The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-02-20
MA'AM FULLER'S NAT.
"a Story From Life on the
Shores Of Puget Sound.
4 sLossoM or THE WOODLAND.
Ieve Ccmes Like . Sunmss SawA q
Forest Csbins - Well - d
City Mansions.

You AIR little the WINS fool ever see.D
Nam Fuller was filed with righteous
indignation for Mat had let the Gre 10 out.
II was after 10 o'clock, and from the
kitchen window were seen four men com.
ing toward the house. and Nam Fuller
knew that they were hungry.
Fly aroun', Mat, an get some kindiin'.
I'll go & the door an stave 'em Cd awhile.
though l know by the looks Of sem e
they're half starved"
Nam Fuller kept open house, ana
stragglers 70 meals aside from the boatmen.
who piled 1.-The Slough were frequent.
Mat, . tall, 1.-THE girl Of IL, went ont to the
vood-pile and proceeded TO split kindling
with an old hstchct. She looked mp a. the
men passed the corner Of the house. Three
young men and one middie-aged one, the
elder man last. There was something f.
miliar about this parsonage TO Nat, and
she looked again. This time the man was
looking at her and she caught his eye.
"A woodland beauty, by Joyei''
She heard him distinctly enough, and
her face flushed, and she turned TO the
kindling.
Its he. I'd know him anywhere" She
gathered her kindling. and with one look
toward the river. or the slough" as every
one thereabouts termed it, went in and
built the ire. Nam Fuller, in the adjoin-
Ing room, was entertaining the visitors In
her usual hearty. optimistic manner.
Thar bent emmy kentry ez kin beat this.
Why, Lam sakes, Thirty cents pound
fur all the butter We ken make, an aigs
never less nor tew bits, an thar's ter be .
railroad runnin' inter here afore long, an
then yell be q wantin' to buy town lots in
Fuller. An thar's everything herc-wafer
handy. timber emmy mount Here's whar
yewant ter stake yer money" She hustled
into the kitchen, her ample form Is en-
thusiastic as her tongue.
MAT, we'll hev Their fraish pork fried,
an them apple pies an tarts, an cut the
new bread, ven hev Their old fur milk
toast ter night.
Eyes, ma'am, and Mat, who knew very
well beforehand just what the order of
proceedings would be, quickened her
steps.
"If ye ken, Mat. jerk some of the green
garden sass. !"
.sYes. ma am"
Mrs. Fuller hustled into the other room.
men folks all gomez" asked the elder
gentleman.
. Yes; .osgin'"
No: only courla miles.
Whose camp"
'.Larkins's. Lookin' fur claims?'
The young men glanced at each other.
Two Of them nodded assent.
"IhaF's tew as good uns as ye ever see
further up. Jim ses they're ready ter be
jumped. an he'll show 'em TO We He's
located lots of 'em. Sorter in the busi-
ness. Jims my son." This last with
''When will Your SON be at homer"
.T'night likely. He's gone up Their
slough Ter locate q claim fer . man by the
name o. Dickson y
Gould you keep rs two over night7'
Laws yes A dozen of ye ef We like"
81 think will walk mp TO the camp after
dinner, If there viii be time to catch the
down boat" remarked the elder gentle
man.
Yes. you'll hev time. I'll les hurry up
things . leetle," and Mrs. Fuller hustled
out sgain.
You needn't go, unless you wish. /" said
the elder gentleman to the youngest Of the
II don't think care for the tramp. I'll
make myself comfortable here. What ii
you miss the boat?'
You better go right on in that case.
and tell your mother. so she won't worry.
Mr.. Farrell sauntered out to the porch and
Iii a cigar. His son sat down. took up
paper. looked at it, and threw il down in
DISGUST 1t was week old.
What will you do TO kill time. Seth ?,
wait for dinner, then take a look about,
] guess"
Mat came in at this juncture. The in
ward shrinking she felt showed itself in
her heightened color. and her quick rather
ierky movements. The three young men
looked up simultaneously. 10 Smart, the
silent one. thought of his best girl. whose
picture he. carried faithfully in his left
breast pocket, and looked away Seth
Henderson, seeing the girls embarrass-
ment, took a book from his pocket and
pretended to read. Arthur Farrell gave
her long, cool stare.
"Whew. Devilish pretsyl" he said I'M
der his breath, as the girl left the room. :.
Seth Henderson gave his employers son
adisgusted glance and began reading in
earnest Mat set the table noiselessly and
quickly. Nam Fuller hustled in and out.
talking. ordering, scolding, apologising,
iii in a breath.
Hewitt ennythin' fit ter eat terday.
Jes' Their time o. year when ever thin is
low. / low yer won't mex out meal,
lux'ries an the like"
Mat came in with a dish of steaming,
fragrant potatoes in one hand and a huge
platter of meat. emitting an appetizing
cdor, in the other. She caught Seth Hen
derson's eye as he looked at the table full
- Il
face bearning with satisfaction as she sur
veyed the decried repast. and hustled TO
The porch 10 call the Elder Farrell, and
both smiled. Mat was used TO waiting on
strangers They came as break in her
rather monotonous life, and she enjoyed il.
Ma m Fuller presided ut the coffee pot and
served hot coffee and the neighborhood
news.
Times hev changed in Seattle the las
two or three wears, Mr.. Farrell. ls yer
mill whar il used ter be!
Yes, but il is larger, and the wharf il
built away out"
Yer son in with ye?''
1oung Farrell looked up quizzically.
We'll, trying 10 break him In. Consider
able of colt vet"
'Jes' like his pap used TO be. bet, said
the old lady. with q laugh. MAT, help the
gen 'leman TO more bread. Laws. fhar's
!. plenty: baked fourteen loaves this morn
Very good bread. this" said Seth Hem
person, IS he thanked Mat and helped
himself 10 another slice.
Re t'o,her young man any relation TO
ye. Farrell"
No He is engineer at the mill. He is
% have week of. TO look mp land and
sound the tiU Der hereabouts. +"
struck the right piaee then. Ye'll hev
yer see the claims ! tote We of. an our gels
oown this way, an guess ven settle,
ana Nam Fuller heamed ST the young
man. She liked his looks, and she thought
o. her granddaughter.
henderson laughed too, looked Up, and
again caught Mats eye
Is that one OF your girls ?" be asked,
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