. The story of Cooperstown . y, when they played chess be-tween the ceremony and supper, he had fondlycalled his check-mate. He never smoked, andseldom drank beyond a glass of wine which hetook with his dinner. In the early morning, when Cooper shut him-self in the library, he set down on paper in itsfinal form the portion of narrative that he hadworked out while pacing the hall the previousafternoon. The library opened from the mainhall, and occupied the southwestern corner of thehouse. It was lighted by tall, deeply-recessedwindows, against which the branches of the ever-greens outside flung
. The story of Cooperstown . y, when they played chess be-tween the ceremony and supper, he had fondlycalled his check-mate. He never smoked, andseldom drank beyond a glass of wine which hetook with his dinner. In the early morning, when Cooper shut him-self in the library, he set down on paper in itsfinal form the portion of narrative that he hadworked out while pacing the hall the previousafternoon. The library opened from the mainhall, and occupied the southwestern corner of thehouse. It was lighted by tall, deeply-recessedwindows, against which the branches of the ever-greens outside flung their waving shadows. Thewainscoting was of dark oak, and the sombrebookcases that lined the walls were of the samematerial. A large fireplace occupied the spacebetween the two western windows. Across the FENIMORE COOPER IN THE VILLAGE 267 room stood a folding screen^ upon which hadbeen pasted a collection of engravings represent-ing scenes known to the family during their tourand residence in Europe, together with a number. The Novelists LibraryFrom a drawing by G. Pomeroy Keese of notes and autographs from persons of distinc-tion. Attached to the top of one of the bookcaseswas a huge pair of antlers^ holding in their em-brace a calabash from the southern seas. ^ Now at at Edgewater. 268 THE STORY OF COOPERlSTOWN The table at which the novelist sat once be-longed to his maternal grandfather, Richard Feni-more, and had been brought by Judge Cooperfrom Burlington at the settlement of Coopers-town. It was a plain one of English walnut, andthe chair in which he sat was of the same wrote rapidly, in a fine, small, clear hand,upon large sheets of foolscap, and seldom madean erasure. No company was permitted in theroom while he was writing except an Angora catwho was allowed to bound upon the desk withoutrebuke, or even to perch upon the authorsshoulders. Here the cat settled down contentedly,and with half-shut eyes watched the steady drivingof the quill
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