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首页耻辱2第二章钥匙XII. -- THAT HOME IS HOME THOUGH IT IS NEVER SO HO

XII. -- THAT HOME IS HOME THOUGH IT IS NEVER SO HO

        are no o presently. ent, and t bear mournful testimony to t. to ts for an image of t find at arved grate, and a sty firing, t is not enougo keep alive tural    in ter alance of beer by. Instead of t by famiss tendance beyond ts of trifle tle to politics. At ics stirring, but tic. All is, real or imaginary, all topics t s o a sympatence, are crusion of food to be obtained for ti. At    least a sy; and s upon y,    of tantial joint providing for takes an i in t; and rivet from t tet at s    o tion, image to tented family like t    look at tenance of te to t to enter,    induce o pass t face, ground by , in o stay at    more a ? alas! it is t once smiled upon     smile no longer.    forts    it s burt ligis a fio talk of toget    prattle of akes out ting of a mans poverty. But t prattle. It is none of t frigures in t dition, t ts do us once, do n up ttle careless darling of transformed betimes into a premature refleg person. No one ime to da, no o o coax it, to soot, to toss it up and doo . to kiss as tears. If it cries, it    only be beaten. It tily said t "a babe is fed ; But t of turn to its little baby-tricks, and efforts to eention, bitter ceaseless ation. It never oy, or k gre t rao tient forag y, tlier playtrivao divert ttled nonsense (best seo it), ti story interposed, t puts a stop to present sufferings, and a o -- no one ever told to it a tale of t o live or to die as it     broke at oo ties of life. A ot for t of dallia is only anoto be fed, a pair of little o be betimes io labour. It is till it    be tor, for food . It is never    never makes imes. times. It makes t to bleed to overreet-talk betle girl, a ter sort of poor, in a dition ratemplating. It is not of toys, of nursery books, of summer [p 265] ting t age); of t, or play; of praised sufficy at sc is of mangling and clear-starcatoes. tions of t sps of curiosity in idleness, are marked    and melanc o    o market; it vies, it murmurs; it is knoe, s never prattles.    reason to say, t the very poor is no home?

        t anotraio deny to be o s; its fireside veniences, of     is no    is -- t is ied ors. May o ted friends t at times exc is not of guests t    of endless, purposeless visitants; droppers in, as times    is tion of our lodging; its ed, being just situate in a medium -- a plaguy suburban mid-space -- fitted to catcory. e are older t out of its    brook to see tinences. At our time of life, to be alone sometimes is as needful as sleep. It is ties of age marongly, terate dislike of interruption. to be permitted to do. e    to     out of our    a game of nine-pins.    reversions in time future; o a present pittance, and obliged to eise in t article. e bleed as o en and fretted into by moto barter ood time in bet and tant. tter takes yood time, and gives you    is domestic to you as yood cat, or ant is your fly, t flaps in at ain, leaving not a sense of disturband victuals spoiled. tions of life begin to move    coct our food erruptions. Our co be nutritive, must be solitary. ity [p 266]    before a guest; and never uood i. Meats ion fair play, in a croed ing in of a visitant stops tual geion o t of your dining- to eat -- but to see you eat. Our knife and fork drop instinctively, and     morsel. Ot you    sat doo a book. ting sneer, ; t interrupt your studies." tter off t moment, to carry tio t student t tone of t tes lovers, read no more t day. It    of intrusion ensive s presence; but it mars all terc closes not ily. "It is a prostitution of t; says aylor, "to spend it upon imperti people, o t ever ease my loads." t of ts, and m calls. too have homes, which are -- no homes.
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