The New York herald., 1874-08-09
that is of mere local or denominational in
terest
Mr. Ryan's Farm.

MIR. Rysn's Farm.
There are good many gentlemen in dif1er-
ent parts of the country who have great rea-
son to be proud of the excellence of their
farms. But as New York is superior to the
rest of the United States in many other things
it need surprise no one that o gentleman In
this city Is in possession Of the most magnih-
cent farm in the country. The name of this
fortunate, successful and aesthetic farmer is
Ryan. His farm has been somewhat widely
this nomenclature that we protest. in the first
place; but after it is clearly understood that
what has been so long misnamed is in reality
Ryan's farm, we may proceed to point out
few Of its beauties. In the matter of walks
and drives it Is unsurpassed These
are spanned by beautiful bridges, be-
meath which are elegant arches, and
the sides of the roads and pathways are en-
riched by rare plants and fragrant flowers.
At every shady spot there is o bench and at
almost every turn in the winding ways sum-
mer house. There are wide lawns and pleas
ant pastures and miniature woodlawn and
lake as poetic as any poet ever sung. And
there are the Terrace and the Mall and the
Cave and many nameless but romantic nook
as full of rapture as the painless woods. All
this is the property Of Mr.. Ryan. This is
Ryan's farm. It is Ryan who catches all the
fish in the lake. 1t is for Ryan that the fowls
lay their eggs in the solitary, secluded corners
of the Ramble. Cows grazs in the pastures
but Ryan gets the milk. The grass is cut
down, but the hay is Ryan's. Even the ice
crop belongs to Ryan. In many ways
both small and great his profits are
enormous But it must not be supposed
that Ryan is selfish sort of person. He
is exactly the contrary. Some time ago we
were cor strained to praise MIR. William Butler
Duncan because he opened his beautiful
grounds for o single day to thousand or two
of the poor children Of the metropolis. Mr..
Ryan's farm is open day and night to the
entire people of New York and of the world.
1t is free to all to come and go at their pleas
ure in both summer and winter. The gates to
the farm are always open. There is even q
children's playground, where the youngsters
from the town gambol with Mr.. Ryans kids in
the very sight of the scoops" In the summer
people may sail on the lake for o considera-
ton, and in the winter they may skate on Mr.
Ryans ice fields. But nobody must touch
Mr.. Ryan's flowers. Neither must anybody
tread upon the grass, else Mr. Ryan would
have no hay. Mr.. Ryan gives all his visitors
to understand that they are at liberty
to enjoy, but not to abuse. And
it is seldom his confidence is abused. On
one occasion, we believe, very bad young
man was found pulling the tails of Mr.. Ryan's
COWS for amusement Another young man
was detected in the act of sucking one Of Mr..
Ryans eggs Beyond these two offences and
the surreptitious introduction Of some fishing
tackle into o quiet part Of the Ramble, indi-
eating design upon Mr.. Ryans fish, no harm
was ever done to his estate. On the contrary
everybody seems anxious to reward Mr.. Ryan
for his magnanimous conduct People are SO
much pleased with Mr. Ryans lake, from
which his ice is gathered and with the pleas
ant picture of his COWS grazing in the
pastures, that they are only too happy to pay
double price for his ice cream. We have seen
men almost in tears because Mr.. Ryan can
not raise as part of his vegetable produce
the carbonic acid gas for the manufacture
of his soda water. Indeed we were not sur
prised to learn within few days that
Mr.. Comptroller Green, who is On admirer
of Mr.. Ryan's generous behavior, proposes
bringing the Hathorn, Geyser, High Rock and
Congress Springs all the way from Saratoga,
OF the expense of the city, and placing them
on Mr.. Ryan's farm. that he may also have
his own mineral waters on his estate. We
hope Mr.. Green will succeed in this enterprise
Mr.. Ryans estate would then be equipped
with everything necessary for the summer
garden business. 1t would be proper testi-
monial to Mr.. Ryans greatness Of SOUL Hith-
erto we fear the public have not been aware OF
the debt of gratitude they owe him. A singu-
Lar notion got abroad that his farm belonged
to the city-a notion that was owing to the
nickname of Central Park which some people
conferred upon the estate. Had this been
true the COWS and the milk, the chickens and
the eggs, the fish and the ice the grass and
the hay, indeed all the produce Of Mr.. Ryans
farm, would belong to the city. Such thing
is preposterous
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