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- # Escalation of wife's campaign and various threats
## Overview
This segment is an excerpt from the short story "[I and My Chimney](arke:01KG8AJ72QDX8N8STJ3550X2NW)" by Herman Melville. It describes the narrator's escalating conflict with his wife, who is determined to remove the chimney from their house. The segment spans lines 1155-1177 of the source text file, "[i_and_my_chimney.txt](arke:01KG89J1H4TA19251AXAPE3ZWC)".
## Context
The story "[I and My Chimney](arke:01KG8AJ72QDX8N8STJ3550X2NW)" is part of the "[Melville Complete Works](arke:01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW)" collection. This segment follows "[Narrator's isolation and companionship with the chimney](arke:01KG8AJQ4356HHN7X0VE6TGKA0)" and precedes "[Narrow escapes and specific incidents](arke:01KG8AJQ43GFDBB1VYPJ324MRA)" within the narrative structure of the short story.
## Contents
The segment details the narrator's wife's increasing efforts to get rid of the chimney. She dislikes the smoke from both his tobacco and the chimney itself. The narrator describes her constant measuring for a "grand hall," aided by Anna and Julia, implying a planned renovation that would involve removing the chimney. Anonymous letters and articles appear, criticizing the chimney's appearance and threatening its removal. The narrator suspects his wife is behind the neighbors' complaints about the chimney absorbing moisture from their gardens. The segment concludes with the narrator lamenting the lack of peace due to the constant attacks on him and his chimney, and contemplating leaving the country to escape the situation.
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- But my spouse, who likes the smoke of my tobacco as little as she does
that of the soot, carries on her war against both. I live in continual
dread lest, like the golden bowl, the pipes of me and my chimney shall
yet be broken. To stay that mad project of my wife’s, naught answers.
Or, rather, she herself is incessantly answering, incessantly besetting
me with her terrible alacrity for improvement, which is a softer name
for destruction. Scarce a day I do not find her with her tape-measure,
measuring for her grand hall, while Anna holds a yardstick on one side,
and Julia looks approvingly on from the other. Mysterious intimations
appear in the nearest village paper, signed “Claude,” to the effect
that a certain structure, standing on a certain hill, is a sad blemish
to an otherwise lovely landscape. Anonymous letters arrive, threatening
me with I know not what, unless I remove my chimney. Is it my wife,
too, or who, that sets up the neighbors to badgering me on the same
subject, and hinting to me that my chimney, like a huge elm, absorbs
all moisture from my garden? At night, also, my wife will start as from
sleep, professing to hear ghostly noises from the secret closet.
Assailed on all sides, and in all ways, small peace have I and my
chimney.
Were it not for the baggage, we would together pack up, and remove from
the country.
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