On the floor was a home-made carpet; no hand was employed in its manufacture save its owner's, from the time she commenced tearing the rags in strips, to the final blow given to the last tack that confined it to the floor.

A very high post bedstead, over which were suspended white cotton curtains, gave an air of grandeur to one side of the room.

No one had slept in it for ten years, though it was made with faultless precision.

The quilt over it contained pieces of every calico and gingham dress that had been worn in the Weston family since the Revolution, and in the centre had been transferred from a remnant of curtain calico, an eagle with outstretched wings.

The pillow cases were finished off with tape trimming, Alice's work, at Cousin Janet's suggestion.