July 7th, 1888

Emmy,

Oh, my dear Emmy! I'm glad you're no longer friends with him! He sounds like he just wants an easy skirt - which you are most definitely not! He deserved everything you gave him. He is an absolute ass! If I ever see him, I am going to slap him so hard he'll be dizzy for two weeks.

But oh my! I am absolutely blushing for you. Mr. Caulfield seems like an absolute gentleman. And he wants you because you are fantastic, Emmy! Look at you! You have so much potential! You're prefect, you're doing well in your studies - and you are attractive!

And hang on. He showed up randomly at your house? What? Why? Surely not to steal your fathers rum - and oh, Emmy! You're drinking his alcohol that he bought! And you are completely smitten!

I do hope you don't end up married before your seventh year! What does your father think of all of this?

Your friend,
Sher