The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1895-09-12
IN THE SUBURBS.

that want 10 live in the suburbs, but the
doctor says we both need change" con-
cluded Mrs Perry Thorne, who was max
ing her first plea for country life.
"I agree with the doctor that we need
change, of one sort, at least, answered her
husband
"Dont be flippant, dear am in dead
dearest, and, oh, Perry, know Of such a
dear cottage, one of a row."
"I dislike rows, " said Perry. "How.
ever IL you are determined to be subur-
banite and with the suburbanites stand,
may as well agree to GO 1 will at once
take lessons on the flying trapeze so that
may sometimes be able to catch train.
shall study to acquire that dazed suburban
stare that people who eat their breakfast
and dinners by lamplight assume, assisted
by catching their quota Of sleep In depots
after they have missed their train"
"Oh, we won't be there long enough for
that said his wife, land, Perry, the air
is just heavenly-sotastainin
That's good, as we shall probably be
12 miles or more from a grocery store.
Have you caught your house yet MaudY'
"Oh, yes. Mrs Smead has one in the
same row, and she told me about ours. 1t
is the southwest corner house, while hers
is the southeast. Isn't 1t strange, Perry,
that have never been introduced to Mr.
Smeadp wouldn't believe there was any
such person If l had not seen him."
Nothing strange about it," growled
Perry, in what his wife called his "bull-
dog" voice. "I suppose you want to know
him because he has the reputation Of be-
ing lady killer"
"Perryr'
f.r1.
that he prides himself on his beauty"
II hate beauty men, said Maud sooth-
ingly, "they are all vain, conceited crea-
lures 1 never would marry handsome
man.
Perry mumbled something and went
away first giving his wife permission to
do as she pleased about taking the subur-
ban house
A week later both families were settled
in the row which fronted a street and
railroad track and was equidistant from
two depots
Mr.. Smead did not take as kindly to the
change as Perry Thorne did, but he told
his wife thoughtlessly that one good fea-
ture of suburban life was having the
Thornes for neighbors.
asked his wife suspiciously.
Don't know her from Adam, my dear,
but isn't she your friend, and haven't
heard her praises sung ever since we were
married?'
HIN We have calling acquaintance,
and now that we are to be neighbors / sup
pose you will meet. But you are SO sus-
ceptible and she is SO giddy just know
you will set people talking"
"Great Caesar, Laura You give your
best friend great send off. / susceptible
and she giddyS We must be made for each
other"
Mrs. Smead looked volumes at her
handsome husband, but where is the man
who does not enjoy being bone of con-
tention among his women folk, and If
Smead had special and particular virtue
it was that of being good hatured.
Mrs. Smead like the woman of history,
had two treasures-her sewing machine
and her husband--and she drew the line
at lending either and if people wanted to
call her selfish they might Fortified by
this law, she rented the southwest cottage
Saturday night The invisible bridge
spans the distance between the world of
labor and the world of rest. The tranquil
air gave back no murmur of the multitud-
inous voices that had filed it with cries of
sorrow, anger or gladness during the work
days of the past week. 1t was the ante
chamber Of the Sabbath, time so sacred
to our ancestors that all work and all pleas
ure was suspended that the soul itself
might rest.
A great throng Of people was hurrying
homeward, and all bore the happy burdens
of Saturday night--new shoes for the feet
of the little burden bearers, q new bonnet
for mother, the Sunday dinner-and
among them Perry Thorne and Amos
Smead, who had struck UP a neighborly
acquaintance and were now fastening to
the same train, going out to their subaf-
ban homes for their first Sabbath of rest.
They were both laden to the ears with
brown paper packages and had Just time
to make the train, after purchasing their
communication tickets. They went Looping
through the gates in approved suburban
style and caught on Just as the train
moved out, and then Perry shouted in
voice that sounded above the roar of escap-
ing steam:
"Weve left our. Sunday dinners on the
window stand of the ticket Office You go
on, smead, and I'll take the next train
out"
He swung himself clear off the train,
turneo'a somersault and waved all right
to Smead, who mopped the cinders and
perspiration from his face and remarked
to the man standing next to him, in
friendly way:
"Nice way to spend the summer living
In the suburbsi"
Yes, If you don't care what you say ;"
growled the man.
Then Smead took bit Of pasteboard
from his pocket and began to study it,
Southeast corner, Terrace row, Oak
land"
Smead asked his gruff neighbor If he
got off at that station.
"No, I don't" said the man. "You
couldn't hire me to live In that swamp.
go out ten miles farther where you don't
have to sift the atmosphere to keep the
mosquitoes from choking you"
That sounded discouraging, but Smead
was not anxious to ride ten miles farther
on an accommodation train that slowed
up for every COW on the track, and he
wrapped himself In speculative reverie
until the brakeman called g Oakland" I"
as If only the deaf lived at that station
Mrs. Smead was waiting for her hus-
hand whom Rha exDaG-.ad on the q 40 train