He's going to be ridin' with us to Ashley.
That much she knew from a conversation she had overheard between two men in Ashley.
Do you expect to find this person in Ashley?
He was only a guest until they reached Ashley.
Anyway, we'll reach Ashley in four or five more days.
The sooner they got started, the sooner they would reach Ashley.
If she left from Ashley, she would arrive in time to plant a garden at the ranch.
The railroad was scheduled to reach Ashley soon and there would be no need for freighting goods to the little town.
Four more days and they would be in Ashley.
She was spoiling the men, but her decision to start home from Ashley was going to leave them in the lurch.
The railroad is close enough now that wagons can reach it from Ashley faster than we can cross the desert.
I was going to tell you when we got to Ashley.
We could get married in Ashley and take the stage back.
He could have gone to get those troops - or to Ashley for that matter.
But we're only three days out of Ashley - at the most.
If something happens to the rest of us, I want you to ride as fast as you can to Ashley.
Pete tells me there's a preacher in Ashley.
I'll give you 'till we get to Ashley.
Would they reach Ashley tomorrow?
We can be married in Ashley.
Going that way will put us further away from Ashley, but it will give us two advantages.
Bordeaux said it was north of Ashley, or was it north of the desert?
Maybe Pete and the guys had reached Ashley by now and a rescue mission was already under way to get them.
We can rest tonight and head for Ashley in the morning.
No. I can only assume that they made it to Ashley.
If they married in Ashley, where would they live?
If they separated at Ashley, she might not ever see him again.
They would probably be leaving very soon and anything she could do to hurry the process meant they would get to Ashley sooner.
They rode into Ashley in the late afternoon.
They had given up, deciding that if they hadn't found their bodies, they must still be alive and would find their way back to Ashley.
No, he said he was on his way to Ashley.
He had been preoccupied yesterday with his business in Ashley.
Ashley was growing bigger every time she saw it.
An old prospector told me about a woman he met in Ashley.
He had known her for a long time, and he had come to Ashley hoping she would be here.
Excuse me for staring, but aren't you the young lady that had Ashley in a dither?
I don't know about friends, but there sure are a lot of people in Ashley who seem preoccupied with everything I do.
We've been on the same stage since Ashley.
I had another reason to go to Ashley.
Sure, you had a reason to go to Ashley.
She was alone in Ashley with no money.
She stepped into the room and saw Ashley in the hospital bed, an unwelcome memory surfacing at the sight of the girl.
Ashley was a spitting image of her mother: brown curls, blue-gray eyes, a willowy, graceful body.
Ashley's voice was groggy.
One of Ashley's shoulders was bandaged, and her skin was pale.
"You look awful when you cry," Ashley said with a smile.
Ashley's face grew troubled.
Jessi hesitated then left her cousins, assured Ashley was relatively okay and Brandon was with her.
If Ashley wasn't the fourth person to say so, I'd probably refer her to psych for an evaluation.
Jessi didn't say what she wanted, that prissy Ashley wasn't the type to roam the streets with thugs.
First her Ashley was in the hospital, then a nurse wanted to call social services to take the kids away.
She did her best to appear upbeat and went to Ashley's side again.
Ashley avoided her gaze and twisted the sheet with her hands.
She wiped her face and squeezed one of Ashley's hands.
Ashley's clothing was neatly folded on a shelf and her socks tucked into her shoes.
Turning to face Ashley, she stopped in place.
He um, he found me last night after … Ashley drifted off.
Ashley was lucky you were there.
Wait, you did this to Ashley?
Next time, sweet Ashley won't survive.
Jessi turned towards the door, ready to leave him in the hallway so she could lock herself and Ashley in the room.
The door to Ashley's hospital room disappeared in a kaleidoscopic swirl of colors that made her dizzy.
A janitor was mopping down the hall, and she stood once more in front of the closed door to Ashley's room.
With another curt nod, Jessi opened the door and went into Ashley's room.
The idea that someone hurt Ashley to get to her made Jessi feel guiltier.
Plastering on a smile, Jessi crossed to her and hugged her hard enough that Ashley objected.
Ashley was okay, and Jessi would do anything to keep her that way, even if it meant robbing some stranger named Xander.
Did he need order in his world, because he was like Ashley, creative and absent-minded?
Her mattress was as old as Ashley.
Jonny sent another note, this one detailing the activities of Ashley's day down to the license plate number of the friend Ashley ditched school to meet.
Ashley asked, her smile fading.
It's got like … oh, Ashley flushed.
Ashley was gazing at him, completely in love with any guy who gave her the time of day.
Finish your homework, Ashley.
