The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1881-03-24
.sehs HER SONS WIFE.

sch p HER SONS WIFE.
essfs" OF, Tom! Tom! did not think she
could be So, cruelr' .sf.
Il, The speaker was an elderly woman,
in widows weeds, and the picture she
Z, was gazing at showed girIish face.
fair and delicate, with dimpllng cheeks
and spairs of soft blue eyes.
Tom. Raymond was his mothers idol
-at, least, as much of an idol as was
consistent with her devout adherence
: tothe Decalogue; but her love for him
had that unselish quality that always
characterizes true mother-love, and
when he brought home his young wife,
she took the girl to her heart at once.
thanking Tomwith genuine pleasure for
giving Der SO sweet q daughter. And
for time everything went smoothly,
the young people making it point to
go "Mother's at least once q week.
to take tea and spend the evening. just
how the alienation began it would be
difficult to tell To Tom and his moth
erf was always a mystery, neither of
thenfbeing conscious of harboring any
,unkindly feeling. Perhaps an untimely
suggestion in regard to the hygienic
treatment of the baby had something to
do with it, for Lita was a warm adyo-
cate of Soothing Syrup of which
nostrum Mrs. Raymond, Senior, had a
wholesome abhorrence; and perhaps it
was partly due to Toms frequent .allu-
-siohs to his mothers skill in preparing
his favofite dishes young husbands are
prone to affiict the souls of inexperi-
enced wives by their outspoken allegi-
ance to the traditions Of the mothers in
culinary affairs; but, whatever. NAV
have been the entering wedge, the
breach had gradually widened, until all
intercelHse between the old home and
the pew was practically at an end.
Even after matters had reached this
unhappy pass Tom continued to make
his mothers name q household word:
hitene evening, when, with little Phil
on his knee, he began, talking of
Grandma Lita angrily interrupted
81 wonder that you ever consented
70 leave that mother of yours! One,
would think there was not another such
on the face Of the earth!'"' she cried, a
red spot burning on either cheek. j
fpmR looked at her for an instant, his
nne gray eyes widening to their utmost
limit
There are not many, like her." he
said, quietly; but after that he never
praised his mother in Lita's hearing..
q VHe day Aunt o1ruesdale, a relative
whom Lita had not seen for wears.
walked in, with her satchel and UNI
orelia, and announced her intention of
making weeks visit. i.
hat a sweet-lookinc old ladvr'g
she eXeiaimed the next morning, hold
ng up photograph that she hadfound
buried under a Heterogeneous ,collec-
uon OF discarded 6ric-a- 6rac, from which
Lta had told her to help herself to
whatever she fancied. "Who is she.
dear?' ,qt -, - = A1'
That! o! that's TOMS motherr'
SAID Lita, indif1erently. a
Tour husbands mother! Why, child,
You must take me to see her. know
shall like her. KS al
we are not ON visiting TERMS an
sWered dita, ooldly.- 2 ~@
Not ON visiting terms?'' repeated
Aunt True, anxiously. "My dear child,
Ahopesibis not your fanlt." SR~cT
;. am sure | don't know whose fault |
y is said Lita, pettishly. Aunt True,
! inuStn forget to show you my musi-
eal alnums 1t is a real cnriosity.'' But |
aunt True was not to be turned from |
the subject in hand. 1lT77
~ y hoeveri is to blame it is all wronp.
Gear She said, earnestly. "A wife |
VINO sets herself against her husbands |
friends !; loses what she can never re gain
ID ne. husbands. regard. Especially
ought his mother to be sacred to her.
remember, he can never have another
~ ,hho'ner' andfo his sake, no matter what
s sne trouble has been, you ought to be
mhlsndly nhal with her, 1 beg of you, dear
ennld, not to letit 60 on so another day."
put the good words fell on stony
Ssonnei n tai and when, on the day before
thanksgiving. Tom ventured to hint /
.ilas ne would like to ask his mother to
.ake thanksgiving dinner with them.
a, Ll.a promptly answered that she had
Mieady invited as many guests as the
'anle would accommodates.
h&oAt u EF-S< ~ ullc taoy Sdb at
SsIeaklast, " a note was received from
ars. S;a raymond begging Tom to bring
aas NV wlle and boy toyspend Thanksgiving
.sn :. Y1rssaa.,, a.is to l,ssrto e..sf { =
n ! Lou Lou will go, won't you, dearyp'
Aad sIems eagerly. laS-s - =
|. NO, will not,'' answered Lita.
ou can CO. if you like; but as I
.sa you before, I have invited COM
ph paay 70 dinner and it would be some
"1ss awkward to have you ABSENT
|. Il t9m pushing back his scarcely tasted
: !, ,eaSlast, rose from the table in grim
'sasnce and marched off, without even
s'sng, !, q her his usual goodbye kiss.
!. 80 !, foor mother!" he said to himself
.nu, = though he had intended to write at
y pace, ne put it off until the last thing
olVle leaving the office, hoping for
,S.,e .saS message from Lita that might
,na ,nanse the tenor of the answer; but
= 'ole came, and when at last he took .
az r. 1ls pen ne was strongly tempted to
'"s 'hat ne and little Phil would come. |