156; Joubert (or Ackerman); daughter; floor; dying; measles and pneumonia.
15; Barnard; two daughters; one dangerously sick; poor anxious mother! While hurrying to relieve with some beef tea and Benger"s Food stopped on way by desperate mother.
471; Marais; eight children; all sick; no nourishment; two very bad. To think of it!
After tea called to 235; orphans; boy very bad; sisters" tears.
Also 211; Roux; daughter; pneumonia.
Again 383; much drawn to that child; large, soft, trustful brown eyes; asked yesterday that I pray she might get well; to-day otherwise; trusting.
Distributed beef tea and Benger"s food to some very urgent cases; the thankfulness melts one"s heart.
Funerals; fourteen.
Found on getting home plate food on box; enjoyed same at tea; great cheer to be with the Van As"s.
Closed Sunday School; children sing "Dat"s Heeren Zegen!" ("The blessing of the Lord descend on thee.")
Monday, August 26.-That imbecile boy died to-day; the old mother sent for me, but I found no time to go.
Don"t think 526 will last long; gave candles, beef tea and Benger"s Food this evening.
383 much better; smiled this morning when I entered.
339; great tribulation; six deaths in one week.
440; girlie; sweet face; wonder if she will die or live; very, very bad; Cloete.
288; Mrs. Venter; young wife; sick; five children sick; gave beef tea and Benger"s Food.
352; the lost little lamb found; one of my first, whose number I had omitted to take; Weinanda; five years; pining away; large grey eyes; far-away look; poor little mite; Ken jij ver mij, me kind?" (Do you still remember me, child?") "Ja, Oom; Oom is de Predikant" ("Yes, Uncle; Uncle is the Minister"). "Is Weinanda blij dat Oom weer gekom het?" ("Is Weinanda glad that Uncle has come again?") "Ja, Oom; Oom is goed om te kom" ("Yes, Uncle; it was good of Uncle to come") Wonder if I really am rather soft; but when this little mite clasped her tiny hands together when Oom began to pray, I was bowled clean over.
35, 156, 15 rather better.
At 34 found old friends of Oom Jacob; Wernich; the old woman weak; very nice to meet so many great friends of Oom Jacob and of Papa from Colesberg; old Mr. Du Plessis can"t get over it.
Wasted much time at weekly meeting of the Elders; impatient; each Elder has block of sixteen tents to care for; heard reports; nearly all report general sickness. The amount of sickness just now is terrible; a vast hospital; the bitter cold nights play havoc; most lie on the hard bare ground.
Fighting grimly with uncleanliness; the idea that it is dangerous to wash with measles; rot!
Another great point; must insist that friends and relatives abstain from all long-faced despondency, with total absence of any cheer and hopefulness; this bad effect on patients; if anyone seriously ill, they "hands up" and cl.u.s.ter around to await the end, lest perchance they miss seeing "zoo "n prachtige sterfbed" (such a beautiful deathbed).
Mrs. Botha (outer Camp) sent for me; penitent; wonder if it is only the fear that drives her, or whether it is a genuine case of true repentance; she has measles badly.
91; mother sick; five children (and one in hospital).
Sad about 398; buried two children this afternoon; this is the third; mother also dead; husband sick; glad I found time to see him; poor fellow.
458; great distress; old grandmother; sick mother; sick children; no nourishment; no candles; very helpless; Benger"s Food, beef tea, and candles.
Made only about twenty-two visits to-day.
Relieved Mr. Becker funeral service; seven this afternoon; had no time to prepare; reckless; got through somehow; "Het wordt gezaaid in verderfelijkheid, het wordt opgewekt in onverderfelijkheid" (It is sown in corruption, it is raised in incorruption).
"Ja, leeraar, hier in ons Kamp wordt daar nie droppels tranen gestort nie maar emmers vol" ("Yes, Pastor, here in our Camp it is not drops but bucketsful of tears that are shed").
There are about a dozen corpses in morgue tents just now.
Tuesday, August 27.-The blessedness of eventide.
Letters from Issie and Louise; seem to have forgotten for a brief s.p.a.ce the sorrows around.
Record day so far; visited thirty-five tents; very hard task. It is so delightful to offer up a thanksgiving prayer for a change; the usual "noodgebed" (emergency prayer) is most wearying. Thank G.o.d, that in some I found "beterschap" (convalescence).
Am striking out in new direction now; there is too much despondency and heaviness of spirit rampant; anyhow, extremely difficult task, for the conditions all around are most lamentably depressing.
Am going to sew blankets into bag this evening, a la Hanglip[15]; last night bitterly cold; frost this morning; to-day very hot again; these two extremes so disastrous to the sick.
440 little better, and 383 much better.
190; Mrs. Taljard died last night.
Deaths at 201, 312, and 460 also; and all these had never yet been visited. Here is where the dissatisfaction comes in; and yet, how am I to know?
In 436 a child died; mother in great sorrow.
Next to 416 is Mrs. Van der Walt; very sick; not at all serene within; such cases very hard. While at dinner suddenly called to Mrs. Van der Walt-death"s throes; prayer; when at dinner, on return, heard the horrible whistle go.
Our wood is done, and there remains nothing wherewith to make coffins; will have to bury in blankets to-morrow I fear; this will cause extra affliction and unhappiness. Pitiable to see husband of Mrs. Van der Walt pleading for boxes which could not be given; and he was "schatryk" (very rich) they say. There will be a great outcry, I"m afraid. And yet, after all, will a coffin save the soul?
After dinner, 169; baby died; mother sorely stricken.
Visited old mother in 25 again, and spoke few words of cheer; she is an old Christian; blessed me for coming.
In luck"s way to-day; felt inclined for handwash, and was taken into tent 335; Horak"s; relations of old Jaap"s[16]; nice, clean, tidy; delighted; happiness; mother; daughter; autoharp; lemon syrup; must go again if I can.
"Wie is daar? Wat is dit?" ("Who is there? What is it?")
"Zal Minheer L-- a.s.semblief gou kom naar Mrs. Meintjes? Zij le op sterve!" ("Will Mr. L-- please come quickly to Mrs. Meintjes? She is dying!")
Just returned; delirious; called her by name after prayer, and she became conscious for a few seconds; fear her moments on earth are numbered. How good of those girls to watch over her! Husband rushed out of tent in tears. Now, what could I do?
"Is there no pity sitting in the clouds can see into the bottom of our grief?"
10 p.m., walked through Camp.
Great coughs; little coughs; deep coughs; shrill coughs; hoa.r.s.e coughs; long coughs; short coughs; coughs that are no coughs at all. Wonder how many are to die to-night!