Ashley grinned at Jonny and darted down the hallway.
Ashley appeared genuinely surprised.
Ashley rolled her eyes.
Ashley stormed back to her room and slammed the door.
Seeing Ashley's number, she answered.
She shook her head and turned her back to concentrate on listening to Ashley.
I mean, he thought you were overweight, and you're clearly gorgeous, Ashley.
Ashley was quiet, sniffling, before she continued.
Jessi texted Ashley not to come, suspecting it was too late.
There was no way Ashley wasn't coming down here after school.
They won't let me in, Ashley's text was accompanied by half a dozen frowny faces.
Slender, dark-haired Ashley was standing outside, waiting.
She ignored Ashley's protests and led her cousin away from the bookstore.
Ashley asked as they reached the food court.
Jessi stopped to grab Xander's coffee then walked with Ashley out of the mall an hour after they arrived.
"You have the wrong person," she said and pushed Ashley towards the road.
She glanced at Ashley, whose eyes were wide.
"Go to the car, Ashley," Jessi told her cousin.
Ashley looked ready to refuse, but Jessi pushed her with a stern glare.
Ashley relented, fearful gaze on the three guys as she moved away.
No matter what happened to her, at least Ashley was safe.
She continued to avoid his gaze and hugged Ashley tighter, afraid to face the glowering creature.
Ashley pulled away, distracting her.
"Yeah," Ashley said in a dreamy voice that made Jessi want to lecture her.
Ashley was as enamored as every other woman.
Ashley hurried away, and Jessi hugged herself.
Ashley got out, staring at her quizzically.
Ashley was trying not to smile.
Ashley giggled in half-alarm, half-embarrassment.
Xander passed his phone back to Ashley.
Disturbed, she ignored the chatter between Ashley and Xander as they drove back to his place.
"C'mon, Ashley," she ordered, avoiding Xander.
She jumped and glanced down, spotting the picture Ashley had printed and posted all over the apartment.
She pulled it free of her pocket, expecting to see a text from Ashley.
Meet me with the necklace, or sweet Ashley doesn't make it back from school.
Jessi texted Ashley and Brandon to contact her right away then retreated into the apartment and paced.
She checked her phone twice on the way to Xander's, waiting for a text saying Jonny kidnapped Ashley.
I want to take a cruise, I think, when Ashley graduates.
"Ashley asked me to meet her and some friends at the mall during their lunch hour," he said.
He didn't wait for her, and she paused a few times along the way to the food court to argue with Ashley via texts about talking to Xander.
Ashley's face was glowing, and Jessi suspected her connection to Xander was helping her find friends at school.
She hadn't seen a smile on Ashley's face like that since before the death of the cousins' parents.
"Jonny plans on snatching Ashley and Brandon Friday at one," Sofi replied.
I told Ashley she could drive the car.
Ashley's driving us to your place to drop them off, then we're gone.
Ashley and Brandon were still at the table with all of Ashley's friends.
Ashley's eyes glowed, and Jessi hated herself for wanting to leave or prevent her cousin from ever seeing Xander again, when it clearly made her happy.
Ashley and Brandon stood faster than they ever had when she told them their time at the mall was up.
"She's mad," Ashley said.
You need to be nicer, Ashley.
He'd have to test her reflexes to be certain, but Ashley was similar to Jenn: a warrior, only Ashley didn't know it yet.
Ashley appeared stunned then embarrassed.
"It's kinda obvious, Ashley," Brandon said.
Ashley, on the other hand, was still a virgin, and Xander guessed her brother was as responsible for that as Jessi's lectures.
Ashley asked him, confused.
"Because she's probably lonely, and I feel bad that we're the reason she doesn't date," Ashley rationalized.
Ashley unlocked the doors, and Jessi climbed into the tiny backseat, followed by Brandon.
Xander focused on Ashley then where they were going.
Ashley pulled the car into an Italian chain restaurant.
He sensed the Guardians when Ashley pulled in front of the old apartment building where they lived.
Ashley asked as she passed him the keys.
He stood close enough to feel her body heat and rested a hand on her hip as they waited for Ashley to unlock the door.
Ashley was giggling at their exchange while Brandon pretended like he didn't hear.
Ashley slung her backpack on a chair.
"It's Thursday, Ashley," Jessi reminded her cousin.
"Ugh. Fine," Ashley said with an exasperated sigh.
Brandon rolled his eyes before he disappeared down the same shallow hallway Ashley had.
Ashley's not pregnant and Brandon hasn't dropped out of school.
Ashley was suicidal for two years after their deaths.
Ashley cried, dashing out of her room.
