1 lie Home of an Artist 
VIEW FROM THE WICKIUP—STONY POINT IN THE DISTANCE 
rooms en suite, their ceilings 
sloping to the eaves about two 
feet above the floor, and both 
walls and ceilings covered with 
the gayest of flowered paper. 
Two guests can be housed over 
night here. The barn, just 
transformed into a studio, has 
an elastic loft reached by a 
portable ladder, and a tent on 
the lawn will further extend 
the house. The tiniest bed¬ 
chamber of the cottage has 
been appropriately called the 
woodchuck hole, and the 
cottage itself is called The 
Wickiup. 
Nothing could be sunnier or 
cosier than the little dining¬ 
room with its apple-green paper, its quaint 
old beaded closet doors, its tiny corner cup¬ 
board of oiled pine, and its old-fashioned 
settle, the high wooden back of which turns 
over to make the narrowest of dining tables. 
A rifle hangs near the ceiling over the fire¬ 
place, and on the mantel a pot of milkweed 
in the cotton lends a delightful decorative 
touch. The mistress of the house can 
almost open the kitchen door without rising 
from her place at table. As to the 
kitchen, it has just room for the Aladdin 
stove and a few utensils. It is the pleasure 
of the mistress to be her own cook, though a 
mountain neighbor, with a trifle of six or 
A BEDROOM IN THE ROOF 
seven children of her own to care for, manages, 
when needed upon festive occasions, to lend 
a hand at the cottage. When the assistant 
is in the kitchen the mistress prudently gives 
orders from the dining-room, for the smaller 
apartment hardly admits of two skirted 
occupants at once. Under a covered shed 
just outside the kitchen door are the water 
buckets and hand-basin. 
From the dining-room door one looks 
directly into the glowing hearth of the living- 
room. Rugs and mellow hangings conspire 
to make thisfapartment soothing and agree¬ 
able to the eye. The morning sun floods the 
place for hours. Over the broad fireplace 
with its severely simple and¬ 
irons is a mantelpiece quaintly 
decorated in odd traceries of 
local design and execution. 
At all seasons of the year the 
neighboring mountain slopes 
lend of their flora for the dec¬ 
oration of this and the other 
apartments. In May the place 
is delicately colored with wood 
flowers and fragrant with the 
trailing arbutus. In June the 
dogwood gleams like a wraith 
in the gloom of evening when 
a cool breeze from the moun¬ 
tain tops justifies a glimmer 
of fire on the hearth, and half 
a dozen dandelion bolls cun¬ 
ningly preserved in their downy 
