This town's already
spreading; bicycles and trolleys have been doing their share, but the
automobile is going to carry city streets clear out to the county
line."
The Major was skeptical. "Dream on, fair son!" he said. "It's lucky
for us that you're only dreaming; because if people go to moving that
far, real estate values in the old residence part of town are going to
be stretched pretty thin."
"I'm afraid so," Eugene assented. "Unless you keep things so bright
and clean that the old section will stay more attractive than the new
ones."
"Not very likely! How are things going to be kept 'bright and clean'
with soft coal, and our kind of city government?"
"They aren't," Eugene replied quickly. "There's no hope of it, and
already the boarding-house is marching up National Avenue. There are
two in the next block below here, and there are a dozen in the half-
mile below that. My relatives, the Sharons, have sold their house and
are building in the country--at least, they call it 'the country.' It
will be city in two or three years.
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