Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-07-09
THE LAND SALE.

eOulhpS anu sell tue IAN"
), /, INA, when the pinch comes, you
amt agoin TO get your own consent to
part with the old Homestead"
8 e, 'Geocge, now that the niggers are
free what is to keep down the bushes and
bFiarsS lone, lorn widow woman, and
one gray headed boy Of fifty you know
you are hfty, GEORGE can't manage all the
Ian aud stock we've got Sell the Ian.
George, and me and you will board at the
Exchange hotel in Richmond, with the
bong tong of Virginia, in style"
Ma" s !, 81 don't b'leeve you'll part
with your gums and gourds, not to live
with Queen Victoria and eat oyshters three
times day. | think know you better'n
you know yourself
Then ma got mad and cried and said
was ''impident and sassy to her" and I'd
oughter carry out her views and uphold
her"
Pa had never crossed her Twin. nor no.
body else, so II ended in my postin down to
fredericksburg in the carryaIl and putin
the plantation, crops, stock. etc. into the
hands of Mckay, Ian agent.
The town was alive with northern cant
talists and visitors at that time. Some
came 10 see about their dead, Inferred in
The great Union cemetery there it bein
soon after the war was over IL was like
the verse we used 30 say az school
Many came TO see the wonder,
10 seek for gold and search for plumber,
and some few to cast in their lots with
ours
Mckay told me Of a couple that got off
the tram that day. said the man was polite
TO his wife and gave Lame Bill a dollar.
Ian agent knows how to pick a gent
man right well, though not 80 well as an
ffsfa I'M
used TO tote the wood in for the parlor fire.
hang your horse, or carry him to water
and bring your boots.
Thinks /, "f'll drive EN- out, and show
the premises, while ma IS in the notion
30 out ! 40 with Mr. and Mrs. Sa1e n /
nice couple, rich and unhealthy, wanting /
to try southern ar
There was a cheerful blaze on the parlot 4
hearth. Ma b'leeyes in little blaze. ali |
the year 'rOun, though the weather was
mighty mild. Injun summer.
kesia, the COOK, tossed us up little hot
dinner in no time, for we We're hungry as
an army Of locusses after our drive. Drilled
ham an eggs, fried sassage and hoecakes.
and whilst ma poured out the coffee and
served cream and October peaches in the
gilt saucers I studied her face.
To my establishment she run ON about
the fashions--a thing she had took no
stock in since pa died
She wouldn't catch my eye and sortet
mistrusted her. but carried Mr.. Sage all
over the plantation, and he was delighted.
Just what he WAS in search OF. He
wanted everything as IL stood. The colts.
calves, hogs, fowls, hat, boots and all
Thought be would put a new barn here
and "A playhouse there and a VINEYARD
and double tie sheep in the medder.'p
Him and Mrs. Sage mapped IL off like
picture by the time they were ready 10
leave next day.
OF course | drove them back TO town.
twenty miles o rough roads, and mighty
busy time o year.
l and Mckay made all the arrangements
Tor the transfer Of the property, and come
on back home.
Still mistrustn o. ma KEEP cle'r O, the
subject. We both Stunned It, and durin I
the fOiiowin week I smoked a months al.
iowanee Of tobacco, and ma clicked and
ratified her knittin needles as If life de.
pended on her Rettin that sock finished.
and III be shot il she didn't knit the leg !
yard longi
Byme-by Mckay came drivin up in a
line double buggy, with Mr.. Sage, to nav !
down the first nstallment. !
When Cindy ushered 'efn IN ma dropped
her long sock leg and her hands commenced g
to trmble 9
1t was good sale. We were gettin all
we asked, and crackin price II was; for
ma thought her dirt was sight better'n Z
other folks dirt. Not hitch-nowhar. \
All Of us set talkin as friendly as you .
please round the blaze on the hearth. n
Little black Joe on his own 'sponsibility s.
hans 'roun waiter Of maiden blush =
apples, and Cindy, the house gal, not to be l
outdone, gifts out ginger cakes and foam.
In pitcher Of swos5 cider.
Maset shakin and trimbiy the whole en-.
duriH time q
Mr.. Sage he set back IN pas old stuffet r,
leather armcheer. with heels on the fender n
Ike comfort itself and diluted about the q
changes he'd mind 10 make. "
"A hundred Southdown Sheep for the ct
bill parster-an "grainn forty beeves;p NJ
ten acres in tutnips" and ten in celery" m
and all such wild talk ~ city farmers In. N
iulge In ri
Finally the pen waa dipped and handed 70
ma, but 'sted er tn!iin IL she clincbed her b.
hands together hard, and iaughin tremu- in
GUS little pitifui laugh, ~ e: ca
"Mr. Sage, do sou know how high corn be
grows on this piantation~
s. e, NO num- pr
"TheH ri tell'-- hoidin her hand foot an
'boye the carpa-"exactly 70 high and no ha
higher. Then the blades turn rusty and sti
ed and flop over Ike dog ears, and n little ex
lubbiD comes. the size Of my finger he
Mr.. Sage sorter smiled. for be had com. 60
nented on the big cornstnbs In the field. w
da gave another dry laugh, and 3 'e ab
your sheep will all die. There amt wi
nough grass ON the uplan's 10 parster a mr.
abbit, and the medders are pizsnous with ar
hills and fevers, and we're subject 10 DC
neumonia aud mumps and measles, and
70 the worst kind Of luck 10 move Mt your
me Of life, anyhow" {
Mr.. Sage says very gently. a,
MADAM, frespec' your feelin'a, and they ~,
'alked out on the porch -.
Thar fsstaf t..f