In Part 1, I detailed the adventure revealing the, well, not quite lost, but, ah, overlooked gas sconces in the 1894 Cross House.
They had been there since 1894 but I just never really registered them before. This was not too surprising as some were buried behind later plaster while others were just small nipples sticking proud of the walls. There were no actual sconces remaining in the house.
The idea of returning the house as much as possible to its original appearance is something strongly alluring to me. To this end, the speaking tube system will be renewed, the dumb waiter recreated (only bits remain), the laundry chute recreated (partially extant), the telephone closet returned to use AS a telephone closet (I cannot wait to make the first call. Hum, can I make a call back to the…past?), the basement laundry room returned to use AS the laundry room, the missing porch columns recreated (already done!), and so on.
To add to the list: fourteen gas sconces!
However, as I pondered this latest discovery, something nagged at me. If the Cross House was state-of-the-art when built, which it was, why did it have old-fashioned gas sconces? Why not the all new, all innovative gas/electric sconces???????
The thought nagged at me.
I hate when history nags.
However, my great excitement was soon…tempered.
Golly, where was I ever going to come across fourteen gas/electric sconces???????????????? They all did not have to match, of course, but I needed seven pairs. Seven pairs! Yikes!
Moreover, my pondering mind then hit a brick wall. In some areas I could run new electric wires to the sconce locations. But in other areas this would not be possible, like with the library and entrance hall. The gas pipes, and old electrical wires, were encased in the brick chimney breasts. There was no way to run electrical wires save chiseling through the brick and running conduit. Ugh. BIG ugh.
My pondering mind, now pixilated, wondered about kinda faking it.
WARNING: If I reveal my susequent thoughts, you have to promise not to tell ANYBODY! OK? I am trusting you to keep it a secret that I might resort to defrauding history.
OK, here goes…
Well, I am wracked with indecision.
Should I go back to gas/electric sconces in the house?
Or kinda fake it (shhhhhhhhh!) with just gas sconces, further faked (shhhhhhhhh!) with candles?
Oh, I feel a bit faint, and need to repose on the divan.