Wau-bun - The Early Day in the Northwest by Juliette Augusta Magill Kinzie
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It was the fault of the men, of the weather, of the way the things were packed. "Confound it! he had taken the best care of the things he possibly could--better than he had ever taken before--it _would_ get done!" There was nothing but to be patient and make the best of it. And when the pretty sideboard and work-table had been thoroughly rubbed and set up, and all the little knick-knacks arranged on the mantel-piece--when the white curtains were hung at the windows, and the chairs and dining-table each in its proper place in relation to the piano, our parlor was pronounced "magnificent." At least so seemed to think Hamilton, who came to give one admiring look, and to hear the music of the piano, which was a perfect novelty to him. His description of it to the young officers, after his return to the Bay, was expressive of his admiration and wonder--"There it stood on its four legs! Anybody might go up and touch it!" In due time the dinner- and tea-sets were carefully bestowed in the "Davis," together with sundry jars of sweetmeats that I had prepared in Detroit; the iron and tin utensils were placed in a neat cupboard in the kitchen, of which my piano-box supplied the frame; the barrel of eggs and tubs of butter, brought all the way from Ohio, were ranged in the store-room; a suitable quantity of salt pork and flour was purchased from the commissary; and, there being no lack of game of every description, the offering of our red children, we were ready to commence housekeeping. The first dinner in her own home is an era in the life of a young housekeeper. I shall certainly never forget mine. While I was in the |
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