The Hayes mansion is a vast brick structure with fourteen-foot tall ceilings and an opulence well suited for the “Guilded age” of the late 19th century. Since the front porch is being maintained, we go in the side entrance, and into the main hall, part of the expansions that took place. The central spiral staircase goes up four stories to a glassed-in observation room that lets light come down this otherwise dark area. 120 hand-turned spindles support the cyclopean railings, just part of the heavy woodworking style prevalent throughout this house. However, the tall wide windows, including a casket window – as taking a casket out the front door was considered bad luck in those days – let in a flood of light that makes the house with its high ceilings light and airy.
Alas, photography is forbidden in this house, so there are no photos to show for our 45 minute tour that took us through the library, the parlors, a vast dining room that was completed after the passing of Hayes wife, who had planned it, or the various upstairs rooms. Tribe in her carriage and her Mum took a unique ride in the early American elevator to view the second floor while Pops climbed the massive honey-colored stairs to meet them.