The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1912-11-02
/ e'|1'''rn on TIE sEAsH0RE
sons Of the Delights Of Life in a
Long Island Bungalow, as De-
seribsd by a Former Resident of
pona.dsonyiile.

AS matter that Will doubtless
9 prove OF some interest to the
writers many friends among the read
ers OF The Chief, we take the liberty
of publishing a few extracts from
several of Mrs Stanley G. Arthur S
recent letters TO her father, T.. E.
Bentley. Mrs. Arthur, as is quite
generally known, was formerly Miss
Ella Bentley Of DonaldsonVille. She
and her husband, and their two lit
tie sons have spent the past summer
on the shore OF Long Island Sound,
two miles from the village of North.
port, l.. L., and the attractiVeness
of their surroundings. together with
some OF taelr achievements in horti-
cultural and agricultural lines, are
quite graphically described in the APP
pended quotations, Wnich are present
ed in chronological order.
i On May IL Mrs. Arthur wrote:
i well, praise be to the saints, here
We are! We had rather tough
time getting settled, what with the
bad weather and other difficulties,
but we are definitely established
now, and you don't know what a
blessing it seems to be out in this
beautiful open country with the clear
waters of the Sound tapping at our
front door, so to speak, and miles
upon miles of tree-clad hills and
grass-green meadows surrounding US.
4 Our bungalow Is the dearest lit
tie coy corner, with the living and
dining-roolns both in one, and cover
ing as much space as was taken up
{ot
three big, airy bedrooms, one Of
which Stanley uses for a Work-room;
kitchen more than twice as large as
the one in our flat, pantry and bath.
stairs lead TO an attic, overhead,
! where we keep all our trunks and
grips and stuff that is not in use.
/ We have beamed ceilings, rustic
finish to the gallery, open fireplace
made OF stones, and everything else
] that goes with a regular little bun
saIoW from BungaloWviiIe. We have
cnristened it .Loyelodge, and we
mean TO be just as care-free and
conrented in it as the good Lord and
our happy hearts viii let US.
We have been digging like the
earth-hungry folk we are, and We
1
and planted, and the hired man from
a nelghDoring farm came today and
| pIoWed up a lot of ground back Of
the bungalow for our vegetable gar
den. Stanley is out now sowing some
| Of the rows with seed, and | will be
i with him as soon as this letter is fin.
\ lshed.
| Il am sure the babies will bloom
| like flowers here. Little Linden has
/ already made uncomfortable strides.
| in the two weeks since We arrived.
Stanley junior is also showing the
effects oil his life in the open, has
a raVenous appetite and simply runs
wild out Of doors.
he village of n orthpor is two
miles away from us. The nearest
farm, where we get our eggs, butter
and milk, is about as far as from
your house to st. Charles avenue
flour ~city blocks, so imagine how
truly in the country we are
The next extract is from letter
dated June Is: 7 feel that you can
probably realize what it means to
me to be living as now am after
the experience of the past four years.
When I think of the broiling sum-
mers I spent in New York city,
hedged in by apartment houses and
brick walls. and then look out OF the
window by which / am writing and
see nothing but the green and beauti-
full open, am almost afraid / am
dreaming and that am bound
to wake up and find that none OF
this glorious vision is real. My lit |
tie fellows are out from half-past six
IN the morning till bedtime in the
evening, and they have simply |
GhriVen and flourished like flowers
from the first week we were here. |
vegetables from our own garden. Wei
had some steamed CLANS for supper
night before last which Stanley dug /
from the beach, and we frequently |
have fish SO direct from the water /
that they are still Tapping when |
Stanley scales them.
You would take infinite joy in
the abundance of wild flowers that |
are perpetually blooming about us.
We have passed through the fruit
blossom season, which nearly took
my breath away with its beauty, and
through a period of dandelion and
slogwood, and have arrived via a
J lot of daisies to the wild rose and
laurel season; and we. simply wade.
knee-deep in all this loveliness
every time we journey to the beach z
On July s Mrs. Arthur wrote: Our
nasturtiulns are in bloom, and the
sweet peas are coming alongf at a
great rate. We had company for
dinner on the 18th and served radish-
es on the table from our own garden
Our beans and potatoes will soon be
ready to eat. The country is beauti-
full and the bathing perfect. Either
Stanley or walk into the village
every day and it is a delightful and
lnVigorating jaunt
We have made it a rule not to
repeat the bright things our kiddies !
say-you know what bores adoring Z
parents can becoane-but little Stan
av ca id sonathjner tha 9TH ar dow CO III