Dr. Lavendar's PeopleDeland, Margaret Wade Campbell
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Dr. Lavendar's People
Deland, Margaret Wade Campbell
Clergy -- Fiction; Pennsylvania -- Fiction; United States -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Villages -- Fiction
Then he went over to his study-table and rooted about for a thin,
shabby, blue book, over which he pored for some time, stopping once or
twice to make some calculations on the back of an envelope, then
turning to the book again. He covered the envelope with his small,
neat figuring, and turned it over to begin on the other side--and
started: "Johnny's letter!" he said. But when the calculations were
made, the rest was easy enough: first, his check-book and his pen. (At
the check he looked with some pride. "Daniel," he said, "look at that,
sir. You never saw so much money in your life; and neither did I--over
my own signature.") Next, a letter to Alex Gordon:
"MY DEAR ALEXANDER,--I owe your father's estate to the amount of the
enclosed check. No papers exist in regard to it, as the matter was
between ourselves. I will ask you for a receipt. Yours truly,
"EDWARD LAVENDAR."
THE GRASSHOPPER AND THE ANT
I
When William Rives and Lydia Sampson quarrelled and broke their
engagement, Old Chester said that they were lucky to fall out two weeks
before their wedding-day instead of two weeks after it. Of course, Old
Chester said many other things: it said it had always known they could
never get along. William, who had very little money, was careful and
thrifty, as every young man ought to be; Lydia, who was fairly well
off, was lavish and no housekeeper. "What could you expect?" demanded
Old Chester. Old Chester never knew exactly what the trouble between
them had been, for they kept their own counsel; but it had its
suspicions: it had something to do with William's father's will. By
some legal quibble the Orphan's Court awarded to William a piece of
property which everybody knew old Mr. Rives supposed he had left to his
daughter Amanda. Lydia thought (at least Old Chester thought she
thought) that William would, as a matter of course, at once turn the
field over to his sister. But William did no such thing. And, after
all, why should he? The field was his; the law allowed it, the Court
awarded it. Why should he present a field to Amanda? Old Chester said
this thoughtfully, looking at William with a sort of respectful regret.
Very likely Lydia's regret was not respectful. Lydia was always so
outspoken. However, it was all surmise. About the time that Amanda
did not get the field the engagement was broken--and you can put two
and two together if you like. As for Old Chester, it said that it
pitied poor, dear Lydia; and it was no wonder William left town after
the rupture, because, naturally, he would be ashamed to show his face.
But then it also said it pitied poor, dear William, and it should think
Lydia would be ashamed to show her face; for, of course, her obstinacy
made the trouble--and a young female ought not to be obstinate, ought
not, in fact, to have opinions on such matters. Legal affairs, said
Old Chester, should be left to the gentlemen. In fact, Old Chester
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