Shirley Powell was born in Deniliquin in and not
long after leaving school began working for the Water Conservation
and Irrigation Commission in 1949, during the period when the Lawson
Syphons and Deniboota irrigation district were under construction.
The following text is based on an edited transcript of an interview
conducted with Mrs Shirley Powell in January 2005.
I went to the Pastoral Times as a cadet reporter for 6 months. The
hours were too long, I had just left school, my mother considered
I was out too late at night with the then editor, out at Council
meetings and other meetings and not getting home until all hours
with her and on publication days you just worked straight through
until the paper actually came out. So, I stayed there for
six months and then I went to Henry Gillespie's [hardware
store] as a clerk for just a few months, when I saw this position
advertised as a clerk for the Water Commission.
No female clerks
Isaw the advertisement in the local
paper for a clerk. I applied for this position,
a few weeks later I was rang and asked to call in, asked to come
in for an interview. When I got there, it was explained to
me that the position that was advertised was for a clerk and in
those days naturally then a male, not a female, clerk. However,
in a few weeks time there became vacant or available a position
for a stenographer. Would I be interested in applying for
that? Which suited me perfectly because I preferred to be
a stenographer than a clerk.
"A stenographer is a shorthand typist, a clerk
does bookwork, ledgers, things like that. They asked my would
I be interested in applying for the stenographer's position
and I said yes, I would and they said "Well, we'll
do the interview now for that stenographer's position even
though it has not been advertised. After it is advertised
we will be doing other interviews." I did the
interview and then waited several weeks and finally received in
the mail a letter saying I had been appointed on probation for
six months for the position of stenographer. However, it
would be at the Deniboota construction office as my brother worked
in the District office of the Water Commission and no two members
of the one family could work in the same office.
The Deniboota office [in End St] was solely in control of the
construction of channels and the Syphon. The District office was,
I think, termed the Water Distribution office. They were
operating from where Ho's restaurant is now."
Office staff expands I received a letter saying to commence at 8.45 on Monday January
the 10th, 1949.I went up to the office, walked
in, there were 10 clerks sitting around and about four or
five engineers and I looked at each one and the only face that
I knew in the whole office was the Lindsay Woods. And there
I was, however, we got through the first day alright and the next
day the resident engineer came in and said to me that as the work
had increased rapidly with the building of the Syphon. From the
other interviews they'd has after the position was advertised
they had appointed another girl who was to start the following
week. I was very happy about this because I didn't
like being the only female in the office. So, from then on
things just went on merrily. I know that my first pay was
one pound five shillings which was considered at the time to be
very good. That is $2.50
When I started, Bill Shaddick was the resident engineer. Jack
Bass was in charge of the office. We had Wally Raisin, Gordon
Denham, Bill Lachlan, Ellis Thornton, Lindsay Woods. After
I had been there a while Merv Marshall started, Russell Fisher
and Ilidge White.
When the resident engineer was in we would go in, one of us
[stenographers], one at a time, we would do a whole day of shorthand
and the next day when he went out into the fields we sat and typed
what we had taken down the day before.
Details, details Engineers had to submit their reports on the Friday. Sometimes
they would write them up on the Thursday night otherwise they would
get in very early on the Friday. Their reports had to be
typed up, which ran into many, many, many pages, they had to wait
around until they were typed so they could sign them. The
mechanical engineer's report was the worst, he had to write
down every single solitary thing that was done to the Bucyrus draglines,
there were four of them. Each one was listed and each nut
and bolt that was put onto that drag line in the week, everything
was listed. In fact, I even feel sure sometimes that they
had to list the free air that went into the tyres on the tractors.
The other reports, of course, covered the workers and how far they
travelled through the week and what work was actually done on the
channels.
There was one engineer in Wakool, he would ring his report through
but it was absolutely impossible to hear more than one word in
ten. I think we made up half of them. Otherwise I think
he may have brought his in on the following Monday and we could
sort of read the writing and do it then. But to, to speak
to him on the phone it was absolutely impossible, the voice would
drop out, there was static, there was just nothing at all and you
would hear "I've just rang up my report" and
then it would go blank and then there was nothing and you would
be saying "I'm sorry Mr Atkins, I can't hear
you".
Counting the money Payday for the Lawson Syphon people was extremely busy. They
were paid fortnightly. The day before the bank was rang up and
every note and coin that was needed for pay day they had ready
for us to pick up on the Thursday. It was brought back to
the office, the first clerk, who was in charge of the whole office,
counted the money that came back from the bank. Then it passed
to another table, they counted out the money for each employee,
then it went to another table which was checked, then it went to
another table where it was double checked and finally it got to
the fifth table where it was put into the little pay envelopes
with the person's name and how much they were supposed to
get on the outside. If there was a threepence left over,
or not there, the whole process was gone through again. However,
this, after four or five checking this rarely happened. After
it was put in the pay envelopes it was stacked into a little case
and handed to the paymaster and a driver and away they went out
to the Syphon and paid the men, 99% of whom couldn't
speak English but as soon as the pay cart pulled up they would
down tools and came over and got their pay. I went out a couple
of times with the paymaster but I think I just sat in the car.
A lot of people [lived] out there [at the syphons], there were
houses out there where some of the workers and their families resided. They
did come into town, but I think they sort of mixed among themselves. They
were from all over of course and we really didn't have very
much to do with them at all. I think eventually all those houses
were demolished although I think the one that the resident engineer
lived in is still there."
A tragic accident I remember one very tragic accident [at the syphons] when a
pile frame collapsed into the water, there were three or four people
killed. There was a Mr Nightingale, and I know there was a Mr Jones. At
the time the Department sent me to the police station to do the
deposition for the witnesses because usually they're done
by the police but at that particular time they didn't have
a Constable who typed fast enough. So I went down from the
office and did the depositions for the witnesses for that particular
thing.
When the work was done . . . [Deniliquin] thought the irrigation was a very good thing but
they did miss the migrant's pay packets. The migrants
would come in, they would spend their money and of course that
was gone once the Syphon was finished. A lot of the shopkeepers
remarked on how their sales had dropped since the migrants had
gone.
When the syphon closed down the office in End Street closed
and we moved to a building on the corner of Wood and Macauley Street,
just a skeleton crew went there. Everyone who had been in
that office when I started - there was no-one left there. When
the office up at the corner of Wood and Macauley Street closed
down I was transferred to the District office which was 10 years
later. By this time they must have changed their minds about
too many people from the one family being in the one office and
I was transferred to the District office in January '59 and
I resigned from there in July 1959.
I think [the irrigation] was the best thing that has ever happened
to Deniliquin. It was a huge job, you don't sort of put
a river under a river and dam it all up.It was a magnificent feat. Without
the irrigation water, what did we have? Before then they relied
on rain, and then there were the dust storms . . . you could
not believe them. My sister got married in December 1944, on the day
of her wedding there was the worst dust storm, there was a photo of
it in the Pastoral showing this great black cloud coming right across
the whole town. Her wedding photos could not be taken outside. The
food, everything, was covered in dust at the reception and I think
that was the worst one there was. But there were continual dust
storms.