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les；　the　High　Sheriff　of　Bucks；　asking　me　where　I　obtained　the　particulars　concerning　the　said　Peter　Brome。　I　answered　—　out　of　my　own　head。　Indeed；　I　distinctly　remember　inventing　the　name　as　being　one　that　I　had　never　heard；　and　the　fact　of　the　father’s　death　on　Bosworth　Field　I　introduced　to　suit　the　exigences　of　the　story。　In　reply　to　my　request　for　further　particulars；　Colonel　Brome　Giles　kindly　sent　me　a　letter；　from　which；　in　view　of　the　curious　interest　of　the　matter；　I　am　sure　he　will　forgive　me　for　publishing　the　following　extracts：
“Your　hero’s　father　was　the　son　of　Sir　Thomas　Brome；　the　Secretary　of　Henry　VI。　He　was；　as　you　relate；　killed　at　Bosworth；　but　I　never　heard　they　had　property　in　Essex；　but　had　in　Suffolk25　and　Norfolk。　。　。　。　One　branch　of　the　family　took　the　bird”　＇that　is；　as　a　coat…of…arms＇　“as　you　describe。　。　。　。　The　father　of　your　hero　was　the　first　Peter；　and　was　born　1437；　and　was　50　when　killed。　。　。　。　Since　the　Peter　of　1437　there　have　always　been　Peter　Bromes：　my　father　was；　I　am；　and　so　is　my　boy。　We　assumed　Giles　in　1761。”
To　this　I　sent　the　following　answer：
“All　I　can　say　is　that　the　coincidence　is　extremely　curious
（for　I　knew　nothing　of　all　this）；　so　much　so　indeed　that；
taken　in　conjunction　with　some　similar　instances　which　have
occurred　to　me；　almost　do　I　begin　to　believe　in　retrospective
second　sight。”
If　I　may　judge　from　my　own　experience；　such　coincidences　（and；　as　anyone　who　has　read　the　tale　in　question　will　admit；　this　is　a　very　remarkable　coincidence）　are　by　no　means　unmon。　Although　the　particulars　are　too　long　to　set　out；　four　times　at　the　very　least　have　they　happened　to　myself　in　the　case　of　my　own　works　of　imagination。　I　do　not　know　if　any　of　your　readers　can　suggest　an　explanation。　The　odds　against　such　exact　similitudes　seem　so　tremendous　that　I　confess　I　am　unable　to　do　so。　I　am；　Sir；　etc。；
H。　Rider　Haggard。
（It　almost　looks　as　if　Mr。　Rider　Haggard　when　he　thought　he　was　inventing　was　unconsciously　receiving　random　and　accidental　brain…waves；　a　la　Marconi；　from　Colonel　Brome　Giles。　Was　Colonel　Brome　Giles；　we　wonder；　e　when　Mr。　Rider　Haggard　was　planning　his　novel？　—　Ed。；　Spectator。）
24　My　hero’s　property　was　at　Dedham；　in　Essex；　a　few　miles　over　the　Suffolk　border。　—　H。　R。　H。
Another　very　curious　imaginative　parallel　occurs　in　my　novel；　“The　Way　of　the　Spirit。”　In　this　tale；　the　scene　of　which　is　laid　in　Egypt　of　today；　I　introduced　five　weird　native　musicians；　whom　I　named　the　Wandering　Players；　three　of　whom　performed　on　pipes　and　two　upon　drums。　Thrice　did　the　hero；　Rupert　Ullershaw；　meet　this　band　in　the　deserts　of　the　Sudan；　but　never　could　he　speak　with　them；　since　they　would　answer　no　questions　and　accept　no　baksheesh。　They　simply　appeared　and　disappeared　mysteriously；　and　the　sound　of　their　sad　music　always　proved　the　herald　of　misfortune　to　poor　Rupert　—　the　suggestion　being　that　they　were　not　quite　canny　in　their　origin。　These　musicians　were　a　pure　effort　of　invention　so　far　as　I　am　concerned。　I　had　never　read　or　heard　that　any　such　folk　were　supposed　to　haunt　this　very　desert　of　which　I　was　writing。
Imagine；　therefore；　my　astonishment　when；　in　a　copy　of　his　“Notes　de　Voyage”　for　1909　which　Sir　Gaston　Maspero　kindly　sent　me　—　“The　Way　of　the　Spirit”　was　written　in　1905　—　I　found　the　following　passage：
