The High Point Enterprise from High Point, North Carolina on July 11, 1976 · Page 63

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12D High Point Enterprise, Sunday, July 11, 1976 CEDARWOOD HOME Just waiting for your family, it's brick, has 7 rooms. 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, 1.900 sq. ft., plus 2-car carport, large grassed and well landscaped lot 127x239. Yep, you are right - the den has a fireplace and there are many other extras in this home at 214 Cedarwood Drive, all for the price of $53.500. FORESTDALE - 403 FORESTDALE DR. This home overlooks the lake and is a truly lovely home. You really can't see the whole picture until you see the beautiful, tastefully decorated large rooms on the inside. At your convenience, we will be glad to attempt to set up an appointment for you to see this top located excellent home and let you take a restful look at the sjnooth waters from the concrete patio on the rear of the house. $85,000 1110 CAMPBELL This 8 room. l"z story frame home on a duplex zoned lot, 100 x 150, has much to offer a large family, including partial fenced yard, a frame workshop building, a one-car garage, good garden area, and all kinds of shrubs, trees and flowers, close 10 schools and all for the price of only $17.500. FOR SALE OR RENT With option to buy -1116 Sharon St. at the corner of Lake. Four rooms, concrete basement area could be developed into 2nd apt. We'll work a real deal on this one. NO DOWN PAYMENT. SPECIAL-C-4 ZONING Corner of Oakwood Newton. Just north of English Rd., a vacant lot just perfect for small office or a few apts. 2HOMESITESOR1 Wooded, on the south side of Crestview Drive. Over 220' frontage. AFTER HOURS CALL- Lucille Monroe K85-G653 » Bill Hyllun ~ 454-1062 u REALTOR 1 - The Match Makers -- RS'2-0131 OPEN SUNDAY 2-5 THE BLUE HOUSE - DOGWOOD CT. 3 Bedrooms, formal dining, 2 full baths, lireplace. central air. full basement-with easy potential for fourth bedroom and den. $45,900. NEW LISTINGS HILLTOP DR. - CRESTVIEW 3 bedroom brick. 2 full ceramic baths, fireplace, utility room, dining room with sliding glass doors to patio, carport, metal storage building, fenced real- lot. AIR CONDITIONED. S32.90D. KYNWOOD SUB. Flint Hill Rd to Mt Vernon Church, Kynwood on left. 4 bedrooms. 2'z baths, kitchen with all buill-ins, large utility room, living room and large den with old brick rustic fireplace, sundeck, carport, paved drive If you h u n y you can pick the carpet. New $42.900 220 STRATFORD ROAD Archdale. 5 room frame with aluminum siding, 2 bedrooms, dining room, utility room and living room, hardwood floors $14.000. 8 " 2 ROOMS CENTRAL AIR 2" z BATHS PRICED TO SELL BEAUTIFUL LANDSCAPED LOT LARGE DEN W/FIREPLACE 4 BEDROOMS SHOWN BY APPOINTMENT WHY PAY RENT - WHEN YOU CAN BUY Brick and frame bungalow on nice shady lot One block from bus line, and willnn walking distance of Kirkman Park School Partially floored attic for convenient storage This home has gas heat, and connectons for washer and dryer. Cun you believe all this at a price of only $15,500 Call today for an appointment to s,ee 808 Wiloubar Terrace. NICELY WOODED LOT for sale in Oakview Estates If vou lire planning to build a split level or a home with a basement sou should consider this location 110 Ft. frontage on paved road. Call today' R E S I D E N T I A L C O M M E R C I A L R E A L ESTATE 312 OLD WINSTON KI). 869-6113 AFTER HOURS 888-4692 OR 869-4919 E ? 11 NEED LOTS OF ROOM? --Z'.j ACRES TO 60 ACRES-Then indulge yourself in luxury living at this magnificent suburban estate on Kersey Road just off Highway 62 Five bedrooms, sewing room, study, family room, 3V 2 baths, terrific utility room, convenient kitchen with 30 feet of cabinets and all built-ins, three fireplaces, three porches, double garage and single carport Talk to us today about this beautifully decorated, well kept home. There's so much more to tell than we can write about. Buy this home with 2Vj Acres or up to as many as 60 Acres. We can Uulor-make this to fit your needs and desires. DOWNTOWN BUSINESS PROPERTY Formerly Cecil Drug Store. 121 North Main Street. Frontage on N. Mam St. Hayden Place. 3,700 sq. ft. -- 1st floor. 2.900 sq. ft. -- 2nd floor. New heat and air cond. units. Lot size -- 25 ft. x 200 ft. Price $49,500. ' ~ *er******-. OWNER WILL FINANCE With good credit you can have a home of your own without going through the hassel of securing a loan. 327 I'ICKETT PLACE is a five room frame dwelling in good condition This home can have either 2 or 3 bedrooms, depending on your needs. We'll show you this anytime -- jus,t give a call Can be purchased with a small down payment FOREST HILLS, THOMASVILLE 11 rooms. 4 or 5 bedrooms. 4 baths. 2 kitchens (1 up and 1 down) 2 patios and 1 deck. 46 x 16 Rec. room. Double carport and single garage Over 5.500 square feel living space. Large lot with 450 feet street frontage *K49^^^-t^U0-9*^M^Il?L0V^x4 BEAUTIFUL EMERYWOOD FOREST TWO CHOICE , BUILDING SITES , Fronting Wickliff Avenue with a frontage of 284 feet and go- f ing .ill the way through the block to Sweetbnar Court. Ihis * wooded homesile is one of the few choice locations left in , [northwest High Point Call todai for further information 2 : ! Sites for the price ol 1 S17.500.' ' READ THE ENTERPRISE CLASSFIED ADS JAMESTOWN ·Our 22nd Year* %^ ^ OPEN HOUSE TODAY 2 - 5 301 SIIADOWLAWN DR. FORESTDALE NORTH This t r u e l y u n i q u e c o n t e m p o r a r y design features 4 bedrooms, larpc living room and dining room, den with fireplace and woodbox, sliding glass door to wooden deck, built-in shelves and desk, modern kitchen, thermo-pane windows, big double garage You must come see this home soon $70.500. HO Church-Phones: 887-1250 or 887-1958 Chde Vaughn 887-1040 Nat Harrison 882-3453 Boyd Jaeger 889-3187 g? n-6 Runnine mil o/4(nrnflf sparr." 'ivll irlle iti-n,.i fn.i u-ith n linr- runt C/n»«i/iV"' - I d ! ft ft\ OPEN SUNDAY 2-5 W511 DOGWOOD COURT CAPE COD *T 3 Bedrooms and studio, 2 full baths, fireplace in living room, formal dining, a 'c. kitchen has stove, d/w and disposal Hurry' $43,500 REDUCED. OPEN SUNDAY 2-5 NEW ENGLAND SALTBOX 3 Bedrooms, 2 full baths, formal dining. fireplace, a/c Studio could be used for 4th bedroom. You'll love it. 512 Dogwood Ct. $43.500. REDUCED. C K D V K LODGE ONE ACRE THOMASVILLE Tlu.s bc;iu'ilul «ell kept brick home was custom buill by Clifl I '.