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Earlham — Percy Lubbock
Excerpt from Earlham
I the slightest turn of memory takes me back at any time to Earlham, to the big sunny hall where we used to assemble for morning prayers. The shallow staircase descended on one side, by the great front - door. Opposite to it another door opened to the garden, and through two wide windows, tangled with roses and Vines, the sun shine welled into the house. The hall was broad and square, rather bare of furniture; against the walls there were seats, velveted and fringed, once of a strong old crimson, but now faded away into soft rose-leaf colours under the suns of many summers; there was a round table, where our grandfather sat with his large Bible. At prayer time there were also benches, set out in rows, for the servants who came filing in through a swing door in one corner. First the stout little bright eyed cook, whose place was next to the garden-door - ~she carefully shut it against the dewy morning air if it happened to stand open; then the rest of the household in due order. It struck us as an imposing procession; from our red seats under the windows we looked across and watched it streaming and streaming through the swing-door, from the back-region of the house.
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I the slightest turn of memory takes me back at any time to Earlham, to the big sunny hall where we used to assemble for morning prayers. The shallow staircase descended on one side, by the great front - door. Opposite to it another door opened to the garden, and through two wide windows, tangled with roses and Vines, the sun shine welled into the house. The hall was broad and square, rather bare of furniture; against the walls there were seats, velveted and fringed, once of a strong old crimson, but now faded away into soft rose-leaf colours under the suns of many summers; there was a round table, where our grandfather sat with his large Bible. At prayer time there were also benches, set out in rows, for the servants who came filing in through a swing door in one corner. First the stout little bright eyed cook, whose place was next to the garden-door - ~she carefully shut it against the dewy morning air if it happened to stand open; then the rest of the household in due order. It struck us as an imposing procession; from our red seats under the windows we looked across and watched it streaming and streaming through the swing-door, from the back-region of the house.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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