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Catch father givin' up anything. But as for me, I wish you'd all slow up an' stick to work, if you do get a little less. If we quit work I can't have a nearseal cape, and I've set my heart on a nearseal cape this winter." Ellen resolved that she would say as little as possible about the trouble at home that night.
There were very few left in the factory. Among them were John Sargent, the laster who was a deacon and had formed one of the consulting committee, Sadie Peel, who wanted her nearseal cape, and Mamie Brady, who would do nothing which she thought would displease the foreman, Flynn. "If father's mind to be such a fool, it's no reason why I should," said Sadie Peel, stitching determinedly away.
She even thought with a sort of scornful sympathy of Sadie Peel, who could not have her nearseal cape, and had not wished to strike. She reflected, as she had done so many times before, that the world was very old thousands of years old and inequality was as old as the world.
She rushed as fast as she could that her father might not get before her and be hurt in some way. "Scab! scab!" shouted Lee and the others. "Scab yourself!" shrieked Sadie Peel. Her father was one of the opposing party, and that gave her perfect audacity. "Look out you don't hit me, dad," she cried to him. "I'm goin' to get my nearseal cape. Don't you hit your daughter, Tom Peel!"
"Father's keepin' on strikin', but I guess he won't see his own daughter hurt; and now I'm goin' to have my nearseal cape, if it is late in the season. They're cheaper now, that's one good thing. On some accounts the strike has been a lucky thing for me." She marched along, swinging her arms jauntily. Ellen and Maria and Abby were close together.
"I'll shut up when I get ready, Abby Atkins! I ain't afraid of them if you be. They dassen't hit me. Scab, scab!" the girl yelled back, with a hysteric laugh. "Don't that girl know anything?" growled a man behind her. "Shut up, Sadie Peel," said Abby Atkins. "I ain't afraid if you be, and I won't shut up till I get ready, for you or anybody else. I'm goin' to have my nearseal cape! Hi!"
"I don't know but all our help lies in the union, and we've been a pack of fools not to go in with them, because we hoped Lloyd would weaken and take us back. He hasn't weakened; we've had to. Good God, them that's rich have it their own way!" "I'd have joined the union in a minute, and got a job, and got my nearseal cape, if it hadn't been for father," said Sadie Peel, with a loud laugh.
I ain't goin' to be cheated out of my nearseal cape, nohow." "Sadie Peel, you make me tired," cried Abby Atkins. "I don't say that I'm striking, but I'd strike for all a nearseal cape. I'm ashamed of you." "I don't care if you be," said the girl, tossing her head. "A nearseal cape means as much to me as some other things to you. I want Ellen Brewster to hold her tongue."
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