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Author: Emily Carr

Basement

Published: 1944
Written by Emily Carr
Categories: The House of All Sorts

Creeping around a basement in the small dark hours is not cheerful. A house’s underneathness is crushing–weight of sleep pressing from the flats above, little lumps of coal releasing miniature avalanches which rattle down the black pile, furnace grimly dead, asbestos-covered arms prying into every corner. Just inside the…

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Meg the Worker

Published: 1944
Written by Emily Carr
Categories: The House of All Sorts

Bobtail Meg was registered. I bought her by mail; I sent the money but no dog came. After writing a number of letters which were not answered, I applied to a lawyer. He wrote–Meg came. Her seller claimed that the dog had been run over on the way to…

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Naming

Published: 1944
Written by Emily Carr
Categories: The House of All Sorts

Every reature accepting domesticity is entitled to a name. It enraged me to find, perhaps a year later, that a pup I had sold was adult and unnamed, or was just called “Pup,” “Tyke,” or some general name. Were humans so blind that a creature’s peculiarities suggested no name…

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