Construction industry -- Fiction; Labor unions -- Fiction; New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction; Strikes and lockouts -- Fiction
Of the men sent out to this distant job perhaps one-half were union
members. These formed a local branch of their society, and this Foley
was induced to join. He rapidly won to influence and power in the
affairs of the union, finding here the same keen enjoyment in managing
men that he had first tasted in Dan McGuire's ward. After the completion
of this job he worked in Scotland and Brazil, always active in the
affairs of his union. At thirty-two he found himself back in New
York,--a forceful leader ripe for an opportunity.
He had not been in New York a week when he discovered his chance. The
union there was wofully weak--an organization only in name. The
employers hardly gave it a consideration; the members themselves hardly
held it in higher esteem. The men were working ten hours a day for two
dollars; lacking the support of a strong union they were afraid to seek
better terms. As Foley grimly expressed it, "The bosses have got youse
down an' are settin' on your heads." Here in this utter disorganization
Foley perceived his opportunity. He foresaw the extent to which the
erection of steel-frame buildings, then in its beginning, was certain to
develop. His trade was bound to become the "fundamental trade"; until
his union had put up the steel frames the contractors could do
nothing--the other workmen could do nothing. A strongly organized union
holding this power--there was no limit to the concessions it might
demand and secure.
It was a great opportunity. Foley went quietly to work on a job at
twelve dollars a week, and bided his time. At the end of six months he
was elected president and walking delegate of the union. He had no
trouble in securing the offices. No one else wanted them. This was early
in the spring. The first labor he set himself was the thorough
organization of the union and the taking into its ranks of every
ironworker in the city.
The following spring there was a strike. Foley now came for the first
time before the contractors' attention. They regarded him lightly,
having remembrance of his predecessors. But they soon found they were
facing a man who, though uneducated and of ungrammatical speech, was as
keen and powerful as the best of them. The strike was won, and great was
the name of Foley. In the next three years there were two more strikes
for increases in wages, which were won. And the name of Foley waxed
greater.
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