\ orhart loi tlu present owners The 22 x 20 master bedroom le.iluies .1 dressing room w i t h lull length mirrors built-in \ . i n i l \ The bnck p,melsd den is 2V; ft \ \ i t h fireplace 20x40 (·.irpoli'd p;uu :M\25 qaiage Baseboard hoi waier heat ,\.C Jt)7 500 00 OPEN SUNDAY 2-5 \\ OOOLEIGH CT. - FOREST!) ALE EAST A contemporary home \vith 4 or 5 bedrooms. 3 1 : baths, living mom. loriul dining room, kitchen win built in appliances, n nici- pn\.ilo dining patio leading off dining ronm For a uni- due homo \ou should sec ilii* one 4(M) CRESTVIEW-THOMASVILLE 3 Bedrooms. l'-a baths, carport, sunken living room cathedral ceilings, built-in stove dishwasher 22 000 BIT: air conditioner, utility room. S29 750 Good loan assumption Beautiful Lot. % 222 MOORE ST. THOMASVILLE ·j: An immaculate 3 bedroom brick home with :i: fireplace, formal dining room, carpeted throughout :·· Sliding glass doors to new patio with railing. Double :,-; garage paved drive large lot. Below replacement x cost. $26,500. % 303 WEST GLILFORD THOMASVILLE 'f 3 Bedrooms, 2 full baths, formal dining den with :': fireplace separate garage, large lot. $2,000 and :· assume loan. You'll have to move fast to get this one. :·' LOT: Gray Oaks Trinity. 100 x 200. $2,500. 'f 2 LOTS: Southtfale Estates. 100 x 200 Each. $2,800. ? INVESTMENT-COMMERCIAL !: PROPERTY , i Corner Ball Park Rd. Natl. Hwy. Station Buildinp '· Lot. Now Renting $225.00 Mo. Plus Owner's Car Lot : In Rear. $25,000.00. HARVEY L. WILBORNE BROKER .S PH: 475-8330 305 W. MAIN ST. EMi-6 ·:· PH: 454-40JO:;:' 220 SIIADOWLAWN DR. FORESTDALE NORTH Tliis lovely contemporary split -- foyer home has 5 bedrooms and 3 full baths. This home is situated on a beautifully landscaped lot. It has 2600 sq. ft and has central air conditioning, big double garage. Come see this excellent home today Price $74,500. SPECIAL - NEW LISTING 102 RAGSDALE COURT FORESTDALE NORTH 10 Rooms plus -- 3601) sq. ft. living area All thcrmo-pane glass, gas heat, central air. heated double garage, central vacuum, big den and largo family room -- each with fireplace, large wooded lot One of Jamestown's finest. Call us today for an appointment. $86.500. KACIA COURT--WILEY PARK Contemporary style, 4 Bedroom home, 2Vz baths. 1800 sq. ft. of living area, double garage, air conditioned. 2''2 years old Jamestown School district Low County taxes. Come see today' $38,900 BUCKEYE DRIVE -- CEDARWOOD Fantastic Contemporary home on a beautiful wooded acre. Approx. 3200 sq. ft living area, large den with broken tile floor and fireplace, big rec room with Teak floor and fireplace, air conditioning, double carport. All the extras you expect for luxurious living Make an appointment today. SJ02.000 WATERFORD DRIVE-COLONY PARK This lovely two-story home is 1 year old - with 4 bedrooms and 3 full baths, 2380 sq. ft., central air, big den with fireplace, modern kitchen, Jamestown schools. Come see this new listing today S52.300 501 THORNWOOD DRIVE-CEDARWOOD This custom-built colonial ranch home sits on a lovely acre wooded lot. It has 2500 sq. ft., 3 bedrooms, 2'2 baths, all large room. Crab Orchard stone in den and kitchen, central air, sliding glass doors to big patio. This home has too many special features to list You must see it for yourself. Don't hesitate -- this home will go quick!! 205 WOODMONT DRIVE - CEDARWOOD NEW LISTING This lovely brick home is situated on a big wooded lot 3 Bedrooms. 2 baths. 1765 sq. ft. mam level. 800 sq ft basement, oil heat, central air, paneled den with fireplace, storm windows, double garage Many extras. 557.500 COME SEE THESE OTHER FINE HOMES! TRAILWOOD DRIVE -- New 5 bedrooms. 3 baths, family room with fireplace, double garage, approx 3100 sq. ft. Wooded lot. By appointment only. 202 NUTWOOD DRIVE - Cedarwood Brick and cedar shakes. 2200+Sq. Ft., 4 bedrooms, 2 baths, wooded lot. fantastic den. $58,000. TUMBLEWEED DRIVE - Hidden Valley. Bfsck home. 1800 sq. ft. plus full basement, 3 bedroom, 2 baths, wooded lot. $55,000. BOW STAFFORD AGENCY, INC. Jamestown, N.C. OFFICE 454-1121 E7 "* Ed Stafford 454-4581 Bob Lackey 454-2704 Bow Stafford 454-1272 Mil Office Phone 88.1-1940 883-1049 After Hours AFTER HOURS CALL: CARL PARADICE 869-3876 BOB VAUGHN ...882-1256 When We SELL Your Property 1 We pay advertising. 2 We qualify prospects. 3. We make appointments with more prospects 4. We "show" the house even when you are gone. 5 We work at it all day long. 6 We know many prospects to call 7 We are professionals. 8 Our contracts cover every point. 9 We will sell potential buyers thai many would miss. 10. Other Realtors help sell our properties OWNER BEING TRANSFERED This lovely 8 room home only 3'/z years old 3 or 4 bedrooms 2'z baths, large family room with fireplace, spacious living room, separate dining room, kitchen with dishwasher, range, oven, fan and plenty of cabinet space, luxurious carpet, central air, located on beautiful landscaped comer lot. Call today to see 1631 Bolingbroke. Priced at $39.900 with easy financing available FINE BRICK HOME OAKVIEVV ESTATE 7 room hnck home. 2 full b a t h ? c a r p o r t , b u i l t - i n kitchen, laundry room, large beautifully landscaped lot, and all the extras found in a finer home Located just cut of the ciiv limits yet all services found in citv available. All tvpes linancmg available and owner would consider trade for small home 520 Impala Dr L A R G E HOME For GREAT family living in this Old Emery-wood. 2 story house It has 4 bedrooms, living room, den, dining room, kitchen (with plenty of cabinet space) and a full basement. There's a garage, and many extras too Just minutes from the public schools $39,500 Located at 309 Colonial Dr Call todav. GOOD LOCATION NEW LISTING 5 room home in new like condition 3 b e d r o o m s a s forced air heal Goca' V j storage building j^ f\\ ; by and see mb'lSVJ !L M. today it could be ,\1- nome you've been looking for. 1108 ENGLISH ROAD ZONED BUSINESS Large older home in real good condition. 