The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1882-01-06

glass and iron, double glazed on the north |
side, is 372 fl. in length, 10y about so #. in
breadth, the center house being still wider. |
In this crystal enclosure there are already |
about four hundred varieties of tea roses,
several hundreds of hybrids, and a large
number of climbing roses. palms and rare
tropical plants, and bewildering variety of
epidendrums-plants that
grow on moist wood, and cattleyas meet the
eye. 1t takes five large furnaces and two
hundred and fifty tons of coal every season
to create the tropical temperature for the
flowers and grapes and sixteen men are
constantly employed. Jay Gould's summer
residence is a solidly built house, and enough
of the castle about it to suggest medieval
times. There is no special attempt at dis
play, costly simplicity abounds. There
are few marble statues in the halls and
parlor, library of richly bound and rare
books, said to have been collected by man
of fine literary taste and bought with the
house. But the art gallery, which is used as
billiard room is the place where the visitor
would fain linger. In very hasty round,
had just time to copy the names of some of
the artists: Bouguereau, Meissonier, @.
Payol, Koemmerer, who was represented by
"The Marriage Procession: Casanova, De-
taille, Troyon, A. Diaz, Schemenburg, Con-
slant, j. l.. Jerome, j. G.. Vibert, II. Merle,
Haborg. In the library there was one paint
ing only, Education of yestal," by Hector
Leroux.
The OLD DUrcH CHURCH, passed over
the bridge where flesh and blood, "head
less horseman," as your readers of 1.-The
Legend of Sleepy Hollow" by Washington
Irving will remember, hurled the pumpkin
at Ichabod Crane. The waters of the
Pocantico, swollen by the recent rains. ''raved''
further on,
"The church with venerable grace,
Reposes in its hallowed space,
The shrine of generations long gone by.
walked through the old graveyard with
| its moss-grown headstones, to Washington
Irving's grave. In a plot about fifty feet
square, surrounded by an iron fence and a
well trimmed hedge, there is a simple marble
stone inscribed:
Washington Irving,
Born April 3D. 1888,
Died, Nov. 2Sth, 1859.
Vandal tourists Clipped of so many pieces
from the first stone, that another had to be
placed there, and 1 noticed that the presen,
one was being disfgured in the same way
There are about thirty plain stones marking
the graves of the Irving family in the en-
closure. Just twenty-five years ago this last
November, the noble and genial spirit OF
Washington Irving, after a seventy-sever
years sojourn on earth left the lingering
Indian summer for fairer cline. On the
evening of his death, he exclaimed again and
again at the crimson glories of sunset.
SLEEPY HoLLow.-I walked along the
aqueduct path one afternoon. The Pocantico
could be family heard through the mass OF
foliage. Sleepy Hollow stretched its drowsy
length. No breeze disturbed the deep silence
'all round the languid air did swoon." The
bright pageant of fading leaves was ex.
hibited for the last time, before the winds
and rains stripped the trees of their perish.
ing adornments. 1 left the valley and as
cended the hill where. from an orchard, ]
had an extensive and most charming pros
pect. There were many sails upon the Hud
son, and the descending sun transfgured the
tops and sides of the far of hills. thought
how sweet il would be, after the well fought
battle of an unselfish life, to come to some
such Beulah land, and with ''the faith tina!
looks through DEATH" anticipate th0 satisfy
ing activities of fuller life and an amplei
ether. There is Baptist church at larry
town, recently completed, an elegant struc-
ture in the Flemish of the Renaissance OF
native granite with brown stone trimming
1t cost over eighty thousand dollars.
Paw Paw, Dec. 10Th, 1881.