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Updated: June 27, 2025
McKague, Henry Parker, James Burns, Henry Yepler, Baltus Weigh, Charles Beason, Leonard Huber, John McCarroll, Jacob Guiger, John May, Daniel Adams, George McCormick, Jacob Kettle, Jacob Miller, George Mason, James Kearney, David Sutor, Adam Bridel, Christian Mull, Daniel McKnight, Cornelius Westbrook, Luke Murphy, Joseph Conklin, Adam Dennis, Edward Ogden, Wm. Scoonover, James Rosencrants."
Beason," she replied, admiringly, and Beason grasped that he had manifested rare insight. "Well now," doubtfully "I suppose you might practice on me. Practice is what you need. I haven't looked at any of those things over there. See if you can give me an idea of what they are."
Beason," she rambled on, eyes twinkling Georgia had decided this young man needed "waking up" "suppose you loved them both very dearly suppose they were positively the dearest people who ever walked the earth and that breaking your neck for them was the greatest pleasure life could confer upon you what would you do then?"
You'll come back here and do better work for your year of roughing it take my word for it, you will." Beason had brightened. "And you think," he grew a little red "that when I come back I can have my old place here with you?" The man drew in his breath, drew it in rather hard; something had taken the enthusiasm away.
She was accustomed to a sense of mastery; it was that made some of these things so hard. It was not easy to make over one's soul, even when it was love called one on. As she went steadily ahead with her task, working out painstakingly the correction Beason had made, she wondered whether there were as many tears back of other smiles as there had often been back of hers.
I thought," in an injured, almost tearful voice "that you would understand." "Oh, I do. I see the other point. You hate to stop work for," he cleared his throat "for a year." "A year," said Beason dismally, "is such a long time to lose." The man had nothing to say to that. His head sank a little. He seemed to be thinking. Finally he came out of his reverie; seemed to come from a long way off.
"Oh, not disagreeably so," she retorted. "You see," turning to Beason, who was plainly impatient at this shifting to anything so irrelevant as a wife, "I play quite a leading part in Dr. Hubers' life. I'm his cousin that's the accident of birth; but I handed over to him his wife, for which he owes me undying gratitude. I'm looking for something really splendid from Europe."
Parkman to say; so many vital things seemed left to Dr. Parkman. "Did you ever think," she said, turning to Mr. Beason, who was busy at the table beside her, "what the doctor really counts for in this world?" "Yes in a way," said Beason, adjusting his microscope, "but then I never was sick much." "Well, I didn't mean just taking one's pulse," she laughed.
Out there where you can see the sun come up and go down, can see can see " but his voice trailed off to a strange silence. "I never cared much for scenery," said Beason bluntly, "and I care a lot for all this I'm leaving." "We don't really leave a thing," said the man his voice was low and tired "when we're coming back to it. The only real leave-takings are the final ones."
"Oh that's all right; I wasn't doing anything, very important. Just finishing up something," he added, glad, when he heard his own voice, that it was only Beason. "I'm in trouble," blurted out Beason, "and I I wanted to see you." The man was sitting close to a table, and he rested his elbow upon it, and shaded his eyes with his hand. "Trouble?" his voice was kind, though a little unsteady.
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