Last night I said I would take tonight completely off just to dream of
you, in the present, in the past and in the future. But at the time, I had
the notion that today was the last day of the year, and so I have
postponed my devotional evening until tomorrow. Today has been warm though
not unpleasantly so, and tonight is just one of those nights when I should
like to be able to go for a good walk with you - if you were tireless I
would walk all night with you. But I shall just have to walk with you
mentally and look at your photo watching me from its little across the
room - it is the photo that got stained with sea-water, but the staining
is so regular that the effect has been to make the light parts a
cream-colour instead of a white.
A few days ago, long letter from Jackson followed me home. It was
dated 14th June, and gave me information about the state of my mother's
health. He also urged me to send Dick to the C.E. Grammar school in
Brisbane and gave in an interesting way what he considered should be aimed
at in sending a boy to a good school. He insists that it is impossible at
present to get a school of the highest type where a certain amount of
orthodox religion is not taught. Jackson is one of the pillars of
the C.E. in Brisbane, but privately I know that his views do not differ
very greatly from my own. But he is more compromising and besides his own
sons have been brought up as orthodox Anglicans - and that makes a
difference. I have answered his letter tonight and told him that I am
always prepared to send Dick to a C.E. Grammar School, provided the
headmaster will meet me reasonably in my wish that Dick should not be taught
to act a part in anything so sacred as religion.
This evening another patient ( a little girl this time) came in after
getting hit by a "Daisy" air rifle in the eye. A boy potted her
"from across the street". I am going to ask the honoraries here
if they cannot do anything to have children forbidden to use air rifles.
This girl will have permanent interference with vision in one eye.
I am beginning to get on my feet here a little, Anne. Can do refraction
work with fair accuracy and begin to make something of the fundus of the
eye with an ophthalmoscope. My position with the honoraries will soon be
satisfactory, I think - it is almost so already.
It was a busy afternoon today and we did not finish up until nearly
dinner time, so I had no time to get out, though I will do so tomorrow.
Will now think about bed, and so my sweetheart goodnight, with a good hug
and a kiss (or rather dozens of them.)