 Wysłany: Sob 14:16, 12 Mar 2011 Temat postu: what kind of a place is this town |
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| and female. The faces of the little cats were Mrs. Brannon. 'I have checks here for the beers,' Brannon said. 'And crosses for dinners and straight lines for the whiskey. Let me see------' Brannon rubbed his nose and his eyelids drooped down. Then he shut the tablet. 'Approximately twenty dollars.' 'It'll take me a long time,' Jake said. T3ut maybe you'll get it' "There's no big hurry.' Jake leaned against the counter. 'Say, what kind of a place is this town?' 'Ordinary,' Brannon said. 'About like any other place the same size.' 'What population?' 'Around thirty thousand.' Jake opened the package of tobacco and rolled himself . a cigarette. His hands were shaking. 'Mostly mills?' That's right. Four big cotton mills—those are the main ones. A hosiery factory. Some gins and sawmills.' 'What kind of wages?' 'I'd say around ten or eleven a week on the average— but then of course they get laid off now and then. What makes you ask all this? You mean to try to get a job in a mill?' Jake dug his fist into his eye and rubbed it sleepily. 'Don't know. I might and I might not.' He laid the newspaper on the counter and pointed out the advertisement52 he had just read. 'I think I'll go around and look into this.' Brannon read and considered. 'Yeah,' he said finally. 'I've seen that show. It's not much—just a couple of contraptions such as a flying-jinny and swings. It corrals the colored people and mill hands and kids. They move around to different vacant lots in town.' 'Show me how t
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