Debrett - entered RA 1878, became Capt. 1886, Major 1896, Lieut.-Col. 1904, Brevet Col. 1907, Col. 1909, and Hon. Brig.-General (retired) 1917. Served in S.Africa 1900-01 (despatches, DSO) served during European War 1914-17, on Staff (despatches, CB) commanded 2nd Div. RA 1910-14

DSO - London Gazette 19/4/1901 - In recognition of services during the recent operations in South Africa ….. {more on military career}

Joined son Thomas Herbert E. Jackson in Kenya.

His wife died from a monkey bite. Buried in Kitale cemetery 'born 15th June 1879 died 30th July 1931 / R.I.P'

Letter from Max Shaw to Max Elliot Symes: The Jacksons 'built themselves new temporary quarters - but again of daub and wattle. They had brought out all their furniture and things from England and these looked somewhat incongruous against that background, but the house was a home and had the atmosphere of family life that could be found nowhere else near us in those days, and though it was perhaps then the farthest away of all houses and served by the merest apology of a road, frequent visits were made to it and always enjoyed. A few years later a large, well designed and brick built house was put up on a terrace from which a remarkable view of the plains stretching away below and up to the opposite range of hills could be seen. In the rainy season this would be completely blotted out by the clouds and, at all times and in all weathers the colours and lights were constantly changing. Your people were enthusiastic gardeners and they achieved very beautiful results in both landscape and flower borders. They also planted a lot of fruit - apples peaches, plums and bananas. Your mother and sister kept ponies, as well as chickens and turkeys, so they had plenty of occupation and, like us all, lived entirely open-air lives...Your people had a Dodge car which rather resembled Noah's Ark or the Covered Waggon and it suffered some miraculously unfatal accidents, but kept bravely going. 

I think your mother and her sister had no intimate friends of their own age at all, and so were very greatly cut off from the sort of life that the average girl leads at about that age. It was their mother who was the dominating spirit of that house. I shall find it difficult to convey any picture of the charm of her personality; her vigour, intelligence, humour and sympathy were all so active and vital. Her conversation was always stimulating. She was a great reader and her views were always worth listening to. I must confess that when I visited her house I had little or no attention to spare for her daughters who, I thought, were both rather shy and silent. I do think, perhaps, that they were too greatly overshadowed by their mother and that the strength of that personality may have retarded the growth of their own. I think their father, the General, did not marry until he was about forty six or so, and he always seemed, therefore, a rather old man in comparison. It surprised me greatly that he could have seen his way so late in life to make such a complete change as living definitely in Kenya would mean to him. He had been in the Indian Army - of the old school.

Your people made the mistake of trying to keep some monkeys captive as pets. They always fill me with the greatest repulsion. I hate their pathetic eyes and horrible near-human attributes and I believe they are never to be trusted. There were two or three of these kept in a wire enclosure in your garden. They would generally receive any stranger with every sign of passionate hatred and terror, but allowed your own people to approach and feed them and it was your grandmother who usually attended to their feeding. One unfortunate day one of these beasts bit her on the elbow. She said nothing about it and, being one of those people who would avoid making a fuss or causing any anxiety - especially while her mother was stopping with her - took no notice of the bite until the pain became unbearable and poisoning had set in. She then had to be taken down to the little nursing home in Kitale, the best available surgeon was telegraphed for to Eldoret and he found there was only a small chance of saving her life by amputating her arm. This was done. She suffered great pain, but even then was able to try and cheer the people round her by saying that when she was well she would look like the Venus de Milo. But the poison spread and she died a few days later (30 July 1931).