That large, bright silver spoon,--I was never weary of admiring that also.

It was massive--it was grand--and whispered a tale of former grandeur.

Indeed, though the furniture of our cottage was of the simplest, plainest kind, there were many things indicative of an earlier state of luxury and elegance.

My mother always used a golden thimble,--she had a toilet case inlaid with pearl, and many little articles appropriate only to wealth, and which wealth only purchases.

These were never displayed, but I had seen them, and made them the corner-stones of many an airy castle..