the dawn of a tomorrow
there are always two ways of looking at a thing. frequently there are six or seven; but two ways of looking at a london fog are quite enough, when it is thick and yellow in the streets and stings a man\'s throat and lungs as he breathes it , an awakening in the early morning is either an unearthly and grewsome. or a mysteriously enclosing, secluding, and comfortable thing. if one awakens in a healthy body. and with a clear brain reated by norman sleep and tetaining memories of a normally agreeable yesterday, one may lie watching the housemaid building the fire; and after she has swept the hearth and put things in order. lie watching the flames of the blazing and crackling wood catch the coals and set them blazing also.....