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These widespread strikes were part of the American Railway Union strike, led by Eugene Debs, a railway worker. One day the governor called Douglas Wilson, chairman of the strike committee, to his office. The militia were called out. There was a long drawn out fight. I was forbidden to leave town without permit, forbidden to hold meetings.

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Nevertheless I slipped through the ranks of the soldiers without their knowing who I was-just an old woman going to a missionary meeting knit mittens for the heathen of Africa! I went down to Rockton, a mining camp, with William Malley and held a meeting. Coming back talk to someone for help the train the conductor recognized me.

He haair me to the general manager and there was hell to pay but I kept right on with my agitation.

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The strike dragged on. Debs was put in jail. The leaders were prosecuted. At last the strike was called off. I was in Birmingham.

Debs was on his way north after being released from jail and the local union arranged a public meeting for him. We rented the opera house and advertised the meeting widely. He was to speak Sunday evening.

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The train pulled in and Debs got off. Those miners did not wait for the gates to open but jumped over the railing.

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They put him on their shoulders and marched out of the station with the crowd in line. Debs is here!

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Downstairs there was a big old open fireplace in front of which were holes big enough to drop a brick through. The manager was delighted with the house. He laughed.

I was given work in the factory, and there I saw the children, little children working, the most heart-rending spectacle in all my life. Sometimes it seemed to me I could not look at those silent little figures; that I must go north, to the grim coal fields, to the Rocky Mountain camps, where the labor fight is at least fought by grown men. Little girls and boys, barefooted, walked up and down between the physics chat rooms rows of spindles, reaching thin little hands into the machinery to repair snapped thre.

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After the lunch period, the hour-in grind, the ceaseless running up and down between the whirring spindles. Babies, tiny children!

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On Sunday a group of mill children were going out to the woods. They came for Maggie.

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Her hair had caught in the machinery and torn her scalp off. At night after the day shift came off work, they came to look at their little companion. A solemn line of little folks with old, old faces, with thin round shoulders, passed before the corpse, crying. They were just little tuscaloosaa but death to them was a familiar figure. Maggie was so tired and she just wanted to sleep forever.

I did not stay long in one place.