Elbert Hubbard Suite
This large suite for two people is in the front of the house on the first floor. It is uniquely painted in the deep earthly colors of the Arts and Crafts era. It offers a bedroom with a Queen size bed, a kitchenette and cozy breakfast nook and a living room with a striking leather sofa. After a full day of walking the boards, pamper yourself in the Suite's opulent Jacuzzi Tub.
Prices start at $225/night* without breakfast or $245/night* with breakfast
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THE
SEA The
sea knows all things, for at night when the winds are asleep the stars
confide to him their secrets. In his breast are stored away all the
elements that go to make up the round world. Beneath his depths lie
buried the sunken kingdoms of fable and legend, whose monarchs have long
been lost in oblivion. He appropriates and makes his own all that is -
dissolving the rocks that seek to stop his passage - forming,
transforming, rearranging, never ceasing, tireless. Tireless ever, for
he gets his rest in motion. With acute ear he listens along every coast
and lies in wait for the spirit of the offshore wind. All rivers run to
meet him, carrying tidings from afar, and ever the phosphorescent dust
from other spheres glimmers on his surface. It is not to be wondered
that men have worshiped the ocean, for in his depths they have seen
mirrored the image of Eternity - of Infinity. Here they have seen the
symbol of God's great plan of oneness with His creatures, for the sea is
the union of all infinite particles, and it takes the whole to make the
one. Men have fallen on their faces to worship the sea. Women have
thrown him their children to appease his wrath. Savagely yet tenderly
has he received the priceless treasure and hidden it away where none
could recall. He has heard the dying groans of untold thousands, and
drowned their cries for help with his own ceaseless roar; but still his
ear has not failed to catch the whisperings of confession that have come
from souls about to appear before their Maker. And yet how beautiful and
kind is he in his apparent relentless cruelty, for he keeps only the
transient part, and gently separates the immortal and wafts the spirit
back to God who gave it. And what does the sea do with all these
secrets, mysteries, and treasures? Go shrive thyself, and with soul all
in tune to the harmonies of the Universe listen to the waves and they
shall tell thee the secrets of life. Hubbard
and his wife were lost in the Irish Sea with the Lusitania May 7, 1915 * Prices subject to change without notice.
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