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overnment to action. A Government, even that like the Salisbury-Chamberlain, at present in power, must have strong excuses to sanction an unems to say very clearly to the observer, What do I care for your Chamberlain, with his Milners and Greens? They shall yield to me first. I atter with Kruger! He is quite past reasoning with. Neither Mr. Chamberlain, nor Sir Alfred Milner, nor Mr. Greene, will ever succeed withey are all capital fellows, brilliant, able, and deserving. Mr. Chamberlain has a deal of perseverance and convictions of his own; but, ten hoing what Mr. Conyngham Greene had written in his reports. Mr. Chamberlain has spoken in the same spirit, in the House of Commons, becaus in despatches. I feel positive that if Sir Alfred Milner and Mr. Chamberlain were to see Kruger, face to face, they would drop that sanguinand resolutely prepare for a storm. Despite all the wish that Chamberlain, Milner, and Greene may be right, the good — will I feel to all
y Africa in me, and I must get the quinine ready. The terrible sweating over, he would take twenty to twenty-five grains of quinine, and . . . wait! So I came to know exactly what to do; but I vowed, in my heart, that he should never return to the country which had taken so much of his splendid vitality; for Stanley had had three attacks of haematuric fever, in Africa, and more severe malaria fevers than he could number. In June, 1896, we arranged to visit Spain, as he wanted to show me Madrid, Toledo, etc., etc.; but, in the train, four hours before we got to Madrid, he was seized with one of these mysterious gastric attacks, and when we arrived, soon after midnight, he was hardly conscious, from extreme pain. I could not speak Spanish, and knew no one in Madrid. We went to the principal hotel, on the Puerta del Sol; and there I waited till morning, when a clever Austrian doctor came to my assistance, but there seemed little we could do. Day by day, Stanley grew weaker; and,
if the English people were to hear that the Uitlanders in their desperate state had resolved upon braving Kruger and his Boers to the death, and would show the necessary courage to bear martyrdom, conviction would come quicker to English minds thanith me from the Transvaal, a firm conviction that the English people have been systematically misled about Kruger and his Boers. Gladstonianism, and that gushing, teary tone adopted by the sentimental Peace-at-any-price section of our nation, are sere seen, away down in the hollow, some hundreds of feet below us. With Majuba ever on one's mind, with Kruger and his Boers so defiant and bold in their stubbornness, I cannot imagine what possesses the commander to undertake the responsibility th lies at the mercy of a band of raiders, and if a body of Englishmen can be found in time of peace raiding into a country at peace with us, it is not beyond possibility that a body of Boers may try some day to imitate us, when we least expect it.
t each other, I, pale with fear, lest it should return. In 1897, the attack recorded above did not last, as he had feared, but, in 1898, at Cauterets, in the Pyrenees, he was again taken ill. He writes in his Journal, August 15th:-- Felt the first severe symptoms of a recurring attack. Have had two attacks of fever, and now have steady pain since Sunday night, but rose to-day. August 17th, Luchon. On arriving, went to bed at once, for my pains threatened to become unbearable. September 11. Biarritz. All I know of Luchon is what I have gained during two short walks in the intervals of illness. On arriving here, I went straight to bed. October 1st.--Left Biarritz for Paris; have been in bed the whole time. October 10th.--Have been ill all the time in Paris; returned to London after the dreadful holidays. When we returned to London, I felt very near despair, the starvation diet Stanley was kept on, had now reduced him to such a state of weakness he could not sit up
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orbs formed out of the bluest heaven were there, and bless him with your clean soul, untainted by any other thought than that which wishes him the best God can give him. At present, he is of such as are the beings of God's heaven, purity itself.--May he grow to noble manhood and serve God zealously! Stanley left Southampton on October 9, 1897, per Union steamer Norman, for South Africa, to assist in the opening of the Bulawayo Railway, by invitation of the citizens of Bulawayo. October 13th, 1897, on Board. There are several wee things in arms on board, and I shake hands with them all in turns, every morning, as my devoir to our Denzil. The white frocks remind me of him. A baby cries,--there is a child at home, with just such a voice, sometimes; and then he trots into memory's view, looks up brightly, and is gone. I can get a hundred views of him in a minute; it is, in fact, a mental kinematograph, and thus I see him continually floating in and out of my recollection. You a
