Short stories
“My Bonnie-e-e lies over th’ ocean. My Bonnie-e-e lies over th’ sea. My Bonnie-e-e lies o-ver th’----” wailed Chuck Warner in a minor key, turning his long nose toward the blue sky, and keeping a silent accompaniment to his vocal gyrations by wiggling his ears.
“My Bonnie-e-e lies over th’ ocean. My Bonnie-e-e lies over th’ sea. My Bonnie-e-e lies o-ver th’----” wailed Chuck Warner in a minor key, turning his long nose toward the blue...
2. Part 2“And his foreman missin’,” supplemented Weinie. “Swede has hived up with Pete Gonyer, over on Roarin’ Creek, and Beans threatens to shoot th’ first woman what pokes her nose in...