"Tant Sannie, Em's Boer stepmother, is to be married tomorrow. She is gone
to town today, and the wedding feast is to be at her brother's farm. Em
and I are going to ride over on horseback, but her cousin is going to ride
in the buggy with that German. I don't think I've written to you since she
came back from school. I don't think you would like her at all, Jemima;
there's something so proud about her. She thinks just because she's
handsome there's nobody good enough to talk to her, and just as if there
had nobody else but her been to boarding-school before.

"They are going to have a grand affair tomorrow; all the Boers about are
coming, and they are going to dance all night; but I don't think I shall
dance at all; for, as Em's cousin says, these Boer dances are low things.
I am sure I only danced at the last to please Em. I don't know why she is
fond of dancing. Em talked of our being married on the same day as Tant
Sannie; but I said it would be nicer for her if she waited till the
shearing was over, and I took her down to see you. I suppose she will have
to live with us (Em's cousin, I mean), as she has not anything in the world
but a poor fifty pounds. I don't like her at all, Jemima, and I don't
think you would. She's got such queer ways; she's always driving about in
a gig with that low German; and I don't think it's at all the thing for a
woman to be going about with a man she's not engaged to. Do you? If it
was me now, of course, who am a kind of connection, it would be different.
The way she treats me, considering that I am so soon to be her cousin, is
not at all nice. I took down my album the other day with your likenesses
in it, and I told her she could look at it, and put it down close to her;
but she just said, Thank you, and never even touched it, as much as to say-
-What are your relations to me?

"She gets the wildest horses in that buggy, and a horrid snappish little