conveniences. But it proves more expensive to
those who go into the country to want them there than
it did to have them where they abound. They are
not to be had in the country at any price,—water,
gas, fuel, food, attendance, amusement, locomotion
in all weathers; but such a moderate measure of them
as a city-bred family cannot live without involves
so great an expense, that the expected economy of
life in the country to those not actually brought
up there turns out a delusion. The expensiveness
of life in the city comes of the generous and grand
scale on which it there proceeds, not from the superior
cost of the necessaries or comforts of life.
They are undoubtedly cheaper in the city, all things
considered, than anywhere in the country. Where
everything is to be had, in the smallest or the largest
quantities,—where every form of service
can be commanded at a moment’s notice,—where
the wit, skill, competition of a country are concentrated
upon the furnishing of all commodities at the most
taking rates,—there prices will, of course,
be most reasonable; and the expensiveness of such
communities, we repeat, is entirely due to the abundant
wealth which makes such enormous demands and secures
such various comforts and luxuries;—in
short, it is the high standard of living, not the
cost of the necessaries of life. This high standard
is, of course, an evil to those whose social ambition
drives them to a rivalry for which they are not prepared.
But no special pity is due to hardships self-imposed
by pride and folly. The probability is, that,
proportioned to their income from labor, the cost of
living in the city, for the bulk of its population,
is lighter, their degree of comfort considered, than
in the country. And for the wealthy class of society,
no doubt, on the whole, economy is served by living
in the city. Our most expensive class is that
which lives in the country after the manner of the
city.
A literary man, of talents and thorough respectability,
lately informed us, that, after trying all places,
cities, villages, farmhouses, boarding-houses, hotels,
taverns, he had discovered that keeping house in New
York was the cheapest way to live,—vastly
the cheapest, if the amount of convenience and comfort
was considered,—and absolutely cheapest
in fact. To be sure, being a bachelor, his housekeeping
was done in a single room, the back-room of a third-story,
in a respectable and convenient house and neighborhood.
His rent was ninety-six dollars a year. His expenses
of every other kind, (clothing excepted,) one dollar
a week. He could not get his chop or steak cooked
well enough, nor his coffee made right, until he took
them in hand himself,—nor his bed made,
nor his room cleaned. His conveniences were incredibly
great. He cooked by alcohol, and expected to
warm himself the winter through on two gallons of
alcohol at seventy-five cents a gallon. This admirable
housekeeping is equalled in economy only by that of
a millionnaire, a New-Yorker, and a bachelor also,
whose accounts, all accurately kept by his own hand,
showed, after death, that (1st) his own living, (2d)
his support of religion, (3d) his charities, (4th)
his gifts to a favorite niece, had not averaged, for
twenty years, over five hundred dollars. Truly,
the city is a cheap place to live in, for those who
know how! And what place is cheap for those who
do not?