-coverless refuse barrels outside their windows. 
the pottery buildings. 
Aug. 18, 1916, 
Walter Adams, night; Walter Adams, non-descript; Mrs. 
Bulkley, early 19th century; Joseph Damon, Indian; 
Cameron Guiler, Mephistopheles; Douglass Guiler, little 
girl; Dorothy Hooper and Mrs. Nichols, Yama Yama 
costume; Miss Nichols, Spanish costume; William H. 
Pear, Chinaman; Mrs. Pear, lady of 1850; Miss Mildred 
Green, old-fashioned girl; Mrs. Green, Puritan gown; 
Donald Merrill, Cavalier; Otis Nash, middy suit; the 
Misses Converse, Chinese costumes; Mrs. Damon, Japan- 
ese costume; Foster Damon, Spanish costume; Sally 
Damon, lady of the harem; Harry Duane, clown; Mrs. 
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Duane, little girl; Mrs. William Jelly, old-fashioned lady ; 
Wesley Pear, Spanish costume; Miss Margaret Rice, 
Turkish costume; Katherine Rice, old-fashioned girl; 
Mrs. Julian Burdick, fancy dance dress; Mrs. Charles 
Connor, Columbine; Miss Margaret Royce, Folly; Mrs. 
John Schaefer, French Marquise; Louise Schaefer, Red 
Cross nurse; Sarah Schaefer, Turkish costume; Harry 
H. Wiggin, cap and gown; Gertrude Wiggin, fancy paper 
costume; Donald Jelly and Charles Norton, Jr., China- 
men; Jack Woods, little girl; Mr. Welder, Plattsburg 
suit; Oliver Williams, beetle. 
The Paul Revere Pottery. 
eeTRUTH and simplicity of life are not mere fads; they 
are something more than mere abstractions and 
private affairs, something more than social ornaments. 
They are things which, in their adoption or in their denial, 
search right through the tissue of public life. To live 
‘straight-forwardly by your own labor is to be at peace 
with the world.” This from a book which was being 
read aloud to the Paul Revere Pottery painters as they 
sat at their work by. the open windows. 
Glancing from those same windows I saw a long 
slope of green, gleaming emerald and golden, jewelled 
with azure chiccory. One hundred feet below and over 
five hundred feet distant the roofs of Brighton showed 
arong the trees, and above and beyond all, the hills of 
Arlington, Newton Highlands and Chestnut Hill stood 
' sharply defined against the unclouded blue of the sky. 
A year ago, when the Paul Revere Pottery had a 
little shop at Manchester, I wrote about the ware and its 
makers. The shop in the Colonnade at Magnolia this 
year is a fascinating place, and the young woman in 
charge will certainly show you something you will know 
you have been wanting a long time. It is not about that 
shop I want to write, but about the Aladdin lamp the 
pottery has found and, by the way, I think the Oriental 
black and orange lamp now at the Magnolia shop is the 
original one being sold by mistake. Had I needed a 
palace I should have bought it, but being a wanderer— 
well—I could not use a palace if I had one. 
The reason I am sure the pottery people had a rub 
on the lamp is because last year I found them in a cellar 
and the lower part of a brick house in the North End, 
Boston, with sun-baked pavements and a long line of 
Today 
I found them on the top of Nottingham Hill, in a group 
of cement buildings which look as if they had migrated 
from an English country village a hundred-odd years ago. 
A gravelled driveway, skirting a well-kept lawn, 
leads to an open courtyard surrounded on three sides by 
In the centre of the court is a 
famous cherry tree, next the buildings are hollyhocks 
and rambler roses. The main garden is beside the kiln 
house, where bachelors’ buttons, poppies, nasturtiums, 
marigolds and pansies testify to the richness of soil 
and the skill of the gardeners. The rose garden behind 
the packing house has already yielded dozens of roses, 
one of the men proudly told me. 
I have always understood that potteries jealously 
guard their secrets, but at the Paul Revere Pottery every 
door stood invitingly open, every window—and there 
are eighty of them—had its shade up, and every ques- 
tion I asked was freely answered. 
From the exhibition shop one enters the paint and 
glaze room, where girls in their white aprons work in 
an unhasting yet very busy atmosphere; next in order 
came the wheel, plaster and packing rooms. The kiln 
house, with ample space for storage, is separated by a 
covered passageway from the other buildings. It was 
being “drawn” and an array of turquois and rose colored 
ware, together with the suttny: yellow which has made 
the pottery known in many distant places, made me doubly 
sure that here again the lamip had been rubbed to enable 
its possessors to produce such fascinating results. 
It was my privilege to have luncheon with the work- 
ers in a large, cool room on the second floor. Flowers 
from the garden and the fields were everywhere. The 
big open fireplace, set with Paul Revere Pottery tiles, 
was filled with oak boughs, and I thought of the para- 
graph in the book and wished the writer might see his 
thought translated into a real human experience. 
On the desk in this room I noticed one of the beauti- 
ful medals awarded by the Panama Pacific Exposition 
and was shown the certificate, which stated that the medal 
had been given for vases, flower bowls, lamps, tableware, 
pictorial tiles and other pottery. 
The studio is the school room, where the various 
branches of pottery making are taught. Some day, when 
I shall still let the Paul Revere potter make my table- 
those old world wheels and learn to make my own dishes. 
[ shall still let the Paul Revere potterers make my table- 
ware, but I shall make hundreds of dishes for flowers, 
tiny pink ones for the first flowers of spring, flaring 
green and yellow and brown bowls for the summer’s 
wealth, and tall black and deep blue jars for asters, 
goldenrod and scarlet berries. 
: 
“There’s plenty of room at the top,” quoted the 
Parlor Philosopher. 
“Yes, but most of us prefer the companionship of 
our friends,’ added the Mere Man.—Judge. 
The young man who never listens to advice need only 
gaze in the mirror to behold the reason why his pay 
check never increases. 
H. P. Woodbury & Son, 
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