There had been long discussions about the method of heating the mansion.
Corydon had been observing the customs of her neighbors in this typical
“small-farming” district, and declared that they had two leading
characteristics: first, they were not happy until they had had all their
own teeth extracted, and a complete set of “store-teeth” substituted;
and second, as soon as they moved into a house, they boarded over the
open fire-place and covered the boards with wall-paper. But Thyrsis,
making investigations along practical lines, found that the open
fire-place had a bad reputation as a consumer of fuel; and also, it
would take a mason to build a chimney, and the wages of masons were
high. So Corydon had to reconcile herself to a house with a stove, and a
stove-pipe that went through a hole in the wall!
Nevertheless this house-building time was one of the happiest periods
of their lives. For here was something constructive, in which they could
both be occupied. Thyrsis would be up and at work early in the morning,
before the carpenter came; and in between the baby’s various meals,
Corydon would come also, and take part in the operations. A miraculous
thing it was to see the house of their dreams coming into being, with
every feature just as they had planned it. And what a palatial structure
it was--with so much space and air! One could actually move about in it
without danger of striking one’s head; coming into it from the tent, one
felt as if he were entering a cathedral!
They were so consumed with a desire to see it finished, that Thyrsis
would stay at the work until darkness came upon him, and sometimes even
worked by moon-light, or with a lantern. And how proud they would be
when the carpenter came next morning, and found the last roof-boards
laid, or the flooring all completed! Thyrsis learned the mysteries of
window-sills and door-frames, the excitements of “weather-boarding,”
and the perils of roof-painting. He realized with wonder how many
achievements of civilization the privileged classes take as a matter of
course. What a remarkable thing it was, when one came to think of it,
that a door should swing true upon its hinges, and fit exactly into
its frame, and latch with a precise and soul-satisfying snap! And that
windows should slide up and down in their frames, and stop at certain
places with a spring-catch!
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