Ashley was so excited to hang out, she looked like she was in pain while Jessi wasn't budging.
She returned with Ashley, who had a shoebox in hand.
Xander sifted through Ashley's colorful beads, uninterested.
Ashley pulled free the bright projects.
Ashley giggled and Brandon grinned.
"I'm so jealous," Ashley said with a sigh.
She sounded like Ashley.
Silently, he acknowledged that he was a fool to lower his guard around the teens and their cousin, to the point he recognized Ashley the first time he saw her but didn't check her mind.
He knew there was a connection between Ashley and Jonny.
He assumed it extended no farther than the Black God using Ashley to get to Jessi.
Ashley can Travel between places.
Brandon is eighteen, and Ashley will be soon.
Jonny put Ashley in the hospital last weekend.
Ashley's half in love with Jonny.
Xander suspected Damian was right; Jonny didn't have to kidnap Ashley.
"My Ashley," she murmured.
Ashley didn't just happen to know where to go.
We're going to get Ashley back.
It didn't take Xander long to realize he had a much larger issue than Ashley.
He didn't know if he could save Ashley, but he was the best choice Jessi had.
His only solace: she was worried about Ashley.
Jessi went to Ashley's bedroom.
She gazed around Ashley's room, her fear and sorrow so deep, they hurt.
Today, she'd give anything just to have Ashley back, no matter how long it took her to fix the vacuum cleaner after it choked on the beads.
She wasn't entirely certain what to do, how to keep the gem and Ashley safe.
Her eyes lingered on Ashley's precious beads.
She fingered a bracelet Ashley started.
Jessi carefully placed Ashley's project in a corner of the box, praying her cousin was alive to finish it one day.
Ashley's bead was lighter red in color, its surface glazed to give it a subtle reflecting quality.
She pushed his crystal into the bottom of the container then strung Ashley's crystal onto the cord.
If she was able to save Ashley, though … If.
"Where's Ashley?" she called after him.
Ashley wasn't in the room, though Jessi recognized some of her cousin's things: a pink cell phone charger, a backpack that yawned open to reveal clothes, the stack of colorful beaded bracelets on the arm of the couch.
Can I see Ashley while you figure this out?
She rifled through Ashley's backpack, aware the teen never went anywhere overnight without three pairs of shoes.
But there was something else at stake: Ashley.
Confused, Jessi began to wonder how she was going to rescue Ashley after all.
Praying he didn't take it out on Ashley, Jessi cursed the teen silently for taking her phone.
Ashley stood a short distance away, between two vamps.
You promised not to hurt Ashley in exchange.
Ashley's mine, Jonny said.
"I'm not yours," Ashley's response was soft.
Jessi didn't have time to figure out what the hell was going on between Ashley and the Black God.
Jonny whirled, starting towards Ashley, when the teen girl winked out of existence in a flash of purple light.
"Now, we're on terms I can live with," the Other said, reappearing across the road with one hand gripping Ashley's arm.
Ashley flinched as the Other gripped her arm more tightly.
Jessi meet Ashley's gaze, willing her cousin not to panic.
Ashley's backpack and bracelets were in the quiet, darkened room.
The kid was too afraid to risk a confrontation; maybe Jessi or Ashley had grabbed his phone.
The Other had Ashley; Jonny had Jessi.
Though he showed no outwards concern, Jonny looked as much at Ashley as he did the Other.
He gripped Ashley's throat and picked her up off the ground.
The Other lowered Ashley to the ground.
"If you want Ashley to die, stay where you are," the Other warned.
"Ashley," the Black God's voice was tense but soft.
Ashley took one look at him, hesitated, and flung herself into Xander's arms.
He took his attention off Jessi for half a second to glance down at Ashley and assess if she was okay.
"She has Jonny's phone," Ashley said, searching his gaze.
"Damn bitch," he muttered, confirming Ashley's words.
Ashley's face flushed, and she pushed past Xander.
He took Ashley by the shoulders and turned her to face him.
Xander released Ashley and crossed to him, still fuming at the Black God.
Ashley, stay with Damian.
Her own fate was certainly sealed, and she hoped Xander had grabbed Ashley before she returned to the Black God.
She managed to save Xander's sole belonging and Ashley.
As long as Ashley didn't play with her beads anytime soon … Shit, Jessi.
She didn't do enough for Ashley and Brandon, hadn't bought life insurance, so they'd be okay once she was gone.
Panic shot through her at the idea of never seeing him again or Ashley or Brandon.
The bead he crushed was the second crystal belonging to Ashley that she'd made a necklace out of.
If Brandon and Ashley were around, there would be little messes and beads everywhere.
