Norwich bulletin., 1916-10-06

Why, yes, as you say. did get back a little sooner than I expected" laughed Mrs. Simmons, in answer to the callers question. T was quite near town, however, and I could come home in short time and without effort.'' r--- =17
 'Wo haven't been able to get away yet" Mrs. Simmons caller said. "But when we do go we shall go where we can be cool, even if the place is not one of those where you have to spend all your time dressing
 T was in one of the suburbs where my sister lives," Mrs. Simmons ex- plained. She has just built a home out there and it has so happened that I had never been out to see her. She wrote in asking me to come when the heat was so bad here, you remember. She knew that I must be pining for the fresh, cool air of the country and the products of their garden. I had heard a great deal about all the won derful berries and things that they expected to have and it made me eager to go. I have always thought that there was nothing like having things fresh from your garden"
 How true! Thes vegetables in the city have quite a different flavor" the caller agreed. And then there is al ways such pleasure in picking the things yourself. You quite feel as if you had made them.'
 "Yes, that's what I thought" said Mrs. Simmons. And I was anxious to get away from brick buildings and enpoy the breeze
 Tt sometimes seems as though the buildings were actually breeZfng you into a sort of prisoE," the caller said. That's what l tell my husband when he objects to going away somewhere. 1oo l hot, downtown all day where he is busy and hasn't time to look at the walls"
 T was especially glad to accept my sisters invitation because they were doing so much building here on our street." Mrs Simons said. ''It was that new block of apartments down the road. And I was so cross to think that they had torn down two houses to put it up that I sort of wanted to run away. MT Simons was away on a short trip and I hated to stay here alone, anyhow.
 "The village certainly looked pretty to sme after I got there, although it took me an endless time to get to it. After I left the trolley I had to walk seven blocks because my sister has no car and the man that drives the bus happened to be sick. I was quite warm when I reached the house with my suitcase, and, in consequence, the rooms seemed cool and I told Jean they did. It was a different story, however, when I went upstairs. I never in all my life felt anything hot ter than those upstairs rooms Why. it was lots hotter than my kitchen when give a dinner party. I got dressed in hurry and came down again, but it wasn't any better in the living room. The porch was sunny, so we had to stay inside and broi1 until dinner time.''
 Then you had your fresh vegeta- bles, at least" said the caller.
 Indeed! We had canned ones," Mrs. Simmons laughted. There had been a number of weeks without rain in that suburb and the garden hose Jean possesses was inadequate so that most of her things had dried up. They told me how delicious everything usually was how peculiar and unnat- ura1 the season was, but I couldn't help thinking of the good things my grocer always got for me, and I was actually hungry.
 We sat on the porch until late that evening and there was such a continual procession of honking auto mobiles and joy riders making all sorts of noises that conversation was difficult. Then. too, although we were long way from the railroad station, we could hear every train whistle and ring. Really, 1t seemed as if all the freight trains on the road had back ed on a siding near by. just for the sake of giving us a concert"