Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1920-09-20
Beauty and wonder Ia tha MAJ.

was ready to forgive Anne Mansfield
her much crtticized marriage. The
door was opened to me by an obse-
quious parsonage in livery, and I was
at once shown to my room. This was
on the second floor, at the front OF
was q marvel of good taste and COM
Portable yer luxurious appoint
ments, but l scarcely noticed it, as l
caught sight of the view from my
windows.
The Berkshire hills rolled above
and beyond one another, in what
seemed a very riot ,of mountainous
glee. The spring green. had appeared
early. and the tender tverdure OF the
young leaves contrasted with the
deep green's and purples Of the
set. and a red gold glow added a the
'tatrical effect to the glorious land
|scape.
L leaned but of my East window.
and glanced toward the back OF the
house. I saw again that great East
wing, so peculiarly attached to the
corner of the main dwelling, and con-
cluded it had been built later. It had
almost the appearance OF a chapel,
for the long windows were of stained
castings. The fact that these win
dows reached from the roof nearly to
the ground, proved the wing apart
ment to be a lofty one, fully the
height OF two ordinary stories. So In
terested in the matter vas I, that ]
asked the man who was ~unpacking
my thfoEs, IL the East wing might be
a chapel.
"No, SIR he answered; its Mr..
Van Wyck's study"
He volunteered the further infor-
nation that tea was now being serv-
ed there, and that i was to so down
as soon as I was ready.
Shortly after, I followed my guide
through the halls and rooms Of the
enormous house. Drawing-rooms
and reception Don were furnished
with quiet elegance; and the heavy
tapestries, were never obtrusive in
Through the halls we went, until
we reached the doorway that formed
the sole connection between the
main house and tht East wing. Here,
after q murmured announcement OF
my name, the servant left me. and
I found myself in the study Of Da-
vid Van Wyck.
impressive room than this study at
ButtonWood Terrace It's doomed
ceiling Of loaded glass was perhaps
thirty feet high, but so large was the
room and so graceful its lines that
the architecture gave the effect OF
perfect proportion. 3
The walls were panelled between
the stained-glass windows. and ut the
West end OF the room was a small
balcony, like u musicians gallery,
reached BY a.spiral staircase. At the
same end Of the room, under the bali
cony and opening on the terrace,
were large double doors: and there
was no other entrance save the single
door that connected with the main
house through the Tapped
There were perhaps q dozen peo-
pie present, and though. OF course,
recognized my hostess. went to
greet her with a face that / am sure,
showed an expression of incredulity...s
Anne Van Wyck laughed outright
TITS really i" she said; you seem
unable to believe IT. sy
But ever before FIsSccuta reply she
and stood alone, q moment,
waiting Tor her to tufnS5back to me
The scene wAs 81 tpieturesque one.
The contrast of the nyedsrn.gkafbed
society people. their light laughter
ana gays3schAtter, With the1dfenity and
grandeur OF the ola room M sitl
antique SfHrnishingS. INSIDE an inter-
!estingS pictufa. eEvsrywhere the eye
rested ofi9 caTvinss; and tapsstrtsa
worthy ofsa karonial hsli ana YET the
~ occuVAtion OF afternoon 10
Gemeed not atnlng fn8thts setting 4
late In May. and though the
treat doors stood open to the terrace.
The blaze of ansopsn hre vs. MOI nm
2rateful:
~ hostess aid not herself preside
III the teatabie. but left that TO her
1tep-daughter Barbara. while She
GScl6uslS Ndispensed charming smiles
of greeting Or farewell to this guests
who came o went. After 9 few mo.
|ments came a. lull. In her duties and
EWithla fascinating smile che invited
me \ p stt beside her and talk over
old times.
EMRemenlbering our schoolfnate
e 4. E may ! re sa 4. y e nx xnr s.r q ask !
Edivan. Til So q
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low II. but It 10 pleasant TO feetgyou