The Circus Boys on the Plains : or, the Young Advance Agents Ahead of the Show by Edgar B. P. Darlington
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He'll never forget it. If he doesn't get you fired, he will get
even with you in some other way." Phil laughed. "I'll do my duty. But I am not afraid of him. Are all car managers like Mr. Snowden?" "Most of them. Some better, some worse. They think they are not doing their duty, earning their meal-tickets, unless they are Roaring Jakes. But Snowden is the worst ever. He has the meanest disposition of any man I ever knew. This is his first season on Number Three, and I shouldn't be surprised if it were his last. I hear Boss Sparling doesn't take to him. Know anything about that?" Phil shook his head. "Why do you let him treat you as he does?" "Let him? Well, I'll tell you confidentially. Most of us have families to support. Some of us have wives; others mothers and sisters to look after. It's put up with the roast or get out. And let me tell you, the Boss isn't slow about closing out a fellow he doesn't like. He'll fire you at the drop of the hat." "I'm hungry; where do we eat?" interrupted Teddy. "Eat?" |
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