and the candle became extinguished; groped my way to the bell, pulled
it vigorously, heard no sound, felt only a blow upon my cheek, and the
bell-rope in my hand—wished it around the neck of a fellow-creature,
advanced a few steps, got entangled in the ropes and cover of my trunk
(still left upon the ground), stumbled and fell—found the door at last,
and rushing out upon the landing-place, with the bell-rope in one hand,
and all that remained of the crystal candlestick in the other, called
franticly, _Housemaid, housemaid!_ Mr. B—— sprang from his dressing-room
en robe de chambre. “What is the matter, is it fire?” he exclaimed.
“Alas, it is neither fire nor candle,” was my melancholy answer, and
my dark history was given. The housemaid, half undressed and sulky was
brought into the room. The thick crust of small coal, through which no
air could penetrate was removed, sufficient wood to light a dozen fires,
thrust into the grate, pieces of small coal added, and all was soon in
a blaze; the window was shut down, and the water on the washhand-stand,
having once been warm, I resolved to be thankful for small mercies, and,
pretending not to feel the smoke which lurked in every corner of the
room, as well as in my throat, undressed and went to bed—“_To bed_, but
not to _sleep_.” O the variety of _mountain heights_, and the scarcity of
_pleasant plains_! fell asleep at last holding fast by the side of the
bed, dreamt I was a swift rolling _snow-ball_, and awoke upon the floor.
Two more nights have passed—No, I will not detail them. What is
friendship but a name?
I will leave the house——
I WILL WRITE A BOOK!
COMMON SENSE FOR HOUSEMAIDS.
This little book is intended to convey instruction with regard to
a housemaid’s duties to the most ignorant in the simplest possible
language. Many will throw it aside in indignation, and exclaim, “Does
it require a book to be written to tell us that the drawing-room grate
should be the first thing cleaned and polished, and not left till a room
is swept and dusted, or that if the apartment has not been used for
some time, and the carpet carefully covered up, it is better to leave
it covered till the walls have been swept down, and the window-curtains
brushed?” Strange as it may appear, such advice we have more than once
found necessary; we therefore address ourselves to those who for want of
regular training, and from not bringing common sense into practice, have
fallen into similar errors to those here alluded to, and to a still more
numerous race, who are every day leaving their father’s cottage with the
desire to obtain a housemaid’s place, and would therefore willingly learn
something of a housemaid’s duties.
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