No, I ain't stinted him in anythin'.

You kin remember that, Zuleika, when you hear any more gossip and backbitin' about your father's meanness.

I ain't spared no money for him." "I reckon not," said the girl, a little sharply.

"Why, there's that draft fur two hundred and fifty dollars that kem only last week from the Doctor's fur extras." "Yes," replied Hays, with a slight knitting of the brows, "the Doctor mout hev writ more particklers, but parsons ain't allus business men.
I reckon these here extrys were to push Jack along in the term, as the Doctor knew I wanted him back here in the spring, now that his brother has got to be too stiff-necked and self-opinionated to do his father's work." It seemed from this that there had been a quarrel between Hays and his eldest son, who conducted his branch business at Sacramento, and who had in a passion threatened to set up a rival establishment to his father's.

And it was also evident from the manner of the girl that she was by no means a strong partisan of her father in the quarrel.
"You'd better find out first how all the schoolin' and trainin' of Jack's is goin' to jibe with the Ranch, and if he ain't been eddicated out of all knowledge of station business or keer for it.