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WHEN we were in Samarang, our eldest sister came over to see us. "Sister, sister," was all that she said, when she had seen me. The arms that were thrown around me trembled, and her eyes were filled with tears. We were silent; we understood each other. At last we have found our sister.
At last, after years, we have gained her understanding and respect. That gives us new courage, because at first, she was very conservative, and was opposed violently to every innovation. ··········
Formerly it was not the custom to send children to school. Now it is an everyday occurrence; but when one has a little matter of twenty- five children, can one educate them all?
The question is never raised, that one has not the right to awaken life when one cannot maintain life. Alas, how simple I am! ··········
I thought to myself that, if I did something terrible, which would call down universal scorn upon my head; if every one passed me by, and I were showered with insults, would Father and would Mother turn away from me? No, they would not. I should still be their child, and have a place in their hearts. All the time we were sitting quietly here in our room, sewing on Kleintje's clothes. She will have nothing that
- ↑ To Mevrouw Abendanon.
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