"Then the ogre sees him, and the great hulking sneak jumps on the boy,
clouts him over the head, and kicks him with his boot. All he saw was an
idle child. The little fellow was too surprised to cry. 'My God,' he
whispers coming to me, 'did you see dat?' 'I did,' I answers, 'and you
got what was coming to you for going ahead of the rest!' But while I
said it I laid my plans, for there was fire in my heart.
"There's one way a child can always leave her place whether at the mill
or the school and that's by asking for a drink of water. The good Lord
must have made the little ones so dry that they would be sure of moving
about once in a while during the long day. After a time, when Hicks had
us whiter than the cotton we was working on, I got permission to get a
drink. That meant I must go through another room to where the bucket of
water was. After I'd drunk my fill I walked back, and there were the two
girls in charge of the warper looking out of the window, the machines
going merrily all the while. They glanced around at me and then turned
to the window again, and just then I slipped my roller-hook into a nice
place in the machinery where I thought it would do me some good, and, as
innocent looking as a cat that's stole the cream, went back to the
spinning-room.
"It isn't but three or four minutes before one of the two girls come to
the old ogre to say something's wrong with the machinery. The man gives
an oath and leaves us. I knew he'd be some minutes finding the trouble,
and I began talking to my mates. There was a big window near where I
worked that looked out on an embankment, and one by one I called the
boys and girls to me, and explained that we must go on a strike. We
oughtn't to work for a man that beat and hollered at us the way Hicks
did. 'Twas the time now to show our strength and get out of this dirty
hole.
"I don't remember my arguments very well. I think they were somewhat
hurried, with one eye on the window and the other on the door where the
ogre might come back. But the children got into the spirit of the thing,
and it was jump out of the window and the strike was on!
"Jules went first. We made him, but he was game for it anyway. And then
the rest of us dropped down the few feet on the grass and away to the
hills at the back of the town.
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