and man, is to trace the analogy there always is between the progress and
development of one individual and of a whole nation; or, again, between a
single nation and the entire human race. It is pleasant when it dawns on
you that the one is just the other written out in large letters; and very
odd to find all the little follies and virtues, and developments and
retrogressions, written out in the big world's book that you find in your
little internal self. It is the most amusing thing I know of; but of
course, being a woman, I have not often time for such amusements.
Professional duties always first, you know. It takes a great deal of time
and thought always to look perfectly exquisite, even for a pretty woman.
Is the old buggy still in existence, Waldo?"

"Yes, but the harness is broken."

"Well, I wish you would mend it. You must teach me to drive. I must learn
something while I am here. I got the Hottentot girl to show me how to make
sarsarties this morning; and Tant Sannie is going to teach me to make
kapjes. I will come and sit with you this afternoon while you mend the
harness."

"Thank you."

"No, don't thank me; I come for my own pleasure. I never find any one I
can talk to. Women bore me, and men, I talk so to--'Going to the ball this
evening? Nice little dog that of yours. Pretty little ears. So fond of
pointer pups!' And they think me fascinating, charming! Men are like the
earth, and we are the moon; we turn always one side to them, and they think
there is no other, because they don't see it--but there is."

They had reached the house now.