. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . p? But he, at this, grew grave and distrait,for he had passed in a cab.—.Vei« YorkTrihvnc Wife and man has no right to stone his wife, buthe may rock his baby.—Chicngo News. His Interest Explained. It was at the Saturday night ball in theeast end of London. They met at the seconddance and sat out and danced alternatelyuntil, just after midnight, he resolved to un-burden his bosom of a load of care. Its very funny, Ethel, he whisi)eredtragically, but that glum-looking chap ov
. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . p? But he, at this, grew grave and distrait,for he had passed in a cab.—.Vei« YorkTrihvnc Wife and man has no right to stone his wife, buthe may rock his baby.—Chicngo News. His Interest Explained. It was at the Saturday night ball in theeast end of London. They met at the seconddance and sat out and danced alternatelyuntil, just after midnight, he resolved to un-burden his bosom of a load of care. Its very funny, Ethel, he whisi)eredtragically, but that glum-looking chap overthere by the conservatory door is a-follerinus wherever we goes. Wots is little game?Who is e? Ethel looked in the direction indicated andanswered nonchalantly: Im? Oh, es the bloke wot bought memv ticket. —ri7-B( ^ The Columbia Urn ^ LaJieiand QcniUmens figslaurant and Oyster Par 130 Liberty St. «no 135-137 Cedab St., New ^AYER & MEYER, ProprietoTelephone, 3709 Cortlandt. Our Speciality—Coffee and Tea drawnfrom our patented Columbia Urn an/Resta^Jrant Open Day and N lor YORK ight. Plainfield Sanitarium FINE LOCATION IN WATCHUNG MOUNTAINS New House, all kinds of Balhs, Packs, Electricity, Massage, Medicines. A quiet resting place for the worn-out business man and invalid. Booklet JUSTUS H. COOLEY, PLAINFIELD, N. cases not received PLEASE MENTION THE SUBURBANITE WHKN ADDnESSlNG ADVEUTISEUB 26 THE SUBURBANITE Latest Auto Song. My bonnii lies under the auto; My bonnie swears under the car;Weve sent to the city for some one And asked them to come where we lonesome, lonesome, Lonesome out where we are. My bonnie lies under the auto; My bonnie swears under the car;He cant get the engine to working And so we must stay where we lonesome, lonesome, Lonesome out where we are. Hes sent to the garage for some oneTo tow us to town before dark; He cant get the sprak plug to sparking,It simply refuses to spark. The spark plug, the spark
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