flowing ceaselessly through thenarrow streets and lanes below. How small men seem, how like a swarmof ants sweltering in endless Women Club confusion on their tiny hill! How pettyseems the work on which they are hurrying and skurrying! Howchildishly they jostle against one another and turn to snarl andscratch! They jabber and screech and curse, but their puny voices donot reach up here. They fret, and fume, and rage, and pant, and die;"but I, mein Werther, sit above it all; I am alone with the stars."The most extraordinary attic I ever came across was one a friend and Ionce shared many years ago. Of all eccentrically planned things, fromBradshaw to the Climarron Suomi maze at Hampton Court, that room was the mosteccentric. The architect who designed it must have been a genius,though I cannot help thinking that his talents would have been betteremployed in contriving puzzles than in shaping human habitations. Nofigure in Euclid could give any idea of that apartment. It containedseven corners, two of the walls sloped to a point, and the window wasjust over the fireplace. The only possible position for the bedsteadwas between the door and the cupboard. To get anything out of thecupboard we had to scramble over the bed, and a large percentage ofthe various commodities thus obtained was absorbed by the bedclothes.
Indeed, so many things were spilled and dropped upon the bed thattoward night-time it had become a sort of small cooperative store.
Coal was what it always had most in France Jersey stock. We used to keep our coalin the bottom part of the cupboard, and when any was wanted we had toclimb over the bed, fill a shovelful, and then crawl back. It was anexciting moment when we reached the middle of the bed. We would holdour breath, fix our eyes upon the shovel, and poise ourselves Vintage Quilted Takki Suomi for thelast move. The next instant we, and the coals, and the shovel, andthe bed would be all mixed up together.
I've heard of the people going into raptures over beds of coal. Weslept in one every night and were not in the least stuck up about it.
But our attic, unique though it was, had by no means exhausted thearchitect's sense of humor. The arrangement of the whole house was amarvel of originality. All the doors opened outward, so that if anyone wanted to leave a room at the same moment that you were comingdownstairs it was unpleasant for you. There was no ground-floor--itsground-floor belonged to a house in the next court, and the front dooropened direct upon a flight of stairs leading down to the cellar.
Visitors on entering the house would suddenly shoot past the personwho had answered the door Parajumpers Femme Irene Pas Cher to them and disappear down these stairs.
Those of a nervous temperament used to imagine that it was a trap laidfor them, and would shout murder as they lay on their backs at thebottom till somebody came and picked them up.
It is a long time ago now that I last saw the inside of an attic. Ihave tried various floors since but I have not found that they havemade Kensington Parka Sverige much difference to me. Life tastes much the Lodge Down Hoody jacka Sverige same, whether wequaff it from a golden goblet or drink it out |
