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Updated: May 27, 2025
"He isn't going to blow up the building, is he?" I said, lightly "But he may do other mischief. He's one of the leaders of the union." "Let him lead." The next time I looked at Blitt I felt uncomfortable. His refusal to join my Antomir organization hurt me, and his activities in the union and at socialist gatherings kindled my rancor. His compressed nose revolted me now.
Altogether there was too much socialism among the masses of the Ghetto, I thought Blitt now seemed to be the embodiment of this "class antagonism." "Ah, he won't join my Antomir Society!" I would storm and fume and writhe inwardly.
But, no, I felt in the prime of life, full of vigor, and more active and more alive to the passions than a youth Whenever I chanced to be on the floor where Blitt worked I would avoid looking in his direction. His presence irritated me. "How ridiculous," I often thought. "One would imagine he's my conscience and that's why I want to get rid of him."
The upshot was a strike not merely for the return of Blitt to my employment, but also for higher wages and the recognition of the union. The organization was not strong, and only a small number of my men were members of it, but when these went out all the others followed their contagious example, the members of my Antomir Society not excepted
A short time after this conversation I had trouble with the Cloak-makers' Union, of which Gussie was one of the oldest and most loyal members The cause of the conflict was an operator named Blitt, a native of Antomir, who had been working in my shop for some months.
When Blitt was invited to join the Levinsky Antomir Society of my employees he refused. It turned out that he was one of the active spirits of the union and also an ardent member of the Socialist party. His foreman had not the courage to discharge him, because of my well-known predilection for natives of Antomir, so he reported him to me as a dangerous fellow
But the image of Gussie giving her hard-earned money to help the strikers haunted me. The next morning I went to Atlantic City for a few days, letting Bender "do as he pleased." The strike was compromised, the men obtaining a partial concession of their demands and Blitt waiving his claim to his former job MY business continued to grow.
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