The tradition of a folly or gazebo as a garden retreat, goes back at least to the gardens of ancient Rome. Here in New England, with our short summers, the idea of a shady retreat, a place to enjoy a cool refreshment on a warm afternoon holds great appeal.. A summerhouse or gazebo is a pleasant spot from which to contemplate the garden or view, and simultaneously, can be beautiful feature or eye catcher in the landscape.
A rare few survive from the 18th century here in New England. They are usually enclosed, and though made of wood, and on a smaller scale, recall their cousins on grand estates in England. It was not unusual for these structures to be placed on a small artificial 'mount' in the English after European fashion. Unlike England, with its large preserved country estates, America has always been a country on the move, and most of the earliest that survive do so because they have been moved from their original settings.
An early survivor is the 1766 summerhouse from the garden of Abraham Redwood in Newport RI, erected long before that seaport city became the most luxurious resort of the gilded age. In the 19th century, it was moved to the grounds of the exquisite Palladian library that he endowed in the mid-18th century, the first library in America. The chaste octagonal facade is of wood, rusticated and surfaced with sand in the paint to emulate stone.
At the Isaac Royall house in Medford, Massachusetts, was this grand affair topped by a statue of Mercury, built in the mid-18th century, on an artificial mount that hid an ice house below it in Capt. Royall's pleasure grounds. By the early 20th century, his grounds were swallowed up by development, and all that survives of the structure is single arched window frame.
The most exquisite to survive from the 18th century is the Derby summerhouse, designed by the great Salem, Massachusetts carver/architect Samuel McIntire for Capt. Derby's summer farm in Danvers Massachusetts in 1795. Elias Hasket Derby was a merchant of great wealth, the Donald Trump of his day, but obviously with far better taste. Topping the roof were carved figures representing the Reaper (as in Harvest, not Grim) , and the Milkmaid. A young lady who visited the estate in 1802 wrote of going upstairs to the room above, “The air from the windows is always pure and cool and the eye wanders with delight over the beautiful landscape below…The room is ornamented with some Chinese figures and seems calculated for serenity and peace.”
The Endicott family enjoy their re-located summerhouse.
In the late 19th century, the summerhouse was near ruin, and development pressures were closing in on the Derby farm. Derby's great-granddaughter, Mrs. William Crowninshield Endicott, rescued the it, seen on its original foundation in the upper photo, and had it moved to her nearby country estate, where it still graces the rose garden designed for it, now open to the public.Okay, now bear with me for a second, for you know how I like all the dots connected, and this part requires your full attention. Already in the garden of the Endicott estate was a gazebo built in 1840 by Mrs. Endicott's grandfather, Joseph Peabody, from whom she inherited the estate. Upon the death of her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Endicott, Jr., a nephew inherited the Peabody gazebo and moved it to his property on Martha's Vineyard, where it sits to this day. In 1989, the Danvers Historical Society erected a replica of this structure, above, in the original location. Email me if you need a re-cap. As I've mentioned before, we really like moving buildings around here in New England, and sometimes a playbook is required to keep it all straight.
McIntire also designed a smaller, no less exquisite summerhouse for another member of the Derby family, now also traveled from its original location. It remained on the Derby, later Beebe, farm in Wakefield until moved to the grounds of the Peabody Essex Museum in Salem, where its setting on a small artificial mount has been carefully recreated.
This late 18th century landscape painting by the Reverend Jonathan Fisher of Blue Hill, Maine shows a typical New England town, probably Bucksport, in the background, while in the foreground, a family enjoys tea by a domed gazebo. It is likely that this gazebo never existed there, but is an artistic conceit inspired by an English print.
High Street in Newburyport, Massachusetts, is one of the handsomest streets of New England, lined with grand three story Federal mansions. In the early to mid-19th century, a local tradition of lattice summerhouses, often with 'gothick' touches arose, and several examples are still in situ. Here, above and below, in early photographs published in 1917 in Architectural Review are two of them.
The New England tradition of save and recycle is at work here. The octagon feature on the roof of example above in Newburyport was the originally the sounding board over a pulpit, salvaged when an early meeting house was being remodeled.
In rural New Ipswich New Hampshire, an impossibly light summerhouse is at summit of a mount, framed by an allee of maples, at Forest Hall, built as a wedding present for Charles Barrett and his bride. Those of us who can happily sit through Merchant-Ivory costume dramas will remember this as the location for The Europeans.
A Gothic Revival summerhouse in a garden at the childhood home of artist Waldo Pierce, friend of Hemingway, in Bangor, Maine. As the neighborhood deteriorated in the mid-twentieth century the gazebo was rescued by the Hutchins family, and moved to their estate at the edge of town, where it improbably, dreamily, appeared as an exotic apparition above I-95 for many years, but is now, I believe, lost.
