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'You gif me a yob, he kept saying, until I explained I wasn't in the business, had nothing to do with the Pullman works. Then he sat down and looked at the floor. 'I vas fooled. Well, it seems he did inlaying work, fine cabinet work, and got good pay. He built a house for himself out in some place, and he was fired among the first last winter, I guess because he didn't live in Pullman."
"I was detained at the office over at the yards. The men and the girls had pretty nearly all gone. I was just about to leave, when a fellow opened the door he looked like a Swede or a Norwegian. "'Is the boss here? he asked. "'Yes, said I; 'what can I do for you? "'I wants a yob, a yob, he shouted, 'and no foolin'. I worked for de boss ten years and never lost a day!
For a man who had just had an air-castle fall on his neck, Ole didn't talk very dejectedly. "Vy yu ban sorry?" he demanded. "Aye got gude yob St. Paul vay. De boss write me Aye skoll come Friday. Aye ent care to be late first t'ing." "But, Ole " Bangs began. Then he stopped. You can't bawl out a question about another man's love affairs before a whole mob.
"Who is he?" demanded Williams, who had been looking on sourly while the engine-despatcher chalked his name on the board for the night run with the service-car. "Ay couldn't tal you his name. Bote he is dem young faller bane goin' 'round hare dees two, t'ree days, lukin' lak preacher out of a yob. Vouldn'd dat yar you?"
Miss Bea was a stalwart, corn-colored, laughing young woman, and she was bored by farm-work. She desired the excitements of city-life, and the way to enjoy city-life was, she had decided, to "go get a yob as hired girl in Gopher Prairie." She contentedly lugged her pasteboard telescope from the station to her cousin, Tina Malmquist, maid of all work in the residence of Mrs. Luke Dawson.
"Vell, so you come to town," said Tina. "Ya. Ay get a yob," said Bea. "Vell. . . . You got a fella now?" "Ya. Yim Yacobson." "Vell. I'm glat to see you. How much you vant a veek?" "Sex dollar." "There ain't nobody pay dat. Vait! Dr. Kennicott, I t'ink he marry a girl from de Cities. Maybe she pay dat. Vell. You go take a valk." "Ya," said Bea.
We go to his folks dey leev up in Michigan. He try vork dere and I coom back on a veesit to Yon Yonson's wife. He vork for Misder Latham." "Yes, I know!" cried Janice, anxiously. "Now Willie bane coom back to his old yob at de pickle vorks. And how is you? You look fine." "Oh, Olga, we have been dreadfully worried. When when you went away from our house did you see a little box like a jewel box?
"Did he go then?" the girl pressed on mischievously. "Well, I gave him a 'yob' over at the yards. It wasn't much of a 'yob' though." This speech aroused some laughter, and the talk drifted on in little waves into safer channels. The episode, however, seemed to have made an undue impression upon Sommers. Miss Hitchcock's efforts to bring him into the conversation failed. As for Mrs.
The Norwegian grinned and said: "Aye tank he be a pretty big yob to put all that snow away." In a little while the new street commissioner and I left the others at a game of cards and started out to go to the hotel. There was a strong northwest wind, and the fine snow was sifting along close to the ground. I noticed that the rails were already covered in front of the depot.
It was an astonishing revelation of character, that glance. I think the Swede designed it so, for he was about to make me a momentous offer. "Ay ship you by easy ship, shore-going ship. No vatch, no heavy veather, good times, ja. You thump mine roonar, you take his voomans, so you take his yob. Ja? You ship by the Knitting Swede?"
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