in far countries, like the pollen-powdered bee sucking honey in the
flowers, bring as rare a treasure as they find.




URBS AND RUS.


Mr. Tibs, who has an observing eye for many aspects of life, lately
informed the Easy Chair of his conclusion that there are some serious
objections to a suburban residence. This is a subject in which so many
intelligent and judicious readers of these pages are interested, that
the Easy Chair could not be indifferent to Mr. Tibs's conclusions. The
population which "sleeps out of town," which goes and comes daily to
and from the neighborhood of every great city in every part of the
country, is immense and increasing, and it has always rather an air of
lofty sympathy and pity for those who still cling to the "sweet
seclusion of streets." This is the more observable and amusing because
the denizens of town upon their part assume that their fellow-creatures
who resort to the country as a residence are mainly impelled by
motives of economy. For who would live out of town if he could live
comfortably in it?

"You must find it very annoying to be tied to exact hours of trains
and boats," says Urbs to Rus, "and it is not the pleasantest thing in
the world to be obliged to pick your way through the river streets to
the ferry, or wait at stations. However, you probably calculated the
waste of time and the trouble before you decided to live in Frogtown."