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endures the many vexations attendant upon employing workmen who are accustomed to build according to their own very peculiar ideas, and who require to be argued, if not persuaded, into every deviation from the established method of the neighbourhood. For instance, it is difficult to convince these primitive utilitarians that the spacing of windows and doors is of any consequence, or that to place the windows of two stories exactly one over the other can make any material difference in the appearance of a house. It took a full hour to make our principal architect acknowledge that water would run off a roof which sloped at any less than 6 quarter pitch.' In passing through the larger sort of villages in this western world, you will notice comparatively few proofs of this erratic taste: but the workmen who content themselves in little isolated settlements are often almost selftaught, and they frequently unite farming with their other avocations, so that they feel comparatively little interest in giving satisfaction or acquiring reputation in their se
veral trades. Nevertheless, we feel that these are the people whom we ought to employ while we live among them, and we must, in common justice, bear witness to their good humour and their obliging dispositions. They argue, but they quarrel not; which is something, where opposition is so frequent. I must confess that my indolence would have led me to give up nearly all the points that Mr. Sibthorpe has so faithfully contested inch by inch. Indeed, I often run away to escape even the echo of one of these interminable argumentations.
"The result of all will be, I believe, a pretty cottage, built without the violent contravention of any of the ordinary rules, yet presenting an exterior of rustic plainness, suited at once to its position in the wild woods, and to the limited purse of the proprietor. If we want pillars and arches, and corridors and cloisters, we have them all close at hand, built by mighty nature, and ready to put to shame man's puny efforts at imitation. This architecture never tires. To me, at least, it is always new and de
lightful, at once satisfying the eye, exciting the imagination, and filling the soul with the most profound sense of the presence of the Divine Author.
Nature herself, it seems, would raise
Her columns, or her arches bend.
"I am sure even your cloudless gaiety would feel and own the sense of solemn awe which these ancient shades are so calculated to inspire. But I must recollect, too, that you may very possibly weary of it as a theme, in my hands especially—so I spare you.
"Write me soon and often, and pray write yourself out as I have done, or I shall learn to be ashamed of my enthusiasm and my egotism. Yours, ever,
"I hoped to have been before this time
so deeply engaged with studs and siding,
casings and cornice, that letter-writing would have been out of the question. But my 'lumber' is at the saw-mill, and all the horses in the neighbourhood are too busy to be spared for my service. I must, of course, have horses of my own, but it is necessary that I am at pre
first to build a stable, so
sent dependent on hiring them when necessary. This, I begin to perceive, will cause unpleasant delays, since each man keeps no more horses than he needs for his own purposes. Here is a difficulty which recurs at every turn in the country. There is nothing like a division of labour or capital. Everybody tills the ground, and, consequently, each must provide a complete equipment of whatever is necessary for his business, or lose the seasons when business may be done to best advantage. At this season, in particular, this difficulty is increased, because the most important business of the year is crowded into the space of a few months. Those who hire extra help at no other period now employ as much as they are able to pay, which increases much
the usual scarcity of labourers. It is a time of year, too, when people in new countries are apt to be attacked by the train of ills arising from marsh miasmata; and this again diminishes the supply of able hands. I confess that this view of the obstacles to a comfortable outset in rural life had not occurred to me, though I recollect having been struck by an observation of Sir Walter Scott's, in a letter to a friend who was looking towards a country life, that if one wants but a bowl of milk, in the country, it is necessary to keep a cow; while in the city you need not buy of any thing a pennyworth more than you require. I have cause to feel the practical good sense of this observation twenty times a day, since we are discovering a thousand wants which have always heretofore been so regularly and so easily supplied that we did not remember that they were wants. Florella, who never has taken much interest in household matters, finds only amusement in these various deficiencies and inconveniences, as well as in poor Rose's ludicrous perplexities, and her solemn dis