2 bedroom apartment up stairs and a one bedroom apartment down stairs. Live in one and rent the other or you can operate some type of business This home has had the roof replaced and new paint last year. If you are looking for a real bargain the price is only $12,900 ATTENTION VETERANS S350 TOTAL CASH Toward paying the closing cost is all the money you will need to buy 516 James Road that has already been 100 per cent VA Appraised for $10.500. Consisting of 2-bedrooms, living room, dining room, kitchen, enclosed back porch large metal storage building on good foundation, this home is located on large lot 60090 in the Oakview area. Why not call today? Your payments will be less than rent RESTRICTED BUILDING LOTS Viking Village, joining Reeceland S/D. Lot No 12 Corner on hard surface street consisting of a little over one acre Priced at $6 500 Loi .No. 13 on hard surfaced sireet also over one acre in size. Priced at 55.000. Hunter Wood Sub Division off Waterview Road. Lot No 1 - consisting of well over one acre $3,400. Lot No. 5 - Beautiful SOLD over an acre $5,850. The above lots can be purchased for only 10% down and up to live years to pay. ACREAGE FOR SALE (wooded) A little over 7 acres of beautiful land with 600 foot road frontage. Some large timber, can be divided into six or more building sites. Located in Davidson County on old Hwy. 109-12 miles south of Thomasville, Priced at $18,500. Directions from Thomasville go new 109 to Hwy. 64 or Silver Valley School Road, turn right, go past Silver Valley School to paved road (Girt 109 turn left see our sign about 200 yards on left from school ITU U 1 1 1 1 1 1 i 1 8 H i III i M II 8 Ml IT! 1 1 1 »Tt B Our Sales At Bob Vaughn Realty have been Extremely Good! We have buyers wailing. Should you be considering The Sale of your home -We'd Appreciate A Call!! K 7 1 1 6 THIS VALUABLE 2 STORY DUPLEX With 4 TWO BEDROOM APARTMENTS AT AUCTION (WIND SONG) SATURDAY, JULY 17th--2:00 P.M. LOCATED - DEIMAR BEACH, SURF CITY, N.C. ON THE CORNER OF RENDER AVENUE AND TOPSAIL DRIVE ONE BIOCK OFF WATER FRONT These opartmenu ai« in Ihe belt of condition Eath apariment is individually wired, and has its' own service meters, hot woler healers, electric heot, and complete balh, tub and shower. This is a real investment for investors, speculators, semi-retired fishermen, etc. TERMS - EASY -- ANNOUNCED SALE DAY FOK /NFORMATION SEE OR CALL: RED MENDENHALL (Auctioneer) 19-70 Lie. No. 41 High Point, N.C. 27263 Phone: (919) 475-2229 phone: (919) 886-7812 J.W. WOODARD REALTY 406 National Hwy. Thomasville, N.C. 27360 READ THE ENTERPRISE CLASSIFIED ADS * OPEN HOUSE *2:00 P. M. Til 5:00 P. M, "OPEN FOR INSPECTION" Executive home located on nature's perfect setting provides all the beauty, comfort, and privacy one could ask for! See for yourse'lf the combination of quality craftsmanship and pride of ownership. Four large bedrooms (walkin closets), three full ceramic tile baths, paneled den, living room, formal dining room, modern kitchen, family room with fireplace, and laundry room are all included in this 2.800+ sq ft home with double carport. We know that you will tall in love with the professionally landscaped acre lot. It's exciting come and see us at OPEN HOUSE today at 3817 Langdale Drive in the Reeceland Subdivision DIRECTIONS. Johnson Street Extension North and take a left at Old Mill Road, take right ofl Old Mill Road on Langdale and see our sign. Gloria Adderton will be your hostess. "A SHADY DEAL!?!" That's right -- lots of shade trees on this beautifully landscaped 100 x 200 lot located in Oak View at 520 Shadybrook Drive This is truely a home that you will slow down to admire, but wait til you see the inside. 7 large rooms. 2 full ceramic tile baths; all ideally arranged for relaxed living. 1,875 sq. ft. of heated and air conditioned living area Call us to see this "SHADY DEAL". "ONE "L" (OF A) SHAPE" Just listed this well maintained "L" shaped home moderately priced at $25.900. This 1,240 sq. ft. home offers three bedrooms, living room, kitchen with built-in appliances, and paneled den For your summertime enjoyment there is a 14.6 x 22 6 concrete patio surrounded by a privacy fence and equipped with a gas grill. Ideal garden space is provided. "SIMPLICITY THAT SPARKLES" With tender loving care! This seven year old home needs nothing, it is immaculate and the beautiful landscaped lot and split rail fence will leave you breathless 3 bedrooms, 1V Z baths, modern kitchen, and a warm cozy den. Price $26,900 1,700 sq. ft. Central Air 4'/2 Years New Convenient Location "HOUSE IMMACULATE" * 7 Rooms - 2 Baths * Laundrv Room * Decorated To A "T" * $36.900.00 ' "GO TO THE COUNTRY YOUNG MAN" Perfect for the young family looking for a home in the country convenient to the city! 3 Bedroom ranch containing 1.300 sq. ft., carport, and a 100 x 200 fenced in lot "BUILDING LOTS" 1 Beverly Hills Dr. 128 x 233. $5,000. 2. Kelton'Place. 100 x 204. 55,900. 3. Inglesdie Dr. Approx. I'/i Acres. $8,500. 4. Huntington Dr 100 x 200. $9,500 * OPEN HOUSE . 2:00 P. M. Til 5:00 P. M. ^ "A HOME FOR THE ENTIRE FAMILY" Four year old brick with full basement and garage. Featured in this 2,760 sq. ft. home are eight large rooms, two full baths and a fireplace in the den and also rec room. You will have to go a long way to find a more attractive home or one that is more functional. Come to our OPEN HOUSE in English Woods located at 1617 Bohngbroke, Mary Poff will be there to welcome you. DIRECTIONS. Go North on Guyer and take right on Bolingbroke and see our sign. "SOUND FISHY" Cause it's a whale of a buy! Located in Emery wood Forest is this 2,800 sq. ft. brick colonial just under two years old. This lovely home offers nine large room, 2'/z baths, two car garage and basement. A whale of a buy for just $57,900.00. "HEY LOOK ME OVER" And you'll want to move right in! Livability and comfort will be yours in this 5 year old split level. Eight good size bedrooms containing over 1,700 sq. ft. of heated and air conditioned living area. Hey, look me over today. ^869-6717 GLORIA ADDERTON 869-6725 MARY POFF 869-4574 MARY STEWART 869-4883 DICK MORE 883-9273

