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Title: Charles Eliot, landscape architect : a lover of nature and of his kind who trained himself for a new profession, practised it happily and through it wrought much good /Charles William Eliot
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Eliot, Charles William, 1834-1926
Subjects: Eliot, Charles, 1859-1897 Landscape gardening
Publisher: Boston :Houghton
Contributing Library: Getty Research Institute
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,going with the superintendent of Epping Forest through thatbeautiful reservation of about 6000 acres, which is onlysixteen miles from London. Here he saw the work of thin-ning coppice, the product being made up in three gradesfrom poles to fagots. The Forest has immense masses ofcoppice and thicket where the trees and shrubs kill eachother, — the result being dangerous quantities of materialsfor fires. Yet the superintendents intelligent efforts to clearand thin the woods encounter incessant popular opposition,and it is a useful part of his function to make explanatoryexcursions with committees. There is no large variety ofvegetation in the Forest; and no large variety is necessary toproduce the finest landscape effects. Gorse, Heather, Broom,Thorns, Hornbeam, Crabs, Birch, Beech, and Oak are quitesufficient. On the 22d of December he had an interesting day in thecountry, of which his journal gives the following account: — Gloomy, as usual; but being thoroughly sick of the town I
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2ET. 26) BEDFORD PARK — FAUST — PINNER 57 took train to Bedford Park where I tramped till lunch time.It is a whole town, built of pretty houses of red brick andtile, with picturesque chimneystacks, dormers, and roofs,stoops, porches, and leaded windows, a church, a block of supply stores, and a Tabard Inn. The houses are rathercrowded; but in a few streets there are little gardens, —some extremely well contrived and pretty. The roads arenarrow, with curbstones, paved gutters, and street treesthroughout. There are no service alleys; so that in someparts of the town the houses look across the street at thebacks of other houses; but then, the backs are good-looking.There is a pleasing variety of street palings, walls, andfences, and a few houses are well grouped with large elms. After luncheon in a neat little den, I walked down to theThames and Chiswick by way of a snarl of narrow lanes, andthence turned cityward by footways and lanes, sometimes ona river wall, sometimes behind fa

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