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Jane Aydelot's face whitened, and her hands closed involuntarily on one another as she waited. "I must have you and Asher Aydelot reconciled. What can I tell him of you?" The pink flush returned to the pale cheeks. "Let him read my will. I copied it when I had your telegram two days ago. I cannot give him my property; Uncle Francis' will forbids it. But take the copy with you.
"Look here, Private Thaine Aydelot, Twentieth Kansas Volunteers, if you are going to be a soldier stop that memory business right here, except to remember what Private Asher Aydelot, of the Third Ohio Infantry, told you about guard duty twenty-six hours out of twenty-four. Heigh ho!" Thaine ended with a sigh, then he shut his teeth grimly and stared at the unceasing downpour with unseeing eyes.
It must have been his business integrity that first attracted Jacobs to him. Jacobs was a timid man, and no one else in Kansas, not even Doctor Carey, understood him or appreciated him quite as keenly as Asher Aydelot did. "The lean years have passed, and I approve of these fat ones." "Be careful, old man. That way lies bad work." The Light That Failed.
He did not see the trenches nor the lines of khaki-clad, sun-browned soldiery plunging forward to rid the jungle of its deadly peril. In that one moment he looked down the years with clear vision, as his father, Asher Aydelot, had learned to look before him, and he saw manhood and a new worth in human deeds.
In her little gray wool gown and her gray cap with its scarlet quill above her golden hair, she was as dainty and pretty as a picture of childhood could be. Down on the Grass River trail, the two came upon Thaine Aydelot trudging in from some errand to a distant neighbor, and the doctor hailed him at once. "Come, ride with us.
Thaine Aydelot had cherished one hope since the twilight hour on the battlefield at Yang-Tsun that when this day should come the American might lead the way through the Peking gates and be first to enter the strange old city.
They were too busy watching the capers of Clover Creek to attend to their regular post of duty. And since he had been a guest of Miss Jane Aydelot as much as a half dozen times in two decades, they knew about what to expect of him now.
We'll show the fathers what the sons can do." A thrill of happiness lighted Leigh's face for a moment, then a shadow fell over it as she said: "Thaine, Darley Champers and I have kept a secret for a year." "You kept it 'danged' well. What was it?" Thaine asked gaily. "Jane Aydelot, who died last year, left me all her property," Leigh began.
'I will do anything to get back to strength and work, he declared, and he has worked ever since like a man who knew his business, even if his business judgment is sometimes faulty." They rode awhile in silence, drinking in the delicious air of early autumn. Presently Dr. Carey said: "Aydelot, I am taking a letter down to Jim this morning.
It is strange how family ties get warped sometimes. And oftenest over property." Doctor Carey thought of Asher, and was silent. But Jane Aydelot divined his thought. "I am thinking of our own family," she said, looking into the heart of the wood fire. "I have my cousin Asher's heritage, which by law now neither he nor any child of his can receive from me." "Miss Aydelot, he doesn't want it.
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