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Schreiner, Olive, 1855-1920

"The Story of an African Farm, a novel"

Now Em--I'm very
fond of her, as you know--but if I tell her to put on a certain dress, that
dress she puts on; and if I tell her to sit on a certain seat, on that seat
she sits; and if I tell her not to speak to a certain individual, she does
not speak to them. If a man lets a woman do what he doesn't like he's a
muff.
"Give my love to mother and the children. The veld here is looking pretty
good, and the sheep are better since we washed them. Tell father the dip
he recommended is very good.
"Em sends her love to you. She is making me some woollen shirts; but they
don't fit me so nicely as those mother made me.
"Write soon to
"Your loving brother, Gregory.
"P.S.--She drove past just now; I was sitting on the kraal wall right
before her eyes, and she never even bowed. G.N.R."

Chapter 2.VI. A Boer-wedding.
"I didn't know before you were so fond of riding hard," said Gregory to his
little betrothed.
They were cantering slowly on the road to Oom Muller's on the morning of
the wedding.
"Do you call this riding hard?" asked Em in some astonishment.
"Of course I do! It's enough to break the horses' necks, and knock one up
for the whole day besides," he added testily; then twisted his head to look
at the buggy that came on behind. "I thought Waldo was such a mad driver;
they are taking it easily enough today," said Gregory.


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