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Mr. Gooderham was naturally pleased, but told those present 

 he did not recognise himself in the language that had been used, 

 as he was very conscious of many deficiencies. There would 

 always be a warm place in his heart for Christ Church, Crouch 

 End, and he hoped to meet them all again in times of peace. 



The Rev. C. J. Sharp, a former vicar of Christ Church, speaks 

 of Mr. Gooderham's character as one of delightful frankness, 

 and that he was liked by all for his lack of professional aloofness. 

 '* His unconventionality was to me one of his greatest charms." 



Mr. Sharp was with him once when a lady complained of not 

 receiving an earlier visit from the clergy. " Why did you not 

 grouse ? " replied the curate. 



Another lady he told that he did not visit her as he saw her 

 in her window every morning. 



Once he took the vicar's place at a United Prayer Meeting 

 presided over by the Wesleyan minister. All were delighted 

 with the address and prayers of the curate that they thought 

 looked little more than a boy. 



During Mr. Gooderham's Cambridge days, when studying 

 theology he parted with some of the beliefs of his childhood, 

 beliefs still treasured in many pious households, especially 

 amongst those who do not reason. He chose to prepare for 

 ordination under the guidance of Mr. Major at Ripon. He was 

 the third young clergyman who was trained there to fall in the 

 war. 



There seem to have been quite a number of people who 

 predicted Mr. Gooderham would come back no more from the 

 front, his vicar amongst them. Why, I do not know, unless the 

 depressing accounts in the daily papers and the long Roll of 

 Honour lists got upon their nerves. 



It was some time after enlisting before Mr. Gooderham went 

 to the front. At first he was on the East Coast, then as an 

 officer of an Irish Regiment at Dublin. He was there when the 

 Easter Rebellion took place, waiting, and stationed about fifteen 

 miles out of Dublin with his machine-guns in readiness for 

 immediate action should it prove necessary, as the rebels were 

 believed to be in some strength between them and the city. 



From a hill near they watched the flames which told them 

 what was taking place in Dublin. He must have been longing 

 to turn his guns on to those responsible for those flames. 



