Old Cobblestone House

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Today as she gazed into the tanglewood, looking for the green front door, with its brass knocker and fan window, also, trying to catch a glimpse of one of the front windows, she heard a human voice, as musical as a wood thrush's, sing out.