Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 149 )
At last the day has come, I am boarding the vessel that will deliver me safely back to England. This is not a Troop Carrier, but a regular liner. My journey will be a pleasant break, I will be mixing with civilians not the Military.
This time thankfully, I have a cabin to myself, it is not the height of luxury, but after my quarters a Bloemfontein it certainly seemed that way.
Everything is all very civilised, just like being on a cruise. I feel quite spoilt, I could get to enjoy this kind of life. After the very basic rations at the Camp the food was a delight I feel sure that I will soon regain any weight I lost whilst there.
I am content to return home to England. I consider I have done my duty both to my Military Masters and more importantly to my patients. One thing was certain after the tour of Inspection by Miss Hobhouse and the improvements that she insisted upon and the medicines that she bought with her, all helped to lower the death toll at the camp.
Would that there were more people like her, people with that spirit of charity and humanity toward their fellow man or woman, as the case may be. I do not consider I have done enough to earn my redemption, but pray that the work I have done might be considered in my favour, after all I volunteered and did so willingly.
I do appreciate that up till now, my life has not been totally blameless, but I am trying my hardest to redress that situation. A fact that should be self – evident. Never having sought redemption before, I have no inkling of how long or short a process it can be. Can it be regained in a moment or will it take a lifetime of good works.
(C) Damian Grange 2019