Not so long ago, I went to a dinner party at a 1920 duck hunting club/lodge in St. Louis. Just as you would think, a great stone hall, large fireplaces at either end and rough hewn timber through-out.
Some of the best waterfowling prints hung in the main hall.
The land has been sold, and all that remains is the one bulding, it is a gentlemen's club today.
What a glorious place it must have been, I could just see those wonderful fowling guns all in their place.