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Updated: June 1, 2025


It had come to be an unwritten law in the Cabbage Patch that as few questions as possible should be asked of strangers. People had come there before who could not give clear accounts of themselves. "Now I'll tell you what I think'll be best," said Mrs. Wiggs, who enjoyed untangling snarls. "Asia kin take Mary up to the fact'ry with her to-morrow, an' see if she kin git her a job.

I'd remark, grabbin' him by the collar. "Whaddye think this is, a soap fact'ry? Leggo that shin-bone." "Gr-r-r-r!" he'd remark back, real hostile, and roll his eyes menacin'. At which Vee would snicker and observe: "Now isn't he the dearest thing to do that, Torchy? Do let him have his booful bone there. I'll spread a newspaper under it."

"There don't any children have to work anywhere as they do here," he fairly shouted, "here where they rob the cradle for workers, where the little voices become sad and bitter 'most as soon as they can lisp, where the brightness o' childhood fades out before its time, an' where its only world is the mill, the shop, an' the fact'ry.

The last four years in the fact'ry here had finished him. Tink had worked there, too, and his sister had married one of the hands. "It's the graveyard of the Tuttle family, this place is, I suppose," says Tink. "It got father, and it has almost got me. Some folks can breathe brass filings and carbon dioxide and thrive on it; but we can't.

You know, one o' them big cakes from the ice fact'ry fell on him. . . . I tell Barzillai the city folks are a godsend to us Cape Codders in summer time, now that sea-goin' don't seem so pop'lar with the men as it useter be." "I dunno. Some of these city folks don't seem to be sent by the Lord, but by the other feller!" was the grim rejoinder.

"Johnnie," she whispered, and he saw himself dancing in those dark pools; " oh, if I don't tell it to somebody, I'll just die! Oh, Johnnie, what do you think? What do you think?" He thought; then, "New shoes?" he hazarded. "A new dress? A a more money at the fact'ry? Or" and in an excited rush "another book!" "Oh!" She lifted her face to the ceiling, wagging her head helplessly.

They look as if their name would be Thropp." Adna made the apologies glad tidings being manifestly out of place. "Hope we 'ain't put you out, daughter. We thought we'd s'prise you. We went to the fact'ry. Man at the door says you wasn't workin' there no more. Give us this address. Right nice place here, ain't it? Looks like a nice class of folks lived here."

'And sae is the fact'ry, she added, as if she had not quite reassured herself concerning it. 'The fiddle's yours nae mair, grannie. And for the fact'ry ye winna believe me: gang and see yersel'. Therewith Robert retreated to his garret.

We didn't take no stock in him at first, we never hed one o' that nigger-tradin' secedin' lot in amongst us, but he was pleasant spoken 'n' a square, all-round feller, 'n' didn't git off any secesh nonsense, 'n' it ended in our likin' him first-rate. Wall, he got work in the cannin' fact'ry over on the Butterfield road, 'n' then he fell in with the Maddoxes.

This ain't no flivver fact'ry build you a car while you change yer shirt course I ain't changed them gaskets." Harry clumped sullenly out of the door and down the street, keeping close to the wall, in the shade. Harry was an old married man and his feet were leaden. Joe chuckled as he gazed after him speculatively. And then he passed through the door back into the shop.

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