. The life and correspondence of the Right Hon. Sir Bartle Frere, bart. s from Kurrachee, to his old friendMr. G. T. Clark— August 7, 1859. You would not reproach me with not writing to youbefore I left England if you had ever had to pack youroverland trunks, leaving your wife and little ones behindyou, and feeling that however you might prosper, youcould never see those same children again—that even ifyou returned in a very few years, they would be so alteredthat you would have to guess their names, and to discover,as in a stranger, tempers and dispositions with formingwhich you have had noth
. The life and correspondence of the Right Hon. Sir Bartle Frere, bart. s from Kurrachee, to his old friendMr. G. T. Clark— August 7, 1859. You would not reproach me with not writing to youbefore I left England if you had ever had to pack youroverland trunks, leaving your wife and little ones behindyou, and feeling that however you might prosper, youcould never see those same children again—that even ifyou returned in a very few years, they would be so alteredthat you would have to guess their names, and to discover,as in a stranger, tempers and dispositions with formingwhich you have had nothing to do. You know what the first uprooting from home is inyouth, but the wrench then is a trifle to what it is whenyou are yourself the head of the home. You may satisfyyour reason that it is on the whole the best thing for thepoor children themselves ; but if every cadet knew whatit would be after he was married and had turned forty, Ifear Her Majesty would get few Indian recruits, and Iwould defy even your ready pen to write many letters thatcould be put
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