Howard Pyle, a chronicle by Charles D. Abbott, with an introduction by N. C. Wyeth and many illustrations from Howard Pyle's works.

HOWARD PYLE: A CHRONICLE
directly overlooked the ocean; there was an immense
veranda where one could sit watching the ocean roll up the
gently sloping, golden-sanded beach. These were Joyous
summers; the life was simple and refreshing, full of the
most cherished companionships with his children. There is
a pleasant little account of these days, written after Howard
Pyle's death by a pseudonymous Miss Seventeen in the
New York Evening Post, in 1 9"1, which gives with admirable fidelity a picture of Rehoboth and the Pyles:
The scene is a bit of Delaware coast, level,
glistening sand, rolling breakers, a narrow boardwalk, and
as a background a row of unpretentious cottages. Prom one
of these issues a man in a bathing suit, carrying on his
shoulder a baby, who clutches his hair and crows delightedly.
A dash across the beach, a plunge into the breakers, several
dips in the curling foam, and then another dash back again
to deliver a happy two-year-old to a waiting nurse maid.
"The man was Howard Pyle, the baby his youngest
daughter Eleanor; the scene, the daily performance that
delighted the bathers on the beach and those on Rehoboth
porches.
"When this pleasant picture flashed into the light, it
proved merely the forerunner of many others in which the
artist was the chief figure. For of all the acquaintances
made by a girl of these days in a happy summer holiday, it
is Mr. Pyle who stands chief among them. She had come
to Rehoboth more than well acquainted with his books.
Pepper and Salt, Men of Iron, The Merry Adventures of
Robin Hood-these all were ranged on the library shelves
with many another cherished volume. To learn that the
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