. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . —who was never quiet for long at a time—stood silent and awed on the pine carpet ofthe woods, the spicy, piney air exhilaratingand vivifying, Carasaljo, limpid and sap-phire in the cool wind and reflecting thedeep green of her pine guard, and the tieecywhite clouds that flecked the blue. Lakewood! Lakewood! Lakewood!the girl said softly, over and over a wonderful place you are! Howcan people stay away from you so long—somany years and years! It must be becausethey dont kn
. The Suburbanite; a monthly magazine for those who are and those who ought to in interested in suburban homes . —who was never quiet for long at a time—stood silent and awed on the pine carpet ofthe woods, the spicy, piney air exhilaratingand vivifying, Carasaljo, limpid and sap-phire in the cool wind and reflecting thedeep green of her pine guard, and the tieecywhite clouds that flecked the blue. Lakewood! Lakewood! Lakewood!the girl said softly, over and over a wonderful place you are! Howcan people stay away from you so long—somany years and years! It must be becausethey dont know you. Jnst to think of it—■ you have been here for goodness knows howlong, and I have been living, self-satisfiedand ignorant, not fifty miles away. Oh,what people miss by not coming here!There never was so pretty a lake—and suchpines! But there was much for the girl to ex-claim over that day. She was never toforget the beautiful homes—the quaint andlovely residences that spoke to her—becauseshe had studied architecture and knew alittle bit about the romance of windowsand cornices and chim
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