House and Garden 
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Hayes is 
seated in the 
midst of a lovely 
grove and lawn 
upon a broad 
plateau, with 
its gentle trend 
towards Eden- 
ton Bay, an es¬ 
tuary of Albe¬ 
marle Sou n d. 
The shore line, 
broken here 
and there by 
clusters of 
feathery cy¬ 
press trees, 
forms enchant¬ 
ing vistas of 
ever changing 
water scenery, 
and the digni¬ 
fied o 1 d m a n - 
sion nestled 
THE LIBRARY-THE WOODWORK IS OF BLACK 
portico and columns, the wings connected to it by a 
colonnade, or Grecian peristyle; the observatory 
taking tbe place of the lantern. The gardens were 
for the most part formal, and of the Italian pattern, 
laid out in hearts, and horseshoes, and stars, and 
edged with box. I he long avenues were bordered 
by cedars, or stately elms, and tulip trees. Then 
there was the summer-house covered with Lady 
Banksia roses, and off on the sunny sward stood the 
ever-warning sun-dial. The gateway to the carriage 
drive was wide and inviting, and the posts were 
usually surmounted by couchant lions, urns, or tbe 
American eagle. 
“Hayes” reflects so distinctly the personality of 
its builder that this sketch would be incomplete with¬ 
out some reference to him. Governor Johnston was 
a Federalist in politics, and his associates were the 
greatest men of his time. He was a member of the 
Continental Congress 1780-1782, was elected gov¬ 
ernor in 1 787, and was the first United States Senator 
from North Carolina. 
On the Commission created by Congress to settle 
the boundary line between New York and Massa¬ 
chusetts he served with John jay, Elbridge Gerry 
and others and the result was so satisfactory that 
in the election of 1796 he received two votes from 
the State of Massachusetts for the Vice-Presidency. 
among its state¬ 
ly trees lends a 
picturesque se¬ 
renity to the 
landscape. The 
walnut cut on the farm striking feature 
and m a g nifl - 
cence of the grove to the north front is due to the fact 
that it is a part of the original forest, adapted and 
conventionalized by landscape art; these grounds, 
as well as those at Westover in Virginia, might point 
a lesson for the modern landscape gardener and civic 
beauty artist. The grounds are laid out with artistic 
skill and beauty, and pictorial cleverness, the walks 
lead to surprises of arbors, bowers of roses, and 
beautiful groupings of shrubbery. And when the 
summer moon hangs in the skv like a cutting of silver 
the waves kiss back at ber a thousand broken reflec¬ 
tions, and the sheen thrown upon the landscape 
transforms trees and bowers into fairy islands, dells 
and grottoes more weird and beautiful than the caves 
of Ellora. Virginia creepers, yellow jasmine and 
trumpet flowers have woven and interwoven them¬ 
selves into the varied pattern and fabric of the sur¬ 
rounding landscape like abrashes in tbe texture of 
some rich Persian rug. An old windmill, like those 
which provided the ridiculous adventure of Don 
Quixote upon the plains of La Mancha, at one time 
stood sentinel upon the heath to the south of the 
house, and lent a motive to the landscape. In the 
spacious dining-room hang the portraits of Clay 
and Webster (both by Bogle), Marshall, Peter Brown, 
Judge Nash, Badger, Governor Morehead, Gover¬ 
nor Graham and Gaston the poet statesman. 1 he 
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