Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1890-09-13
THE TUDOR COTTAGE.

THE TUDOR COTTAGE.
1t is low, picturesque, unpretentious dwell
ing-one of the first Of the shore cottages
erected on the bay a dozen or fifteen years ago
Somber in coloring and of an odd architectural
design, II carries an air of simple quiet and
honest worth which charms the leader of de-
mocracy much the same as il charms even a
casual observer who notes the attractiveness Of
the spot.
1t is a half hours walk down the railroad
track, over the hills and through the oak and
pine groves to this Tudor Haven with its melan-
choly history and most delightful views.
Tudor. Tudor Haven! What memories of
storied England the name recalls-of Eliza
beth, of Henry. the much-married, and above
all of the grand old English homes where Bess
and her lover Cecil, Lord of Burloigh, visited
IN royal progresses.
1.-The name hath u fine sound in sooth." but
there Is lad ring in Its tone. Some twelve or
fifteen years ago Frederick Tudor who boosted
OF Industrious lineage, came from England to
this country and soon after, with the true
Briton's instinct for sequestration. purchased
the beautiful haven so far away from the city's
hustle and gave it his proud old name.
The place bears witness that he loved II in
days gone by. but time-time and death
strolled through the beautiful forest and
claimed hospitality at the hearthstone in the
open.
Frederick Tudor's ruling passion was for
uOTseueeU. anu lie became nOted mere as a
turfman, but upon his death 1t was necessary
to sell the place TO satisfy his creditors de-
mauds.
Through the gnarled and riven oaks and the
somber pines and out over the sandy hills TO
the cottage on the bluff runs a finely gravelled
drive that in itself must have cost small for
tune.
Entering the forest where the yellow sun
light Sits down through the rustlng leaves and
touches the dull greens and browns beneath
with q CLINT of gold one may take the broad
winding drive or the narrow. leafy bride path,
which is romantic enough to merit different
spelling of the name, for never could youth
and maiden wander through the dim aisles"
without wishing 1t were bridal path.
Quiet. SO quiet. You think of the dead turf
man whose beautiful house and lands have be-
come anothers and-whir-r-r-fve-eig
fourteen-no. a dozen-a bevy of quail gray
fluffy balls. rise ut our feet from the underbrush
and are gone, while every nerve thrills with the
sportsman's desire, and-s kingdom for Win
chester.
Emerging into the open you notice only the
low house, tinted with the tones OF gray and
and brown that nature gives to implanted
woods. and harmoniZing with sands and shore.
A study in grays for an artist to appreciate
surely. The low gables, the wide porch, the
sweeping drive, the beach. And such beach.
The wind comes head on up BuzzarG's bay,
by the Elizabeth Islands. from Vineyard sound,
through Hog Island Narrows. and carries great
masses of pearly foam high up on the pebbled
beach, while little baby foam flakes that look
like downy white chickens are detached and
run about the gray stones as il Of their own
volition.
Down through the sedge grass at low tide
one may walk dry shod on the beach and pick
up the loveiiest thoroughbred Wareham oysters
imaginable. but the worst of it il every one
does not know how to open them, and i. ID
very hard work to crack them open with q
et0 ha mus aEas
them SO gritty.
Frederick Tudor's love for horses il evi.
denced by more than the fine driveway. The
stables belonging to the estate have as grea,
architectural pretensions as the house.
Six broad, glazed windows light up as many
roomy box stalls. and every arrangement for
equine comfort is complete. At the house
beside the front doorsteps stands the old horse
block, whence many a 1.-the young guest It the
hospitable msnse has sprung to her cushioned
saddle.
The house itself seems to be three small
oblong cottages with steep gable roofs buiii
side by side. no two of exactly the same size.
and the whole surrounded by wide veranda.
1t is very quaint, gray and weatherbeaten, and
yet has the indescribabie sign manual Of gent
tiity.
From the bluff where it is perched in the full
sweep of the breeze may be had panoramic
view OF the entire country about, from Bourne
and Buttermilk bay. with the donjon tower OF
Jefferson's castle rising above the forest in the
distance at the right to the Narrows where no
land is visible. beyond Mashpee at the left
Already the spirit Of enterprise permeates
the place and preparations for the extensive
improvement which another season will see
completed have begun.
JOE JEFFERSON NEIeHBoR.
II is only q mile and half up the Narrows
by water from Tudor Haven to Jefferson's cot
tage, but it is a good two miles and a half to
walk the nearest way. and to drive one must 60
around a back country road through the woods,
a distance of not less than four miles and prob
ably more, for Cape Cod miles will stretch re-
markably, both in dry and wet seasons
Joe Jefferson. who is revolutioniZing mat
ters and things in general in and about Buz-
yards bay. and Its society and midsummer APP
pearance in particular. Is receiving the credit
of having brought about the change at Tudor
Haven. He has prevailed upon Grover Cleve-
land to move up the bay from Marion and come
and live alongside Of him.
Perhaps the ex-Prcsident has faith in the
Cape Cod Ship Canal Company and the ulti-
mate completion of that great enterprise.
Tudor Haven has been valued high as
$50, 600, but the selling price, $4,000, it is
stated gives an example Of how inflated value
in beach property have to tumble on this shore
before they can lind purchaser.
Cleveland was driven away from Marion, SO
the story goes in polite circles in that town. IN
part by the fact that local real estate owner
attempted to sell hi m a cottage and tract of
beach land adjoining on the water front
The owner had his own idea, it appears, of
the value OF his house and sandy soil or else
an idea that the distinguished gentleman could
be induced to pay high for a shore property,
for which he had weakness. This is
tho village gossip at Marion, and much re-
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