A 16,000-square-foot Georgian mansion just hit the market in McLean

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If you've ever visited Ireland, you probably fell in love with a Georgian mansion (or two) and had dreams of moving into one of those gorgeous stone castles and slaying dragons. And then reality sets in and you realize how impractical it would be to flee the country and live forever as an Irish prince(ss) in a castle. Well, my fairy tale dreamers, today is your lucky day because a gorgeous new property has just come on the market in McLean that could make all your dreams come true -- The Dunluce estate is a 16,000 square foot, 7-bedroom/10-bath property inspired by the castles of Ireland.

The custom four-story house, built in 2002, is currently owned by entrepreneurs Jack and Jackie McDonnell, who have been longtime supporters of The Ireland Fund; in 2006 Jack was presented with the organization’s Irish Peace and Culture Award. The house is sited on 5.15 acres of beautiful wooded land, and has immaculate landscaping done by Charles Owen of Fine Landscapes. Dunluce is filled with handcrafted elements, such as the handmade plaster medallions in the living room, dining room and library ceilings that are reproductions of those found in Georgian manors in Ireland and the hand-painted wallpaper covering the dining room walls. The coffered ceiling in the great room features symbols from the Book of Kells, which Trinity College Dublin calls Ireland’s greatest cultural treasure.

Yet, despite the old world grandeur and nod to European heritage, Dunluce does not lack any modern amenities. All seven bedrooms have their own full bathroom and bountiful closet space, but the second floor master suite is really over the top, with its own fireplace, lighted tray ceiling, fabric wall coverings, sitting room, walk-in closet/dressing room, deep soaking tub, two vanities and dual sinks. From the elevator serving all four stories to the theater, rec room with a fireplace, and billiard room with wired-in speakers and hand-painted murals of Irish castles, the estate is ready-made for entertaining! So get to buying friends, and invite me over please!

HOUSE SPECS:

• Neighborhood: McLean
• Bedrooms: 7
• Bathrooms: 8 full, 2 half
• Size: 16,000 square feet
• Acreage: 5.15 acres
• Price: $7,100,000
• Extra Goodies: An elevator serving all four floors; two-story foyer with walnut paneling and molding and hand-painted gold leaf accents; marble floors with a harp inlay; seven fireplaces; theater; billiard room; hand-painted murals

In case you were one of the few folks who didn't hop into the photo gallery straight away, scroll back to the top and take a tour through this stunning home! For more information, please see the full listing here.

House of the Week: Secluded home in Tully features modern updates

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TULLY, N.Y. - When Jonathan Colino, and his wife, Rachel, were in the market to buy a house, they were intrigued by the home at 925 Route 11 North in Tully.

"I loved the land and the architecture with its cathedral ceiling and the house's peaks and valleys," Colino said.

The house was built on more than seven acres of land, and the property is very secluded. The couple has only one neighbor. More than five acres of the area is heavily wooded.

But while they found the exterior of the home beautiful, the Colinos thought "the style" inside the house needed a bit of an update.

"We wanted a more modern style and less of a country-feel," Colino said.

Within a year or two, the couple were hard at work accomplishing that goal.

They upgraded the home's lighting and flooring, added a whole-house generator, and radiant heating and air conditioning throughout the house.

The front foyer is beautiful with an unique and elegant stairway and is decorated with an ornate chandelier.

The home's dining room is to the left where an office once was. The owners knocked down some walls and built archways to create a better flow from the kitchen.

The kitchen itself was expanded. The amount of cabinets available was nearly doubled, modern kitchen appliances were installed and a large island and coffee bar were added.

The coffee bar area, with its views of the back yard and comfy chairs, is Colino's favorite area of the house.

The great room is large and has a fireplace. A built-in bar has a truly unique back splash made from wine corks.

Another dramatic update was the finished basement. Over 750 square feet of living space were added. Half of the space is made up of office and movie room, with surround sound and a projection screen. The other half is a workout room and space for storage.

"Wow! We did a lot of changing," Colino joked after finishing the list.

Outdoors the prominent feature is the covered patio off the kitchen which is connected by a stone walkway to an uncovered patio, which is large enough for outdoor dining.

The couple is moving for work reasons and admit it they will miss the updates they have done.

"And the tranquility of the place," Colino added.

An open house is scheduled for Sunday, Aug. 13, from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m.

THE DETAILS

Address: 925 Route 11 North, Tully, N.Y. 13159

Price: $469,900

Size: 3,312 square feet

Acreage: 7.4 acres

Monthly Mortgage: $1,764 (based on this week's national average rate of 3.86 percent, according to Freddie Mac, for a 30-year fixed-rate mortgage with a 20 percent down payment. Fees and points not included.)

Total taxes: $13,966 (Based on assessed value of $400,000)

Built: 2003

School District: Tully

Kitchen: The cherry kitchen has been expanded recently, with the number of cabinetry nearly doubled. A coffee bar, island and second sink are some of the new upgrades. Modern appliances have been added including a six-burner gas stove with a double oven.

Master Bedroom: One of four bedrooms in the home. Very spacious with hardwood floors. The master suite is on the first floor and has a walk-in closet and a sitting room which could be used as a nursery or reading/meditation room.

Master Bathroom: The master bathroom has a soaking tub, a rainfall step-in shower and two sinks. It was one of four bathrooms in the house.

Living spaces: The home has been completely upgraded with a "better flow" and more modern feel. The front foyer, with its unique and elegant stairway and chandelier, has the home's dining room and a sitting room off it. The large living room has updated electric lighting, a fireplace and tall windows. There is a wet bar. Home also includes a first-floor laundry. The home is energy efficient with radiant heating, air conditioning and Anderson windows with custom shades throughout.

