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Updated: May 1, 2025
She can't work and it's all turning green, and the company doctor says she may she may have to have it cut off. And Marija cries all the time her money is nearly all gone, too, and we can't pay the rent and the interest on the house; and we have no coal and nothing more to eat, and the man at the store, he says " The little fellow stopped again, beginning to whimper.
"She's been quiet a long time," replied the other. There was another pause broken suddenly by a voice from the attic: "Hello, there!" Several of the women ran into the next room, while Marija sprang toward Jurgis. "Wait here!" she cried, and the two stood, pale and trembling, listening.
"Yes," said Marija, "I forgot. You didn't know about it." "How did he die?" "Rats killed him," she answered. Jurgis gave a gasp. "Rats killed him!" "Yes," said the other; she was bending over, lacing her shoes as she spoke. "He was working in an oil factory at least he was hired by the men to get their beer.
As the prison breakfast had not been liberal, Jurgis had a good appetite, and they had a little feast together, talking meanwhile of Elzbieta and the children and old times. Shortly before they were through, there came another colored girl, with the message that the "madame" wanted Marija "Lithuanian Mary," as they called her here. "That means you have to go," she said to Jurgis.
And all the time the old woman was going on talking. They wished that she would be still; her voice sounded like the croaking of some dismal raven. Jurgis sat with his hands clenched and beads of perspiration on his forehead, and there was a great lump in Ona's throat, choking her. Then suddenly Teta Elzbieta broke the silence with a wail, and Marija began to wring her hands and sob, "Ai! Ai!
In any case Marija would bring back a huge pocketful of cakes and sandwiches for the children, and stories of all the good things she herself had managed to consume.
It was necessary for the packing machines to grind till late at night to provide food that would be eaten at Christmas breakfasts; and Marija and Elzbieta and Ona, as part of the machine, began working fifteen or sixteen hours a day.
Then a long time ago the man came for the rent. He was very cross. He came again last week. He said he would turn us out of the house. And then Marija " A sob choked Stanislovas, and he stopped. "What's the matter with Marija?" cried Jurgis. "She's cut her hand!" said the boy. "She's cut it bad, this time, worse than before.
Marija's lesson came just in time to save Ona from a similar fate. Ona, too, was dissatisfied with her place, and had far more reason than Marija. She did not tell half of her story at home, because she saw it was a torment to Jurgis, and she was afraid of what he might do. For a long time Ona had seen that Miss Henderson, the forelady in her department, did not like her.
He would manage to persuade her of it and besides, Marija was willing, and Marija was furnishing the money. If Elzbieta were ugly, he would tell her that in so many words. So Jurgis went on meditating; until finally, when he had been an hour or two in the hall, there began to prepare itself a repetition of the dismal catastrophe of the night before.
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