In Belfast, Maine, sits the magnificent Joseph White house, a Greek Revival masterpiece by Calvin Ryder. The house sits on a pie shaped lot at the juncture of two streets, and at the apex of the triangle, anchoring the street corner behind a classical iron fence, is this romantic example from the 1850s.
A leitmotif of the Victorian age was that more was never enough, and here we have a gazebo as observatory tower seen in the 1880's on the J.S. Potter estate in Framingham, Massachusetts. Potter was a self made businessman, and his garden was a veritable amusement park of garden structures.
A leitmotif of the Victorian age was that more was never enough, and here we have a gazebo as observatory tower seen in the 1880's on the J.S. Potter estate in Framingham, Massachusetts. Potter was a self made businessman, and his garden was a veritable amusement park of garden structures.
By the late 19th century, there were conflicting view on landscape design in New England---the Arcadian ideal, as espoused by Frederick Law Olmstead was one. It can be seen in this example, with grotto under, designed by the great man himself at Moraine Farm, built for the Phillips family in the 1880s.
Another trend was European style grandeur and formality, ever the means to display wealth. The apogee was reached with this pair of French classical limestone tea houses in the formal garden of The Elms in Newport, Rhode Island, designed by Horace Trumbauer for coal magnate Edwin Berwind. This photograph from a 1931 National Geographic shows the high level of maintenance that once characterized these estate gardens. A quarter century separates these structures from the Olmstead teahouse at Moraine Farm.
In Bar Harbor, Maine, the natural and the classical were brought together by this domed gazebo, situated in a carefully groomed naturalistic landscape recalling the paintings of Claude Lorrain. Although built of wood, this lovely structure improbably survived the 1947 forest fire that consumed the other buildings on the estate where it stood, including the enormous main house designed by R.H. Robertson, a mere two hundred feet away. This picture was taken in 1971, showing the effects of 25 years of abandonment in grounds gone wild. I believe the gazebo no longer exists.
In the early 20th century, artist turned architect Charles Adams Platt, back from Italy, electrified America with a new sort of garden, based on Italian precedent, less grand and formal than the French beaux arts, gardens and house fully integrated with the rooms of the house. The garden with which he made this auspicious debut was at Faulkner Farm, the Sprague estate in Brookline, Massachusetts. The summerhouse at the terminus of the dream-like formal garden, embraced on either side by a pergola, was one of the most admired of its day.
Live or Memorex? Will the real McIntire summerhouse please step forward?
And finally, we travel more than full circle, back to Newport, Rhode Island. A mere two blocks from the Redwood garden house where we started, this tea house was designed by architectural historian Fiske Kimball, later director of the Philadelphia Museum, for Miss Martha Codman on the grounds of her summer home, Berkeley villa. In case you're rubbing your eyes in disbelief, and about to say, 'That stupid Dilettante, he's inserted the wrong picture", guess again. It is a copy of the Derby summerhouse by McIntire. Miss Codman was also a descendant of Derby, and a family feud was precipitated when she copied the summerhouse for her own garden without the permission of its owner, her cousin Mrs. Endicott.
Another fascinating post! The Elms is my favorite estate in Newport -not for the interiors which are regrettably unremarkable, but rather for the charming gardens with summer gazebos (and the magnificent facade of the main house!). Do you know if Horace Trumbauer did the summer pavilions or were they designed by Miller and Bowditch with Trumbauer's blessing?
ReplyDeleteStefan,
ReplyDeleteI'd have to respectfully disagree about the interiors--the long perspectives and lush materials of the hall, and the lacquer paneled chinoiserie breakfast room are both pretty great.
By the time The Elms grounds were enlarged and this formal garden added in 1907, landscape Ernest Bowditch, notoriously difficult, was gone from the scene, and the garden design was developed by Trumbauer and the head gardener, with further advice from Jacques Greber, the great French planner, who also did far more elaborate parterres, now lost, for the Widener's Trumbauer cottage further down Bellevue Avenue, as well as the master plan for Philadelphia, and the 'Versailles Garden' at the Stotebury's Whitemarsh Hall -http://www.serianni.com/wh.htm -
Trumbauer designed the garden pavilions in 1914, thus completing the garden scheme started in 1907. The twin garage/stable structures at the end of the garden allee, with their elaborate arcade screen joining them, were designed in 1907 at the beginning of the garden project, to also appear as ornaments to the garden.
All in all, as you say, it's quite a scheme, and like you, I think it's superb.
Thanks for the additional information and clarification!
ReplyDeleteI do remember a rather nice entry hall and a good flow to the house. Perhaps I just saw too many estates in too little of time? I just have vague memories. I'll have to go back to the house again to see for myself!
