thrill of realizing that it is possible for parcels to reach us, and if
parcels certainly letters should arrive eventually too. Mail routing has
changed and that partly explains the long time necessary for mails to come. For
the present it would be better not to address mail of any kind via Egypt as
that route is probably completely closed at least as far as American mail is
concerned.[1]
There are several other routes available and it would be interesting to try to
see which proves the quickest. Our
address would be the same as before, i.e. c/o A.I.M., Aba, Congo Belge, but in
one case the words “via Matadi”
should be added; and in another case “via
Mombasa, British East Africa”. Then there are two Air-Mail routes
available. The first is by American Transatlantic Clipper by way of New York,
Durban, and Juba. Another way, and the one by which this letter will be sent is
by way of the Pacific. As addressed from your end it would be: “… c/o A.I.M.,
Aba, Congo Belge, by Transpacific Clipper via Hong Kong, Manila, Entebbe and
Irumu.” I rather think the transatlantic route is quicker and it is cheaper,
but we are going to try the Pacific Route this time anyway. Another thing –
parcels sent “via Egypt” require more
postage in America, and if they would really go that way the total mailing
charges would be less by the time they reach us here as there is additional
transport charge to pay for all interior transport in the Congo, but in the
case of Aba there is no such charge on parcels coming through Egypt and the
Sudan as Aba is on the Sudan border practically. When parcels are sent via Matadi the original mailing charge
in America is less but the additional charges on this end are very high as they
cover the distance from Matadi to Aba, all in the Congo, a matter of several
thousand miles, so that the total cost by the time they reach here is higher. Of
course now via Matadi is probably the
best way for parcels, but the point is that if they go via Matadi anyway there is no use marking them via Egypt and then paying the extra high postage for that route.
Now for your parcels. They produced the climax at the end of
a perfect day, a day that brought us relief from a long period of strain and
tension due to a native case at the hospital. For last Saturday I was called
very early in the morning by Akulu, a native workman on the station who for
years has been a great help to all of us as an auto mechanic doing much of the
routine upkeep work on our cars as well as giving help in actual repair work.
He said he had just brought his wife to the hospital as she had been in labor
since the day before without making any progress. Examination revealed that
there were to be twins, and one of them appeared to be in poor condition so
that we began to make preparations for operative delivery if necessary. However
we watched things closely and the first baby was born spontaneously in the
evening. But the second baby failed to arrive soon after as is ordinarily
expected, and finally labor stopped altogether. The circumstances were such
that any kind of operative delivery would have been very dangerous for the
mother, and as she and second child appeared in good condition we decided to
wait. The waiting time, however, proved very long and we had nearly reached the
point of despair for both mother and child, when, almost suddenly, the second
child was born and in perfect condition, 45 hours later than his sister!
Such a case is nothing to be proud of and so long a delay
would not have been permitted at home[2],
but the conditions and circumstances here in this particular case made waiting
even so long the only justifiable procedure. Best of all it was all clearly
answer to prayer, and so the more glorifying to the Lord and the more blessing
to all of us. The twins are now two and four days old and they and the mother
are getting along very well. Today the old grandmother arrived, having walked a
hundred miles and having no doubt expected to find her daughter dead.
Well, all this is still just leading up to your parcels. I
got home a little while before Coralee, and found on the table some local
letters and among them the most lovely ones from Edith and Esther whom we had
taken back to Rethi just a few days before.
Then in the next room I found piled on the table all three of the
parcels from you! It was just like Christmas and you can be sure it was a happy
evening we spent together opening them.
First of all Coralee wants to say that she is very highly
pleased with her dresses. They certainly are pretty and will be most useful to
her. The shoes for the girls too are just right and I know they will appreciate
them a lot. The hat for me is swell and fits perfectly. It will go well with my
grey flannel trousers and light grey sweater, as well as with the grey suit.
And I wish you could know how welcome the shirts are. I had almost no decent
shirts left and so these have come just in time. Please pass on my warmest thanks
for them and for the pretty pillow cases and the Chinese Checkers. We played
last night and Coralee wants me to especially tell you that she beat me –
though just why that should be such a feat I don’t know. You will probably
never realize what a joy such things as the tacks, the waxed paper, and the
real American candy bring to us.
