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But it was not until a number of letters written from India by William Arnold to my father in New Zealand between 1848 and 1855, with a few later ones, came into my possession, at my father's death, that I really seemed to know this dear vanished kinsman, though his orphaned children had always been my friends. The letters of 1848 and 1849 read like notes for Oakfield.
In the later pictures he was grouped with children, whom I knew as my Indian cousins. But him, in the flesh, I had never seen. He was dead. His wife was dead. On the landing bookcase of Fox How there was, however, a book in two blue volumes, which I soon realized as a "novel," called Oakfield, which had been written by the handsome young soldier in the daguerreotype.
Later on, of course, I read Oakfield, and learned to take a more informed pride in the writer of it.
But various incidents in the story the quarrel at the mess-table, the horse-whipping, the court martial, the death of Vernon, and the meeting between Oakfield and Stafford, the villain of the piece, after Chilianwallah are told with force, and might have led on, had the writer lived, to something more detached and mature in the way of novel-writing.
The school house, in which the meetings were held, was located within the limits of the present village of Oakfield. The class at this place had been formed during the early part of 1844, by Rev H.S. Bronson, when he was pastor of Lake Winnebago Mission, and consisted of Russell Wilkinson, Leader, and Alma, his wife, Robert Wilkinson, and Almira, his wife, Eliza Botsford and Sarah Bull.
The young soldier whose literary gift, always conspicuous among the nine in the old childish Fox How days, and already shown in Oakfield, was becoming more and more marked, was at this time a frequent contributor to the Times, the Economist, and Fraser, and was presently offered the editorship of the Economist.
'Come, Jobson, says a jolly tanner, 'if I wanted to be a Parliament man, I don't think you could refuse me one! 'I don't think I could, Mr. Oakfield. 'Well, then, give it to my friend. 'Well, sir, I'll think about it. 'Leave him to me, says another member of the committee, with a significant look. 'I know how to get round him. It's all right. 'Yes, leave him to Hayfield, Mr.
It's one of those he was a cute chap, my driver, and he contrived to slow down and keep well behind, and yet to see where Chestermarke got out. The name of the house is Oakfield Villa it's on the gateposts. Of course, I made sure. I sent my man off and then I hung round some time, passing and re-passing once or twice.
The brothers and sisters named in it are Walter, the youngest of the family, a middy of fourteen, on board ship, and not very happy in the Navy, which he was ultimately to leave for Durham University and business; Willy, in the Indian Army, afterward the author of Oakfield, a novel attacking the abuses of Anglo-Indian life, and the first Director of Public Instruction in the Punjab commemorated by his poet brother in "A Southern Night"; Edward, at Oxford; Mary, the second daughter, who at the age of twenty-two had been left a widow after a year of married life; and Fan, the youngest daughter of the flock, who now, in 1917, alone represents them in the gray house under the fells.
Among the additions were Lansing Martin, Wm. Hare, Mrs. Susan Woodworth, and others, who have been pillars in the church. Green Lake Mission Continued. Quarterly Meeting at Oshkosh. Rev. G. N. Hanson. Lake Apuckaway. Lost and Found. Salt and Potatoes. Mill Creek. Rock River. Rev. J.M.S. Maxson. Oakfield. Cold Bath. Fox Lake. Gospel vs. Whiskey. On Time. Badger Hill. S.A.L. Davis. Miller's Mill.
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