. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . urg, and thence over the Cen-tral to P^lizabethport. returning toTrenton the same evening by the NewJersey and Camden and Arnboy Rail-road. 12 THE SUBURBANITE The Belvidere Delaware RailroadCompany have tendered a special trainleaving Warren Street, to-nioirow, Fri-day at nine oclock, A. M. John 0. Stearns,Supt. Central R. R. D. Hope, Secretary. About 200 invited guests attendedand the dinner was a notable event inthe history of the hotel. Following, onMarch 23. 1859, Senate b
. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . urg, and thence over the Cen-tral to P^lizabethport. returning toTrenton the same evening by the NewJersey and Camden and Arnboy Rail-road. 12 THE SUBURBANITE The Belvidere Delaware RailroadCompany have tendered a special trainleaving Warren Street, to-nioirow, Fri-day at nine oclock, A. M. John 0. Stearns,Supt. Central R. R. D. Hope, Secretary. About 200 invited guests attendedand the dinner was a notable event inthe history of the hotel. Following, onMarch 23. 1859, Senate bill No. 164was approved by Governor William , being a supplement to An act to incorporate the Somerville andEaston Rail Road Company—grant-ing an extension from Elizabethport toJersey City across Newark Bay as atpresent. During Fritts management it waswidely known as a Democratic Hotel,but the Republicans also were wont toassemble there by his consent. Theleading men of New Jersey were enter-tained, and almost everyone visitmgSomerville stopped there, as it bore thereputation of being first Ebb Tide Nathan Haskell Dale, in Harpers Weekly Have you ever gene a-sailing all a livelongsummers day, While the gulls are circling round you—whiteand brown and buff and gray, And the porpoise, off a gun-shot, plows his way, And the coy and modest zephyr in the riggingsings her lay. And you watch the clouds like lambkins intheir azure pasture play? How delightful, how inspiring, how exhila-rating—gay When your keel slips thro the billows and thebright yachts dot the bay! But returning hungry, sunburnt, weary, eager for the distant dock,Suddenly you feel the sailboat pause with short subversive shockAnd in agitating crankiness begin to roll and rockAnd at all your anxious efforts like a bronco seems to mock,While the .saucy squawking seafowl toward their island nignt-roost flock,Crying:—Hiawatha! Lower wather, it is after seven oclock!And you find to
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