the lamp , however , was always kept clean and shining in a corner , where it attracted all eyes . strangers looked upon it as lumber , but the old people did not care for that ; they loved it . one day -- it was the watchman 's birthday -- the old woman approached the lamp , smiling to herself , and said , " i will have an illumination to - day , in honor of my old man . " the lamp rattled in its metal frame , for it thought , " now at last i shall have a light within me . " but , after all , no wax light was placed in the lamp -- only oil , as usual .
love .
did the old people feel love or hate for the lamp ?
did the old people feel love or hate for the lamp ?