My sorority house I lived in for 2 years in college was an old historic home built in 1896. It is absolutely gorgeous, and it has soooo much history inside. We call it the wedding cake house, since if you look at it from the front it looks like 3 layers of a wedding cake. Ironically, the owner of the house did give this house to his oldest daughter as a wedding present. We still have a couple items that were original to the house, like the 110 year old piano, some antiques, and this funky 3 sided chair thing that was used for courting!

Women at the turn of the century were not allowed to "date", or at least proper young ladies were not, unless they had a chaperone. So, the chair was designed so the two lovebirds could see each other, but the chaperone sat with them on the same chair but in a different seat (if that makes any sense), so nothing "inappropriate" could happen. The chair thingy rolls, and we'd always fight over who got to sit in it to study!

I loved living there, although the plumbing was VERY old and tended to go on the fritz, and the white paint was coming off the house because it was lead paint, and was EXTREMELY expensive to redo. [img]eek.gif[/img] However, I loved living there because it was such an elegant house and had a real attic (not those things they pass off as attics today with no floors), window seats and a huge wraparound front porch with rocking chairs. I loved to sit outside on the porch swing on a cool fall day and imagine I was Samantha doing her homework in Mount Bedford. [img]wink.gif[/img]