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vine, which extended its slender branches hither and thither in an ambitious but futile attempt to cover the whole chimney.  The wooden shutter, which once protected the unglazed window, has fallen from its hinges, and lay rotting in the rank grass and jimson-weeds beneath.  This building, I learned when I bought the place, had been used as a schoolhouse for several years prior to the breaking out of the war, since which time it has remained unoccupied, save when some stray cow or vagrant hog had sought shelter within its walls from the chill rains and nipping winds of winter.

One day my wife requested me to build her a new kitchen.  The house erected by us, when we first came to live upon the vineyard, contained a very conveniently arranged kitchen; but for some occult reason my wife wanted a kitchen in the back year, apart from the