The Diary of Evelyn Forrest’s Trip to Palestine
Sunday, March 16, 1930
Bouake, Ivory Coast
No room in the hotel. The men slept on the porch and I was to put my road bed in the bathroom. Mr. Frelingh called on two Englishmen and they offered us a bed. They work for an English firm called Woodius, Mr. Ezekiel and Mr. Turner were so kind to us. We bought some gas and oil from them.
4:30 a.m. Up and dressed ready to go.
5:30 a.m. Coffee at the hotel. Richard drove the station wagon and Gus drove his car. Stopped in the shade to put more gas in the cars and we ate our pineapples.
12:00 p.m. Stopped at a caravansary to eat. Had potatoes, cabbage and corned beef. Left there at 1:30 p.m. and drove through the best of the day. We reached Bobo-dioulassa.
5:30 p.m. And the missionaries certainly gave us a warm welcome. Mr. and Mrs. Richard Johanson and baby Lois Edith and Mr. and Mrs. Audrey Hyndman and little Jo. Two tribes to be reached from this station. Barnbarra is the trade language. Bobo means “deaf and dumbâ€. Mark is translated.
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Monday, March 17
Bobo-dioulassa
Bobo’s have no written language. Mr. and Mrs. Richard Johanson have reduced it to writing and have the Gospel of Mark translated into Bobo. Now the great task is to teach the leaders among the people to read and write their own language. Both of us had a good night’s rest. Mr. Hyndman and Mr. Powell went hunting and came back with two guinea fowl.
Richard went with the other men to see the Commander to secure permissions to hunt this afternoon. I did the family washing. After they left for the hunt, I shampooed my hair.
They returned a little after eleven with two antelope. Dad shot one, and Mr. Powell the other. Dad fell and hurt his left arm at the elbow, it is very painful, a bad sprain or jam, could not sleep much on account of the pain when it moves.