Ces　quatre…la　sont…ils　allies　aux　quatre　afrites　musiciens；　deux　joueurs　de　flute　et　deux　joueurs　de　tambourin　ou　de　darabouka；　qui　hantent　le　desert　dans　les　memes　parages？　Ils　jouent　sur　le　passage　des　voyageurs　et　c’est　toujours　un　mauvais　presage　que　de　les　rencontrer：　si　on　s’eloigne　vite　sans　leur　adresser　la　parole　et；　autant　que　possible；　sans　les　regarder；　on　a　quelque　chance　d’echapper　au　mauvais　sort；　sinon　l’on　est　perdu。
It　will　be　observed　that　here　everything　is　the　same；　mise　en　scene；　misfortune；　all。　There　is　but　one　difference。　Of　Sir　Gaston’s　afrites；　or　musical　ghosts；　there　were　four；　of　my　wandering　players；　five。　I　have　added　a　third　flutist　by　way　of　interest　on　the　capital　of　the　true　legend。
Perhaps　these　examples　of　literary　coincidence　in　my　own　books　may　suffice；　though　I　think　there　are　more。　Indeed　I　recall　two　in　connection　with　“Heart　of　the　World”　and　“Ayesha”　respectively；　which　are　curious　enough　in　their　way。　Also　as　I　write　it　es　back　to　me　that　there　are　yet　two　others　which；　as　I　am　on　the　subject；　I　may　as　well　state　quite　briefly。
The　first　of　these　is　to　be　found　in　“Montezuma’s　Daughter。”　Here　the　hero；　a　certain　Thomas　Wingfield；　is　stated　to　have　lived　near　Bungay　in　the　reign　of　Elizabeth；　and　to　have　been　a　doctor　by　trade；　having　learned　his　business　from　another　leech　in　this　immediate　neighbourhood。　After　many　adventures　he　dies　here　a　rich　man　and　leaves　charities　to　the　poor。　Certainly　I　did　think　it　strange　when；　subsequent　to　the　writing　of　the　book；　I　discovered　from　Mr。　Herbert　Hartcup；　the　lawyer；　who　is　a　trustee　of　the　Bungay　Charities；　that　a　man　called　Thomas　Wingfield　did　live　and　die　at　that　exact　time；　that　he　was　a　doctor　who　served　his　apprenticeship　with　another　local　leech；　that　in　some　way　or　other　he　did　accumulate　wealth　of　which　he　bequeathed　a　portion　to　the　poor　that　they　enjoy　to　this　day；　and　that　his　will；　which　I　have　since　seen；　was　just　such　a　one　as　might　have　been　written　by　the　imaginary　Thomas。　Almost　am　I　tempted　to　believe　that　the　true　Wingfield　must　have　visited　Mexico　in　the　days　of　Cortes；　and　that；　if　one　were　to　dig　up　his　bones；　among　them　would　be　found　the　necklace　of　great　emeralds　which　was　given　to　him　by　Guatemoc　in　the　hiding…place　of　Montezuma’s　treasure。
The　last　specimen　is　very　simple。　While　visiting　an　old　church　in　Suffolk　I　conceived　the　idea　of　my　novel；　“Joan　Haste；”　of　which　it　is　unnecessary　to　set　out　the　plot。　After　reading　it　a　connection　of　mine　remarked　that　he　had　been　much　interested　by　the　book；　though　he　did　not　think　that　the　A。…Z。‘s；　whom　he　knew　well；　would　altogether　appreciate　such　an　accurate　report　of　a　passage　in　their　family　history　whereof　they　did　not　often　speak。　Also　he　was　nervous　lest　it　should　be　supposed　by　them　that　he　had　told　me　a　story　which　was　municated　to　him　in　confidence。　On　further　investigation　it　transpired　that　these　A。…Z。‘s　were　buried　in　the　very　churchyard　where　I　had　imagined　my　tale；　and　that　their　family　owned　and　still　own　all　the　land　by　which　it　is　surrounded。
It　needs　no　great　stretch　of　fancy　to　believe　that　in　some　subtle　way　the　bones　beneath　the　soil　of　that　churchyard　had　imparted　some　of　their　history　to　my　mind　while；　touched　by　the　place；　I　stood　there　evolving　the　material　for　another　book。
