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Bumpus and Crane are arranged on the plan of the man and the woman in the toy called a "weather-house," both on the same wooden arm suspended on a pivot, so that when one comes to the door, the other retires backwards, and vice versa.

The weather-house had two little doors, out of one of which appeared an old woman when it was fine, and out of the other an old man when it was going to be wet. They had become rather uncertain, however, in their actions, because Dickie had so often banged the naughty old man to make him go in, supposing him to have a bad influence on the weather.

Bumpus and Crane are arranged on the plan of the man and the woman in the toy called a "weather-house," both on the same wooden arm suspended on a pivot, so that when one comes to the door, the other retires backwards, and vice versa.

Bumpus and Crane are arranged on the plan of the man and the woman in the toy called a "weather-house," both on the same wooden arm suspended on a pivot, so that when one comes to the door, the other retires backwards, and vice versa.

And then Nurse's name, "Kezia Margetts," and the date when this great work was completed. Dickie's favourite amongst all Nurse's curious possessions was what she called her "weather-house," a building of cardboard covered with some gritty substance which sparkled.

"It took me by surprise," Mrs Polsue corrected her: " a man has no business to stand grimacing in his own doorway like a a " "Butler," suggested Miss Oliver, " like a figure in a weather-house. What do you know about butlers? . . . but" after a pause "I daresay you're right, there.

You expect in such places as these to find the weather-house whence a Capuchin issues on wet days; you look to find the execrable engravings which spoil your appetite, framed every one in a black varnished frame, with a gilt beading round it; you know the sort of tortoise-shell clock-case, inlaid with brass; the green stove, the Argand lamps, covered with oil and dust, have met your eyes before.

You may wonder that I have been so silent, when I had announced a war between the House of Commons and the City nay, when hostilities were actually commenced; but many a campaign languishes that has set out very flippantly. My letters depend on events, and I am like the man in the weather-house who only comes forth on a storm.