And the the final letter in the collection of Margaret's letters.
Teachers’ Hostel
Potchefstroom
25.6.1903
Dear Annie
This is just the last lap. Tomorrow we break up for the Midwinter Holidays, a month – I’m not going away. At least only to Fredrikstadt for a few days, am saving up for the home trip much as I’d like to go to Natal. It must wait till things are better.
We’ve just been having exams. The funniest I ever suffered. My beauties know about six words of English each and those they wouldn't say for the Inspector. However he said the discipline was good & paid my salary so I suppose it’s all right. Mrs. Wise (Lab) has bought a new dog cart (such a beauty, quite the smartest in town) and a spanking horse. She can’t drive a scrap and the other girls can’t do much more but they all fancy I’m a boss hand at it so I always have to go. It’s all right I sit up as to the manner born and flourish a long whip.
We've been having rather a bad time just lately. Ada had fever and the boy loafed so we were left on our own, had to do all the work ourselves. No point in getting out to light the fire these mornings. The cold is simply wicked and we haven’t a fireplace or stove in the house except the kitchen. There was three inches ice on the furrows yesterday. I know now why they told us to fetch hot water bags. I nearly live in the possum rug. I’d part with anything I own rather than that rug. I’ve been offered £5 for it over & over again and heaps of people have begged us to bring back rugs for them when we come.
There are two new teachers coming to live at the Hostel after the holidays so we’ll be quite a large household.
I told you I’d got a false tooth in place of that one I had out just before I left. It’s the worry of life and spends most of it’s time in my pocket or at the dentists. He suggested taking a contract for repairs.
The second S.A.C dance is tomorrow night. This place is mad on dancing. They average about one a fortnight. I’m getting sick of them rather but this one is extra special. There are 350 invitations and the special S.A.C. band from Jo’burg.
So you've had the Campbell family with you. Did Ma go back with them? I’m wondering how she’d stand the journey. I hear Lock has gone home. Had a letter from Ena lately.
Fancy Nosworthy taking another wife. The wicked old man.
The Government here is getting mean. We have to pay rent for our rooms now. 25/- a month each. Aren't they cats? They told us at first the house was rent free. Everything is so expensive that really it’s not so very much better than Aust. only that the work is so easy and no one ever worries you to make the kiddies learn. We've got no material. I've had to smash slates into three pieces so the kiddies would each have a bit to write on. Then they have to use a scrap of slate for a pencil. Reading books are unknown. They learn all reading from the blackboard. Lots of them come minus boots even in this wicked weather poor little mortals. They are not as dirty as we were led to believe but still they have a pious dread of water. When I tell them I have a cold bath every day, they’re not a bit impressed only look sorry that I’m so dirty as to need it.
Good night, love to all
Margaret