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The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 61 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 61

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 61
Chapter LXIThe new park, which had been named, in honor of the president of the street railway company, Clemens Park, was composed of a light growth of oak and birch trees. With the light of the full moon, like a broadside of silvery arrows, and the frequent electric-lights filtering through the young, delicate foliage, it was much more effective than a grove of pine or hemlock would have been.When the people streamed into it from the crowded electric-cars, there were exclamations of rapture. Women and girls fairly shrieked with delight. The ground, which had been entirely cleared of undergrowth, was like... Long Stories - Post by : waypoint - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 3145

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 60 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 60

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 60
Chapter LXLloyd's had been running for two months, and spring had fairly begun. It was a very forward season. The elms were leafed out, the cherry and peach blossoms had fallen, and the apple-trees were in full flower. There were many orchards around Rowe. The little city was surrounded with bowing garlands of tenderest white and rose, the well-kept lawns in the city limits were like velvet, and golden-spiked bushes and pink trails of flowering almond were beside the gates. Lilacs also, flushed with rose, purpled the walls of old houses. One morning Ellen, on her way to the factory, had... Long Stories - Post by : drawoh - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 686

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 59 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 59

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 59
Chapter LIXWhen Robert Lloyd entered the factory that morning he experienced one of those revulsions which come to man in common with all creation. As the wind can swerve from south to east, and its swerving be a part of the universal scheme of things, so the inconsistency of a human soul can be an integral part of its consistency. Robert, entering Lloyd's, flushed with triumph over his workmen, filled also with rage whenever he thought of poor Risley, became suddenly, to all appearances, another man. However, he was the same man, only he had come under some hidden law of... Long Stories - Post by : Davyj - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 909

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 58 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 58

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 58
Chapter LVIIILyman Risley was very seriously injured. There was, as the men had reported, danger for his eyes. When Robert was called into the reception-room of the hospital to see his aunt, he scarcely recognized her. Her soft, white hair was tossed about her temples, her cheeks were burning. She ran up to him like an eager child and clutched his arm."How is he?" she demanded. "Tell me quick!""They are doing everything they can for him. Why, don't, poor Aunt Cynthia!""His eyes, they said--""I hope he will come out all right. Don't, dear Aunt Cynthia." The young man put his arm... Long Stories - Post by : rikki - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 1198

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 57 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 57

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 57
Chapter LVIIEllen had not arrived at her decision with regard to the strike as suddenly as it may have seemed. All winter, ever since the strike, Ellen had been wondering, not whether the principle of the matter was correct or not, that she never doubted; she never swerved in her belief concerning the cruel tyranny of the rich and the helpless suffering of the poor, and their good reason for making a stand, but she doubted more and more the wisdom of it. She used to sit for hours up in her chamber after her father and mother had gone to... Long Stories - Post by : rossl58 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 1748

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 56 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 56

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 56
Chapter LVIThat was a hard winter for Rowe. Aside from the financial stress, the elements seemed to conspire against the people who were so ill-prepared to meet their fury. It was the coldest winter which had been known for years; coal was higher, and the poor people had less coal to burn. Storm succeeded storm; then, when there came a warm spell, there was an epidemic of the grippe, and doctors' bills to pay and quinine to buy--and quinine was very dear.The Brewsters managed to keep up the interest on the house mortgage, but their living expenses were reduced to the... Long Stories - Post by : cailee - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 2514

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 55 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 55

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 55
Chapter LVOn the day after the strike Ellen went to McGuire's and to Briggs's, the two other factories in Rowe, to see if she could obtain a position; but she was not successful. McGuire had discharged some of his employes, reducing his force to its smallest possible limits, since he had fewer orders, and was trying in that way to avert the necessity of a cut in wages, and a strike or shut-down. McGuire's was essentially a union factory, as was Briggs's. Ellen would have found in either case difficulty about obtaining employment, because she did not belong to the union,... Long Stories - Post by : texan-in-oz - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 2934

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 54 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 54

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 54
Chapter LIVWhen Robert went home in the winter twilight he was more miserable than he had ever been in his life. He felt as if he had been assaulting a beautiful alabaster wall of unreason. He felt as if that which he could shatter at a blow had yet held him in defiance. The idea of this girl, of whom he had thought as his future wife, deliberately setting herself against him, galled him inexpressibly, and in spite of himself he could not quite free his mind of jealousy. On his way home he stopped at Lyman Risley's office, and found,... Long Stories - Post by : Count_T._Ryman - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 3046

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 53 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 53

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 53
Chapter LIIIThat was one of the strangest days which Ellen had ever passed. The enforced idleness gave her an indefinite sense of guilt. She tried to assist her mother about the household tasks, then she tried to sew on the wrappers, but she was awkward about it, from long disuse."Do take your book and sit down and read and rest a little, now you've got a chance," said Fanny, with sharp solicitude.She said never one word concerning it to Ellen, but all the time she thought how Ellen had probably lost her lover. It was really doubtful which suffered the more... Long Stories - Post by : twilight - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 872

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 52 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 52

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 52
Chapter LIIEllen resolved that she would say as little as possible about the trouble at home that night. She did not wish her parents to worry over it until it was settled in one way or another.When her mother asked what they had done about the wage-cutting, she replied that a committee had been appointed to wait on Mr. Lloyd that evening, and talk it over with him; then she said nothing more."He won't give in if he's like his uncle," said Fanny.Ellen went on eating her supper in silence. Her father glanced at her with sharp solicitude."Maybe he will," said... Long Stories - Post by : rburns - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 974

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 51 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 51

