The poet's home is a modest dwell
ing, yvhose shingled roofs and yvide,
low porch suggest quo of those Queen
Anne cottages that cover every eligi
ble site on our Atlantic coast. Cross
the lawn to the seaward side, and one
finds that the owner and his architect
built with some sense of the novel and
poetic in their souls. The north and
west walls are of stone, the north wall
carried up into a tower, with a mar
velously yvide sea outlook. The yvalls
are built of stone trap, lava and
small smooth boulders gathered on
the neighboring beaches and arranged
in courses with an eye to artisticeffect.
The tower is built of the same mate-
rial. There is a foggia at its base,
like those in old Venetian vilFas, look
ing seaward out toward Appledore,
Applegatc, and their sister isles. From
a porch a door opens directly into a
yvide hall, large enough for a summer
parlor, and indeed used as such.
There is a large fireplace on the left,
yvith ancient andirons. The furniture
is old and quaint, reft by Mrs. Sted
man from the ancient homes of Ports
mouth and other places. On summer
evenings yvhen the sea wind bloyvs cool
a fire oi driftwood is lighted on the
hearth. Part of a mast or spar, torn
from its socket perhaps in some hur
ricane of the Antilles, does duty as a
back log, and burns" yvith a lambent,
bluish flame. On this heajjed fagots
catch the flame, and set the shadows
to dancing merrily over the polished
floor and in and out amid the fur
nishings. Then about the fire gathers
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