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THE SIMPLIFICATION OF LIFE
and partially mummied. Sometimes it seems to me that is the reason why, in
our modern times, the curious intellect is so abnormally developed, the brain
and the tongue waggle so, because these organs alone have a chance, the rest
are shut out from heaven's light and air; the poor human heart grown feeble
and weary in its isolation and imprisonment, the liver diseased and the lungs
straitened down to mere sighs and conventional disconsolate sounds beneath
their cerements.
"There are many other ways in which the details and labor of daily life
may be advantageously reduced, which will occur to anyone who turns practical
attention to the matter. For myself I confess to a great pleasure in witnessing
the Economics of Life —and how seemingly nothing need be wasted; how the very
stones that offend the spade in the garden become invaluable when foot-paths
have to be laid out or drains to be made. Hats that are past wear get cut up
into strips for nailing creepers on the wall; the upper leathers of old shoes
are useful for the same purpose. The under garment that is too far gone for
mending is used for patching another less decrepit of its kind, then it is
torn up into strips for bandages or what not; and when it has served its time
thus it descends to floor washing, and is scrubbed out of life —useful to the
end. When my coat has worn itself into an affectionate intimacy with my body,
when it has served for Sunday best, and for week days, and got weather-stained
out in the fields with the sun and rain —then faithful, it does not part from
me, but getting it-self cut up into shreds and patches descends to form a hearthrug
for my feet. After that, when worn through, it goes into the kennel and keeps
my dog warm, and so after lapse of years, retiring to the manure-heaps and
passing out on to the land, returns to me in the form of potatoes for my dinner;
or being pastured by my sheep, reappears upon their backs as the material of
new clothing. Thus it remains a friend to all time, grateful to me for not
having despised and thrown it away when it first got behind the fashions. And
seeing we have been faithful to each other, my coat and I, for one round or
life-period, I do not see why we should not renew our intimacy —in other metamorphoses
—or why we should ever quite lose touch of each other through the aeons.
"In the above sketch my object has been not so much to put forward any
theory of the conduct of daily life, or to maintain that one method of living
is of itself superior to another, as to try and come at the facts connected
with the subject. In the long run every household has to support itself; the
benefits and accommodations it receives from society have to be covered by
the labor it expends for society. This cannot be got over. The present effort
of a large number of people to live on interest and dividends, and so in a
variety of ways on the labor of others, is simply an effort to make water run
up hill; it cannot last very long. The balance, then, between the labor that
you may consume and the labor that you expend may be struck in many different
ways, but it has to be struck; and I have been interested to bring together
some materials for an easy solution of the problem."