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pre-natal vision, embodied in actual existence. Now take up Denzil, look full into his angelic face, and deep down into those eyes so blue, as if two little orbs formed out of the bluest heaven were there, and bless him with your clean soul, untainted by any other thought than that which wishes him the best God can give him. At present, he is of such as are the beings of God's heaven, purity itself.--May he grow to noble manhood and serve God zealously! Stanley left Southampton on October 9, 1897, per Union steamer Norman, for South Africa, to assist in the opening of the Bulawayo Railway, by invitation of the citizens of Bulawayo. October 13th, 1897, on Board. There are several wee things in arms on board, and I shake hands with them all in turns, every morning, as my devoir to our Denzil. The white frocks remind me of him. A baby cries,--there is a child at home, with just such a voice, sometimes; and then he trots into memory's view, looks up brightly, and is gone. I c
ked me my opinion in the matter, and I have said frankly that it is our duty to drive him back quicker than he went in. It is not so very long ago that I entertained both Jameson and Rhodes here. I never suspected that either of them would have been concerned in such a harum-scarum act as this! July 7th, Tuesday. Dined with Mr. and Mrs. Yates Thompson. The Jameson Raid was very much discussed; and I found myself, in this instance, quite in accord with the Radicals whom I met there. July 9th. Dined with Lord James of Hereford. I was surprised at his saying that there were extenuating circumstances for Jameson's act, but it is evident that his legal acumen is awry. Under no circumstances would we profit by this Raid, however successful it might have been. Stanley greatly rejoiced at the arrival of our little boy, Denzil, and bought picture-books for him, and toys suited to a child of four! In 1896, during a long and serious illness, what best pleased Stanley was to have t
s, he was again taken ill. He writes in his Journal, August 15th:-- Felt the first severe symptoms of a recurring attack. Have had two attacks of fever, and now have steady pain since Sunday night, but rose to-day. August 17th, Luchon. On arriving, went to bed at once, for my pains threatened to become unbearable. September 11. Biarritz. All I know of Luchon is what I have gained during two short walks in the intervals of illness. On arriving here, I went straight to bed. October 1st.--Left Biarritz for Paris; have been in bed the whole time. October 10th.--Have been ill all the time in Paris; returned to London after the dreadful holidays. When we returned to London, I felt very near despair, the starvation diet Stanley was kept on, had now reduced him to such a state of weakness he could not sit up in bed. Skilful massage, however, and an immediate, generous diet, restored Stanley, as by magic, to perfect health. I return now to the Journal for 1896. Dece
aded the Transvaal, with a small force between four hundred and six hundred strong! The details are meagre, but the impression is that he is alone in this wild escapade. A Sun interviewer has asked me my opinion in the matter, and I have said frankly that it is our duty to drive him back quicker than he went in. It is not so very long ago that I entertained both Jameson and Rhodes here. I never suspected that either of them would have been concerned in such a harum-scarum act as this! July 7th, Tuesday. Dined with Mr. and Mrs. Yates Thompson. The Jameson Raid was very much discussed; and I found myself, in this instance, quite in accord with the Radicals whom I met there. July 9th. Dined with Lord James of Hereford. I was surprised at his saying that there were extenuating circumstances for Jameson's act, but it is evident that his legal acumen is awry. Under no circumstances would we profit by this Raid, however successful it might have been. Stanley greatly rejoiced
t the first severe symptoms of a recurring attack. Have had two attacks of fever, and now have steady pain since Sunday night, but rose to-day. August 17th, Luchon. On arriving, went to bed at once, for my pains threatened to become unbearable. September 11. Biarritz. All I know of Luchon is what I have gained during two short walks in the intervals of illness. On arriving here, I went straight to bed. October 1st.--Left Biarritz for Paris; have been in bed the whole time. October 10th.--Have been ill all the time in Paris; returned to London after the dreadful holidays. When we returned to London, I felt very near despair, the starvation diet Stanley was kept on, had now reduced him to such a state of weakness he could not sit up in bed. Skilful massage, however, and an immediate, generous diet, restored Stanley, as by magic, to perfect health. I return now to the Journal for 1896. December 21st, 1896. Brighton. Warmest greetings to darling little Denzil, our
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