Chimney corner

It is meere injuſtice to ſee an old, crazed, ſinnowe-ſhronken, and nigh-dead father ſitting alone in a chimnie-corner, to enjoy ſo many goods as would ſuffice for the preferment and entertainment of many children, and in the meane while, for want of meanes, to ſuffer them to looſe their beſt daies and yeares, without thruſting them into publike ſervice and knowledge of men;[…].

“I see a vacant scat,” replied the Ghost, “in the poor chimney corner, and a crutch without an owner, carefully preserved.[…]”

[…] it was Angel Clare's custom to sit in the yawning chimney-corner during the meal, his cup-and-saucer and plate being placed on a hinged flap at his elbow.