Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-11-16

Ing session of Congress. more than two
years ago. and his duties as presiding Off
Ger of the Senate had been great physical
strain on him. All of his old friends in the
Senate who have seen him this summer
have commented on his splendid physical
appearance. He has the pink flush of boy
hood in his cheeks and his step Is firm and
elastic.
Whatever of health Mr.. Morton is gain
ing by his summers on his farm, he is run
ming that farm solely to satisfy a reason
able pride in the ownership of the largest
and finest herd of Guernsey cattle in the
world. He had that distinction two years
ago. when fire destroyed his cattle barn
and devastated his herd He has regained
all that he lost then, and he is adding con-
stantly to his stock of cattle. Just now he
| owns two hundred head of Guernseys, but
there is room in the cattle barn for
four hundred head: and until he increases
the herd TO it's limit by purchase or pro-
duction he will not sell any of his calves.
So says H. M. Cottrell, his superintendent
Pleasant Way of Farming.
Mr.. Morton does not take an active part
in the work on the farm. He does not go
| into the fields. the picture makers of
some of the newspapers would have the
public believe. and he does not feed the
chickens with his own hard. or even super
intend that operation. He keeps in touch
| with the farm work. and he knows what is
being done in field and in barn; but he does
He leads an ideal life in the handsome
dwelling which is his home during the
summer season.
He has spent two or three days of each
week there almost all summer, and he has
seldom been without guests. Many stop
for day to take look at his famous cat
tie; and this summer has seen visitors from
Australia and Russia and many other
mote places at Ellerslie. Any one who has
a genuine interest in cattle Is welcome to
| inspect Mr.Morton's famous herd. and moth
ing delights Mr.. Morton's heart more than
to take personal friend on tour of in
spection of his farm
Elierslie Is one and quarter miles
south of the little town Of Rhinecliff, on
the New York Central road. You can see
the model COW barn from the train you
go spinning along in one of Mr.. Wagner's
palace cars. But the house of Mr.. Morton
Is out of view Of the railroad track and
beyond all chance of annoyance from the
ringing of bells or the blowing of whistles.
1t stands far back from the road. three
hundred feet above the river and the drive
way which leads to its entrance winds
through a beautiful park, whose lawns are
closely clipped and dotted here and there
with green houses. Mr.. Morton raises
enough flowers to supply florists, and the
vases and the bowls on mantel and table
in his home overflow daily with the
choicest. freshest roses During the win
ter these green houses will keep the exec
utive mansion at Albany we'll supplied
PnIatfnl Home.
I stood on the veranda in front Of the
governors house and scanned the view.
Dropping almost abruptly from the site of
the dwelling, the well-kept lawn beloved
away to clunp of trees which cut off the
view of the public highway. Beyond 1
caught a glimpse of the big barn and its
attendant houses. and beyond these and
the tree tops which helped to hide them
was the broad, smooth. shining surface of
ION a clear day "" said Gov Morton, you
can see the Poughkeepsie bridge below
there and his arm swept the horizon to
the south, while his eye dwelt gratefully
on the prospects, The Poughkeepsie bridge
is fifteen miles away as the crow flies.
To the left Of the mansion the ground
sloped away more gradually. There was
little lake. half hidden by a rise in the
ground and picturesque Venetian bridge
stretched across the water in full view.
Beyond was a fbit of timber. the trees
aglow with the rich tinting of the autumn
leaves.
Within the dwelling are such Injuries
make living d pleasantness-rich rugs,
spread over CLASSY floors, couches and
full. The receotion hallway Is a delight,
and the library thing for envy and re-
greet. remember the appointments of Mr..
Mortnn's office in the Capitol when he was
Vice Presidant-the silver candelahra and
the inkstand Of cut glass. and the other
desk ornaments Mr.. Mortons own library.
with it's f1at-topped desk. covered with fit
tings of Russian brass and enamel, re-
called it to me strongly.
Model Stable.
Mr.. Mortons estate at Ellerslie COM
prises nearly a thousand acres. OF these
some six hundred acres are under cult
walton, always as adjunct to the cattle
raising. Everything on the farm is subor-
dinated to the Guernsey herd. This does
not mean that Mr. Morton makes pets of
his cows and puts veiset collars around
their necks, or iisaI ne houses them in
quarters SO fine that he could give ball