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Updated: May 29, 2025
The alleged Ku-Klux clansmen would fight their way out, leaving their prisoner behind and in the confusion but not until then the saddle-bags would disappear. It was all very simple, and prettily adjusted, but the difficulty was that Jase had failed to arrive and the act was lagging without its climax. He failed because of unforeseen events.
Through the rest of that night Old Jase lay on a pallet spread before the fire, rising at intervals out of a deathlike slumber to slip his single suspender strap over his bent shoulder, turn up the lantern, and inspect his patient's condition. On none of these occasions did he find the girl, who spent that night in a straight-backed chair at the bedside, asleep.
"Yes-s, purty good now. I caught a nice mess the other day; but Marthy, she don't favor my goin' fishin'." The lean hands of Jase moved slowly at his task. Billy Louise, watching him, wondered why he did not hurry a little and finish sooner. Still, she could not remember ever seeing Jase hurry at anything, and the Cove with its occupants was one of her very earliest memories.
"I aims ter stand upright ter be wed," he scornfully asserted, "ef I don't nuver stand upright ergin! Ask Dorothy an' her gran'pap an' Bas Rowlett ter come in hyar. I wants ter hev speech with 'em all together." Uncle Jase yielded grudgingly to the stronger will and within a few minutes those who had been summoned appeared.
We've got a halfbreed doing chores for us, but he has to be looked after or he neglects things. I'll not get another chance to come very soon, I'm afraid; mommie hates to have me ride around much in the winter. You send for that nephew right away, why don't you, Marthy?" It was like Billy Louise to mix command and entreaty together. "Really, I don't think Jase looks a bit well."
"Yes. My half-brother's wife and a good soul she is." He drew the letter from its envelope and unfolded it. He began to read the epistle with a smile wreathing his lips, for Aunt Almira's communication was unintentionally funny: "'Dear Brocky: "'Jase won't never get around to writing you, far as I see, so I had better do so before you get the suspicion that we are all dead.
Bas scowled at the man whom he was supposed to dislike, but he followed him readily enough out of the room, and when he had lifted the log, he left the place without returning to the house. A half-hour later old Jase Burrell drew rein by the stile and handed Dorothy a letter. "I reckon thet's ther one ye've been waitin' fer," he said, "so I fetched hit over from ther post-office.
"Your paw ain't got any right to keep you outa school," Marthy went on aggressively. "Debts er no debts, he'd see 't you got schoolin' if he was the right kinda man." "Daddy is the right kinda man. He ain't like Jase. He says he wishes he could, but he don't know where the money's coming from." "How much's it goin' to take?" asked Marthy heavily. "Oh, piles."
"The best thing that could happen to you would be for you to go away for a change. I have a good mind to send you back East. Your Aunt Almira " "Oh, Daddy! Never! You don't mean it?" cried the girl. "Why, you'll like your Aunt Almira. Of course, Jase Day is not such an up-and-coming chap as one might wish; but he is a good sort, at that. And there is your cousin, Marty."
My goodness, but she'll be mad when she opens the cellar door and Jase ain't in there; I guess I'll go home early, before Marthy finds it out."
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