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Re: Margaret McInnes letters: Young Australian teacher teaching Boer children 12 years 6 months ago #3898

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Brett Hendey wrote: Mark

This has been a marvellous series of posts. Thank you for sharing them with us.

Regards
Brett

Thanks Brett,

I've enjoyed going through Margaret's letters again very much. It had been years since I last read them.

Cheers,

Mark

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Potchefstroom
10.3.1903

Dear Lee

This is probably the last letter you’ll get from me here. I’m being transplanted to a farm school away in the wild of the Transvaal beyond Ventersdorp. Ventersdorp is five hours from here and our place of abode is three hours (by cart) further on. As we’ll be making the journey in an ox wagon the trip will probably be 8 days instead of 8 hours. A man told me today that the country abounds in lions, baboons & tiger-snakes and he advised me to take some salt to put on the tails of the vultures that hover round waiting for any scraps of me that may be left after the lions had his whack. The people are all Dutch so all I'll be able to say when I get back is “Ja” “Ja” which being interpreted is “yah yah”. When you come to meet me next August look out for a stately female in flowing garments of lion skin with tails trailing gracefully in the rear and necklace & bangles of the claws & teeth of the same noble animal. Following me will be a few baboons & possibly a rhinoceros or even a giraffe or two. I’ll have forgotten how to talk any language but that of the baboon so they’ll need to label me. Miss Eddie goes with me & we’ll live in a marquee. They all tell us we’ll have an awfully good time. The settlers are so anxious to have their children taught that they just bow down to the teachers. And promise anything if we’ll only come. Several of the town teachers are going out to different places. The only thing I’m mad at is that Miss Young and I are separated. We’ve been such pals all through. Miss Eddie is very nice but I like old Youngie best. We’re always together.

Miss Young and I were out walking by the river a few days ago. Being tired we sat down to rest under the shade of a quince hedge. She was reading aloud while I gazed on the scenery. Presently my greedy eye fell on a luscious quince. I grabbed it and was just having a first bite when we were startled by a roar and the infuriated owner of the garden rushed towards us brandishing a stick and swearing large oaths. We fled. Plum leading, clutching the book in one hand her skirts in the other. I followed gasping, my short legs being quite unequal to the Young stride. The old chap bringing up the rear. Plum, in her wild career fell into the water furrow. I hauled her out mud to the waist. He nearly had us then but an African arrived & set on to him with a strap. Just at that moment a crowd of our school boys, who were bathing in the river, caught sight of the chase. They rushed to the rescue. Most of them in nature’s dress, others hurrying into pants as they ran. They took to him properly, many of them having back debts of their own. We escaped round the corner. We shall wander no more by the river now. All the quinces are done at any rate. That’s the first man who has ventured to object to our stealing his fruit.

Fancy the Hack’s gold mine. I hope it’s alright. They’ve been grafting long enough.

The animals – horses & mules are dying in shoals of a disease known as “lung sickness”. It’s a yearly affair. All those belonging to the military have to be in stables by 6.30 so our drives are cut short. Any of the men who come out after that hour have to travel per donkey. It’s dead funny to see the grand officers, who awhile ago rode the most splendid horses, mounted on donkeys.

Have the Campbells* come yet? There’s a man here who’s the dead image of Colin. May will be nearly grown up.

Write to the same address. The letters will be forwarded.

Good bye. Think of me shooting lions. You know I have a revolver. As it’s only 4 or 5 inches long am afraid I shan’t do very much damage.

Mag.


*I presume the Campbells Margaret refers to are the family of her eldest sister's husband. Margaret's eldest sister, Isabella Ferguson McInnes, married a William Colin Campbell. It seems likely this is the Colin Campbell in the letter. Their eldest son Robert Colin Campbell born 1896 was known as Colin but I should think it's the father Margaret is refering to. Colin junior served with the 32nd AIF and was wounded at the Battle of Fromelles on 20 July 1916. He survived the war. Margaret went on to marry Bruce Campbell. He was not related to the family of her elder sister.

