1876*

Mrs. Anderson after an unsatisfactory stay at Santa Ana, Calif., removed to Mission Inn, Riverside, and there enjoyed the winter, if the low-ebb California season may be called winter, and the early spring. She is now in Washington, D. C., and sends to her New England friends post cards picturing the Japan cherry blossoming. Later she will visit New England and Boston to get another version of spring; and still later will extend her journeying to her summer home at Litchfield, Maine, her native region, where she will find spring more enchanting, very likely, than anywhere else.

The death of Charles H. Fennell removes from the group of '76 survivors one known to comparatively few and, in close intimacy, to none. The lack of intimacy was partly due to the limited period he was in college (two years), and that he made few contacts.

Fennell had a strong feeling for landscape architecture, a gift he was practically able to use only during the last fifteen years of his life when he was living with his daughter, Mrs. Bettridge, at her picturesquely located home on Red Hill, Arlington, Vermont. The outcropping ledges and other natural attractions of the region he specially appreciated and carefully preserved; the lawns and roads he re-created and brought to a high state of neatness and attractiveness; the approaches to the house were adorned with bordering clumps of iris and other perennials. He was very modest regarding this engrossing interest; in his letters he seldom said more than that he was "still road mending."

In a letter dated November 20, '35, appears the following: "The house backs on Red Mountain, and fronts on a valley, about a mile wide, to the main Green Mountain chain, so that I doubt if the view from the piazza is surpassed. The cloud shadows on the mountains I will not attempt to describe."

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