I've not a drop of English blood in my veins." "And you might not be married, might you ?" persisted the German.

"If you had a wife and children, now?
Dutch people do not like those who are not married." "Ah," said the stranger, looking tenderly at the block, "I have a dear wife and three sweet little children--two lovely girls and a noble boy." This information having been conveyed to the Boer-woman, she, after some further conversation, appeared slightly mollified; but remained firm to her conviction that the man's designs were evil.
"For, dear Lord!" she cried; "all Englishmen are ugly; but was there ever such a red-rag-nosed thing with broken boots and crooked eyes before?
Take him to your room," she cried to the German; "but all the sin he does I lay at your door." The German having told him how matters were arranged, the stranger made a profound bow to Tant Sannie and followed his host, who led the way to his own little room.
"I thought she would come to her better self soon," the German said joyously.

"Tant Sannie is not wholly bad, far from it, far." Then seeing his companion cast a furtive glance at him, which he mistook for one of surprise, he added quickly, "Ah, yes, yes; we are all a primitive people here--not very lofty.

We deal not in titles.

Every one is Tante and Oom--aunt and uncle.