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It need hardly be said, that the walls of my house are entirely
free from fireplaces. These all congregate in the middle--in the
one grand central chimney, upon all four sides of which are
hearths--two tiers of hearths--so that when, in the various
chambers, my family and guests are warming themselves of a cold
winter's night, just before retiring, then, though at the time
they may not be thinking so, all their faces mutually look
towards each other, yea, all their feet point to one centre; and,
when they go to sleep in their beds, they all sleep round one
warm chimney, like so many Iroquois Indians, in the woods, round
their one heap of embers. And just as the Indians' fire serves,
not only to keep them comfortable, but also to keep off wolves,
and other savage monsters, so my chimney, by its obvious smoke at
top, keeps off prowling burglars from the towns--for what burglar
or murderer would dare break into an abode from whose chimney
issues such a continual smoke--betokening that if the inmates are
not stirring, at least fires are, and in case of an alarm,
candles may readily be lighted, to say nothing of muskets.
But stately as is the chimney--yea, grand high altar as it is,
right worthy for the celebration of high mass before the Pope of
Rome, and all his cardinals--yet what is there perfect in this
world? Caius Julius Caesar, had he not been so inordinately
great, they say that Brutus, Cassius, Antony, and the rest, had
been greater. My chimney, were it not so mighty in its magnitude,
my chambers had been larger. How often has my wife ruefully told
me, that my chimney, like the English aristocracy, casts a
contracting shade all round it. She avers that endless domestic
inconveniences arise--more particularly from the chimney's
stubborn central locality. The grand objection with her is, that
it stands midway in the place where a fine entrance-hall ought to
be. In truth, there is no hall whatever to the house--nothing but
a sort of square landing-place, as you enter from the wide front
door. A roomy enough landing-place, I admit, but not attaining to
the dignity of a hall. Now, as the front door is precisely in the
middle of the front of the house, inwards it faces the chimney.
In fact, the opposite wall of the landing-place is formed solely
by the chimney; and hence-owing to the gradual tapering of the
chimney--is a little less than twelve feet in width. Climbing the
chimney in this part, is the principal staircase--which, by three
abrupt turns, and three minor landing-places, mounts to the
second floor, where, over the front door, runs a sort of narrow
gallery, something less than twelve feet long, leading to
chambers on either hand. This gallery, of course, is railed; and
so, looking down upon the stairs, and all those landing-places
together, with the main one at bottom, resembles not a little a
balcony for musicians, in some jolly old abode, in times
Elizabethan. Shall I tell a weakness? I cherish the cobwebs
there, and many a time arrest Biddy in the act of brushing them
with her broom, and have many a quarrel with my wife and
daughters about it.
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