Working With the Working Woman

The jobs on our third floor where the girls and women worked concerned themselves with lamps--the old-fashioned kind, city folks are apt to think. Yet goodness knows we seemed d...

I saunter over to the elevator with a jam of colored girls--the majority of the girls in that factory were colored. I call out, "Third, please." Oh, glory be! Why were we ever b...

I took the coat part of a pair of pink pajamas, smoothed one arm a bit by hand as I laid it out on the stationary side of the ironing press, shaped somewhat like a large metal s...

Kelly went with a peach of a girl in the years gone by--swellest little kid--gee! he respected that girl--never laid hands on her. She wanted to go back to the old country for a...

But eight and one-half hours a day of parrying the advances of affectionate waiters--a law should be passed limiting the cause for such exertion to two hours a day, no overtime....

My compartment came first, directly next the dishes. Next me was a beautiful chef with his white cap set on at just the chef angle. He was an artist, with a youngster about fift...

Yet the world is so full of the unexplored! To those who care more for people than places, around every corner is something new--a world only dreamt of, if that. Why should all...

Word was passed this morning that "company" was coming! The bustling and the hustling and the dusting! Every girl had to clean her press from top to bottom, and we swept the flo...

The dress factory job was like another world compared with candy, brass, and the laundry. In each of those places I had worked on one floor of a big plant, doing one subdivided...

"I know the right way of runnin' this machine good as you do," I fairly glared at him. "I'm sick and tired of doin' it the right way, and if I want to do it wrong awhile for a c...

"Gawd! If I could shake the Falls!" many a girl sighed. Yet they had no concrete idea what they would shake it for. Just before I came the bleachery girls were called into meeti...

The second week I got closer to the girls. Or, more truthfully put, they got closer to me. At the other factories I had asked most of the questions and answered fewer. Here I co...

A tragedy the first pay day. I was so excited when that Saturday came round, to see what it would all be like--to get my first pay envelope. About 11.30 two men came in, one car...

The first week Nancy, a young Italian girl (there were only two nationalities in the Falls--Italians and Americans), and I ticketed pillow cases. At the end of that time I had b...

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Group 2 is at present but an infinitesimal fraction of labor. It comprises those workers whose background has been fortunate enough, as to both heredity and environment, to allo...

No History of Art fills the place of this one. First, it shows art to be the expression of the race, not an individual expression of the artist. Second, it reverses the usual pr...