The Man Who Did the Right Thing: A RomanceJohnston, Harry
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The Man Who Did the Right Thing: A Romance
Johnston, Harry
British -- Africa, East -- Fiction; Missions -- Tanzania -- Fiction
I was married on March 31st last to Captain Roger Brentham, the Consul
for the Mainland. You know all about him from my letters. It is true
it is only a little more than six months since poor John died, and some
people will think it much too soon afterwards to marry again, but you
and Father will understand. Roger is shortly going home.—_Think_ of it,
darling mother! We are going—or should one say, "we are coming"?—HOME.
I put it in capitals. He has wanted to marry me ever since we knew of
John’s death. We both feel sure John would think it the wisest thing to
do, even Ann Jamblin does. Well, Roger being called back by the Foreign
Office, he could hardly leave me behind here and if he hadn’t asked me
to marry him I couldn’t have stopped here all by myself, unless I had
joined some missionary society. And that I didn’t feel inclined to do.
I don’t think I’m suited for the work. But don’t think I want _to run
down_ the Missionaries. Far from it, after all I’ve seen. Mission work
quite changed John. It made him so _good_ and _unselfish_. And
although I’ve many reasons for feeling sore and angry about Ann Jamblin
that was.—She isn’t dead, but she’s married in a sort of a way to that
Ebenezer Anderson of our Mission.—Well, even Ann is twice the woman she
was in old days at Tilehurst. They call her here—at least, the local
paper does—It’s run by an Eurasian—I’ll tell you some day what Eurasian
means ... they call her "The Heroine of Hangodi." I believe somebody is
going to write about her in the English papers; and the German commander
on the mainland, Captain Wissmann—has sent her his compliments, and said
he can always admire a brave woman no matter what her nationality.
Isn’t it all funny when we think of what she was like at school and how
greedy she used to be at the prayer-meetings? There is a missionary
couple here—I’ve mentioned them in my other letters, Mr. and Mrs. Stott.
You can’t _think_ how good they’ve been to me. I’ve got lots and lots
and lots to tell you when we meet. But I must be quick and finish this
letter.
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