The young woman on the balcony was whining in a way that reminded Jessi of Ashley.
ANTHONY ASHLEY COOPER SHAFTESBURY, 1ST EARL OF (1621-1683), son of Sir John Cooper of Rockbourne in Hampshire, and of Anne, the only child of Sir Anthony Ashley, Bart., and was born at Wimborne St Giles, Dorset, on the 22nd of July 1621.
Ashley was himself a large landowner, and, moreover, was opposed to Ormonde, who would have benefited by the importation.
On the death of Southampton, Ashley was placed on the commission of the treasury, Clifford and William Coventry being his principal colleagues.
The new administration was headed by Buckingham, in whose toleration and comprehension principles Ashley shared to the full.
The treaty contained a clause by which Charles was bound to declare himself a Catholic, and with the knowledge of this Ashley, as a stanch Protestant, could not be trusted: In order to blind him and the other Protestant members of the Cabal a sham treaty was arranged in which this clause did not appear, and it was not until a considerable while afterwards that he found out that he had been duped.
This treaty, however, was kept from public knowledge, and Ashley helped Charles to hoodwink parliament by signing a similar treaty on the 2nd of February 1672, which was laid before them as the only one in existence.
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Ashley (London, 1888).
During this early period was known variously as Ferryhook, Ashley's Ferry and Van der Heyden's Ferry.
Ashley in his translation (Economic Classics, New York, 1898), but the original MS. has never been found.
Ashley, 1909); On Liberty (1859; ed.
Ashley's Economic History, while Vinogradoff's Villenage in England and The Growth of the Manor, as well as Maitland's Domesday Studies, are of great importance to the student of early economic institutions.
Bottle-making machines, based on Ashley's original patent, are already being largely used.
Ashley, Introduction to English Economic History (2 vols., London, 188818 93; 3rd ed.
Ashley from the works of N.
ANTHONY ASHLEY COOPER SHAFTESBURY, 3RD EARL OF (1671-1713), was born at Exeter House in London on the 26th of February 1670/1.
Locke, who in his capacity of medical attendant to the Ashley household had already assisted in bringing the boy into the world, though not his instructor, was entrusted with the superintendence of his education.
This was conducted according to the principles enunciated in Locke's Thoughts concerning Education, and the method of teaching Latin and Greek conversationally was pursued with such success by his instructress, Mrs Elizabeth Birch, that at the age of eleven, it is said, Ashley could read both languages with ease.
In 1689, the year after the Revolution, Lord Ashley returned to England, and for nearly five years he appears to have led a quiet and studious life.
But, though a Whig, alike by descent, by education and by conviction, Ashley could by no means be depended on to give a party vote; he was always ready to support any propositions, from whatever quarter they came, that appeared to him to promote the liberty of the subject and the independence of parliament.
Lord Ashley now retired into Holland, where he became acquainted with Le Clerc, Bayle, Benjamin Furly, the English Quaker merchant, at whose house Locke had resided during his stay at Rotterdam, and probably Limborch and the rest of the literary circle of which Locke had been a cherished and honoured member nine or ten years before.
To Lord Ashley this society was probably far more congenial than his surroundings in England.
After an absence of over a twelvemonth, Ashley returned to England, and soon succeeded his father as earl of Shaftesbury.
His only son, Anthony Ashley, succeeded him as 4th earl, and his great-grandson was the famous philanthropist, the 7th earl.
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In 1863 Captain Godwin Austen accompanied Sir Ashley Eden's mission to the court of the Deb raja, and made a survey of the route to Punakha.
In 1863 Sir Ashley Eden was sent as an envoy to Bhutan to demand reparation for these outrages.
Ashley's English Economic History, and W.
Ashley, The Tariff Problem (London, 1904); Carl Ballod, Die deutsch-amerikanischen Handelsbeziehungen (Leipzig, 1901); C. F.
Ashley's essay in Compatriots Club Lectures (1905) on "Political Economy and the Tariff Problem."
Ashley's Select Chapters and Passages from the "Wealth of Nations" (1895).
There is more than one meaning of Anthony Ashley Cooper discussed in the 1911 Encyclopedia.
Ashley with a considerable party explored and trapped in the Sweetwater and Green river valleys, and in 1826 wagons were driven from St Louis to Wind river for the Rocky Mountain Fur Company.
ANTHONY ASHLEY COOPER SHAFTESBURY, 7TH EARL OF (1801-1885), son of Cropley, 6th earl (a younger brother of the 5th earl; succeeded 1811), and Anne, daughter of the 3rd duke of Marlborough, was born on the 28th of April 1801.
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