United States or Canada ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
It's not many that do be layin' awake all the night waitin' for the first crack o' day, so they can get up to somebody else's work fer thim." The minister laughingly dodged the warm-hearted expressions of gratitude he saw coming. "I've been shirking lately," he said. "If I don't do better than this the boss will be firing me sure. How is he?" "Fine sir, fine! He's not up yet.
But the choice and rare moment of my bright and useful career was when the boss himself called, “Oh, Miss Connie, come mal here, yes?” And when I got mal there he said, “I want you should take my shoes to the cobblers so fort yes?... And be sure you get a check ... and go quick, yes.” Whereupon he removed his shoes and shuffled about in a pair of galoshes. I put on the green tam.
To such extremes a sense of justice can carry one! During the week I figured out that in his own heart that boss had figured out a moral equivalent for a living wage. There was nothing he would not do for me. Did he but come in my general direction, I was given a helping hand. He joked with me continually. The hammer and nails were always busy.
"Gee whiz! this here is what I call tough luck, Boss," he grumbled, more because he hoped Jack might be able to dispel his fit of the blues in some way or other, having a much clearer vision than he himself possessed. "Oh! I don't know, partner," said Jack in a wholesome, optimistic tone.
Many of them remembered the incident that had occurred between Rope, the range boss, Tucson, and the new stray-man, and though opinions differed, there were some who held that the death of Rope might have resulted from the ill-feeling engendered by the incident. But in the absence of proof there was nothing to be done. So those men who held suspicions wisely refrained from talking in public.
I would stay here and watch with ye, but that I've overstayed me time alriddy, and I'll catch thunder whin I git back home, 'cause I can't make the boss belave the raison why I staid. Here's a pistol," added the Irishman, shoving a five-shooter into the hand of the astonished lad, "and ivery barrel is loaded, and it niver misses fire, as the victims can tell ye as have been hit by the same.
Individualism had been rampant, competition the custom; you bought an alderman, or a boss who owned four or five aldermen, and then you never could be sure you were to get what you wanted, or that the aldermen and the bosses would "stay bought."
And often the boss thinks he wants nothing bigger than a few more things. Maybe he is wild for a phonograph and a Ford and golden oak rockers of his own in the parlor, and photographs enlarged in crayon hanging on the walls and a steady job.
Not in our class, of course, but quite a fair rough workman. He Arthur! Arthur! These are harsh words! Then, am I to understand you have no objection? Very well. Only, don't say later on that I didn't play fair. Good-night." He hung up the receiver, and turned to Spike. "Ready?" "Ain't youse goin' to put on your gum-shoes, boss?"
But I wasn't thinkin' it would happen just that way." And now his eyes opened scornfully and he struggled and lifted himself upon one arm, gazing at some imaginary object. "Why," he said slowly and distinctly, his voice cold and metallic, "you're a hell of a range boss! Why you !" he broke off suddenly, his eyes fixed full upon Miss Radford. "Why, it's a woman!
Word Of The Day