Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1891-09-04
A NIGHT IN THE SUBURBS.


who Went Away from the City.
"Do not talk to me of the pleasures of
the country" said a confirmed "old fogy,"
looking complacently around on his com
Portable quarters. Clown is the place for
me. Here | have my comfortable bath
room, no end of water, plenty of room and
quite as much breeze, fancy, as at most
of the places on the Hudson. besides all
the comforts of civilization and thankful
/ am to get back to it all Come with me
to my little box out of town for Sunday
my partner said to me day or two ago.
1T will do you good to get a breath of
country air, and like an idiot | accepted.
"An hours ride in the hottest, busiest
and stufiest cars that | ever got into
brought us to NJ, where my friend has
a little house near the waters of the sound.
'On-the- Brink they called the place On
the-Mud' thought would have been more
appropriate. They gave me tiny little
room on the ground floor, wherein had
no sooner deposited my bag than my lively
host Numbered at the door. Now, old fell
low he called out, we will have swim.
This sounded rather pleasant, for it was
sweltering hot, and we were soon bobbing
up and down in the narrow channel which
ran in between the two peninsulas of mud
which he had described to me as such fine
bathing
"The mosquitoes were lively and they
soon began to congregate upon the top of
my bald head. Again and again | dove
under to escape the pests, but they renewed
the attack on each temperance and fin
ally drove me out of the water My
repeated diving, however, had had the
disastrous effect of forcing so much water
down my ears that | was rendered deaf for
the rest of the evening. This, combined
with a sort of mansard roof which the
mosquitoes had raised on the top of my
bare pate, rendered me anything but happy,
and was glad enough to retire to my own
room, hoping to forget my dscomforts in
sleep. Vain anticipation.
after barely an hours rest / was awak-
ened by the most dismal and continuous
bowling, and going to my window, which
was only few feet above the ground,
found a romantic setter baying at the
moon. After vain efforts to get rid of
him had happy idea, and Selling him
by the nape of the neck, drew him into the
room. The plan answered admirably; he
was nice, gentle creature, and we were
both soon fast asleep, but not for long.
"This time small terrier also selected
my window as desirable spot on which
/ W lldhC tuC IlSHo ulucOuS, anu HIS ytiD
ings soon became uncomfortable. Opening
my window tried the same plan as with
the setter, and after various efforts to in
duce him to come within my reach
/ pulled him also into my room. No sooner
however, had again ensconced myself il
bed than there was pandemonium lei
loose; the two brutes were evidently enc
mics of long standing and Immediately Ell
gagged in a free fight. With the aid of my
stick in one hand and my umbrella in tn,
other finally succeeded in routing then
both, assisting their exits through tn,
window considerably, whereupon they lief
for parts unknown TO settle their differ
ences. This was gain at all events ant
once more courted slumber.
perhaps | slept an hour-certainly no,
more than two-when | was aroused b,
the most frightful clamor | ever heard
'Quack, quack, quack, came from grea
brood of ducks, as they filed backward an,
forward under my window until | wa
nearly frantic How long they kept it NJ
do not know. An apathetic despair ha,
seized me, and only waited for the day t,
enable me to make some wild excuse Il be
lieve plead illness) and to HE me back t,
town. And no more country for me- thanl
you. do not mind an evening at Cone,
Island, or a regular outing trip where cal
fish, shoot and really enjoy myself. Blu
no more suburbs for me. New York Tri
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