He had a passion for nature as tender and genuine and as deeply moralized as that of the English poets, by whom it had been nourished; and he taught us children all that he felt for the woods and fields and open skies; all our walks had led into them and under them. It was the fond dream of his boys to realize the trials and privations which he had painted for them in such rosy7 hues8, and even if the only clap-boarded dwelling6 on the property had not been occupied by the miller9, we should have disdained10 it for the log-cabin in which we took up our home till we could build a new house.
Our cabin stood close upon the road, but behind it broadened a cornfield of eighty acres. They still built log-cabins for dwellings in that region forty years ago, but ours must have been nearly half[Pg 3] a century old when we went into it. It had been recently vacated by an old Virginian couple, who had long occupied it, and we decided11 that it needed some repairs to make it habitable even for a family inured12 to hardship by dauntless imaginations, and accustomed to retrospective discomforts13 of every kind.
So before we all came out of it a deputation of adventurers put it in what rude order they could. They glazed14 the narrow windows, they relaid the rotten floor, they touched (too sketchily15, as it afterwards appeared) the broken roof, and they papered the walls of the ground-floor rooms. Perhaps it was my father’s love of literature which inspired him to choose newspapers for this purpose; at any rate, he did so, and the effect, as I remember it, was not without its decorative16 qualities.
He had used a barrel of papers bought at the nearest post-office, where they had been refused by the persons to whom they had been experimentally sent by the publisher, and the whole first page was taken up by a story, which broke off in[Pg 4] the middle of a sentence at the foot of the last column, and tantalized17 us forever with fruitless conjecture18 as to the fate of the hero and heroine. I really suppose that a cheap wall-paper could have been got for the same money, though it might not have seemed so economical.
I am not sure that the use of the newspapers was not a tributary19 reminiscence of my father’s pioneer life; I cannot remember that it excited any comment in the neighbors, who were frank with their opinions of everything else we did. But it does not greatly matter; the newspapers hid the walls and the stains with which our old Virginian predecessor20, who had the habit of chewing tobacco in bed, had ineffaceably streaked21 the plastering near the head of his couch.
The cabin, rude as it was, was not without its sophistications, its concessions22 to the spirit of modern luxury. The logs it was built of had not been left rounded, as they grew, but had been squared in a saw-mill, and the crevices23 between them had not been chinked with moss24 and daubed with clay in the true pioneer[Pg 5] fashion, but had been neatly25 plastered with mortar26, and the chimney, instead of being a structure of clay-covered sticks, was solidly laid in courses of stone.
Within, however, it was all that could be asked for by the most romantic of pioneer families. It was six feet wide and a yard deep, its cavernous maw would easily swallow a back-log eighteen inches through, and we piled in front the sticks of hickory cord-wood as high as we liked. We made a perfect trial of it when we came out to put the cabin in readiness for the family, and when the hickory had dropped into a mass of tinkling27, snapping, bristling28 embers we laid our rashers of bacon and our slices of steak upon them, and tasted with the appetite of tired youth the flavors of the camp and the wildwood in the captured juices.
I suppose it took a day or two to put the improvements which I have mentioned upon the cabin, but I am not certain. At night we laid our mattresses29 on the sweet new oak plank30 of the floor, and slept hard—in every sense. Once I remember waking, and seeing the man who[Pg 6] was always the youngest of his boys sitting upright on his bed.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Oh, resting!” he answered; and that gave us one of the Heaven-blessed laughs with which we could blow away almost any cloud of care or pain.
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