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

WILMINGTON., QUAKERS & AMBITIONS
During these early days the familyý-there were, at that
time, two other sons,, Clifford and Walter, who were both,younger than Howard (a daughter, Katherine, was born
somewhat later)-lived just outside the city. In Howard's
own words, 11... The house. &. was the quaintest,
dearest old place you can imagine. It was built of stone, and
there were really three houses joined together.
"There was an old part built about 1740, I think. Standing -against that was another part built about 1780o, and then
my father built an addition that stood against the 17 80 part
of the house, so when you went from one of these parts to
another, you had to go up one step and down another.
"In front of the house was a grassy lawn with a terraced
bank (I used to roll over and over down that bank in the
soft, warm grass on a summer's day), and there was a little
grove, or park of trees, to one side, and beyond you could
see the turnpike road. I remember that every now and then
there would be a train of Conestoga wagons that would pass
along the highroad in a great cloud of dust, carrying lime
from Lancaster County in Pennsylvania to the neighboring
town for export. These big wagons were always very wonderful to me. They looked like great clumsy ships that had
come from afar, and sometimes the leading team of eight
mules, bedecked with gay harness trimmed with crimson
leather and brass, were adorned with silver bells that rang
a merry tune as they passed along the highway.
"On the other side of the house to a little distance was
a garden of old, old-fashioned roses and sweet shrubs that
filled the air with fragrance when they were abloom. And
there were beds of tulips and daffodillies, and there were
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