Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1890-09-04
rIElD fAlRHAVEN WASHINGTON, sEpTEMRER

IN the Exploded Anticipations' from hi.
9ay on III glveyou your own price-wbeu
Jug IL out OF the mine-and II the olain,
never pans out, why we will starve 70.
gether, that's all" w
ANA SO 1t came about that the unprofit-
aole mine was worked with redoubIad
Vlgor' ana as industry usually brings q
commensurate reward the finances al tho
urn SLOWLY improved and gradually little
additions were made to the furniture of tba
shanty on the pine Swallowed slope. and
nhaiiy the shanty itself was replaced by n
larger and better one.
Not that Cobb and Brundige were be.
coming wealthy or above the necessity ~
daily toll. On the contrary, they worked
harder than ever rarely allowing them.
selves the luxury of days hunt. And slim.
ulated out of his old loafinR habits Inv the
example set by the junior member of the
firm the diminutve "seniorn even began
10 growl at the necessary delays incidental
10 the preparation of meals.
six hours out'n the twentv-four sne,t
a-irying slapJacks and sowbelly," he would
growl angrily. 'No wonder we can't get
GRIM
1t was only smile of enjoyment due to
TINS delicious coffee" Brundige would de
precatingly remark. by the way, Andy,
WHAT'S the matter with hiring us hay
then Chinee' as grub slingeri"
oh, yessee! Me likee billed lats Him
Dellee good Club" sneered Andy, with a
happy mimicry OF the Celestian sang froid.
"Durn Chinaman, sayr'
u tell ye, my son." Cobb placidly re-
marked one morning as the partners of the
Busted Hopes" sat down to discuss their
frugal meal, ''this here alfred way of
eternally trottin' around town with burnt
fingers, greasy breeches an -four all over
my bloomin' countenance has got to stop.
That's what it has Jest look at OF Andy
right now-plastered with batter an spat-
tered with bacon fat an bean soup! Amt
l a picturS'
Get yourself an apron" advised Ed
Il amw exclaimed Cobb, with startling
decision. AN apron an dress: YES, a.
big mother hubbard; that's what Oh,
yes, I'm goin' ter git 'em. An I'll git me
sun bonnet an polynee an some but
toned shoes an lace collar n foot high:
an'-yes, by goshenl-Pll git me some one
to wear 'em, toor'
Having relieved his mind by this little
outburst the miner quietly assaulted the
ham and eggs, coyertly watching his COM
panion meantime.
Going to hire alady cook, chr" inquired
Ed carelessly. Wont you find that an
expensive luxury, and besides difficult to
secure out here in the wildsf"
"Too much soda in these biscuits" grum-
bled Andy, IAN the eggs are burnt an
the ham cut too thin. That's allus the
way when fool man tries ter cook. Ed,
my lad, Pm goin' to commit allymony."
"What?"
YES, l am, sure as-as eggs! You
wouldn't think it ter look at me, but I'm
jest as good as married man right now"
Brundige had grown too well acquainted
with surprises of all kinds to express any
emotion at this. But Cobb noticed with
panied interest that his friend refused or
neglected to offer the congratulations
usually rendered upon such occasions and
that there was troubled look shining in
the blue orbs gazing so vacantly out at the
open doorway.
Rising under the weak pretense of at
teoding to something upon the hearth,
great hearted Andy, half remorseful in the
midst of his happy anticipations, sided
around the table and of a sudden laid one
biawny hand tenderly on his friends
shoulder.
ut was all along of my sickness, oil boy,
an havin' you here waitin' on me like a
baby an knowin' that II you was to 60 an
Fave me alone, all alone ag'in," he faltered,
and tears shone in his usually laughing
eyes.
mot that I'd ever thought of sech a
thing If I'd knowed you'd have keered," he
went on, deprecatingly. Thinks l, with
dear little woman in the shanty ter keep
straight, it'll seem more like
home ter the lad. Jest think of it, Ed.
nothin' ter trouble us when we come i'm.
tired, from the mines. Regular hotel Twin
"A squar meal, a good smoke; an long
rest on the bench by the door, with the lit
tie woman ter knock a tuneout' n the guitar
for us-she's sumner for musician Won
know
Self reproachful for the fault that had
narred his friends picture of coming hap
piness, Ed checked further utterance y
laying a shapely brown hand across the
bearded lips.
II know that you are, or ought to be, the
iappiest man in the world" he cried, half
bitterly. "Don't mind the selfishness of a
,rabbed, i'll natured crank, who would
allow the memory Of his own sorrow to
shadow the happiness Of others. Going TO
De married. Here, hearty hand shake on
hat, Andy. That's right! Now, old boy,
it down again, and tell me all about it"
"It's like leaf out n dime novel, amt
&" responded Andy, with isusual cheer
illness returned. II know'd her years ago
we went to school together, me an her
IN when heered that she was still an OIL