When he entered the improved and modernized Living Room, he found
himself up against a Job Lot of Beauty and no Mistake.
All the Furniture was straight up and down. It seemed to have been
chopped out with an Axe, and was meant to hold up Members of the
Rhinoceros Family.
On the High Shelf was a Row of double-handled Shaving Mugs, crippled
Beer Steins, undersized Coal Scuttles and various Copper Kettles that
had seen Better Days.
"At last we have a Room that satisfies every Craving of my Soul," said
the Wife.
"I am more than Satisfied," observed the Treasurer. "I am delirious
with Joy. My only regret is that an All-Wise Providence did not mould
me into a different Shape so that I might sit down in some of these
Chairs. What are those Iron Dinkuses sticking out from the Wall?"
[Illustration: _Artistic Bed-Chamber._]
"Those are Florentine Lanterns," she replied; "and they are very
Roycroftie, even if they don't give any Light."
Next she started in on the Dining-Room.
Rule No. 1 for making Home more Cheerful is to put in a Shelf wherever
there is room for one. After which the Shelf is loaded down with
Etruscan Growlers and Antique Jugs.
The low-browed Husband could not tell the difference between High Art
and Junk.
The female Bradleyite covered the Walls with about 400 Plates, each
with a Blue Curly-Cue on it. They looked very Cheap to him until he
received the Bill, and then he learned that they were Old Delft and
came to $11 apiece.
In fact, after his Wife had been haunting the Second-Hand Places for
a while, he learned that any Article which happened to be old and
shopworn and cracked was the one that commanded the Top Price.
She never let up until she had made the whole House thoroughly
Artistic.
Her Women Acquaintances would come in, and she would show them the
Dark Oak Effects and the Sea-Green Frescoes and the Monastery Settee
with the Sole-Leather Bottom in it and the corroded Tea-Pot that she
had bought for $95 and the Table Spread made from Overall Material
with just one Yellow Poppy in the Middle, and they would have 37
different kinds of Duck Fits and say that it was Grand and that her
Taste was simply Faultless. After that she wouldn't care what Husband
said.
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