brakje

Updated: May 9, 2025

I clap my baby down to its father, and I go after them. But," said Tant Sannie, regretfully, "I couldn't get up to them; I am too fat. When I got to the corner he was pulling Tant Trana up into the cart. 'Tant Trana, I said, 'you've married a Kaffer's dog, a Hottentot's brakje. I hadn't any more breath.

Olive Schreiner - The Story of an African Farm, a novel