Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1897-07-15
MISCELLANEOUS.
The Brides Mistake.

"Oh, Harry, how beautiful is
this J" cried Sophie Garland, clasp
ing her little plump hands with de-
light. Il never dreamed that Won
had prepared such home as this for
mew
" Love in cottage, eh ?" said
Harry Garland, looking down with
eyes Of amused admiration at his
pretty young bride. "But you see,
Sophie, l thought this would be
much nicer than London lodgings I!
For the summer months, at least"
Cloverdale was the prettiest of
Gothic cottages, all embowered in
blooming lilacs, fragrant tressess of
honeysuckle and climbing roses.
There was Il little lawn shorn close
as green plush, a running brook
bridged over with cedar. nailed
planks, and the smallest of grottoes,
where the drip of a cascade was lost
among ferns and irises.
I" It's just charming" said Mrs.
Garland, who had filled both hands
with tulips, daffodils and early roses.
~ never dreamed of anything so
lovely! And there is cabinet
piano in the drawing room, and real
stained glass windows in the library,
and the quaintest sun dial | ever
saww
And plenty of spare rooms if
my mother should wish to spend the
summer with u.s." said Mr.. Garland.
carelessly.
Sophie's face fell, all of a sudden.
The roses and daffodils drifted to the
ground she came close to Harry
and began nervously playing with
the middle button of his coat.
Harry" she said, C don't want
to seem ungraciOus, but-but per-
haps it is best to have an under.
standing on this question at once"
"On what question ?" said Harry,
somewhat bewildered.
"On the mother-ip-lawq question, -
courageously answered Sophie.
Harry burst out laughing.
"My dear child" said he, "who
has been filling your little head with
nonsense 2"
1t isn't NONSENSE" said Sophie,
:" But / have made up my mind
never to let our domestic peace be
imperiled by such an element as this.
And II can't consent to receive
your mother here, Harry"
Mr.. Garland whistled low and long.
"The deuce you can't !" said he.
"You won't ask it, will you dear p,
coaxed the young wife, in her sweet.
est accents.
elf you only knew my mother,
Sophie," he began.
But don't know her," pleaded
land / don't want to know her."
am sure you would like her,
Sophie-and l am positively certain
you could not help loving her,"
AS If there ever could be any re-
lationship nearer than armed neu-
trality between mother and daugh
ter-in-law," satirically observed Mrs.
Garland. "No, Harry, it is too
dangerous an experiment to try.
You will let me have my own way
in this matter, will you not ?n she
added, caressingly. "It is the first
favor ] have asked of you"
"Of course you are the mistress
here" said Garland, feigning an in.
difference that he did not feel. 81
do not intend to oppose your wishes
in any respect"
And Sophie stood on tiptoe to kiss
him, by way of reward.
After this discussion it is hardly
necessary to say that Mrs. Henry
Garland was no little surprised, two
or three days subsequently, by the
arrival Of handsome cab at the
gate, loaded down with trunks, auC
the appearance Of a juyenile-lo looking
elderly lady, very mnch powdered
and frizzled, with an eighteen-year
old bonnet and a parasol which {
schoolgirl might have envied. So
phie started from the nest in the gar
den where she was reading Dante.
"Mamma!" she exclaimed.
Eyes, darling, it's me-" said Mrs
Percy, her mother. CT was on my
way to see Scarboro'; 80 though
l would surprise you and dear Har
old"
And she gave Sophie q succession
of kisses, which were very strongl,
favored with rose powder, and beck
oned the cabman to bring in tn
trunks.
Four" said she. "And a bon
net-box, and an umbrella strap, an,
two travelling bags. / believe tina
| Is all Nv DARLING Sophio what