July 4th, 1888
Sher,
Oh Merlin, you truly are awful! I can hardly believe the things I'm reading from you! Are you sure you haven't gotten up to some mischief over there in London floundering in your boredom? Or perhaps you really are reading too many of those kinds of books. She really should stop that!

And I already told you, a proper lady doesn't kiss and tell. But..I can say it was far better than the kiss with Mr. Whitledge. But of course, I was drunk then so.. Oh look at you getting me to admit to things!

And I don't know if I want you to meet him. Surely he'd prefer a better off family that works in alcohol! No, I think I shall keep him all to myself!
Your Friend,
Emmy