A Day at Northcote, New Hampshire 
THE WALK TO THE GARDEN 
Hedged with Siberian Arbor-Vita 
NORTHCOTE 
are discussed. The point of view is high for 
both mind and body, and the whole world 
seems spread out below,—at least a New 
Hampshire world. On the wood bench, 
which curves its back into the hillside, all 
those that walk in the garden finally rest and 
watch the changing moods of the day, the 
march of summer clouds shadowing the 
landscape below. The cool shade is welcome 
on warm days; and even in winter, the 
pine-tree’s gaunt branches shelter the spot 
from the heaviest of snow drifts that else¬ 
where bury the hedges and garden and limit 
outdoor promenades to a single trail to the 
barn. 
Just as all the parts of this charming 
place combine to make a delightful harmony, 
so are Northcote and its owner a unity. A 
retired artist without the beautiful surround¬ 
ings which a keen mind and refined senses 
require, would be as difficult to imagine as 
the creation of this place without that constant 
personal interest, the loving care and the 
actual handiwork of one who has been from 
