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Caterpillar Cat 924f Wheel Loader Service Repair Manual
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Wilson turned, and with a frown went moodily back to his desk and
sat down on the high stool, gloomily eying the page in a ledger
which he had just consulted.
"By George, that woman's a corker," said the drummer, sociably,
as he came back and stood near the long wood-stove. "Of course, I
don't know what it's all about, but she's her own boss, I'll stake
good money on that."
"She's about the sharpest and in many ways the strongest
woman in the state," said the store-keeper, with a sigh. "Good Lord,
Masters, she's been my main-stay ever since I opened this shack,
and now to think because that loud-mouthed Bazemore, who
expects me to pay a good part of his salary, takes a notion to rip her
up the back in meeting, why—"
"Oh, I see!" cried the drummer—"I understand it now. I heard
about that at Darley. So she's the woman! Well, I'm glad I got a
good look at her. I see a lot of queer things in going about over the
country, but I don't think I ever ran across just her sort."
"She's had a devil of a life, Masters, from the time she was a
blooming, pretty young girl till now that she is at war with everybody
within miles of her. She's always been a study to me. She's treated
me more like a son than anything else—doing everything in her
power to help me along, buying, by George, things sometimes that I
knew she didn't need because it would help me out, and now,
because I didn't get up in meeting last Sunday and call that man
down she holds me accountable. I don't know but what she's right.
Why should I take her hard-earned money and sit still and allow her
to be abused? She's simply got pride, and lots of it, and it's bad
hurt."
"But what was it all about?" the drummer inquired.
"The start of it was away back when she was a girl, as I said,"
began the store-keeper. "You've heard of Colonel Preston Chester,
our biggest planter, who lives a mile from here—old-time chap,
fighter of duels, officer in the army, and all that?"
"Oh yes, I've seen him; in fact, I was at college at the State
University with his son Langdon. He was a terrible fellow—very wild
and reckless, full half the time, and playing poker every night. He
was never known to pay a debt, even to his best friends."
"Langdon is a chip off of the old block," said Wilson. "His father
was just like him when he was a young man. Between you and me,
the Colonel never had a conscience; old as he now is, he will sit and
laugh about his pranks right in the presence of his son. It's no
wonder the boy turned out like he did. Well, away back when this
Mrs. Boyd was a young and pretty girl, the daughter of honest, hard-
working people, who owned a little farm back of his place, he took
an idle fancy to her. I'm telling you now what has gradually leaked
out in one way and another since. He evidently won her entire
confidence, made her believe he was going to marry her, and, as he
was a dashing young fellow, she must have fallen in love with him.
Nobody knows how that was, but one thing is sure, and that is that
he was seen about with her almost constantly for a whole year, and
then he stopped off suddenly. The report went out that he'd made
up his mind to get married to a young woman in Alabama who had a
lot of money, and he did go off and bring home the present Mrs.
Chester, Langdon's mother. Well, old-timers say young Ann Boyd
took it hard, stayed close in at home and wasn't seen out for a
couple of years. Then she come out again, and they say she was
better-looking than ever and a great deal more serious and sensible.
Joe Boyd was a young farmer those days, and a sort of dandy, and
he fell dead in love with her and hung about her day and night,
never seeming willing to let her out of his sight. Several other
fellows, they say, was after her, but she seemed to like Joe the best,
but nothing he'd do or say would make her accept him. I can see
through it now, looking back on what has since leaked out, but
nobody understood it then, for she had evidently got over her
attachment for Colonel Chester, and Joe was a promising fellow,
strong, good-looking, and a great beau and flirt among women, half
a dozen being in love with him, but Ann simply wouldn't take him,
and it was the talk of the whole county. He was simply desperate
folks say, going about boring everybody he met with his love affair.
Finally her mother and father and all her friends got after her to
marry Joe, and she gave in. And then folks wondered more than
ever why she'd delayed, for she was more in love with her husband
than anybody had any reason to expect. They were happy, too. A
child was born, a little girl, and that seemed to make them happier.
Then Mrs. Boyd's mother and father died, and she came into the
farm, and the Boyds were comfortable in every way. Then what do
you think happened?"