The San Francisco call., 1910-08-21


shires a sounding board No story of the doings
OF beast bird of the thicket the wood
but what Stone of Winsted" knows Being wizard
of fairness of mind he spreads what he learns to
ascertain if such and such locality has better
offering And, strange to relate, before the wires
heated more remarkable occurrences have been
found for nothing is too good for the metropolitan
journals, which the Seer zeaously He is the
city editor OF daily paper in Winsted which means
that he gets of the news edits the foreign and
telegraph dispatches, attends the market reports
keeps his eyes and his ears open for those wonder
tales garnercd with such conscientious care and
writes advertisements.
HIS LAKE RETREAT
Great inspirations come to the "man who made
Winsted famous" amid the seclusion of his summer
home the shores of Highland lake Here it is that
he harvests $40 year from his chestnut trees and
also writes many of his profitable contributions
Wintergreen is the of this Arden Of 10 acres
which slopes down to the edge of the water and
within its boundaries brooks for fish, trees for
birds of strange pumage in the living rock
where weird animals come to hibernate until the
spring critter yarn season has come, and cavities
where ancient oads may forth tell feebly of
the paleozoic age bless Louis Timothy Stone and die
Beauteous and romantic Wintergreen, home of
checkerberres and stories of checkcred animal lives
holding within its limits the cottage where the Wizard
of Winsted goes to commune with the secrets of
earth and sky. His bedroom is an octagonal chamber
perched the second story, from the broad
windows of which he can view the lake and shore and
wood and dale with the rising of the sun.
Practical and direct is Louis Timothy Stone His
square jaw, his clear blue eyes his broad forehead
those of the dreamer but would characterize
the hard working of affairs When he speaks
it is with air of conviction. He looks the auditor
squarely in the face and tells his story without the
quiver of a muscle. His voice takes infection
only when he talks Of his friends of furred and feath
cred tribes. He born in Winstcd in 1875 and
after completing his high school course plunged into
the vortex of journalism, twenty years ago. and with
in year after his entrance into the lists he had
landed" his first story 1t was something about
chipnunk and poker game
His humble beginnings enabled him to acquire this
domain the shores of the lake and to add to
it by Such is the gratitude of nature that
the birds of the air and the creatures of the wood
and field pay for their shelter add to the preserve
by furnishing stories for metropolitan markets Like
ginseng some of these narratives disposed of in
condensed form and have much of the zest dried out
of them, yet for all that every little helps Winter
green grows larger the years add lustcr to the
fame of Winsted and its sage.
: HATcHED BY HAND
Il do not suppose" said the teller of tales "that
anything happens in Wnsted and its neigh
but take much as I can to get all of interest
which does and to present it in compact form
l find some of them here. Now, there was the crow
which was hatched by hand
"The which," asked
Claude Bernc," began Mr.. Stone in low and
voice and with that intensive earnestness which
shows minute attention TO details 'is a neighbor
OF mine and here is thctree where we found the nest
of crow, perhaps deserted by the urkind mother
or perhaps the parents slain by some wanton
hand. There four eggs in the nest and Claude
took two and had the others. He wanted to carry
! to what the effect would be, and l had some
scheme hatch mine by electricity. Claude started
down the road with his two eggs walking under the
broiling sun, when suddenly beak out of one
of the shells and little black hoped out on
his hand He took home and tried to raise it under
white hen but as only one kind of crow is well
in poultry yard the poor little chap died of
d broken heart"
: "Bl-u-upl"