ion with
Amaryllis is removed. The money is invested in consols and all ends
happily.

In December, 1886, Butler's father died, and his financial
difficulties ceased. He engaged Alfred Emery Cathie as clerk, but
made no other change, except that he bought a pair of new hair
brushes and a larger wash-hand basin. Any change in his mode of
life was an event. When in London he got up at 6.30 in the summer
and 7.30 in the winter, went into his sitting-room, lighted the
fire, put the kettle on and returned to bed. In half an hour he got
up again, fetched the kettle of hot water, emptied it into the cold
water that was already in his bath, refilled the kettle and put it
back on the fire. After dressing, he came into his sitting-room,
made tea and cooked, in his Dutch oven, something he had bought the
day before. His laundress was an elderly woman, and he could not
trouble her to come to his rooms so early in the morning; on the
other hand, he could not stay in bed until he thought it right for
her to go out; so it ended in his doing a great deal for himself.
He then got his breakfast and read the Times. At 9.30 Alfred came,
with whom he discussed anything requiring attention, and soon
afterwards his laundress arrived. Then he started to walk to the
British Museum, where he arrived about 10.30, every alternate
morning calling at the butcher's in Fetter Lane to order his meat.
In the Reading Room at the Museum he sat at Block B ("B for Butler")
and spent an hour "posting his notes"--that is reconsidering,
rewriting, amplifying, shortening, and indexing the contents of the
little note-book he always carried in his pocket. After the notes
he went on till 1.30 with whatever book he happened to be writing.

On three days of the week he dined in a restaurant on his way home,
and on the other days he dined in his chambers where his laundress
had cooked his dinner. At two o'clock Alfred returned (having been
home to dinner with his wife and children) and got tea ready for
him. He then wrote letters and attended to his accounts till 3.45,
when he smoked his first cigarette. He used to smoke a great deal,
but, believing it to be bad for him, took to cigarettes instead of
pipes, and gradually smoked less and less, making it a rule not to
begin till some particular hour, and pushing this hour later and
later in the day, till it settled itself at 3.45. There was no
water laid on in his rooms, and every day he fetched one ca