Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . d, and I doubtif people live as cheaply in Folkestoneas, say, in Springfield, Massachusetts, orin Buffalo. For the same money, though, they canlive more handsomely, for domestic serv-ice in England is cheap and abundantand well-ordered. Yet on the other handthey cannot live so comfortably, nor,taking the prevalence of rheumatism intoaccount, so wholesomely. There are nofurnaces in these very personable houses;steam heat is undreamt of, and the grateswhich are in every room and are not ofignoble size, scarce suffice to keep themer
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . d, and I doubtif people live as cheaply in Folkestoneas, say, in Springfield, Massachusetts, orin Buffalo. For the same money, though, they canlive more handsomely, for domestic serv-ice in England is cheap and abundantand well-ordered. Yet on the other handthey cannot live so comfortably, nor,taking the prevalence of rheumatism intoaccount, so wholesomely. There are nofurnaces in these very personable houses;steam heat is undreamt of, and the grateswhich are in every room and are not ofignoble size, scarce suffice to keep themercury above the early sixties of thethermometers degrees. If you wouldhave warm hands and feet you must goout-of-doors and walk them warm. It isnot a bad plan, and if you can happenon a little sunshine out-of-doors, it is farbetter than to sit cowering over the grate,which has enough to do in keeping it-self warm. One could easily exaggerate the sumof sunshine at Folkestone, and yet I donot feel that I have got quite enoughof it into my picture. It was not much. The Shelter under the Leas obscured by fog: during our stay; butthere were clouds that came and went,but came more than they went. Onenight there was absolute fog, which blewin from the sea in drifts showing almostlike snow in the electric lamps; and atmomently intervals the siren horn at thepier lowed like some unhappy cow, crazedfor her wandering calf, and far, far outfrom the blind deep, the Boulogne boatbellowed its plaintive response. But therewas, at other times, sunshine quite asabsolute. Our last Sunday at Folkestonewas one of such sunshine, and all themorning long the sky was blue, blue asI had fancied it could be blue only inAmerica or in Italy. Besides this thereremains the sense of much absolute sun-shine from our first Sunday morning,when we walked along under the Leastoward Sandgate as far as to the Eliza-bethan castle on the shore. We found itdoubly shut because it was Sunday andbecause it was not yet Whit
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