The sun. (Jacksonville, Fla.) 1905-1908, 1906-10-20
THE SUN
By Upton Sinclair

the man NJ the store, ne says
$, The attic fellow stopped again, begin.
painted in frehsy-"Go on y
y 'I-rI will, sobbed Stanisloyas. Its so
so cold all the time And last Sunday
II showed again-ta deep, deep snow--and
II c "naS ~ s PEG to work" ~ coo.
q step toward the child. There was an
old hatred between them because Of the
snow--ever since that dreadful morning
when the boy had had his fingers frozen
and Jurgis had had to beat him TO send
lookin as II he would try to break through
the grating. "You little villain,' he cried,
Il did- II did," walled stanlsIovas.
shrinking from him "a terror. IT tried all
she couldn't either. We couldn't walk at
to eat, and oh, It was 80 cold |! / tried and
then the third day Ona went with me-
!. sI s. she 81; tried q 90 70 work, too. she
had lost her. place. n faG |I.
Jqrgis reeled, and gave a gasp. "she
went back 70 that place. he screamed.
!. IN" she tried TO-" said Stsnlsloyas, gazing
II. The man breathed hard, three or four
II went with her" said StanlsIovas, but
Miss Henderson wouldn't take her back
And Connor saw her and cursed her. lie
him, JurgisT There was vas some ONE i fSscinat.
ing mystery about this. the little fellow
knew but he could get no satisfactory
Jurg,s could not speak; he could only
stare. his eyes starting out. "She has been
on !. 'but she's so weak she can't keep M.
AND my boss would not take me back, eth.
er--Ona says he knew Conner, and that's
tine reason they've all got grudge against
US now. 30 I've got to 80 down town and
seIi papers with tie rest OF the boys and
'Kotrina r. y ou t
Yes, she's been selling papers, too She
does best, because she's n girl Only the
cold is SO bad-it's terrible coming home
at night, Jurgis. Sometimes they can't get
nome at ali--i'm going TO try to find them
late, and IT'S such a long ways home. I'VE
had TO walk and / didn't know where II
was don't know how to get back, either.
Only mother said must come, because you
would help your family when they had nut
Won In jail SO You couldn't work. And /
walked oil day to get here--and only had
q piece OF bread for breakfast, Jurgis.
Mother hasn't any work either, because The
goes and begs at houses with a basket, and
much yesterday II was too cold FOR her
fingers, and today she was crying"------
30 little Stanisl0vas went on, sobbinp M
he talked and Jurgls stood, gripping the
liable tightly, saying not q word, but feel.
Ing that his head would burst; NJ was like
having weights piled upon him. one after
another, crushing the life out OF him. lilo
struggled and fought within himself-as N
In some terrible nightmare, In which n man
suffers an agony, and cannot lift HIS hand.
nor cry out, but feels that he Is going mao
that his brain Ia on Are. 'T'T'
Just when it seemed to him that mother
turn, OF the screw would kill him. little
Stanisl0vas stopped. "You cannot helm
nsr no said, weakly. "'9 Fl >P
Jurgis shook his head. s., .'....
They won't give you anything here?"
lie shook IL again.
when are you coming out?" fHH
Three weeks yet, Jurgls answered.
And the boy, gazed around him uncer.
l lsai9ly "Then ! might as well Co." he
Jurgls nodded Then, suddenly recollect.
ng, ne put his hand into his pocket and
rev IL out, shaking Here" he said.
,o J. ding out the fourteen cents. Take this
And stanlslovas took 1t, and after a III.
ie more hesitation, started for the door.
,uood,Dy, Jurgis," he said, and the other
lct that ne walked unsteadily az he
For a minute s q 80 Jurgis stood clInp,o,
0 the chair, Keeling and swa . n fhaHs
he keeper touched him on the arm and he
urred ana went back to breaking stone.
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