Evening Star Newspaper, April 28, 1929, Page 97

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—GRAVURE SECTION—APRIL 28. 1929. A Bride’s Best Friend Is Her Mother By W. E. Hill (Copyright, 1929, by the Chicago Tribine Syndicate.) “Oh, dear, I can’t remember for the life of me whether the month of May is spelled M-a-y or M-a-e! Could you tell me which is right?” This is what usually happens when the bride's mother is a lone widow lady, not used to being alone. Like as not she will go on a trip to get used to Gladys not being ‘round the house any more. And what with Gladys’ nuptials bringing back memories of her own wedding day, she will get to feeling romantic and will start exerting magnetism on nice old gentlemen in the hotel writing room. Once the ice is broken, they have a beautiful time talking about the 5 —— % = weather for this season of the year and rheumatism and People who are sentimentally inclined love to imagine neuritis and what to do for acidity. the bride’s mother on the wedding day, with a sweet sad smile and the salt tears trickling down, imploring the groom to shield her birdling from the cruel world with its barbs and briers. Of course, this does happen on occasions, but more often than not a doting mamma will sneak the groom into a corner and say: “Now remember, Ashley, Hazel is far from perfect and her father and I have had to stand a lot from her. So don't expect any saint!” “For goodness sake, Pattie, don’t get harping on your sinus, or the callous on your heel, or L your indigestion, till after the honeymoon! There seems to be a theory among brides H d % % Because he won’t be the least bit interested.” that mamma likes nothing better than being 7 ’ sent out on an errand to the shops with a i : sample of something to match—the idea being It's been an hour in the fireless cooker already that it gives her something to do. and there seems to be a queer gray fuzz on the crust. -Oh, mother, I do wish you'd call a taxi and come over and look at it!” “Helen, dear, I shall be so happy when the patter oi baby feet resound throughout these rooms. It will be such a joyous day when dozens of baby faces greet me with cries of ‘Grandma'!” The mother of the bride seldom realizes that a brand-new son-in-law is very shrinking and easily startled. Those little heart-to-heart talks be- tween mother and daughter should ever take place be- hind closed doors. “I honestly believe, Milton, that I never saw such a perfect piece of inlay work in all my days!” >u,~c«i|>m)lc to flattery, and, be he ever so humble, a bride's mother should manage to find something openly. A young husband is intensely b e “What'’s the good word today, Blanche?” The groom who starts about her son-in-law to admire married life by calling his ma-in-law by her first name will stand 100 per cent strong.