Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1876-01-01
A LIVELY BRIDAL TOUR.

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red ears and maiden whiskers, and the
third was the brides mother. They
were at the Grand Trunk depot, yester-
day morning, to take the train West.
The young man clasped the young wife's
fat hand, rolled up his eyes, and they
seemed happy, while the mother-in-law
paraded up and down the sitting-room
with lordly air and seemed we'll salts
fed. Pretty soon the groom went out,
and when he returned he threw five
popcorn balls and a big bar of peanut
candy into the BRIDES lap, and handed
the old lady another. She turned up
her nose, raised her spectacles, and
thus addressed the young man with red
ears:
See here, Peter White, you are mar
ried to Sabintha, nin't your
Why, of course"
"And have right to feel an inter
est in you?"
"Of course"
"And we are now on your bridal
tower, amt we?''
Yes"
"Well, now, you've been squander-
ing money all along, Peter; you took
hack; you bought oysters; you bought
O jack-knife, and you've just thrown
money away. I feel that it is my duty
to tell you to hold up before you make
fool of yourself"
" Whose money is this ?" he asked
growing red in the face.
"It is yours, and what is yours is
Sabintha's, and it is my duty as her
mother to speak out when l see you
fooling your money away"
81 guess can take care of my mon
ey," he retorted.
:" Perhaps you can, Peter White, but
there are those in your family who
can't"
He struggled with his feelings as
the bride shook her head at him, and
then asked:
" Did marry you?"
" No, sir, you didn't, you little bow
legged apology for man; but I have
right to speak for my daughter"
You can speak all you want to, but
I want you to understand that I can
manage my own affairs, aud that I
don't care for your advice"
Peter White" she slowly respond
ed, waving the peanut candy close to
his nose, "I see we've got to have a
fuss, and wo might as we'll have it now"
"Ma! mai" whispered the bride,
pulling at the old lady's shawl.
I" You needn't ma me, Sabintha!
This Peter White has deceived us both
about his temper. and I'm going to tell
him what I think of himl He COM
menced this fuss, and we'll see who'll
end it," ....
"You mind your business, and Til
attend to mine," growled Peter.
"Oh, You humpback hypocritep she
hissed, jabbing at his eye with the pea
nut bar. "Only month ago you
called me Mother Hull and was 60
ing. to give me. the hest room in the
new house
of mine" he exclaimed.
Sand I don't want one, you red
cared hypocritsp'
Don't Peter--dont mar sobbed
the bride.
cts my duty, Sabintha, it's your
mother's-l" He
Don't cry, Sabby," he interrupted; +;
don't mind what she says!"
" Try to set my daughter up against
me, will you?" Kissed the old lady, as
she brought the peanut bar down on
his nose.
| "Oh! NAL" yelled the bride.
|, F." You old wretch" Kissed Peter, as
he clawed at her.
"None OF the Whites will ever run
over mer exclaimed the mother-in-law,
as she got hold of his shirt-collar and
hauled around. .
" I'll knock your old"
| "You can't knock nothing" she in
terrupted, backing bin against the ia
bic.
"Mal Oh-h-h! mar howled Sabintha.
The dozen other passengers in the
room who had been interested and
amused listeners, here interrupted,
and Peter was released from the old
lady's grasp, his collar having been torn
off and his cheek scratched. ., i
ct expected this and prepared for
itr'' painted the mother-in-law, as she
leaned against the wall. " This doesn't
end it, by any means! This bridal tow
er will come to stop tomorrow, and
then we'll see whether I've got any
business to speak up for Sabintha OF
not!'
AS the train moved away the old la
dy wore grim smile, Sabintha was
weeping, and Peter was struggling with
another paper collar
E Near New Haven boiler-iron
deer is arranged to run down an in
clined plane with the motions of life.
1t is to be used as q target by rifemen.
SE Work was suspened on. the new
capitol, at Albany. last week, on ac-
count of the extreme cold.