The Workers: An Experiment in Reality. The WestWyckoff, Walter A. (Walter Augustus)
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The Workers: An Experiment in Reality. The West
Wyckoff, Walter A. (Walter Augustus)
Unemployed -- United States; Working class -- United States
Jake, the third hired man, was boss in the absence of the owner. He had
long been in Mr. Holden’s employ, and had a wife and several children
in a home of his own somewhere in the outskirts of the city. All the
feeding, and cleaning, and currying, and carriage-washing, fell to Ed
and me, while Jake, in addition to a general superintendence, had as
his special trust the care of all the harnesses. He took great pride
in them, and certainly kept them in admirable condition. Ed was chief
carriage-washer and next in command under Jake, while to me, when my
regular work was done, fell the odd jobs of keeping the carriages
oiled, and watering the horses at the proper hours, and lending a hand
at the unloading of the hay and feed as they came in--of holding myself
in readiness, in short, to do anything that anyone in the stable asked
of me. A very good position it was, as I very soon found. I had no
great difficulty in learning the various tasks, and in a stable which,
even in the fierce heat of August, was always comfortable, and at forms
of work which were always interesting, and with every cost of living
provided for, I was clearing five dollars a week.
By no means were the demands of our work continuous. Nearly every
afternoon we had an hour or two or even three together, when there was
little to be done. I found a book-shop across the way from the stable,
where second-hand books could be rented at the rate of six cents a week
and the books exchanged as often as you pleased.
Then in the evenings, when we all had supped in turn, and the stalls
had been made ready for the night, and the traps sent out in answer to
the evening trade, Jake and Ed and I used to sit out in front, within
easy hearing of the telephone-bell, with our chairs tilted against the
stable-wall and our feet caught by the heels on the chair-rounds, and
there we talked by the hour together, until Jake went home and left Ed
and me to care for the outstanding horses and traps, and lock up the
stable for the night.
I was at a disadvantage in these conversations. Jake and Ed were
Yankees, both of them shrewd, hard-headed, steady fellows. Jake was the
father of a family, and Ed an unmarried man of three-and-thirty, who
was working with all his might to pay off the mortgage on his father’s
farm back in Illinois. Both of them had had some district-school
training, but nothing beyond, and while they had a perfectly
intelligent knowledge of affairs which concerned them as men and as
citizens, their farther intellectual horizon was limited.
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