New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-08-15

So It happeUS, too, that the gray veal
nlirth of former days has given place 10
the ringing laughter OF childhood AND III
the rooms where of old world policies were
discussed and settled for time and eternity
hv the seers of the village endless golden
dreams are woven and marvellous castles
in Spain upreared by the tireless imasina-
ticns OF children. In place Of the heavy
tread OF labor-weighted boots there are
the buoyant skip and patter Of joyous feet.
The transformed inn is a honlelike old
Colonial building. with spacious. heavy
colupned verandas extending the entire
length of both stories. and with dorrne7
windows and massive chimneys breaking
the expsnse of the low soping gable roof
II stands lust back from the highway, an!
at one end its grounds fall away into
little dell through which murTnurs brook
where the children may bathe and h5n or
launch fleets of deadly dreadnouShts anu
jaunty pleasure craft.
Just over the way wide lawn rises
gently from the roadside. and forms. as
occasion requires. ball diamond. parade
ground tag arena or cat court here
around the fagpole the guests of the nome
ga Their each evening to sing America and
! give the flag salute as the coiors are run
down At the further side OF this play
lawn is a thick wood. through which
hard packed path leads away into the us
lance.
That path leads 10 the end Of the rain
bow. or what is just as good-the STOCK
bridge Bowl a silver sheet of water that
stretches away two and one-haf miles 10
I,eEox. at it's further end No wonder the
nath that leads 10 its shore is beaten hard
one hundred pairs OF eager feet trace anu
retrace it every afternoon And the lake!
/ One hundred pairs of youthful legs and
arms lash its waters TO foam each DAY
vrfJe hundred lusty voices disturb its
quiet. but the only sign ii gives Is 70 re-
fleet the smiles Its waters catch from the
| faces Of the dsturhers.
Tenanted by Mysterious Beings
Plight AT the end of the path, on the
lake shore. is pine grove with a thick
Garnet of pine needles. where picnics are
hold Nor is all the interest in the woods
nath confined to the metaphoTiCal pot or
cold that lies at Its end. The travellers
along the path are city children. perhaps
in wood for the first time. No wonder
then. that they tenant its recesses with
mysterious beings and hold strange oe-
Iiefs concerning its landmarks
| A queer mound in the heart of the wood
/ is held by all the passersby 10 DC with
out doubt an Indians grave NO one
would dare pass ii without reVerehtiE
| dropping a stick upon 1t. Not long ago
| there did arise one scoffer. but his heresy
was short lived The first time he heard
/ the legend he maintained that there
"vasr't no Indian buried there. He did.
bousver defgu to ask the opinion of one
~ tho attendants as TO the truth of the
matter Upon being told that IT would
not be strange to find that an Indian had
been buried almost any place thereabout,
/ he still sCoffed, but on the third day he
was noticed dropping his propltlatory OF
| feriug with the rest. When questlohed
| as to his reason ne replied that he might
| as we'll do it, for it couldn't bring no bad
! luck if it didn't bring no good
! There are besides the grave. an Ind
,sn's bed and an Indians chair along the
natb Then there are the luck stones
had and good The former X scornfully
/ spat upon. while over the latter is recited
the duration;
One two. three,
Good luck TO
And all my fsm-i-ie-
To get to St Helsu's. The Tribune
children. after leaving the train at Rich
uond Furnace. have drive of seven miles
! over the mountains, for even Yet no rail-
road has disrupted the pastoral quiet OF
/ TnterIaken 1t is a wonderful ride From
Richmond the road goes up and up. wind
| ing now through woodland, now out into
the open, so that the travellers can sec
with delight the wide stretching piano.
rama of mountain and valley. wood and
stream, with here and there farmhouse
Nesting costly in a fold of the hills.