Hunter College High School - Argus Yearbook (New York, NY)

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A GLIMPSE OF R. L. S. IN SARANAC HIS house looks like every other little white cottage in Saranac, and yet a glamour seems to surround it, as if Robert Louis Stevenson were still sitting at his desk, dreaming of the land across the seas. It is!! on a small hill and follows the conventional architecture of all the Saranac bungalows which are built for comfort, not for style. In spite of this, the tall, majestic Adirondacks in the background and abundantly leafed trees around the house make the scence a very attractive one. The Stevenson memorial on the door says that Master of Ballantrae , A Christmas Ser- mon , Pulvis et Umbra , The Lantern Bearers and other essays were written here, you therefore enter the cottage with pictures of graves dug by candlelight and tin bullis eye lanterns jumbled in your mind. The inside is the essence of simplicity in furnishing, but a veritable treasurehouse in curios. Here are pictures of R. L. S. alone, with his wife, and with his friends, there are letters which, alone, reveal his true strength of character, a glove, a pin, a pen, all are objects of fascination to the followers of Long John Silver and David Balfour. And joy of joys, in an unobtrusive glass case is the far-famed velvet jacket, the bane of his friends and the ridicule of others. It is not hard to picture R. L. S. with his flowing hair, deep dreamy eyes and long face in this atmosphere. The desk at which Stevenson wrote stands in the ante-room. It is a very plain piece of furniture, yet what secrets it could divulge if it chose! There are some of Stevenson,s own works in the book-case. How tempting it is to sit down here and relive the adventures of John Hawkins or wonder again at the sublime courage of Aes Triplex. You take a hasty glance at the littered bedroom which is not always open for public eyes, at the fire-place, one of the few comforts of Stevenson's exile, you sign the visitors' book with a feeling of reverence-here have stood August St. Gaudens, Will Low and other immortals, you go out, free from an atmosphere that transported you to other times, you drive through the streets of Saranac lined with similar houses. But this Hunter's Home of R. L. S. is one of the last things you see as you leave this little hamlet. Lorraine White, C5 HOKKU PREPARATION A man is nurtured By woman,s sweetest life-milk To learn to eat grit. Sarah Lederman, A8 Page Thirteen