The girls have not yet seen their swimming suits but it
needs little imagination to see how tickled they will be with them. Coralee has
just finished embroidering a yellow duck on Esther’s. We saw them in swimming
in Rethi a few days ago and can testify that they have thoroughly outgrown
their other swimming suits. They can really swim now and are very pleased with
themselves. The pond is
a great boon to the kiddies at school. I paddled around in it myself that day
and was surprised that I did not freeze nearly as much as I had expected. The
water is cold but the sun is warm and that makes a good combination. I had to
puff quite a little though what with the altitude of 7000 feet and me getting
“aged in the middle”.
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| My mother's caption on the back of the photograph: At Victor's Pond, near Rethy. Coffee plantation. Victor had dammed the local stream for his plantation and allowed Rethy Academy to bring kids to swim. Very cold. Mud at bottom. Front to back: Esther Kleinschmidt, Edie Kleinschmidt, Jacques Closset, Carl Becker Jr. Possibly taken 1943. |
To get back to the things you so kindly sent, once more our
heartiest thanks to all of you for all you have done to get them out to us. We
realize a little something of what is involved in the shopping, the packing,
and the mailing, and we appreciate that as well as the fact that many of the
things were gifts besides. But we do hope you have felt free to apply to the
Mission office for the remainder and for the postage. Only so can we ever feel
free to ask you to do shopping for us.
The occasion for our going to Rethi near the end of
September was partly to take the children (ours and the Stams) back to school,
and partly to see the doctor. Coralee was in need of a small operation and I
felt it ought not to be done by her husband and so we asked Dr. Trout to do it.
The stay in bed was only a few days and so she didn't get much rest out of it.
But we did enjoy the few days with the children while they were attending
school and over the weekend, as it helped us picture the various phases of
their life there, the work and the play as well as the spiritual side of it.
They are certainly well situated there and we are very happy about it all. An
especially fine feature now is the fact that they, together with Ruth Stam and
Mary Grimshaw who are now in the “older” group at school are living in what
they call the “Annex”. This is really
Miss Brown’s [3] home which she has cleverly adapted for their use as a place to
sleep and study. They still have their meals at the Dormitory with the other
children, but Miss Brown’s place has been made a real home for them. Miss Brown
herself is especially well adapted to give them this care because of her
previous experience as well as her exceptionally fine quiet spiritual life. Our
girls’ room is fixed up like a ship’s cabin with a double-decker bed, and
appropriate pictures and decorations. The living room is light and cheery and
has a nice big fireplace, an important feature at Rethi. The impressions of
these years will mean real blessing for them throughout their lives.
There is little evidence of the war to be seen in these
parts. Of course some conditions are changed, prices higher, longer delays in
correspondence and in getting supplies from the homeland. Through certain
difficulties about banking arrangements, and poor management at the Mission
office allowances have been held up for some months but now that is better. We
have no radio of our own but there are two others on the station which we can
listen to whenever we like – which isn’t often, as it takes out practically a
whole evening every time – and so we can know something of what is going on. We
are glad that we are at least spared all the excitement of the election
campaign just now![4] We are sorry to hear that missionaries who
are on furlough will probably be delayed in returning until next spring at the
earliest.
[Personal portion redacted.] If you see any of the Gospel Center folks please give them our greetings and tell them we remember them in prayer with thanksgiving constantly. Let them know that all is well with us and that the Lord is blessing in the work in many different ways. Now the night is far spent, and so is the five grammes of letter space, so must close. Coralee promises to write before long – and we hope you will do the same!
With lots of love,
Ralph
Footnotes
- World War II started in September 1939, and mail routes through the Mediterranean would have become problematic after Italy declared war on Great Britain and France on June 10, 1940. There is a comprehensive and fascinating history of the Clipper routes here.
- Apparently this has changed. From a brief review of “delayed twin birth intervals” it appears that the present approach is to allow the second twin as much time as possible in utero, to encourage development. The incidence of twins in the United States is much higher due to the prevalence of in vitro fertilization, and I saw reports of delays of up to 93 days! The instance reported here is unusual though both for the time frame, and the fact that these twins were probably full term.
- Eugenia Brown, sister of Paul Brown who served at Banda. She was a single woman who finally married after she retired in the U.S. She loved orchids and grew lots of them, and painted them too. Mom remembers her with fondness.
- The presidential campaign of 1940 was between Franklin D. Roosevelt (running for an unprecedented 3rd term) and Wendel Willkie. Roosevelt won handily.