Finished basement: The finished basement adds 750 square feet of living space. A movie room with a projection screen is located there. There is also an office, workout space and plenty of storage areas.

Outdoors: There is an attached three-car garage. Built on over seven acres of land, two of which need to be mowed. The rest of the lot is wooded. A covered patio keeps you out of the rain, and is connected to an uncovered patio by a stone walkway. The yard has an invisible fence and is very secluded. Just 15 minutes from Syracuse.

Agent: Eric Maley

Realty USA

Address: 102 West Seneca Street, Manlius, N.Y. 13104

Phone: (315) 391-3454

Website: www.upstatenyagents.com (Site contains a 3-D virtual tour of the home.)

To nominate a listing for House of the Week, send an email to home@syracuse.com.

The Atlantic Monthly/Volume 18/Number 106/Passages from Hawthorne's Note-Books

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PASSAGES FROM HAWTHORNE'S NOTE-BOOKS. VIII. Concord, Saturday, August 13, 1842.—My life, at this time, is more like that of a boy, externally, than it has been since I was really a boy. It is usually supposed that the cares of life come with matrimony; but I seem to have cast off all care, and live on with as much easy trust in Providence as Adam could possibly have felt before he had learned that there was a world beyond Paradise. My chief anxiety consists in watching the prosperity of my vegetables, in observing how they are affected by the rain or sunshine, in lamenting the blight of one squash and rejoicing at the luxurious growth of another. It is as if the original relation between man and Nature were restored in my case, and that I were to look exclusively to her for the support of my Eve and myself,—to trust to her for food and clothing, and all things needful, with the full assurance that she would not fail me. The fight with the world,—the struggle of a man among men,—the agony of the universal effort to wrench the means of living from a host of greedy competitors,—all this seems like a dream to me. My business is merely to live and to enjoy; and whatever is essential to life and enjoyment will come as naturally as the dew from heaven. This is, practically at least, my faith. And so I awake in the morning with a boyish thoughtlessness as to how the outgoings of the day are to be provided for, and its incomings rendered certain. After breakfast, I go forth into my garden, and gather whatever the bountiful Mother has made fit for our present sustenance; and of late days she generally gives me two squashes and a cucumber, and promises me green corn and shell-beans very soon. Then I pass down through our orchard to the river-side, and ramble along its margin in search of flowers. Usually I discern a fragrant white lily, here and there along the shore, growing, with sweet prudishness, beyond the grasp of mortal arm. But it does not escape me so. I know what is its fitting destiny better than the silly flower knows for itself; so I wade in, heedless of wet trousers, and seize the shy lily by its slender stem. Thus I make prize of five or six, which are as many as usually blossom within my reach in a single morning;—some of them partially worm-eaten or blighted, like virgins with an eating sorrow at the heart; others as fair and perfect as Nature's own idea was, when she first imagined this lovely flower. A perfect pond-lily is the most satisfactory of flowers. Besides these, I gather whatever else of beautiful chances to be growing in the moist soil by the river-side,—an amphibious tribe, yet with more richness and grace than the wild-flowers of the deep and dry woodlands and hedge-rows,—sometimes the white arrow-head, always the blue spires and broad green leaves of the pickerel-flower, which contrast and harmonize so well with the white lilies. For the last two or three days, I have found scattered stalks of the cardinal-flower, the gorgeous scarlet of which it is a joy even to remember. The world is made brighter and sunnier by flowers of such a hue. Even perfume, which otherwise is the soul and spirit of a flower, may be spared when it arrays itself in this scarlet glory. It is a flower of thought and feeling, too; it seems to have its roots deep down in the hearts of those who gaze at it. Other bright flowers sometimes impress me as wanting sentiment; but it is not so with this. Well, having made up my bunch of flowers, I return home with them. . . . . Then I ascend to my study, and generally read, or perchance scribble in this journal, and otherwise suffer Time to loiter onward at his own pleasure, till the dinner-hour. In pleasant days, the chief event of the afternoon, and the happiest one of the day, is our walk. . . . So comes the night; and I look back upon a day spent in what the world would call idleness, and for which I myself can suggest no more appropriate epithet, but which, nevertheless, I cannot feel to have been spent amiss. True, it might be a sin and shame, in such a world as ours, to spend a lifetime in this manner; but for a few summer weeks it is good to live as if this world were heaven. And so it is, and so it shall be, although, in a little while, a flitting shadow of earthly care and toil will mingle itself with our realities. Monday, August 15th.—George Hillard and his wife arrived from Boston in the dusk of Saturday evening, to spend Sunday with us. It was a pleasant sensation, when the coach rumbled up our avenue, and wheeled round at the door; for I felt that I was regarded as a man with a household,—a man having a tangible existence and locality in the world,—when friends came to avail themselves of our hospitality. It was a sort of acknowledgment and reception of us into the corps of married people,—a sanction by no means essential to our peace and well-being, but yet agreeable enough to receive. So we welcomed them cordially at the door, and ushered them into our parlor, and soon into the supper-room. . . . . The night flitted over us all, and passed away, and up rose a gray and sullen morning, . . . . and we had a splendid breakfast of flapjacks, or slapjacks, and whortleberries, which I gathered on a neighboring hill, and perch, bream, and pout, which I hooked out of the river the evening before. About nine o'clock, Hillard and I set out for a walk to Walden Pond, calling by the way at Mr. Emerson's, to obtain his guidance or directions, and he accompanied us in his own illustrious person. We turned aside a little from our way, to visit Mr. ———, a yeoman, of whose homely and self-acquired wisdom Mr. Emerson has a very high opinion. We found him walking in his fields, a short and stalwart and sturdy personage of middle age, with a face of shrewd and kind expression, and manners of natural courtesy. He had a very free flow of talk, and not much diffidence about his own opinions; for, with a little induction from Mr. Emerson, he began to discourse about the state of the nation, agriculture, and business in general, uttering thoughts that had come to him at the plough, and which had a sort of flavor of the fresh earth about them. I was not impressed with any remarkable originality in his views; but they were sensible and characteristic, and had grown in the soil where we found them; . . . . and he is certainly a man of intellectual and moral substance, a sturdy fact, a reality, something to be felt and touched, whose ideas seem to be dug out of his mind as he digs potatoes, beets, carrots, and turnips out of the ground. After leaving Mr. ———, we proceeded through wood paths to Walden Pond, picking blackberries of enormous size along the way. The pond itself was beautiful and refreshing to my soul, after such long and exclusive familiarity with our tawny and sluggish river. It lies embosomed among wooded hills,—it is not very extensive, but large enough for waves to dance upon its surface, and to look like a piece of blue firmament, earth-encircled. The shore has a narrow, pebbly strand, which it was worth a day's