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 51
Chapter LIWhen Ellen started for the factory the next morning the storm had not ceased; the roads were very heavy, although the snow-plough had been out at intervals all night, and there was a struggling line of shovelling men along the car-track, but the cars were still unable to penetrate the drifts. When Ellen passed her grandmother's house the old woman tapped sharply on the window and motioned her back frantically with one bony hand. The window was frozen to the sill with the snow, and she could not raise it. Ellen shook her head, smiling. Her grandmother continued to wave... Long Stories - Post by : ginog - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 3424

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 50 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 50

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 50
Chapter LWhen Ellen came in sight of her house that night she saw her father's bent figure moving down the path with sidewise motions of a broom. He had been out at short intervals all the afternoon, that she should not have to wade through drifts to the door. The electric-light shone full on this narrow, cleared track and the toiling figure."Hullo, father!" Ellen called out. Andrew turned, and his face lit with love and welcome and solicitude."Be you dreadful snowy?" he asked."Oh no, father, not very.""It's an awful storm.""Pretty bad, but I got along all right. The snow-plough has been... Long Stories - Post by : nextup - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 1224

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 49 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 49

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 49
Chapter XLIXThe snow increased all day. When the six-o'clock whistle blew, and the workmen streamed out of the factories, it was a wild waste of winter and storm. The wind had come up, and the light snow arose in the distance like white dancers of death, spinning furiously over the level, then settling into long, gravelike ridges. Ellen glanced into the office as she passed the door, and saw Robert Lloyd talking busily with Flynn and another foreman by the name of Dennison. As she passed, Robert turned with a look as if he had been watching for her, and came... Long Stories - Post by : bohlken - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 2498

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 48 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 48

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 48
Chapter XLVIIIEllen had a judicial turn of mind, as her school-master had once said of her. She was able to look at matters from more than one stand-point, but she reasoned with a New Testament clearness of impartiality. She was capable of uncompromising severity, since she brought such a clear light of youth and childhood to bear upon even those things which needed shadows for their true revelation. Everything was for her either black or white. She had not lived long enough, perhaps she never would, for a comprehension of half-tones. The situation to her mind was perfectly simple, and she... Long Stories - Post by : LifeIncome - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 1946

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 47 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 47

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 47
Chapter XLVIIThere was a driving snow-storm the next day. When Ellen started for the factory the white twilight of early morning still lingered. Everywhere were the sons and daughters of toil plodding laboriously and noiselessly through the snow, each keeping in the track of the one who went before. There was no wind blowing, and the snow was in a blue-white level; the trees bent stiffly and quietly beneath a heavy shag of white, and now and then came a clamor of birds, which served to accentuate the silence and peace. Ellen could always be forced by an extreme phase of... Long Stories - Post by : danpend - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 636

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 46 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 46

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 46
Chapter XLVIIt was some time after Mrs. Lloyd's death. Ellen had not seen Robert except as she had caught from time to time a passing glimpse of him in the factory. One night she overheard her father and mother talking about him after she had gone to bed, the sitting-room door having been left ajar."I thought he'd come and call after his aunt died," she heard Fanny say. "I've always thought he liked Ellen, an' here he is now, with all that big factory, an' plenty of money.""Mebbe he will," replied Andrew, with a voice in which were conflicting emotions, pride... Long Stories - Post by : 28alex01 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 2767

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 45 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 45

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 45
Chapter XLVA Short time after Norman Lloyd's death, Ellen, when she had reached the factory one morning, met a stream of returning workmen. They swung along, and on their faces were expressions of mingled solemnity and exultation, as of children let out to play because of sorrow in the house, which will not brook the jarring inconsequence of youth.Mamie Brady, walking beside a young man as red-haired as herself, called out, with ill-repressed glee, "Turn round, Ellen Brewster; there ain't no shop to-day."The young man at her side, nervously meagre, looked at Ellen with a humorous contortion of this thin face,... Long Stories - Post by : cplperry - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 1461

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 44 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 44

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 44
Chapter XLIVWhen Ellen did not return, there was some alarm in the Brewster household. Mrs. Zelotes came over, finally, in a quiver of anxiety."Maybe I had better start out and see if I can find her," said Andrew."I think you had better," returned his mother. "She went before eight o'clock, and it's most midnight, and I've set at my window watchin' ever since. I don't see what you've been thinkin' about, waitin' all this time. I guess if I was a man I shouldn't have waited.""I think she may have gone in to see Abby Atkins--it's on the way--and not realized... Long Stories - Post by : newbiz04 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 982

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 43 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 43

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 43
Chapter XLIIIWhen Mrs. Lloyd entered the room, the attention of every one was taken from the dead man on the bed and concentrated upon the woman. Dr. Story, a nervous, intense, elderly man with a settled frown of perplexity over keen eyes, which he had gotten from a struggle of forty years with unanswerable problems of life and death, stepped towards her hastily. Robert pressed close to her side. Ellen came behind her, holding in a curious, instinctive fashion to a fold of the older woman's gown, as if she had been a mother holding back a child from a sudden... Long Stories - Post by : Smiley - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 510

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 42 The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 42

The Portion Of Labor - Chapter 42
Chapter XLIITuesday evening was one of those marvellously clear atmospheres of autumn which seem to be clearer from the contrast to the mists of the recent summer. The stars swarmed out in unnumbered hosts."Seems to me I never saw so many stars," one would say to another. The air had the sharp cleave of the frost in it. Everything was glittering with a white rime--the house roofs, and the levels of fields on the outskirts of the little city.Ellen had an errand down-town that evening, and she wrapped herself up warmly, putting on a fur collar which she had not worn... Long Stories - Post by : jamescm.com - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary E Wilkins Freeman - Read : 1603