Before　I　finally　leave　the　subject　of　romance…writing　I　should　like　to　say　a　few　words　upon　a　certain　point。　I　have　been　a　good　deal　attacked　because　there　is　much　fighting　in　many　of　my　more　imaginative　works；　which　fighting　necessarily　involves　the　death　of　men；　the　inference　being　that　to　write　of　such　things　is　not　desirable。　I　would　ask；　Why　not？　However　painful　the　fact；　it　remains　true　that　man　is　a　fighting　animal；　and　that　from　the　time　of　Homer　down；　and　probably　for　tens　of　thousands　of　years　before　it；　some　of　his　finest　qualities　—　such　as　patriotism；　courage；　obedience　to　authority；　patience　in　disaster；　fidelity　to　friends　and　a　noble　cause；　endurance；　and　so　forth　—　have　been　evolved　in　the　presence　of　war；　as　we　need　go　no　further　than　the　pages　of　the　Old　Testament　to　learn。　Is　it　not　better　to　write　of　hard；　clean；　honest　fighting　than；　for　instance；　of　treacherous　and　sickening　murder？　Will　any　young　man　be　the　worse　for　the　lesson　that　his　hands　were　given　him　to　defend　his　head；　and；　if　need　be；　his　country’s　honour；　with　that　of　all　who　are　dear　to　him？　I　think　not。
It　is　true　that　in　such　a　book　as　“Nada　the　Lily”　there　is　much　slaughter。　But　all　this　is　a　matter　of　history。　A　tale　of　the　days　of　Chaka　which　left　out　his　slayings　and　battles　would　be　false　to　the　facts　and　merely　ludicrous。　Omelets　cannot　be　made　without　the　breaking　of　eggs。　Would　such　critics　then　argue　that　this　tale　and　others　like　it　should　be　left　untold？　If　so；　I　hold　that　they　are　wrong；　since　these　give　a　picture　which；　from　the　circumstances　of　my　youth；　perhaps　I　alone　in　the　world　can　paint；　not　only　of　some　very　remarkable　men；　but　of　a　state　of　savage　society　which　has　now　passed　away　and　may　never　recur。
Further；　is　there　not　some　hypocrisy　in　such　cavilling　in　an　age　when　all　the　great　nations　of　the　world　are　arming　themselves　to　the　teeth　for　that　Armageddon　which　one　day　must　e？　And　do　not　some　of　the　very　papers　in　which　it　appears　fill　their　columns　with　nauseous　and　most　particular　accounts　of　dreadful　and　degrading　crimes；　such　as　the　betrayal　and　butchery　of　a　defenceless　woman；　dilating　on　them　from　day　to　day　till　the　reader　is　sickened？　Of　which　is　it　the　more　harmful　to　read　—　of　a　fight　between　the　splendid　Zulu　impis；　faithful　to　death；　of　old　Umslopogaas　holding　the　stair　against　overpowering　odds；　or；　let　us　say；　of　the　dismemberment　of　a　wife　or　the　massacre　of　little　children　by　some　human　brute　or　lunatic？
Personally　I　hate　war；　and　all　killing；　down　to　the　destruction　of　the　lower　animals　for　the　sake　of　sport；　has　bee　abominable　to　me。　But　while　the　battle…clouds　bank　up　I　do　not　think　that　any　can　be　harmed　by　reading　of　heroic　deeds　or　of　frays　in　which　brave　men　lose　their　lives。
What　I　deem　undesirable　are　the　tales　of　lust；　crime；　and　moral　perversion　with　which　the　bookstalls　are　strewn　by　dozens。
Chapter　17　POLITICS　AND　TOWN　LIFE
H。　R。　H。‘s　political　views　—　Bred　a　Tory　—　Cross…bench　mind　—　Strong　Imperialist　—　Asked　to　stand　for　King’s　Lynn　—　Declined　—　Co…director　of　African　Review　—　Undertook　later　to　contest　East　Norfolk　—　Difficult　constituency　for　Conservative　—　Beaten　by　198　votes　—　Stood　in　the　agricultural　interest　—　Specially　interested　in　S。　African　affairs　—　Cecil　Rhodes　—　Retired　from　African　Review　—　Death　of　H。　R。　H。‘s　father　—　Elected　chairman　of　local　bench　—　Major　Burnham　—　Some　of　his　adventures　—　Major　Cheyne。
Ever　since　I　came　to　manhood　I　have　taken　an　interest　in　politics；　though　at　first　it　was　the　foreign　branch　of　the　subject　that　attracted　me　most。　Like　most　country　squires　my　f