I can’t fathom their calumny. I’m under review. Mr. Wilson, has been suspended as one would expect, but Mr. Fish as well? For what? Telling the truth? Mr. Chuckerbutty is also under investigation. And I’m supposed to explain how it all happened. What can I say beyond what’s in the transcripts?
Six weeks later, the Foreign Mission Committee declares that after reviewing correspondence since my arrival in Calcutta, they find unmistakable proofs of temper and disposition that make me unsuited for my position. I’m to transfer control of the College to Mr. MacFarlane and walk away with six months’ salary. The cheek. I’ve raised the College to the highest academic level in its existence, and this is their thanks.
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