The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1883-01-05

| just bursting through their green calyx
es, and the yellow daffodils glistenet
with dew.
"What shall dop" she said to her
self. IL love Simon with all my heart
i would have married him if he had for
ty mothers! But l can see this mother
in-law OF mine has made up her MINI
to make trouble betwe cen us vet. Poor
Simon is destined to be the battlefield
over which we two must strive for su.
premacy-for l will never share ms
husbands heart and home with any wo-
man,
And after long walk and much med
itation, Mrs. Simon went in to break
fast with cheeks like roses and serene
brow.
"Simon," said she, II believe | shall
take that dear little north room for a
studio. The light is perfect, and |
think the dreamy rustic of those linden
trees would inspire the dullest imagina-
ton! And"
''Quite out of the question:" briskly
interrupted Mrs. Jenkins, who had
taken the seat behind the coffee-urn
without even inquiring her daughter-in-
laws wishes on the subject. II have
used that apartment for linen-room
ever since the house was built"
"And that lovely green lawn under
che south window" calmly added Mrs.
Simon. 1T is the very place for stone
sun-dialr'
"Nonsenser' interjected Mrs. Jenk-
ms.
Simon looked with troubled eyes from
Alicia to his mother and then back again.
But Alcia's smile was rs sweet and i'm
perturbed rs if she had not heard hef
mother-in-law's remarks.
There's going to be trouble" said
Simon to himself. II can feel the cleo
tricity in the air!''
And he hurried off to the Office as
soon after breakfast rs he could.
Alicia remained downstairs to try the
tone of the grand piano for a little
while; but when she went up to her
room she found her mother-in-law
ruefully inspecting the piles of dant-
lily embroidered clothing which the
bride had left lying on the chairs and
sofa.
"Rufliesr' she exclaimed dolorously,
when she saw Alicia. "And flutings!-
And tucks! And puffs! We have no
Chinese laundries here, Mrs. Simonr
'You have servants, ] suppose"'
carelessly uttered Alicia.
mot enough to do up such fripperes
as these!" sourly responded Mrs. Jenk-
ms.
"You don't like themp" sweetly ques-
toned Mrs. Simon.
Nor was the sharp reply.
"What blessing it is that you don't
have to wear them!' said Alicia with a
little yawn.
aren't you going to put up these
things. Mrs. Simonp" sharply queried
her mother-in-law.
'No," said the young wife serenely.
"Who lisp For l suppose you didn't
bring lady's maid with youp" snapped
the old lady.
mo one" calmly replied Alicia. Il
am going to have them taken to the
large room with the bay window, as
soon rs Rebecca is ready to attend me-"
"Rebecca is my servant, and shall
allow no such performances" said Mrs.
Jenkins, turning very red.
'Rebecca is my husbands servant"
D.
moncy-and she will obey my orders,
or shall know the reason why!'
At that moment the unfortunate Re-
becca presented herself, all smiles, to do
Mrs. Simon Jenkins behests.
'Rebecca," said the bride. 'you may
carry these things to the big south room
and arrange them in the drawers of the
chiffonnier there"
"Rebeccar' shrieked Mrs. jenkins,
senior, ''go back to your work this in
stantr'
Rebecca hesitated an instant looked
from one Mrs. jenkins to the other, and
then took up the basket of laces and
collars.
Eyes, mr. said she, and tripped away
down the hall, i'm obedience to Mrs. ST.
mons's gestures.
"WhO is mistress of this housep"-
cried Mrs. Jenkins, half choked with
rage.
Il am" said Alicia. "And intend to
rule it after my own fashion. am no
poor, pale consumptive to be bulled by
look, nor palpitating invalid, to trem-
BILE at frown. 1 am woman who
knows her rights, and who intends that
they shall be respected! If you don't
like the manner in which / manage the
house, you are at liberty to leave i'll
But, as long as you chooJe to treat me
with due respect, shall be most happy
to have you here as my guestr'
"As-your-g uest!' gasped Mrs.
jenkins. "Neverr'
'.As you please" said Alicia indiffer-
emily.
"Ill leave the house firstp'
'.That is entirely for you to decide"
said the bride.
And Mrs. jenkins bounced out of the
room and went straight to her son'slaw
office.
"Simon," she sputtered, 'Pve been
Treated shamefully. That upstart girl
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"Motherr'