journey to look at, for the sake of the contrast between it and the weedy, oozy margin of the river. Farther within its depths, you perceive a bottom of pure white sand, sparkling through the transparent water, which, methought, was the very purest liquid in the world. After Mr. Emerson left us, Hillard and I bathed in the pond, and it does really seem as if my spirit, as well as corporeal person, were refreshed by that bath. A good deal of mud and river slime had accumulated on my soul; but these bright waters washed it all away. We returned home in due season for dinner. . . . . To my misfortune, however, a box of Mediterranean wine proved to have undergone the acetous fermentation; so that the splendor of the festival suffered some diminution. Nevertheless, we ate our dinner with a good appetite, and afterwards went universally to take our several siestas. Meantime there came a shower, which so besprinkled the grass and shrubbery as to make it rather wet for our after-tea ramble. The chief result of the walk was the bringing home of an immense burden of the trailing clematis-vine, now just in blossom, and with which all our flower-stands and vases are this morning decorated. On our return we found Mr. and Mrs. S———, and E. H———, who shortly took their leave, and we sat up late, telling ghost-stories. This morning, at seven, our friends left us. We were both pleased with the visit, and so I think were our guests. Monday, August 22nd.—I took a walk through the woods yesterday afternoon, to Mr. Emerson's, with a book which Margaret Fuller had left, after a call on Saturday eve. I missed the nearest way, and wandered into a very secluded portion of the forest; for forest it might justly be called, so dense and sombre was the shade of oaks and pines. Once I wandered into a tract so overgrown with bushes and underbrush that I could scarcely force a passage through. Nothing is more annoying than a walk of this kind, where one is tormented by an innumerable host of petty impediments. It incenses and depresses me at the same time. Always when I flounder into the midst of bushes, which cross and intertwine themselves about my legs, and brush my face, and seize hold of my clothes, with their multitudinous grip,—always, in such a difficulty, I feel as if it were almost as well to lie down and die in rage and despair as to go one step farther. It is laughable, after I have got out of the moil, to think how miserably it affected me for the moment; but I had better learn patience betimes, for there are many such bushy tracts in this vicinity, on the margins of meadows, and my walks will often lead me into them. Escaping from the bushes, I soon came to an open space among the woods,—a very lovely spot, with the tall old trees standing around as quietly as if no one had intruded there throughout the whole summer. A company of crows were holding their Sabbath on their summits. Apparently they felt themselves injured or insulted by my presence; for, with one consent, they began to Caw! caw! caw! and, launching themselves sullenly on the air, took flight to some securer solitude. Mine, probably, was the first human shape that they had seen all day long,—at least, if they had been stationary in that spot; but perhaps they had winged their way over miles and miles of country, had breakfasted on the summit of Greylock, and dined at the base of Wachusett, and were merely come to sup and sleep among the quiet woods of Concord. But it was my impression at the time, that they had sat still and silent on the tops of the trees all through the Sabbath day, and I felt like one who should unawares disturb an assembly of worshippers. A crow, however, has no real pretensions to religion, in spite of his gravity of mien and black attire. Crows are certainly thieves, and probably infidels. Nevertheless, their voices yesterday were in admirable accordance with the influences of the quiet, sunny, warm, yet autumnal afternoon. They were so far above my head that their loud clamor added to the quiet of the scene, instead of disturbing it. There was no other sound, except the song of the cricket, which is but an audible stillness; for, though it be very loud and heard afar, yet the mind does not take note of it as a sound, so entirely does it mingle and lose its individuality among the other characteristics of coming autumn. Alas for the summer! The grass is still verdant on the hills and in the valleys; the foliage of the trees is as dense as ever, and as green; the flowers are abundant along the margin of the river, and in the hedge-rows, and deep among the woods; the days, too, are as fervid as they were a month ago; and yet in every breath of wind and in every beam of sunshine there is an autumnal influence. I know not how to describe it. Methinks there is a sort of coolness amid all the heat, and a mildness in the brightest of the sunshine. A breeze cannot stir, without thrilling me with the breath of autumn, and I behold its pensive glory in the far, golden gleams among the long shadows of the trees. The flowers, even the brightest of them,—the golden-rod and the gorgeous cardinals,—the most glorious flowers of the year,—have this gentle sadness amid their pomp. Pensive autumn is expressed in the glow of every one of them. I have felt this influence earlier in some years than in others. Sometimes autumn may be perceived even in the early days of July. There is no other feeling like that caused by this faint, doubtful, yet real perception, or rather prophecy, of the year's decay, so deliciously sweet and sad at the same time. After leaving the book at Mr. Emerson's I returned through the woods, and, entering Sleepy Hollow, I perceived a lady reclining near the path which bends along its verge. It was Margaret herself. She had been there the whole afternoon, meditating or reading; for she had a book in her hand, with some strange title, which I did not understand, and have forgotten. She said that nobody had broken her solitude, and was just giving utterance to a theory that no inhabitant of Concord ever visited Sleepy Hollow, when we saw a group of people entering the sacred precincts. Most of them followed a path which led them away from us; but an old man passed near us, and smiled to see Margaret reclining on the ground, and me sitting by her side. He made some remark about the beauty of the afternoon, and withdrew himself into the shadow of the wood. Then we talked about autumn, and about the pleasures of being lost in the woods, and about the crows, whose voices Margaret had heard; and about the experiences of early childhood, whose influence remains upon the character after the recollection of them has passed away; and about the sight of mountains from a distance, and the view from their summits; and about other matters of high and low philosophy. In the midst of our talk, we heard footsteps above us, on the high bank; and while the person was still hidden among the trees, he called to Margaret, of whom he had gotten a glimpse. Then he emerged from the green shade, and, behold! it was Mr. Emerson. He appeared to have had a pleasant time; for he said that there were Muses in the woods to-day, and whispers to be heard in the breezes. It being now nearly six o'clock, we separated,—Margaret and Mr. Emerson towards his home, and I towards mine. . . . . Last evening there was the most beautiful moonlight that ever hallowed this earthly world; and when I went to bathe in the river, which was as calm as death, it seemed like plunging down into the sky. But I had rather be on earth than even in the seventh heaven, just now. Wednesday, August 24th.