The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1877-02-08

At once. | never will betray you--never!'
And here the wretch went of into an
othet fit Of laughter more irrepreSsibl'
than the first.
Sue flushed TO the temples, "Harry
what are you laughing at?" she de
mand0d.
"lll tell you, dear, on Christmas day
in the morning. That's exactly tive
months from to-day, Put it down in
your tablets along with your dentists
appointments !" ndgiving..Suc a very in
considerable hug, which nearly sheok
down the structure Of puts and braids
she was adjoining her head with, he left
her TO finish dressing.
Poor little Susan life became n disap-
pointment to her, Mrs, Tempest never
went into the kitchen, never shifted at
her new daughters ineXpcricncc or ig.
n0rance, intcricred with housekeeping,
or found fault with the housckccpers,
She was simply a gucstinher sons home,
ready to give advice and assistance,
when it was asked, with wonderful wis
dom and judgment, but ncverintruding,
If her children wanted her society they
could always have it for the asking; II
they did not she WA neither hurt nor
angry. She knew all that n third person
il not always welcome, however dear
and she remembered--what woman so
often forget-that her son was now q
grown man, with his W home and
family, and deserving Il certain respect
~ such not n boy to be lecturcd, scold-
ed, humorcd, and snapped at az ii he
were ten years old, ana still under
parental government,
She learned, too, to love sue, the
swcct.naturcd, h%igh.spirlted, and I'M
puIsivc creature, for herself, rs well rs for
%lIarry's sake and Susan before the two
months were gone had called her
"mothcr" with all her heart, and learned
to find in her the same comfort and help
she had drawn from her own parent, if
in lesser measure than the lifelong and
natural tie afforded.
90 mother" exclaimed she n day
as Mrs, Tempest sat beside her soothing
her with tender ways and soft hands in
the anguish of a racking headache, chow
c5uld I ever think mothers in-law were
dreadful %
Mrs. Tempest laughed. Only dear
mothers in-law are just like other
people. II Il woman is sweet, sensible,
patient, unselfsh and good she will be
loved in.any sort Of place or relation; il
she is dominecring, high.tempered, selfish,
or disagrceable in other ways, her own
will not love her or anybody
else. 1t is not the relation that is in
fault, but the individual. Haven't you
that out|
81 don't think Pyc found out any.
thing but that | love you dearly, if you
are my mother.in-law," replied sue,
with n very tender kiss.
eyes, you have, Sue" put in Harry,
who had entered the room from the door
behind the bed, with an ominous.looking
and glass in his hand; "yOu'vc
found out at least Il week before the time
why | laughed the day We came home at
your prophetic troubles, The idea OF
anybody dreading my mother! DIR.
Mathews says you must have this, madam,
for your headache a specific, he says it
is. SO suppose you drink a health di'
rcctly TO mothcr-in.law %
ono, sir--if you please, | mean"
"Mcekncss!' said Harry, in a stage
aside.
But Sue went on-"TN drink II health
to my mother in.law with all my heart
Long may she wave!" choruScd liar.
ry.-Hoac Terry Cookc, in Hvpcr's Ba:ar