the story of an african farm-第33章
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curled miserably among its fellows。 It was small relief when the meal was
over； and Tant Sannie and he repaired to the front room。 Once seated
there； he set his knees close together； stood his black hat upon them； and
wretchedly turned the brim up and down。 But supper had cheered Tant
Sannie； who found it impossible longer to maintain that decorous silence；
and whose heart yearned over the youth。
〃I was related to your aunt Selena who died；〃 said Tant Sannie。 〃My
mother's stepbrother's child was married to her father's brother's
stepnephew's niece。〃
〃Yes； aunt；〃 said the young man； 〃I know we were related。〃
〃It was her cousin；〃 said Tant Sannie； now fairly on the flow； 〃who had the
cancer cut out of her breast by the other doctor； who was not the right
doctor they sent for； but who did it quite as well。〃
〃Yes； aunt；〃 said the young man。
〃I've heard about it often；〃 said Tant Sannie。 〃And he was the son of the
old doctor that they say died on Christmas…day； but I don't know if that's
true。 People do tell such awful lies。 Why should he die on Christmas…day
more than any other day？〃
〃Yes； aunt； why？〃 said the young man meekly。
〃Did you ever have the toothache？〃 asked Tant Sannie。
〃No； aunt。〃
〃Well； they say that doctornot the son of the old doctor that died on
Christmas…day； the other that didn't come when he was sent forhe gave
such good stuff for the toothache that if you opened the bottle in the room
where any one was bad they got better directly。 You could see it was good
stuff；〃 said Tant Sannie； 〃it tasted horrid。 That was a real doctor！ He
used to give a bottle so high；〃 said the Boer…woman； raising her hand a
foot from the table； 〃you could drink at it for a month and it wouldn't get
done； and the same medicine was good for all sorts of sicknessescroup；
measles； jaundice； dropsy。 Now you have to buy a new kind for each
sickness。 The doctors aren't so good as they used to be。〃
〃No； aunt；〃 said the young man； who was trying to gain courage to stick out
his legs and clink his spurs together。 He did so at last。
Tant Sannie had noticed the spurs before； but she thought it showed a nice
manly spirit； and her heart warmed yet more to the youth。
〃Did you ever have convulsions when you were a baby？〃 asked Tant Sannie。
〃Yes；〃 said the young man。
〃Strange；〃 said Tant Sannie； 〃I had convulsions too。 Wonderful that we
should be so much alike！〃
〃Aunt；〃 said the young man explosively； 〃can we sit up tonight？〃
Tant Sannie hung her head and half closed her eyes； but finding that her
little wiles were thrown away； the young man staring fixedly at his hat；
she simpered； 〃Yes；〃 and went away to fetch candles。
In the dining room Em worked at her machine； and Gregory sat close beside
her； his great blue eyes turned to the window where Lyndall leaned out
talking to Waldo。
Tant Sannie took two candles out of the cupboard and held them up
triumphantly； winking all round the room。
〃He's asked for them；〃 she said。
〃Does he want them for his horse's rubbed back？〃 asked Gregory； new to up…
country life。
〃No；〃 said Tant Sannie； indignantly； 〃we're going to sit up！〃 and she
walked off in triumph with the candles。
Nevertheless； when all the rest of the house had retired； when the long
candle was lighted； when the coffee…kettle was filled； when she sat in the
elbow…chair； with her lover on a chair close beside her； and when the vigil
of the night was fairly begun； she began to find it wearisome。 The young
man looked chilly； and said nothing。
〃Won't you put your feet on my stove？〃 said Tant Sannie。
〃No thank you； aunt；〃 said the young man； and both lapsed into silence。
At last Tant Sannie； afraid of going to sleep； tapped a strong cup of
coffee for herself and handed another to her lover。 This visibly revived
both。
〃How long were you married； cousin？〃
〃Ten months； aunt。〃
〃How old was your baby？〃
〃Three days when it died。〃
〃It's very hard when we must give our husbands and wives to the Lord；〃 said
Tant Sannie。
〃Very；〃 said the young man； 〃but it's the Lord's will。〃
〃Yes；〃 said Tant Sannie； and sighed。
〃She was such a good wife； aunt： I've known her break a churn…stick over a
maid's head for only letting dust come on a milk cloth。〃
Tant Sannie felt a twinge of jealousy。 She had never broken a churn…stick
on a maid's head。