—I left home at five o'clock this morning to catch some fish for breakfast. I shook our summer apple-tree, and ate the golden apple which fell from it. Methinks these early apples, which come as a golden promise before the treasures of autumnal fruit, are almost more delicious than anything that comes afterwards. We have but one such tree in our orchard; but it supplies us with a daily abundance, and probably will do so for at least a week to come. Meantime other trees begin to cast their ripening windfalls upon the grass; and when I taste them, and perceive their mellowed flavor and blackening seeds, I feel somewhat overwhelmed with the impending bounties of Providence. I suppose Adam, in Paradise, did not like to see his fruits decaying on the ground, after he had watched them through the sunny days of the world's first summer. However, insects, at the worst, will hold a festival upon them, so that they will not be thrown away, in the great scheme of Nature. Moreover, I have one advantage over the primeval Adam, inasmuch as there is a chance of disposing of my superfluous fruits among people who inhabit no Paradise of their own. Passing a little way down along the river-side, I threw in my line, and soon drew out one of the smallest possible of fishes. It seemed to be a pretty good morning for the angler,—an autumnal coolness in the air, a clear sky, but with a fog across the lowlands and on the surface of the river, which a gentle breeze sometimes condensed into wreaths. At first I could barely discern the opposite shore of the river; but, as the sun arose, the vapors gradually dispersed, till only a warm, smoky tint was left along the water's surface. The farm-houses across the river made their appearance out of the dusky cloud; the voices of boys were heard, shouting to the cattle as they drove them to the pastures; a man whetted his scythe, and set to work in a neighboring meadow. Meantime, I continued to stand on the oozy margin of the stream, beguiling the little fish; and though the scaly inhabitants of our river partake somewhat of the character of their native element, and are but sluggish biters, still I contrived to pull out not far from two dozen. They were all bream, a broad, flat, almost circular fish, shaped a good deal like a flounder, but swimming on their edges, instead of on their sides. As far as mere pleasure is concerned, it is hardly worth while to fish in our river, it is so much like angling in a mud-puddle; and one does not attach the idea of freshness and purity to the fishes, as we do to those which inhabit swift, transparent streams, or haunt the shores of the great briny deep. Standing on the weedy margin, and throwing the line over the elder-bushes that dip into the water, it seems as if we could catch nothing but frogs and mud-turtles, or reptiles akin to them. And even when a fish of reputable aspect is drawn out, one feels a shyness about touching him. As to our river, its character was admirably expressed last night by some one who said "it was too lazy to keep itself clean." I might write pages and pages, and only obscure the impression which this brief sentence conveys. Nevertheless, we made bold to eat some of my fish for breakfast, and found them very savory; and the rest shall meet with due entertainment at dinner, together with some shell-beans, green corn, and cucumbers from our garden; so this day's food comes directly and entirely from beneficent Nature, without the intervention of any third person between her and us. Saturday, August 27th.—A peach-tree, which grows beside our house and brushes against the window, is so burdened with fruit that I have had to prop it up. I never saw more splendid peaches in appearance,—great, round, crimson-cheeked beauties, clustering all over the tree. A pear-tree, likewise, is maturing a generous burden of small, sweet fruit, which will require to be eaten at about the same time as the peaches. There is something pleasantly annoying in this superfluous abundance; it is like standing under a tree of ripe apples, and giving it a shake, with the intention of bringing down a single one, when, behold, a dozen come thumping about our ears. But the idea of the infinite generosity and exhaustless bounty of our Mother Nature is well worth attaining; and I never had it so vividly as now, when I find myself, with the few mouths which I am to feed, the sole inheritor of the old clergyman's wealth of fruits. His children, his friends in the village, and the clerical guests who came to preach in his pulpit, were all wont to eat and be filled from these trees. Now, all these hearty old people have passed away, and in their stead is a solitary pair, whose appetites are more than satisfied with the windfalls which the trees throw down at their feet. Howbeit, we shall have now and then a guest to keep our peaches and pears from decaying. G——— B———, my old fellow-laborer at the community at Brook Farm, called on me last evening, and dined here to-day. He has been cultivating vegetables at Plymouth this summer, and selling them in the market. What a singular mode of life for a man of education and refinement,—to spend his days in hard and earnest bodily toil, and then to convey the products of his labor, in a wheelbarrow, to the public market, and there retail them out,—a peck of peas or beans, a bunch of turnips, a squash, a dozen ears of green corn! Few men, without some eccentricity of character, would have the moral strength to do this; and it is very striking to find such strength combined with the utmost gentleness, and an uncommon regularity of nature. Occasionally he returns for a day or two to resume his place among scholars and idle people, as, for instance, the present week, when he has thrown aside his spade and hoe to attend the Commencement at Cambridge. He is a rare man,—a perfect original, yet without any one salient point; a character to be felt and understood, but almost impossible to describe: for, should you seize upon any characteristic, it would inevitably be altered and distorted in the process of writing it down. Our few remaining days of summer have been latterly grievously darkened with clouds. To-day there has been an hour or two of hot sunshine; but the sun rose amid cloud and mist, and before he could dry up the moisture of last night's shower upon the trees and grass, the clouds have gathered between him and us again. This afternoon the thunder rumbles in the distance, and I believe a few drops of rain have fallen; but the weight of the shower has burst elsewhere, leaving us nothing but its sullen gloom. There is a muggy warmth in the atmosphere, which takes all the spring and vivacity out of the mind and body. Sunday, August 28th.—Still another rainy day,—the heaviest rain, I believe, that has fallen since we came to Concord (not two months ago). There never was a more sombre aspect of all external nature. I gaze from the open window of my study, somewhat disconsolately, and observe the great willow-tree which shades the house, and which has caught and retained a whole cataract of rain among its leaves and boughs; and all the fruit-trees, too, are dripping continually, even in the brief intervals when the clouds give us a respite. If shaken to bring down the fruit, they will discharge a shower upon the head of him who stands beneath. The rain is warm, coming from some southern region; but the willow attests that it is an autumnal spell of weather, by scattering down no infrequent multitude of yellow leaves, which rest upon the sloping roof of the house, and strew the gravel-path and the grass. The other trees do not yet shed their leaves, though in some of them a lighter tint of verdure, tending towards yellow, is perceptible. All day long we hear the water drip, drip, dripping, splash, splash, splashing, from the eaves, and babbling and foaming into the tubs which have been set out to receive it. The old unpainted shingles and boards of the mansion and out-houses are black with the moisture which they have imbibed. Looking at the river, we perceive that its usually smooth and mirrored surface is blurred by the infinity of rain-drops; the whole landscape—grass, trees, and houses—has a completely water-soaked aspect, as if the earth were wet through. The wooded hill, about a mile distant, whither we went to gather whortleberries, has a mist upon