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Do you have a lamp in your room? I find it very cozy when I am reading to have a lamp on rather

than the big light in the room. I can remember some of the lamps that I have read with and I have

great memories of curling up in different places beside a good lamp to read.

This episode is all about an old street lamp.

The old street lamp. It was a most respectable old lamp which had seen many many years of service.

And now was to retire with a pension. It was this very evening at its post for the last time

giving light to the street. Its feelings were something like those of an old dancer at the theater

who is dancing for the last time and knows that on the moral she will be in her room alone and forgotten.

The lamp had very great anxiety about the next day for it knew that it had to appear for the first

time at the town hall to be inspected by the mayor and the council who were to decide whether it was

fit for further service, whether it was good enough to be used to light the inhabitants of one

of the suburbs or in the country at some factory. If the lamp could not be used for one of these

purposes it would be sent at once to an iron foundry to be melted down.

In this latter case it might be turned into anything and it wondered very much whether it would

then be able to remember that it had once been a street lamp.

Whatever might happen it seems certain that the lamp would be separated from the watchman

and his wife whose family it looked upon as its own.

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