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Re: Margaret McInnes letters: Young Australian teacher teaching Boer children 12 years 6 months ago #3900

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A few photos to match names to faces.

-Isabebella Ferguson [McInnes] Campbell (Born South Australia 1865 - Died South Australia 1940).
- William Colin Campbell (Born Penola, South Australia 1856 - Died Bordertown, South Australia 1956).
-Robert Colin Campbell (Born Lucindale, South Australia 1896 - Died Bordertown, South Australia 1958).
- May Isabel Campbell, daughter of William and Isabella Campbell (Born Lucidale, South Australia 1901 - Died Bordertown, South Australia 1967).
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Potchefstroom
14.3.1903

Dear Ma

We’re back again at Potchefstroom after having had a delightful time at Johannesburg. Heaps of the Medic passengers have their homes there now so we had quite a lot of friends to see.

On Thursday all J’burg went mad over the arrival of Chamberlain. He held a reception on the oval. Only a limited number of the elite of J’burg were admitted to the place from which he was to address the crowd and these by ticket. We couldn’t get tickets though our friends tried hard. At any rate at the appointed time Miss Young & I walked calmly on to the stand. Nobody told us we mustn’t & after a while we found ourselves in the very first row. In fact I believe I was the woman closest to the noble Joe while he made his famous speech to the J’burg citizens. He is a wonderful speaker and sways the crowd just as he likes. By the time he had finished his speech they were ready to pay any tax he asked for.

Mrs C is a sweet little thing. Looks very much younger than her husband. They are expected here next week. Then they trek to Mafeking.

The Australians of J. presented C. with a lovely gold casket containing an address. The casket weighed 100oz and was of beautiful design. The Aust. arms on top of course.

J’burg has a wonderful climate, not a bit hot. The thermometer hardly ever rises above 90. It never gets very hot even here although it is 2000ft lower than J. I see by the papers that Australia is having a wicked summer. Here it is just lovely – grass long & green as it is in October at home. Then the fruit. We almost live on peaches and all for nothing. Pick them in the lanes.

A lot of the girls have gone out to farm schools but man Bangley has given up asking us to go out. 50 new teachers arrived from England just before Christmas so they came in handy to take the places we wouldn’t have.

Everything at Johannesburg is wicked as to price. Fancy grapes 1/6 a lb. and measly things at that. Oranges 4 each, apples 6 each. If only you could transfer that Conmurra garden to a hill just outside J what a fortune could be made. We came back Saturday but have still a fortnight at large unless man Bangley should suddenly discover that he needs us. There’s no notice taken of rules and regulations. They’re altered to suit the times. There’s a glorious uncertainty about everything in this wild land.

Am cobbling together a dress in readiness for Chamberlain’s visit. A piece of it enclosed. The inhabitants had a meeting Saturday to arrange for his entertainment. The boys will have finished all the crops by this time. Hope the new machine behaved properly.

Had a letter from Dugald this week. He didn’t tell me he was going to marry the Kelly girl. I hope it’s not true. She’s not very nice.

The Herald arrived safely. Thanks much. I’ve been dreaming about Dad for the last three nights. Hope he’s alright. Miss Young’s a great authority on dreams and has a meaning for every one.

We’ve been having some more snap shots. I must send them along when they’re finished. I got my own photo safely. People here say it’s not a bit like me, so I must have altered. Some at any rate. I’m several degrees fatter.

Good bye
Love to everybody.
Write often. Your letters always have such a lot of news.
Margaret

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Mark Wilkie wrote: The Australians of J. presented C. with a lovely gold casket containing an address. The casket weighed 100oz and was of beautiful design. The Aust. arms on top of course.


Hi Mark....

WOW..... Great collection of letters..... Again thanks for the posting......

Wonder where the casket is now.....

Mike
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Thanks, Mike ! I to wondered about the gold casket and also what happened to the photos Margaret mentions. I believe a relative does have some old photos of hers and I'm going to make a point of going to see him on my next trip to South Africa. I'm really hoping a few survive amongst those.

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Mark

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