What Sister hoped to leave behind was a love of the environment, belief in the protection of American farmland, and respect for all living creatures. But some are able to also impart inventions, artistic achievements, or new ways of seeing the same old problems. Perhaps most people hope to leave something behind, usually in the form of progeny. Shaker ideas and ideals lived after them. No one had ever accused Sister of being celibate. However, she’d soon have run afoul of the sisters and brothers as they did not practice sex, which had eventually resulted in the extinction of the sect. She laughed to herself that her nickname, Sister Jane, meant she’d fit right in if only she could slip back in time to work alongside the Shakers. Much as she admired their clean straight lines, she herself felt more at home in a mix of eighteenth-century exuberance allied with modern comfort. Sister admired the care and intelligence the Shakers used to build their houses while fortifying their spirits with song and hard work. Pared-down functionalism, the essence of Shaker design, pure as fresh rainwater, prefigured later architectural and furniture development. Sister Jane, as she was known, respected the sect’s unswerving devotion to equality, peace, and love, qualities that suffused those past lives like the rose-lavender tinted twilight suffused the rolling pastures with ethereal beauty. It was as if the spirits of the Shakers hovered everywhere. Jane Arnold, master of Jefferson Hunt Hounds in Virginia, drove alongside dry-laid stone walls, quietly relishing the village’s three thousand well-tended acres of land. Rose twilight lingered over Shaker Village in central Kentucky, which, this Saturday, May 24, was hosting the MidAmerica Hound Show. "synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title. But before she can make real headway, a wealthy pet food manufacturer vanishes during the granddaddy of all canine exhibitions, the Virginia Hound Show.Įver reliant on her “horse sense,” Sister can’t help but connect the three incidents, and what she uncovers will make her blood run colder than the bodies that keep turning up in unexpected places. Sister refuses to believe that her friend killed herself and vows to sniff out the truth. Two weeks later, back in Virginia, a popular veterinarian dies from what appears to be a self-inflicted gunshot wound. But the fun is squelched when immediately after the competition a contestant turns up dead–stripped to the waist and peppered with birdshot. “Sister” Jane Arnold, esteemed master of the Jefferson Hunt Club, has traveled to Kentucky for one of the biggest events of the season: the Mid-America Hound Show, where foxhounds, bassets, and beagles gather to strut their champion bloodline stuff.
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