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Title: Jean of the Lazy A

Author: B. M. Bower

Posting Date: September 27, 2008 [EBook #538]
Release Date: May, 1996

Language: English

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Jean of the Lazy A

By

B. M. BOWER

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I HOW TROUBLE CAME TO THE LAZY A
II CONCERNING LITE AND A FEW FOOTPRINTS
III WHAT A MAN'S GOOD NAME IS WORTH
IV JEAN
V JEAN RIDES INTO A SMALL ADVENTURE
VI AND THE VILLAIN PURSUED LITE
VII ROBERT GRANT BURNS GETS HELP
VIII JEAN SPOILS SOMETHING
IX A MAN-SIZED JOB FOR JEAN
X JEAN LEARNS WHAT FEAR IS LIKE
XI LITE'S PUPIL DEMONSTRATES
XII TO "DOUBLE" FOR MURIEL GAY
XIII PICTURES AND PLANS AND MYSTERIOUS FOOTSTEPS
XIV PUNCH VERSUS PRESTIGE
XV A LEADING LADY THEY WOULD MAKE OF JEAN
XVI FOR ONCE AT LEAST LITE HAD HIS WAY
XVII "WHY DON'T YOU GIVE THEM SOMETHING REAL?"
XVIII A NEW KIND OF PICTURE
XIX IN LOS ANGELES
XX CHANCE TAKES A HAND
XXI JEAN BELIEVES THAT SHE TAKES MATTERS INTO HER OWN HANDS
XXII JEAN MEETS ONE CRISIS AND CONFRONTS ANOTHER
XXIII A LITTLE ENLIGHTENMENT
XXIV THE LETTER IN THE CHAPS
XXV LITE COMES OUT OF THE BACKGROUND
XXVI HOW HAPPINESS RETURNED TO THE LAZY A

JEAN OF THE LAZY A

CHAPTER I

HOW TROUBLE CAME TO THE LAZY A

Without going into a deep, psychological discussion of the elements in
men's souls that breed events, we may say with truth that the Lazy A
ranch was as other ranches in the smooth tenor of its life until one
day in June, when the finger of fate wrote bold and black across the
face of it the word that blotted out prosperity, content, warm family
ties,--all those things that go to make life worth while.

Jean, sixteen and a range girl to the last fiber of her being, had
gotten up early that morning and had washed the dishes and swept, and
had shaken the rugs of the little living-room most vigorously. On her
knees, with stiff brush and much soapy water