The Jimmyjohn Boss and Other Stories

pubOne.info present you this new edition. I One day at Nampa, which is in Idaho, a ruddy old massive jovial man stood by the Silver City stage, patting his beard with his left hand, and with his right the shoulder of a boy who stood beside him. He had come with the boy on the branch train from Boise, because he was a careful German and liked to say everything twice— twice at least when it was a matter of business. This was a matter of very particular business, and the German had repeated himself for n