I saw the youth become at once a man, the greybeard
Turn young again, the child grow to a lusty youth –
Yes, and that sex, the weak, as men most call it,
Show itself brave and strong, and of a ready mind.
GOETHE.
My Dear Dr. Philpott,
Accept my sincere thanks for your kind permission to dedicate this volume to you. In doing this, I desire to express my grateful sense of your many acts of real friendship towards my husband, and also of the kind remembrance you have of him: the more valued as when alive he held no one in higher respect and regard than yourself.
The book pretends to no other merit than that of being a plain, unexaggerated account of the sad events which came immediately under my own eye, and are only a sample of what happened wherever the mutiny prevailed in India.
Your kind interest in my husband induces me to hope, that the history of his fate will not be a matter of indifference to you.
I beg to remain, dear Dr. Philpott,
Yours most faithfully and respectfully,
R. M. Coopland.
Thorp Arch Vicarage,
December 20, 1858.
Chapter 9 – The Journey Homeward
This collection transcribed by Chris Gage