A last quiet getaway in the waning days of summer. A Jeep ride up to the Quiet House. After long afternoons hiking and swimming, the small abode—originally called the Wayfarers’ Cottage—provides shelter, comfort, and solitude. Here, there is no telephone, no internet, no computer. A bedroom, a small kitchen, a reading loft, a sitting room with a prayer alcove. Entries in the Guest Books are written in longhand, saved over the decades, and reveal their secrets to those who seek retreat here.