Smith and the Pharaohs, and other TalesHaggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
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Smith and the Pharaohs, and other Tales
Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Adventure stories, English; Fantasy fiction, English; Short stories, English
“I don’t exactly know at present, though I understand that it is
about six days’ trek from Eshowe in Zululand, but over the border in
Portuguese territory. Indeed, I am not sure that one can trek all the
way, at least when the rivers are in flood. Then it is necessary to
cross one of them in a basket slung upon a rope, or if the river is not
too full, in a punt. At this season the basket is most used.”
“Great Heavens, Thomas! do you propose to put me and Tabbie in a
basket, like St. Paul, and did you remember that we have just taken on
this house for another year?”
“Of course I do. The families of missionaries must expect to face
hardships, from which it is true circumstances have relieved you up to
the present. It is therefore only right that they should begin now,
when Tabitha has become as strong as any child of her age that I know.
As for the house, I had forgotten all about it. It must be relet, or
failing that we must bear the loss, which fortunately we can well
afford.”
Dorcas looked at him and said nothing because words failed her, so he
went on hurriedly.
“By the way, love, I have taken a slight liberty with your name. It
appears that the church at Sisa, which I understand was quite a nice one
built with subscriptions obtained in England by one of my predecessors
who chanced to have influence or connections at home, has been recently
burnt down together with the mission-house. Now the house can wait,
since, of course, we can make shift for a year or two in some native
huts, but obviously we must have a church, and as the Society is
overdrawn it cannot help in the matter. Under these circumstances I
ventured to promise a gift of 1,000 pounds, which it is estimated will
cover the re-erection of both church and house.”
He paused awaiting a reply, but as Dorcas still said nothing, continued.
“You will remember that you told me quite recently that you found you
had 1,500 pounds to your credit, therefore I felt quite sure that you
would not grudge 1,000 pounds of it to enable me to fulfil this
duty—this semi-divine duty.”
“Oh!” said Dorcas. “As a matter of fact I intended to spend
that 1,000 pounds, or much of it, otherwise. There are some people here
whom I wanted to help, but fortunately I had not mentioned this to
them, so they will have to do without the money and their holiday; also
the children cannot be sent to school. And, by the way, how is Tabbie
to be educated in this far-away place?”
“I am sorry, dear, but after all private luxuries, including that of
benevolence, must give way to sacred needs, so I will write to the Dean
that the money will be forthcoming when it is needed. As for
Tabitha’s education, of course we will undertake it between us, at
any rate for the next few years.”
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