eeping. It was a delightfully comfortable room, and it grew a little at
a time. I needed bookshelves, and I built them. A drop-light was
necessary, and I found the old brass lantern which hung from the
ceiling. And so it was furnished, bit by bit, need by need.

Miss Marbury's bedroom in this house was entirely different in type, but
exactly the same in comfort. The furniture was of white enamel, the
walls ivory-white, and the rug a soft dull blue. The chintz used was the
familiar Bird of Paradise, gorgeous in design, but so subdued in tone
that one never tires of it. The bed had a flat, perfectly fitted cover
of the chintz, which is tucked under the mattress. The box spring was
also covered with the chintz, and the effect was always tidy and
satisfactory. This is the neatest disposal of the bed-clothes I have
seen. I always advise this arrangement.

Besides the bed there was the necessary little table, holding a
reading-light and so forth, and at the head of the bed a most adorable
screen of white enamel, paneled with chintz below and glass above. There
was a soft couch of generous width in this room, with covers and
cushions of the chintz.

Over near the windows was the dressing-table with the lighting-fixtures
properly placed. This table, hung with chintz, had a sheet of plate
glass exactly fitting its top. The writing-table, near the window is
also part of my creed of comfort. There should be a writing-table in
every bedroom. My friends laugh at the little fat pincushions on my
writing-tables, but when they are covered with a bit of the chintz or
tapestry or brocade of the room they are very pretty, and I am sure pins
are as necessary on the writing-table as on the dressing-table.

[Illustration: MISS MARBURY'S BEDROOM]

Another thing I like on every writing-table is a clear glass bowl of
dried rose petals, which gives the room the faintest spicy fragrance.
There is also a little bowl of just the proper color to hold pens and
clips and odds and ends. I get as much pleasure from planning these
small details as from the planning of the larger furniture of the room.

The house was very simple, you see, and very small, and so when the time
came to leave it we had grown to love every inch of it. You can love a
small house so completely! But we couldn't forgive the skyscrapers
encroaching on our supply of sunshine, and we really needed more room,
and so we said good-by to our beloved old house and moved into a new
o