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What Once Was “Lumberman’s Row” Still an island of Quiet, Dutch-Tinged charm in bustling Heart of City. By Anne Peppard White

Just two blocks east of Hyde Park is Janssen Place, still a secluded spot. Driving through the great stone entrance on Thirty-sixth street, the rows of mansions on either side are like a monument to the millionaires of the early part of the century.

Mrs. Browning Fellers lived there from childhood until the day she was married. Her father, the late Jay Tschudy, built one of the first houses—a 3-story, red-brick home at No. 4 Janssen Place, with a deep, cool front porch and a stable larger than most of the residences of today.

Mrs. Fellers tells the story of how Janssen Place happened to be plotted and planned.

“A. E. Stilwell conceived the idea of an exclusive neighborhood with a 2-way street separated by a narrow green lawn and formal flower beds,” Mrs. Fellers said. “It was laid out on a simple Old World pattern of Holland, because the investors were a group of Dutchmen who were eager to invest in America. Sit seems strange that such a formal neighborhood should show up on the edge of town.

“Lumberman’s Row.”

“We used to call it ‘Lumberman’s row,’ because many of the large homes were built by them. I wish I could remember all of their initials, but some of the first families to build there were Pickering, Bowman, Byrnes, Hicks, Tschudy and Batchelor.

“Everyone knew his neighbors and entertaining was done in our homes. There were plenty of servants and time for leisurely fun—croquet, lawn tennis, a weekly bridge club and a church sewing circle. There was horseback riding on the county roads which then lay just south of us. It was an entirely different kind of living and would seem very slow to this generation.”

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Janssen Place still has the sleepy, Old World secluded look. Ruby Garrett, who lives at No. 73 Janssen Place, enjoys practicing golf shots in his large slopping back yard and can shoot 65 yards up to my putting green. It’s a grand way to keep in practice,” Garrett remarked last week.

“We bought this 3-story brick house from Wallace Robinson in 1930 and remodeled it into a duplex. It had been built by a lumberman named Byrnes, and I didn’t realize until we began remodeling what a solid place I had. Those old-timers built for eternity—triple-plate glass windows from basement to attic, hardwood floors throughout, a tiled Turkish bath, solid cherry bookcases and paneling, and the stable, which is now our garage, bigger than most modern homes.”

A Serene Place.

“We enjoy living here because of quiet, space and nearness to town. There’s a neighborly feeling because we, as home owners, still have the responsibility for the entire place, since we own the street, sidewalk and the center green strip. We hire a caretaker to keep the green lawn trim I the narrow park and the flower beds blooming.

“I always get a relaxed feeling from the tensions of the office when I drive through the artistic classic-columned gate—the entrance with the Dutch name, Janssen. I wonder just who he was. I do remember A. E. Stilwell was the promoter and that there was Dutch money invested in the project.

“Two modern duplexes have been built to the south of us and two more down our street. They seemed dwarfed sitting beside the old homes, but it just shows some young people still do enjoy quiet and do not have to live where the crowd goes.”

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All the original families of Janssen Place and Hyde Park have scattered. Their children’s children are living now in spick and span, efficient ranch houses in the suburbs. There they can’t explore the mysteries of dark, damp caves or have the thrill of playing, “run, sheep, run” in the private park or know the excitement of visiting a gypsy camp in the deep walnut woods behind their homes.