Finally, I found a pair of
dark brown curtains among the job lot which I had bought
at the sale, and these I put up and drew pretty close
together, so that a subdued light came into the room,
which toned everything down, and made the dark corners
look furnished. When I had finished I really do not
believe that any one could have guessed that the total
contents of that room came to about thirty shillings.
Then I pulled my iron bed upstairs and fixed it in
the room which I had from the first determined upon as my
bedchamber. I found an old packing case in the yard--a
relic of my predecessor's removal--and this made a very
good wash-hand stand for my basin and jug. When it was
all fixed up I walked, swelling with pride, through my
own chambers, giving a touch here and a touch there until
I had it perfect. I wish my mother could see it--or, on
second thoughts, I don't; for I know that her first act
would be to prepare gallons of hot water, and to
holystone the whole place down, from garret to cellar--
and I know by my own small experience what that means.
Well, that's as far as I've got as yet. What
trivial, trivial stuff, interesting to hardly a soul
under heaven, save only about three! Yet it pleases me
to write as long as I have your assurance that it pleases
you to read. Pray, give my kindest remembrances to your
wife, and to Camelford also, if he should happen to come
your way.
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