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gone and a frightfully scarred hand--he
held it up for me to see--he went back into the mill.
But it kept getting worse and worse said he louis vutton, and finally I couldn't
stand it any longer.
He and a group of friends got together secretly and tried to organize a
uniontried to get the workmen together to improve their own condition;
but in some way ("they had spies everywhere he said) the manager
learned of the attempt and one morning when he reported at the mill he
was handed a slip asking him to call for his wages
that his help was no
longer required.
I'd been with that one company for twenty years and four months he
said bitterly
I'd helped in my small way to build it upmake it a big
concern payin' 28 per cent. dividends every year; I'd given part of my right
hand in doin' it--and they threw me out like an old shoe."
He said he would have pulled up and gone awaybut he still had the
little home and the gardenand his wife and daughter were still at workso
he hung on grimlytrying to get some other job. "But what good is a man
for any other sort of work he said
when he has been trained to the mills
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