John Michael Strubhart

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“Well, when we got here to the city, I got off the train, and I was walking along when this man came up to me.” “Where was this?” Brown asked. “Right in the station,” Betty said. “Go ahead.” “He said hello, and he asked me was I new in the city? I said, no, I’d been up North for two years, but I was working out the state. He seemed like a very nice fellow, dressed nice, you know? Respectable?” “Yes,” Kling said. “Anyway, he said he was a preacher. He looked like a preacher, too. He started blessing me then. He said God bless you and all like that, and he said I should be very careful in the ...more
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