Post Retirement
After retiring he remained in Jamaica where he was a property owner and he got involved in local politics and contested the St Andrew Parish in the Legislative Council elections but was not elected. With the outbreak of the First World War he was recalled to the Army and was posted to take up a command post in South West Africa and he was also put in command of a British Expeditionary Force sent to fight the Germans in East Africa. On 5 June 1916 he succeeded his younger brother as second Earl Kitchener according to a special remainder in the letters patent. In 1918 he left Jamaica to return to Britain. After the war he moved to Kenya where he was active in encouraging the settlement of War veterans in the British colony and he also developed a number of Flax-producing estates in the colony.
Lord Kitchener was married in 1877 to Eleanor Fanny Lushington (died 1897) with whom he had a son and a daughter:
- Henry Franklin Chevallier Kitchener, Viscount Broome (17 Oct 1878 – 13 Jun 1928)
- Lady Nora Fanny Kitchener (1882 - 10 May 1919)
His son and heir Henry Franklin Kitchener, Viscount Broome (1878–1928) predeceased him so his titles passed to his grandson Henry Herbert Kitchener on his death in 1937 in Nairobi, Kenya.
His great granddaughter Emma Joy Kitchener (born 1962) is a lady in waiting to Princess Michael of Kent and the wife of actor Julian Fellowes.
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