Selected Excerpts from Captain of My Heart: A TransAtlantic Romance, by Camelia Gardner, Pub. 2003
Nov 1, 1903
Dear Wally,
To my Prince, Captain of my Heart, I miss you so. It has been so long, since the summer, when we last saw each other. I think of you every day, dream of you every night. Wish for your kisses, and sleep with your letters.
It sounds like you have settled in to being a wonderful Kaiser! I hope your people appreciate you. I know they must.
With All My Love,
Betsie
Nov 6, 1903
Dear Betsie,
Your letters are an ever-present comfort to me, as I still struggle with the Reichstag, and even my own ministers! I feel like a Montana bronco buster, like those your President Roosevelt told us about! I’m always riding high, but having to hold on tight to keep from being thrown in the dust.
Your Enduring Protector,
Wally
Nov 15, 1903
Oh, Wally! I heard in the news today that you are going to war again! Well, perhaps not you, but Germany. You won’t go to war yourself, will you? Yes, I suppose you will, won’t you! You’re too much a man to send someone to do something you wouldn’t do yourself. But I do hope you will take care of yourself, wherever you are! Don’t let anybody at home take advantage! And be safe. You will be in my prayers, every day, seven times a day – not just twice or thrice, like usual!
With Kisses for My Captain,
Betsie
Nov 16, 1903
My Dearest Prince,
Professor Bradford said today that Germany was just playing as bully, and that one of these days you were going to find someone bigger on the block who would put you down! I spoke out against him, of course, but… I have to admit, Wally, I don’t know exactly what to say. I got your telegram to say you’re okay, but I know you’re surely too busy to telephone. And I certainly don’t want to trouble you when you have so much on your mind. The newspapers here have mixed feelings, but I know none of them have your perspective on things. Some of what the newspapers say is much worse than old Bradford! And I was just getting used to not having Wilson’s snide comments to get my blood boiling!
Love and Prayers for My Captain,
Betsie
Nov 22, 1903
To My Axis, My Center, My Heart,
Dear Betsie, I am so sorry I haven’t had time to write. Things are calming down now that all the soldiers are ashore, but it was a rough time for a while.
I can now attest that I had absolutely no idea how much work it was to run a war! When I was out in the field, shivering on horseback or gathered around a campfire, I thought all those generals and ministers were having parties and dining out every night while we suffered. I have to admit, I saw my Father doing that a number of times during the Isthmus War. At least until Fritz died. But I’m told that I am a much more responsible commander than he. I don’t want to believe that, though I do try my very best.
Thank you for standing up for me. And for Germany. I really didn’t realize that you would face so much heat at Princeton, though I should have known, the way those professors are.
For one, I must say that, although we haven’t been in a shooting war with Russia since before you and I met, there has been a war of sorts… Call it a “cold war,” perhaps. I can’t tell you the number of times we found troops gathering on our border, and began to get concerned, and then found they were being sent someplace else. They did that intentionally, I think. Just to make us nervous, and to remind us they’re there. Nicholas should know I harbor no evil intentions toward him, but he taunts us nonetheless.
And then, where are all those soldiers going? In recent years, they have been going east and south – toward central Asia – where they have been taking over small countries and unorganized territories – Crimea, Khiva, Kokand, Bukhara, among others. When they attacked, and finally annexed Khiva earlier this year, I felt we had no choice but to conclude Russia’s aggression must be countered.
They have also been waging war with Persia, and we believe they mean to take all of Persia and make it a base from which to launch assaults or disruptions against our Persian Gulf oil wells. From a strategic standpoint, we cannot allow this. So we will create a buffer of German land in Persia to stand between the Russians and the oil wells.
Thank you for understanding these things, My Dear Betsie! I know many Americans do not look beyond their own borders, and when they do they can only sneer.
With Ultimate Love,
Your Prince Wally