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As to your work, it must be something fit for a gentleman, and that's not grubbing in the ground. Of course, this is Aydelot soil. It couldn't belong to anybody else. I never would sell a foot of it to Cloverdale to let the town build this way. I'd as soon sell to a Thaine from Virginia as I'd sell to that town."
But the odds are heavy for sixteen men to stand against swarms of insurgents armed with Mausers and Remingtons. In the thrill of that moment, Thaine Aydelot would have died by inches had this tall, cool-headed captain of his demanded it. Clarke arranged his men on either side of the way, and the return fire began. Suddenly up the road a lantern gleamed.
It was a delicious April morning, with all the level prairie lands smiling back at the skies above them, and every breath of the morning breeze bearing new vigor and inspiration in its caressing touch. "Good morning, Champers; fine morning to live," Asher called out cheerily. "Mornin', Aydelot; fine day, fine!
"I helped you into this world. I'm glad I haven't had to help you out yet." Carey had never before seen any resemblance to Asher Aydelot in his son's face. It was purely a type of the old Thaine family of Virginia. But today, the pose of the head, the expression of the mouth, the far-seeing gaze of the dark eyes, bespoke the heritage of the house of Aydelot.
Holds a garden patch and homestead only, where once the Cloverdale Ranch smiled. All under mortgage also to other capitalists. Boys, I'd be ready to give up if it wasn't for my little girl. What's the use in a man as big as I am, with no lung power, keeping at it?" There was a sad hopelessness in Shirley's tone. "No, no!" the men chorused in one voice. "Go on, Jim, go on!" "Asher Aydelot."
"And when the father's will was read out against ever, ever, ever his son marrying a Thaine, Asher promptly said that the whole inheritance, bank stock, hotel, and farm, might go where the old man Aydelot had already gone maybe. Anyhow, he married Virginia Thaine and she was game to come out here and pioneer on a Grass River claim. Strange what a woman will do for love, isn't it?
"Thaine's a farmer all right, Jo." "He isn't going to be one always," Jo broke in quickly. "He's going to the Kansas University and there's no telling after that." "No, he's just going to Wykerton, that's all. Nay, he have went. Him and him fraulein. And say, there's another pretty fraulein went up the trail just ahead of the Aydelot horse party.
Thaine Aydelot and his comrades threw themselves down, too exhausted to care for what might happen next. "This is the hottest day I ever knew," declared McLearn wearily, as he lay prone on the ground looking up at the hot sky with unblinking eyes. "I reckon you never hit the National pike on an August day, out between Green Castle and Terre Haute down in Indianny," Binford suggested. "Nor St.
"Yes, sir; my name is Aydelot," Asher replied, deciding at once that this stranger was not to be accepted on sight, a judgment based not on a woman's instinct but on a man's experience. "Any of these claims ever been entered?" Champers asked. "Yes, sir; most of them," Asher responded. "I see. Couldn't make it out here. I s'pose you'll get out next. Hard place to take root.
I never look at Aydelot's spreading acres of wheat increasing in area every year without wondering why the Lord let me be such a fool." "Well, you've spent a lot of days in an easy chair in the shade of a county office since then while I was driving a reaper in the hot sunshine," Asher insisted. "You are the strongest man here now, for all your farm work, Aydelot," John Jacobs asserted.
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