. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . nd manners—the haydust, so to speak, out of her you be so good as to tell me how youmanage it? The woman laughed softly and infcc-tiouslv. We dr)nl use nuich hay in Plainfield.^he answered. We do have every that the New York woman has—and the infinitely more valuable one whichlivintr in a subnrhan town gives. And that is? .\bsolute relief from the nerve-racking,deliriously exciting atmosphere of the city,which, like it or like it not, exhausts yourne
. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . nd manners—the haydust, so to speak, out of her you be so good as to tell me how youmanage it? The woman laughed softly and infcc-tiouslv. We dr)nl use nuich hay in Plainfield.^he answered. We do have every that the New York woman has—and the infinitely more valuable one whichlivintr in a subnrhan town gives. And that is? .\bsolute relief from the nerve-racking,deliriously exciting atmosphere of the city,which, like it or like it not, exhausts yournervous energy, saps your vitality, andsteals years from your life and the edgefrom your appetite, not alone your appetitefor dinner, but for the high and upliftingthings of life. Are you really the same Dolly Randallwho used to be the life of our little coterie?asked the man with the \an Dyke. The woman smiled at him, a winsome,dazzling smile. Xot at all, she averred. Cant yousee the diflference ? Cant you see what realliving has done for me? How it has mademc all over from a nervous, pleasure-seeking 14. U^ntranic to a ^ubiitban (Estate butterfly to a normal, healthy, happy, con-tented woman ? It isnt only the clear, rareair of the hills that blows into my windowsail day and all night; it isnt only the breathof the garden and the breadth of the widesky above me. It is partly the neighborli-ness of my neighbors, but more than allelse, it is the inestimable sense that here atlast I have a permanent place to stay—apermanent home, a place where I can, infact, hang my hat—our closets are realclosets—and rest in peace to the end oftime, if I wish. It is a feeling, the woman went on,which you who live in flats can never ex-perience. No matter how lovely, and sweet,and cosy they are. the\- are just flats, after all, simply temporary dwelling places,where you propose to stay only so long asthe people upstairs and downstairs and onboth sides of you are quiet and orderl} i
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