Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1890-08-26
MY INTIMATE FRIEND.

Iba Indications Of its presence were not so
In understood as they are now, so 1t was
Iot thought probable that any one In our
isigbborhood would be warranted in I'M
eTtaking expense in an attempt to bore
oil Spectators were not ready then
4 take upon themselves the expense Of
yoriDg, and my father did not feel able to
Indertake it. So he had toiled on, trying
1 he content with making both ends meet
-om what he could wrest from the soil
Dove.
Nv grandfather owned quite a tract of
Ind on one side of the highway running
rough the little country village of P,
Ipd the father of my most intimate friend
IWped an equally large tract adjoining us.
We had formerly lived just over the line
New York, and my principal objection
Then father decided to remove to grand
Ither's was that l should have to leave
| NJ most intimate friend behind me: but
Mere was no help for ii, and had man
/ red not only to survive it, but to lind an
Ither friend whom thought more nearly
Ierfect than any one who had gone before,
|,r | had had several intimates in the
purse of my fifteen years
BETTY, poor girl, is addicted to intimate
bends. was frequent saying of my old
y brother, Albert, as if they were a kind
tintoxicant i was unable to resist.
Such remarks never failed to send me to
lbigail Potter for sympathy, which / al
bays received. We were inseparable, and
then father once spoke Of returning to our
b home was the most violent opponent
the plan. could not leave Abigail
you'll get enough of Abigail some day."
Bill Aunt Kate.
"Yes," said grandmother. "Her tongue
hung in the middle, an wags both
Jays"
you should not be so intimate with
girl, mother added. you ought to
BARN that if eou can't keep your own Sc
ets no one will keep them for you"
Now really did not tell Abigail every
kme very near it; but / reasoned that 1t
5as natural to like to talk, and to have
tme sympathetic person to talk to. OF
turse we must have something to talk
bout, so where was the harm when she
AS my most intimate friends
Betty, want you this minute!' heard
bother call one morning from the back
Dor.
She's hangin' over the front gate with
lbigail," Aunt Kate replied.
So was, but hastened to the backyard,
here mother was anxiously dipping her
Eeins Of rags up and down in the big dye
little.
"Just keep stirring them so the dye won't
|ttle, while | get out your fathers seed
brn," she said.
was absently poking the rags when
|ohers voice floated down to me from the
! tic window she had just raised
80 the prospector has decided to do il,
|s hep
Yes" father replied. Hell begin by
lel4th. He's coming the Thursday afore
! bind the bargain and make payment"
Then we get it here by Tuesday,"
other asked eagerly.
No reason why not" said father.
Il hope SO. should be disappointed If
couldn't be done by the l2th: but the
pads are bad"
Well, it can be hauled six miles, good
had, less the bottom Of 'em falls clean
ht, father ended, with chuckle.
had not been especially interested in
e conversation until mother referred to
e ETH Tuesday, the 18th, was my birth
sy, and it flashed upon me that sit" must
something for me | followed up my
scovery with such conclusive argument
! my mind that in minute | was fully
lnyinced that sit" certainly must be
ano-something | had long wished for,
hd which no one in the neighborhood
ssessed. | became all ears at once as
ther went on: Don't let Betty get an
killing Of it,"
She hasn't the first suspicion of it. 1t
Ill be a complete surprise"
You know she couldn't keep it to her
If two minutes" he continued "The
otters would hear of it in less n no time ("
We'll, they won't" mother asserted,
Autting down the window, and in n few
oments she was back by my side
Dear me, Betty where are your Wits"
be exclaimed. In my excitement over
hat had heard just then gave the rags
pch vigorous poke that the dye over
owed and cloud Of ashes rose above the
ettle Here, Betty, give me that poker.
hd you go take those five dozen eggs up
NAN 'NOANs A<SkS dlt a hVNs
hatll come to sixty two cents an half.
et paper of needles - betweens-two
pools Of thread, a quarter Of tea, a pound
raisins and the rest in drilling"
His shillin' drillin', too, Betty, you
ear" grandmother called after me.
That II get a yard, and we'll get the half
ut this time. An, Betty, you watch an
Seth Merrill don't measure in his
lumb'
scarcely heard grandmother then,
Dough it all came back to me so clearly
terward; but | hurried away with the
- glad to escape the smoke and ashes
M aye stuff, and glad, too, of a chance to
hder over my coming surprise"
he eggs were being counted out at the
Tie country store when Abigail ran up
steps
thought you were herel" she cried. 81
g a half finish telling you what | was
Ang about this morning"
And I've got something to tell you"
gan lmpetuously, when a remembrance
i"lher's last words checked me. But
OlsalI wap't "the Potters," thought;
| Went on, only STIMULATING, But you
as'u breathe word of it"
As II / ever didr' she exclaimed, with