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I knew she would not put an iron on it, and I sat down for the drop. It came with a vengeance. I had a glimpse of a thatched roof below me, and the next instant we were on it or in it I don't know which. It gave way with a crash of rafters, the mare's forelegs went in, and I was shot over her head, rolled over the edge of the roof, and fell on my face into a manure heap.
There was the parlour bedroom off it, with the one feather-bed of the house bountifully piled up with coarse home-made blankets, topped by a silk patchwork quilt, the artistic labour of the old wife's evening hours while Uncle Jim peeled apples and strung them to dry from the rafters.
Under dusty rafters and on a floor of stone the huge warping reels stood. They were light, open frameworks that rose from floor to ceiling and turned upon steel rods. Hither came the full bobbins from the spinning machines to be wound off.
Ha, Anjou! To the ships, to the ships! His sword flickered in the air; there followed it, leaping after the beam, a great swish of steel, soon a forest of swords. 'Ha, Richard! Ha, Anjou! Ha, Saint George! So they made the rafters volley; and so headlong after King Richard tumbled out into the dusk and sought the ships.
The rickety rafters? Or were the little creatures swarming all over the walls to remind one of 'the foxes that walk upon the mountain of Zion'? "A huge stove occupies one-fourth of the room-space. Between the stove and the wall, to the right, is a bed made up ready for use, and on the other side a smaller one full of straw and hay, and without bed-covers.
Another extended from the bow to the stern stanchion, directly over the keel, about six inches higher than those at the sides. Ten rods led from the central down to the side rods, like the rafters of a house. Over the whole, of this structure above was extended a single piece of painted canvas, serving as a roof, and keeping out both sun and rain.
The outer circuit was covered as a lean-to, quite round this inner appartment, laying long rafters from the thirty-two angles to the top posts of the inner house, about twenty-feet distant, so that there was a space like a wall between the outer and inner wall, near twenty feet in breadth.
It was not dark, as Daddy Bunker took with him his electric flashlight, which he flashed into the different corners. "Where is that drum you spoke of, Father?" he asked of Grandpa Ford. "I don't see it now," was the answer. "It used to hang up on one of the rafters. But maybe the children took it down." Daddy Bunker flashed his light to and fro.
After that I threw my steel girders across, clapped on my roof rafters, all steel, in sixty-foot pieces, and then just held it easily, just supported it a bit, and let it sink gradually to its place." Mr. Newberry illustrated with his two arms the action of a huge house being allowed to sink slowly to a firm rest. "You don't say so!" said Mr.
The women reconnoitred and finally decided to unfold their cots and try to get a wink of sleep down in that cellar. It did not take them long to get settled. The cots were brought down and placed quickly among the fallen rafters, stone and tiling.
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