Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1896-02-21
SUBURBAN TRIALS.

concluded MIS-. lcfrY 4 noFHtt VINO war
making her first plea for country life.
al agree with the doctor that we need
change of one sort, at least" answered
her husband.
"Dont be iippant, dear, | am in dead
earnest; and oh, Perry, know Of such
dear cottage, one OF row"
II dislike rows" said Perry, "IIowever,
II you are determined to be a suburban
lite, and with the suburbanite stand, /
may az well agree to go. will at once
take lessons on the flying trapeze, SO
that may sometimes be able 20 catch a
rain. Have you caught your house
yet, Maudir
ooh, yes. Mrs. Smead has one In the
same row, and she told me about ours
II Is the southwest corner house, while
hers IL the southeast Isn't II strange
Perry, that have never been introduced
to Mr.. Smead' wouldn't believe there
was any such person II had not seen
him"
"Nothing strange about IT," growled
Perry, In what his wife called his bull
dog" voice. ~ suppose you want to
know him because he has the reputation
of being a lady killer"
Perry
al am told by fellows we both know
that he prides himself on his beauty"
II hate beauty men," said Maud sooth-
iAgly, "they are all vain, eonceited crea-
lures, would never marry handsome
man.
Perry mumbled something and went
away, FIRST giving his wife permission to
do as she pleased about taking the sub
urban home.
A week later both families were set
lied In the row which fronted a street
and a railroad track, and was equi-dis-
tant 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 feature of suburban life was having
the Thornes for neighbors,
"Where have you ever met Mrs.
Thornc5" 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"
"H'ml We have calling acquaint-
ance, and now that we are TO be neigh
bors I suppose you will meet. But you
are 30 susceptible and she Is so giddy
| just know you will set people talk
ing"
"Great Caesar, Laura, you give your
pest friend great send.ohl / suscePti-
Die aud she giddyl We msst be made
or each otherw
Mrs Smead looked volumes at her
handsome husband
A great throng Of people were hurry
ng homeward, and all bore the happy
urdens of Saturday night-new shoes
or the feet of the little burden-bearers,
new bonnet for mother, the Sunday
inner-and among them Perry Thorne
nd Amos SmeAd. who had struck up a !,
eighborly acquaintance and were now |.
astening to the same train, going out to
heir suburban homes for their first Sab
ath. They were both laden to the ears
18th brown paper packages and just j,
me 10 make the train after purchasing y
seir Communication tickets. They went -
piping through the gates in approved
aburban style and caught on just as the i,
ain moved ont. and then Perry shout =
a IN voice that sounded above the roar . :"
I the escaping steam
"We've left our Sunday dinners on the a,
indow stand of the ticket Office. You A
o on. Smead, and I'll take the next !
-Ain out" y
lie swung himself clear of the train, II
armed somersault and waved call "
ght to Smead, who mopped the Gin
rrs and Precipitation from his face and NJ
,marked to the man standing next TO d
I'm, In friendly way "Nice way TO ',
BEND the summer living IN the sub
rbs" r,
'Yes;if you don't care what you say"
rowled the man. oil
Then Smead took bit of pasteboard al
ON his pocket and began to study it. nj
Southeast corner Terrace row, Oak
nd"
Smead asked his gruh neighbor II he
d off AT the station.