Tuesday, October 25, 2016

From this piazzabthe wondering Ichabod entered the hall, which formed the center of the mansion and the place of usual residence. Here,rows of resplendent pewter, ranged on a long dresser, dazzled his eyes. In one corner stood a huge bag of wool ready to be spun; in another a quantity of linsey-woolsey just from the loom; ears of Indian corn and strings of dried apples and peaches hung in gay festoons along the walls, mingled with the guad of red peppers; and a door left ajar gave him a peep into the best parlor, where the claw-footed chairs and dark mahogany tables shone like mirrors; and irons, with their accompanying shovel and tongs,glistened from their covert of asparagus tops; mock oranges and conch shells decorated the mantelpiece; strings of various colored birds eggs were suspended above it; a great ostrich egg was hung from the center of the room, and a corner cupboard, knowingly left open, displayed immense treasures of old silver and well-mended China.

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