its summit, as if the demon of the rain were enthroned there; and if we look to the sky, it seems as if all the water that had been poured down upon us were as nothing to what is to come. Once in a while, indeed, there is a gleam of sky along the horizon, or a half-cheerful, half-sullen lighting up of the atmosphere; the rain-drops cease to patter down, except when the trees shake off a gentle shower; but soon we hear the broad, quiet, slow, and sure recommencement of the rain. The river, if I mistake not, has risen considerably during the day, and its current will acquire some degree of energy. In this sombre weather, when some mortals almost forget that there ever was any golden sunshine, or ever will be any hereafter, others seem absolutely to radiate it from their own hearts and minds. The gloom cannot pervade them; they conquer it, and drive it quite out of their sphere, and create a moral rainbow of hope upon the blackest cloud. As for myself, I am little other than a cloud at such seasons, but such persons contrive to make me a sunny one, shining all through me. And thus, even without the support of a stated occupation, I survive these sullen days and am happy. This morning we read the Sermon on the Mount. In the course of the forenoon, the rain abated for a season, and I went out and gathered some corn and summer-squashes, and picked up the windfalls of apples and pears and peaches. Wet, wet, wet,—everything was wet; the blades of the corn-stalks moistened me; the wet grass soaked my boots quite through; the trees threw their reserved showers upon my head; and soon the remorseless rain began anew, and drove me into the house. When shall we be able to walk again to the far hills, and plunge into the deep woods, and gather more cardinals along the river's margin? The track along which we trod is probably under water now. How inhospitable Nature is during a rain! In the fervid heat of sunny days, she still retains some degree of mercy for us; she has shady spots, whither the sun cannot come; but she provides no shelter against her storms. It makes one shiver to think how dripping with wet are those deep, umbrageous nooks, those overshadowed banks, where we find such enjoyment during sultry afternoons. And what becomes of the birds in such a soaking rain as this? Is hope and an instinctive faith so mixed up with their nature, that they can be cheered by the thought that the sunshine will return? or do they think, as I almost do, that there is to be no sunshine any more? Very disconsolate must they be among the dripping leaves; and when a single summer makes so important a portion of their lives, it seems hard that so much of it should be dissolved in rain. I, likewise, am greedy of the summer-days for my own sake: the life of man does not contain so many of them that one can be spared without regret. Tuesday, August 30th.—I was promised, in the midst of Sunday's rain, that Monday should be fair, and, behold! the sun came back to us, and brought one of the most perfect days ever made since Adam was driven out of Paradise. By the by, was there ever any rain in Paradise? If so, how comfortless must Eve's bower have been! It makes me shiver to think of it. Well, it seemed as if the world was newly created yesterday morning, and I beheld its birth; for I had risen before the sun was over the hill, and had gone forth to fish. How instantaneously did all dreariness and heaviness of the earth's spirit flit away before one smile of the beneficent sun! This proves that all gloom is but a dream and a shadow, and that cheerfulness is the real truth. It requires many clouds, long brooding over us, to make us sad, but one gleam of sunshine always suffices to cheer up the landscape. The banks of the river actually laughed when the sunshine fell upon them; and the river itself was alive and cheerful, and, by way of fun and amusement, it had swept away many wreaths of meadow-hay, and old, rotten branches of trees, and all such trumpery. These matters came floating downwards, whirling round and round in the eddies, or hastening onward in the main current; and many of them, before this time, have probably been carried into the Merrimack, and will be borne onward to the sea. The spots where I stood to fish, on my preceding excursion, were now under water; and the tops of many of the bushes, along the river's margin, barely emerged from the stream. Large spaces of meadow are overflowed. There was a northwest wind throughout the day; and as many clouds, the remnants of departed gloom, were scattered about the sky, the breeze was continually blowing them across the sun. For the most part, they were gone again in a moment; but sometimes the shadow remained long enough to make me dread a return of sulky weather. Then would come the burst of sunshine, making me feel as if a rainy day were henceforth an impossibility. . . . . In the afternoon Mr. Emerson called, bringing Mr. ———. He is a good sort of humdrum parson enough, and well fitted to increase the stock of manuscript sermons, of which there must be a fearful quantity already in the world. Mr. ———, however, is probably one of the best and most useful of his class, because no suspicion of the necessity of his profession, constituted as it now is, to mankind, and of his own usefulness and success in it, has hitherto disturbed him; and therefore he labors with faith and confidence, as ministers did a hundred years ago. After the visitors were gone, I sat at the gallery window, looking down the avenue, and soon there appeared an elderly woman,—a homely, decent old matron, dressed in a dark gown, and with what seemed a manuscript book under her arm. The wind sported with her gown, and blew her veil across her face, and seemed to make game of her, though on a nearer view she looked like a sad old creature, with a pale, thin countenance, and somewhat of a wild and wandering expression. She had a singular gait, reeling, as it were, and yet not quite reeling, from one side of the path to the other; going onward as if it were not much matter whether she went straight or crooked. Such were my observations as she approached through the scattered sunshine and shade of our long avenue, until, reaching the door, she gave a knock, and inquired for the lady of the house. Her manuscript contained a certificate, stating that the old woman was a widow from a foreign land, who had recently lost her son, and was now utterly destitute of friends and kindred, and without means of support. Appended to the certificate there was a list of names of people who had bestowed charity on her, with the amounts of their several donations,—none, as I recollect, higher than twenty-five cents. Here is a strange life, and a character fit for romance and poetry. All the early part of her life, I suppose, and much of her widowhood were spent in the quiet of a home, with kinsfolk around her, and children, and the life-long gossiping acquaintances that some women always create about them. But in her decline she has wandered away from all these, and from her native country itself, and is a vagrant, yet with something of the homeliness and decency of aspect belonging to one who has been a wife and mother, and has had a roof of her own above her head,—and, with all this, a wildness proper to her present life. I have a liking for vagrants of all sorts, and never, that I know of, refused my mite to a wandering beggar, when I had anything in my own pocket. There is so much wretchedness in the world, that we may safely take the word of any mortal professing to need our assistance; and even should we be deceived, still the good to ourselves resulting from a kind act is worth more than the trifle by which we purchase it. It is desirable, I think, that such persons should be permitted to roam through our land of plenty, scattering the seeds of tenderness and charity, as birds of passage bear the seeds of precious plants from land to land, without even dreaming of the office which they perform.