The Garden 
Fol. XXXIX, No. 4 MAGAZINE 
June, 1924 
“WHERE THE GOLDEN BELLS OF YESTERDAY 
ARE ECHOED BY NEW VOICES” 
Amer Pindar 
IN THE GARDEN AT “THE HOUSE OF 
SEVEN GABLES” 
“It was itself like a great human heart, with a life of its own, and 
full of rich and sombre reminiscences.” Thus Hawthorne de¬ 
scribes this storied dwelling of old Salem (Mass.) “Behind the house 
there appeared to be a garden, which undoubtedly had once been 
extensive, but was now infringed upon by other enclosures . . . it 
was both sad and sweet to observe how Nature adopted to her¬ 
self this desolate, decaying, gusty, rusty old house of the 
Pyncheon family; and how the ever-returning summer did her 
best to gladden it with tender beauty.” 
And in the quiet of this garden present-day folk chatter over 
their tea, delighting in its romance and dispelling its melancholy 
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