# Letters of a Javanese princess/Chapter 61

LXI
July 4th, 1903.
WHATEVER the future may have in store for us, I pray that we may always remain confident and gay and full of faith.
I have said so often to others, "do not despair, do not curse your cross, weary one. Through suffering comes power." Now it is my fate to apply what I have been preaching.
But I will not think any more of strife or suffering, of care and of anxiety. It makes my head so tired, and my heart so sick. I will smell the perfume of flowers and bathe in the sunshine; they are always here to comfort us. ··········
Moeske, we have begun our work. We thank your husband for his advice to begin at once, just as we were. We had not dared to hope that it would begin so easily.
We started with one pupil, quickly the number jumped to five, and tomorrow morning eight will come to the kaboepaten, and soon there will be ten. We are so pleased when we look at our little children. They are such a fresh unspoiled little band; they always come exquisitely neat, and they get along so amiably together. They learned to trust us quickly; while they pay all due respect to form, they are ​still as free and unrestrained before us as though there were no such thing as rank or difference of degree.
The day before yesterday the djaksa of Karimoan Djawa brought a daughter to me. Picture it Moeske, they send their daughters away from home, and let them eat with us here in a strange place.
Yesterday, a young mother came to me in great distress; she said that she lived too far away, if it were not so, she would be so glad to come and study with us herself. As that cannot be, she wants to provide for her little daughter, the education which she has not had the opportunity to gain. Her child is not yet a year old; as soon as she is six years old, her mother will send her to us, wherever we may be.
The children come here four days in the week, from eight to half past twelve. They study, writing, reading, handiwork and cooking. We teachers do not give lessons in art unless the pupils show a special aptitude for it.
Our school must not have the air of a school, or we that of school-mistresses. It must be like a great household of which we are the mothers. We will try and teach them love as we understand it, by word and deed.
In our own youth, we were guided by that simple precept which is universally understood: "Do not unto others what you do not wish done unto yourself.'"
Mevrouw Van Kol has told us much of your Jesus, and of the apostles Peter and Paul.
Of whatever belief or race a man may be, a great soul is a great soul—a noble character, a noble character. I have read "Quo Vadis," and I have been thrilled with admiration for the martyrs to their faith, who amid the bitterest suffering, still looked faithfully and trustingly ​toward the Highest and proclaimed His praise in beautiful song. I have suffered with them and I have rejoiced with them.
Do you know "We Two," by Edna Lyall? That is a very fine book. It treats of atheism and Christianity, of true Christianity and of its frightful perversion, of which, alas, there is so much in the world. The atheist, Luke Raebum, is a great figure, and Erica Raebum too is a noble character, who from a zealous atheist becomes a sincere and believing Christian. They were a father and daughter who loved each other devotedly, and depended each upon the other.
We read too the "Soul of a People." That is about Buddhism and is also a beautiful book. We are anxious now to read something about Judaism (do you not say that?). Perhaps Zangwill's book "Dreams of the Ghetto" will be what we seek.
* ↑ To Mevrouw Abendanon.
* ↑ Written with a pencil after an illness.
* ↑ A group of islands off the coast of Japara.