New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-08-27

when q big, tWelNe-cyilnuel HAL
takes you through 1873 miles of some
Of the most beautiful country in New
York. with a rest at Briarcliff Lodge,
that is the sort of day that speaks
for itself. There is so much pleasure
crowded into those few hours that
when you start to tell of it you hard
" know where to begin and where TO
stop. 1t was certainly a wise selec-
ton when Briarcliff and the country
beyond it were suggested for our
days destination.
1t was just 10 80 Tuesday morn
ing when we left the Hollander-Ran-
dali salesrooms, at 1744 Broadway.
You surely remember how hot 1t was
Tuesday. Even when we swung into
Central Park and followed Central
Parkway over to Riverside Drive The
heat was still intense, even though we
were making good time. The car was
already proving the sort OF things IL
does. When road construction work
made US turn up 152d Street before
the car had chance to get run
ming start, we expected that the hill
would surely force us into a lower
speed. but the HAL went right up
it on high.
Making a little side trip, after hav-
ing followed Riverside Drive to La
fayette Boulevard, to Broadway, we
turned to the left up 230th Street,
for the driver wanted to show US
Spuvten Duyvil. Incidentally, we
made the riverside hill on high, too.
Just up the hill, we were imme-
diately in beautiful country: Inc
first cool breeze we had felt that day
blew out of the fern carpented woods:
The view we had when we reached
the bank of the Spuyten Duyvil more
than justified the little time 1t had
taken us to get there.
Clean Cut Action of the Car.
But we hurried on through Van
Cortlandt Park, past the almost de-
serted golf links and over the flower
bordered paths, back again to Broad
wav. Even in this short time we
were completely won over to the
HAL. In every emergency It's ac-
ton was so clean cut. 1t was so f1eX-
ible and still so powerful. There
were only three of US in the big seven
passenger car, but that made no dit
ference in its easy riding qualities.
We simply sank back into the cush,,
ions-these have rare comfort-and
the semi-elliptical springs saved us
from all shock as we hit occasional
ruts. The engine seemed alive, capaS,,
Bile in every instance. 1t would
throttle down to nearly one mile an
hour in traffic, or, again, 1t would
show great speed if there were
convenient stretch of good road.
On through Yonkers, past Billie
Burke's home, on the Albany Post
Road: through Dobbs Ferry and
Irvington, still following the Albany
Post Road, we came to Tsrryto.wn'
Just beyond Tarrytown was Briar-
cliff Manor.
AS soon as we turned into the
drive we began to climb the steady
ascent that leads to the Lodge. And
the grade is not an easy one. we
expected to see the driver drop into
second, but instead he picked up to
35 miles an hour, swinging right up
to the top of the hill on high.
At Briarcliff.
We were at Briarcliff. Right at
the crest of the hills, commanding a
wonderful outlook in every direction,
it makes an ideal place to rest and 10
have lunch. 1t was just 1926 when
we arrived, so we had half an hour
to spend before lunch was served. To
better enjoy the view we went up on
the tower roof. In the one direc-
ton the Hudson was winding its way
between its wood covered banks. On
the other were the rolling green
hills, Below, in the valley, was the
little Briarcliff village.
The sun was too bright for us to
stay long here, however, so we went
down to investigate the other inter
esting points Of the Lodge. There
was the quaint little japanese tea
room to be inspected, the spacious
ball rooms, the sun parlors and per-