The two walls of the office not occupied with books were hung with framed specimens.

He had also under the riverward window a little table equipped with the necessary paraphernalia for mounting them.

Many a sunny day in the season he spent in the fields on this gentle hunt.
There was a broad sill to the window, and upon it stood a box filled with green plants.

When the season was enough advanced and the window always open, the trailing vines rooted in the box hung far down outside, and the women on the passing canal-boats looked up at them.
The window-ledge was wide enough, moreover, for an old red cushion upon which slept in the sun when he was not afield for love or war or prey, a great cat striped like a tiger, with fierce green eyes, and a mighty purr of comfort, and a rounding back of affection for Anderson's legs when he talked to him.
Anderson had two comfortable old chairs in his office, and a goodly assortment of pipes, for he was a great smoker.

He made tobacco a part of his grocery business, and had a strong sense of comfort in reflecting upon the unlimited supply.