. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . in detail. Then there were nightly .sessions ofneighborhood cats on the back sessions were always piolonpedand evidently always tothe following night; rain or shine. But why continue. These things,trivial as they may seem, wore en do I Iemember one morning Iwas so nerve-racked that I refi sed togrant one of our little darling childrenhis request for candy money. Thiswas hard—for him. It was not the cornet, or the voicein training, or the early riser, o
. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . in detail. Then there were nightly .sessions ofneighborhood cats on the back sessions were always piolonpedand evidently always tothe following night; rain or shine. But why continue. These things,trivial as they may seem, wore en do I Iemember one morning Iwas so nerve-racked that I refi sed togrant one of our little darling childrenhis request for candy money. Thiswas hard—for him. It was not the cornet, or the voicein training, or the early riser, or Fideand Tabiiy, or the milk wagons, or thealarm clock, or the l)ack fence felinesessions, or anything else individually,but collectively, it was too nuich. Sowe moved. We did not move to another the contrai-y, we moved over to New THE S U B r R B A \ IT E 11 Jersey, where we have a cosy and sion that no one can feel who tries to home-like cottage. exist in a Harlem flat. What there are do not dis- People exist in flats, turb us. We enjoy a sense of posses- People live in their own On lliL uulilviili ul .1 Jcitty CcnuJ SuUrL 12
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