〃I hope your wife made a good end；〃 she said。
〃Oh； beautiful； aunt： she said up a psalm and two hymns and a half before
she died。〃
〃Did she leave any messages？〃 asked Tant Sannie。
〃No；〃 said the young man； 〃but the night before she died I was lying at the
foot of her bed； I felt her foot kick me。
〃'Piet；' she said。
〃'Annie； my heart；' said I。
〃'My little baby that died yesterday has been here； and it stood over the
wagon…box；' she said。
〃'What did it say？' I asked。
〃'It said that if I died you must marry a fat woman。'
〃'I will；' I said； and I went to sleep again。 Presently she woke me。
〃'The little baby has been here again； and it says you must marry a woman
over thirty； and who's had two husbands。'
〃I didn't go to sleep after that for a long time； aunt； but when I did she
woke me。
〃'The baby has been here again；' she said； 'and it says you mustn't marry a
woman with a mole。' I told her I wouldn't； and the next day she died。〃
〃That was a vision from the Redeemer；〃 said Tant Sannie。
The young man nodded his head mournfully。 He thought of a younger sister
of his wife's who was not fat； and who had a mole； and of whom his wife had
always been jealous； and he wished the little baby had liked better staying
in heaven than coming and standing over the wagon…chest。
〃I suppose that's why you came to me；〃 said Tant Sannie。
〃Yes； aunt。 And pa said I ought to get married before shearing…time。 It
is bad if there's no one to see after things then； and the maids waste such
a lot of fat。〃
〃When do you want to get married？〃
〃Next month； aunt；〃 said the young man in a tone of hopeless resignation。
〃May I kiss you； aunt？〃
〃Fie！ fie！〃 said Tant Sannie； and then gave him a resounding kiss。 Come；
draw your chair a little closer；〃 she said； and their elbows now touching；
they sat on through the night。
The next morning at dawn； as Em passed through Tant Sannie's bedroom； she
found the Boer…woman pulling off her boots preparatory to climbing into
bed。
〃Where is Piet Vander Walt？〃
〃Just gone；〃 said Tant Sannie； 〃and I am going to marry him this day four
weeks。 I am dead sleepy；〃 she added； 〃the stupid thing doesn't know how to
talk love…talk at all；〃 and she climbed into the four…poster； clothes and
all； and drew the quilt up to her chin。
。。。
On the day preceding Tant Sannie's wedding； Gregory Rose sat in the blazing
sun on the stone wall behind his daub…and…wattle house。 It was warm； but
he was intently watching a small buggy that was being recklessly driven
over the bushes in the direction of the farmhouse。 Gregory never stirred
till it had vanished； then； finding the stones hot； he slipped down and
walked into the house。 He kicked the little pail that lay in the doorway；
and sent it into one corner； that did him good。 Then he sat down on the
box； and began cutting letters out of a piece of newspaper。 Finding that
the snippings littered the floor； he picked them up and began scribbling on
his blotting…paper。 He tried the effect of different initials before the
name Rose： G。 Rose； E。 Rose； L。 Rose； Rose； L。L。； L。L。 Rose。 When he had
covered the sheet； he looked at it discontentedly a little while； then
suddenly began to write a letter：
〃Beloved Sister；
〃It is a long while since I last wrote to you； but I have had no time。
This is the first morning I have been at home since I don't know when。 Em
always expects me to go down to the farmhouse in the morning； but I didn't
feel as though I could stand the ride today。
〃I have much news for you。
〃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
cur belonging to the German sitting in front； and then she drives out
alone。 I don't think it's at all proper for a woman to drive out alone； I
wouldn't allow it if she was my sister。 The other morning； I don't know
how it happened； I was going in the way from which she was coming； and that
little beastthey call him Dossbegan to bark when he saw mehe always
does； the little wretchand the horses began to spring； and kicked the
splashboard all to pieces。 It was a sight to see Jemima！ She has got the
littlest hands I ever sawI could hold them both in one of mine； and not
know that I'd got anything except that they were so soft； but she held
those horses in as though they were made of iron。 When I wanted to help
her she said； 'No thank you： I can manage them myself。 I've got a pair of
bits that would break their jaws if I used them well；' and s
