The Workers: An Experiment in Reality. The West — John Shaqi
The Workers: An Experiment in Reality. The WestWyckoff, Walter A. (Walter Augustus)
History
The Workers: An Experiment in Reality. The West
Wyckoff, Walter A. (Walter Augustus)
Unemployed -- United States; Working class -- United States
It was still dark when we reached the factory gates, for the better
part of an hour remained before the sun would be well up, and it was
almost half an hour before the beginning of the day’s work. We were
not the first to be on hand. Already there were groups of men who
stood before the fast-closed gate, or stamped slowly up and down on
the sleepers of the railway which enters the factory yard, or gathered
for shelter behind the walls of neighboring buildings. The number of
these men was growing fast. I thought at first that many of them were
employees waiting for the morning opening of the factory. But when
the heavy gate moved down its groove in answer to the keeper’s push,
disclosing the open area of the factory yard and the long platforms
flanking the warehouses, this company of waiting men, grown now to
eighty or a hundred strong, stood against the high board fence and
along the edges of a great stream of workingmen, which began to pour
with increasing volume through the narrow way. A bell sounded from
the factory tower, and you could hear the first slow movements of the
piston-rods, and the answering stir among the fly-wheels as they warmed
to swifter motion, and the straps and pulleys tuning up to the canticle
of the working-day.
[Illustration: WAITING FOR A JOB OUTSIDE THE FACTORY GATES.]
The sudden on-rush of factory-hands was almost a miracle. Men seemed
to rise as by magic from the soil. They streamed from neighboring
tenements, and along the wooden sidewalks, and from out the horse-cars
which came down the streets loaded to the couplers. They had grown
to the number of an army, and in rough, uneven, changing ranks they
walked briskly, five, six, nine men abreast, while the bell tapped
off nervously the swift approach of seven o’clock. Two men seated in
a buggy drove their horse slowly into the thick of the crowd, which
deflected at the gate to let them pass, and then closed in behind with
increased momentum. The superintendent of the factory stepped down
from the buggy and climbed the staircase to his office.
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