Ah, a topic I have spent much time lusting about. I am drawn to follies. There is something both spirit-filled and capricious about them. I dreamed many years about what kind of folly would be in my midwestern garden. In the end ideas of grandeur were peeled away and the result is the form of a temple in a prairie idiom. Silly to some, it makes looking out my kitchen window, particularly this winter with three months of snow, a joyful thing. Great post. And by the way does a folly live at your place? And did any of these follies you wrote about have their own hermits?
ReplyDeleteSome day I will have a summer house, where I will sip lemonade and ready daring novels. Where is McIntire when you need him? I am dying to see the Derby summer house in Danvers.
ReplyDeletehbd ~ I think hermits were a distinctly English oddity. I have never heard of one stateside. It is exceedingly difficult to get information on the topic however (even on those in England), so I wouldn't be entirely surprised if there was one hiding in Blue Hill, Maine...!
Janet: Don't you just love the excess of a personal Hermit? Now that's a job I could do. Just floating around, being eccentric and reading books.
ReplyDeleteAgain that word verification thing: subco. A subterranean company supplying hermits?
All this talk of hermits--and where is this Blue Hill, Maine, of which you speak, Janet? It sounds like a wonderful mythical place inhabited as it is by hermits, artists, writers, mothers, and dilettantes....
ReplyDeleteAnyway, tucked away in the debris filled attic of my mind is something about one of the early tycoons having a hermit in his grotto, but for the life of me, I can't bring the memory to the foreground
Oh, and HBD, I'm most intrigued by the notion of a prairie temple? Pictures?
ReplyDeleteI've been in Newburyport lots of times I have a friend there, just lost her, That town is beautiful. Thank you for putting this fabulous post together you are
ReplyDeleteso talented. They are all so beautiful.
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DED: after a career in pr which included photography and eventually desktop publishing, I left the world 14 as it shifted to digital. I keep waiting for 4 year olds to teach m how to use my digital camera! There's a bit of work to do on the temple yet. Hope to put some art into the opening of the temple top. Then I will force myself to enter this new world and send you pictures of my efforts. In the meantime, you can look for hermits in Maine!
ReplyDeleteAlas, in the mythical land of Blue Hill, Maine there are probably more hoarders than hermits. Hoarding seems to be more in the Maine spirit of things.
ReplyDeleteI do thank you for this beautiful post, Dilettante...it is a breath of fresh spring air.
Ah, Smilla, back from the warm part of the world!
ReplyDeleteGreat article. I was particularly struck by one paragraph: "This late 18th century landscape painting... shows a typical New England town, probably Bucksport, in the background, while in the foreground, a family enjoys tea by a domed gazebo. It is likely that this gazebo never existed there, but is an artistic conceit inspired by an English print".
ReplyDeleteI think of summer houses, gazebos and particularly follies as artistic/architectural conceits in their own right, so that is perfect :) Particularly in places where the weather makes it impossible to use them for their real purpose for most of the year.
Gazebos look gorgeous, if surrounded by green lawns and trees, and especially if on a mound. My only embarrassment is that I didn't know New England had them.
What a wonderful post, thank you! Have you visited any of the country piles in England and their follies? Susan
ReplyDeleteFantastic article! I'm especially intrigued by the Bar Harbor gazebo picture. Where did it stand? The only RH Robertson house I know about was Miramichi. Is this the same one? There are so many intriguing ruins in that area!
ReplyDeleteI am really enjoying your blog! Please keep it up!
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ReplyDeleteAnother tangled thread to unravel: the Peabody's daughter, Marietta, was married to Ronald Tree, from Ditchley in GB (Pamela Harriman's girlhood home, I think), who was mentioned in your article re: Mme Jacques Balsan and Audrey Emery. Marietta was an Ambassador to the UN for Trust Territories back in the 1960s and she had two daughters who gained prominence, Frances Fitzgerald (author) and Penelope Tree (model) during that time.
ReplyDeleteBostonians such as the Peabodys, preferred Maine for their summer retreats to Martha's Vineyard or especially Nantucket, which was (is) too full of New Yorkers and other riff-raff to fully enjoy the quiet pleasures of which they are fond.
My husband and I were taking the tour at The Elms one fall day in 1968 and suddenly there was a flurry and a group of people came thru quickly, surrounding the just-deposed Queen of Greece. Actually it was her husband, King Constantine, who had been deposed and I guess she had some time on her hands, as well. She (can't remember her name -- sister is the Queen of Spain) looked SO bored that day.
Wasn't The Elms Sunny and Claus von Bulow's home where the hanky-panky that left her comatose for years took place? Bad karma there, for sure.
Hello!
ReplyDeleteI was delighted to recently discover you blog on Maine. My partner and I bought a wonderful vacation cottage in Rockport last year and I have been trying to dive into Maine history and culture so your blog is such a great source. I am also a painter who specializes in architectural watercolors and want to do a series of American garden pavilions and plan to use several of the ones you featured. Keep up with great blogs.
Best
Michael Hampton