AMERICAN EvSTATES AND GARDENS 



knacks in delightful profusion. There are deer heads and other relics of the chase, and strings 

 of hornet nests — most suggestive of the strenuous outdoor life. It is a room of quiet, simple 

 charm, a room for a man to be happy in, and happy with his friends. 



One has but to step out of the door to find one's self on one of the terraces. Tuxedo 

 Park is itself one great garden, so beautiful are its lawns, so fine its roads, so clean its shrub- 

 bery ; a hydrangea or two, or perhaps some other brightly colored flower, seems all to be required. 



A splendid house on top of a hill is apt to be a bit isolated. Mr. Poor promptly argued 

 that, if there were not room at the top, he would make room by building up his mountain until 

 he had space sufficient and to spare. So the outer corner of his flower garden is supported by 

 a high wall, giving him as much space as he desired on the summit, and a corner of the globe 

 that he has made his very own. 



It is a lovely spot, arranged in terraces that gradually diminish in elevation, but still 

 kee]:)ing well to the summit on which the house stands. It contains two fountains, both old 

 and European — one with a bronze summit, the other wholly of stone. And of pots and well 

 heads, of carved benches and ornaments, of bay trees and curious plants, of roses, dahlias, 

 and other plants of bloom and foliage, there is a plenty. It is a cleverly designed garden 

 too; for, although the total area is not large as large gardens go, the apparent size is most 

 considerable. It is a charming, lovely open space, with the eternal view beyond, this 

 strange, gentle, quiet forest land, so marvelously peopled with modern palaces, so thoroughly 

 subdued by American civilization, and yet still retaining the rare beauty of its natural state — 

 this wonderful contrast of man and nature! 



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