of yottr aocwetoiaed sttrroundings begin to fade away as tlie train door 

 closes aad the station is left behind, — f&de away like drifting 

 smoke. 



When at White Plains the electric loootaotiTe is exchanged 

 for a real locomotive, begins that subtle change within you snd about 

 yoa which at the end of another hour (or another week) will have meta- 

 ffiorpitosed yott into a new being — one whose pleasaree sre cat in Isrge, 

 tranqviX patterns. For you hare ooae into the oouBtttry aad are becom- 

 ing, in a measure, of the country. 



After a two hours' ride, the brakesian calls a naae suggeat- 

 iTe of "Patteroon" aad yon leare the 4t2g to carry its city burdens 

 whither it will. For yourself, you have arrived and 140 Broadway — 

 except for its beneficent house of entertainment — drops to the other 

 aide of the universe. 



If the Guaranty* 8 sleek, brown depot wagon meets you, you 

 will approach the country house by the aain entrance and have your first 

 gliapse of the dignified building with its broad piazsas as the car 

 leavos the State road and the stone wall and swings into the private 

 driV6»ay whioh ascends the knoll. 



The three-ndMite walking route is even pleaesnter. It 

 Beans only a block and a half through the village, then a grassy lane 

 leading «p toward an apparaat meotingplaoe of meadowgr&es a»d sky, 

 and there you are on our own driveway Just where the screen of spruces 

 begins. Robins aooompany you and observe you half shyly. 



You approach the open door. You have no need to knock. 

 There is someone waiting to receive you. 



Probably you will -»iah to go first to your own room. The 

 broad stairs are newly carpeted for your pleasure. The sleeping rooms 

 are oapaoious. Their furnishings are sueh as you find in a well- 



