Here is another sketch by Garth Williams from E.B. White’s Stuart Little. The lovelorn mouse is about to leave the Little residence in search of Margalo, a lady bird who has fled. A pigeon (“the weird pigeon,” my little boy Billy, to whom the book is being read, insists on calling him) has warned her that a neighborhood cat and friend of Snowbell, also of the Little household and who tried to eat Margalo the night before, plans to assault her, without objection from Snowbell. She flies the coop. In the sketch, Stuart says a fond goodbye to the old manse before setting off to seek Margalo.
Although White does not name the neighborhood, I believe, based on the private garden across the street in Williams’s sketch, that it is Gramercy Park, the setting of an old column I wrote for the Providence Journal about the average floor level upon which one lives one’s life. I will run that old column on this blog if I can find (with help from readers, I hope) enough newly built traditional buildings to compose a list of “Best traditional buildings of 2017” – a feat that has daunted me these last several days.