Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1909-12-03

the rest SAID Moran.
uasgleton watched the second
hand" and presently took his turn at
the trough and struggled with the
dough. For twenty minutes he turned
the sticky. sodden mass over and over
uno, itself. kneading it and crushing
Il down and tearing 1t apart until his
whole body achcd.
"rbot'll do" relented Moran finally.
"What are those brown stains in the
trouphf' asked Haggleton
Moran examined the stains and
frowned THAT fool has been drib-
bling tobacco juice in the dough again.
pelro." he said sharply, look there.
Haven't ] told you to spit on the floor
il YOU have to SPITE?
.We'u make Il baker Of you yet,
Jackson" grinned the foreman. BE
fore the loaves so into the Gen we
brush 'em over with eggs to get nice
brown. You can do that. Here's the
can and brush, and the eggs are IN
that box. Break half dozen IN the
can and go ahead"
Haggleton Obeyed. but presently
came back to Moran. holding the can
at arms length and wrinkling his nose
with little shifts. These eggs are
bad"
Are. eli? Well, what do you expect
for 30 cents q hundred!'
Il didn't think you would use bad
eggs" said the old man.
You re not here TO think, Mr.. Jack
son. told you what to do. Now do II.
SO the night advanced. and Haggle-
ton worked with scarcely pause. He
! rolled barrels and dragged bags as
fresh -four was needed; he carried
coke for the fires and split wood; ne
helped at the sponging tubs; he sifted
-four; lie bent over the kneading
trough; he carried boxes; he drew
water ut the sink; he worked the dumb
waiter; he stood by at the ovens, and
he never complained. At 10 o'clock he
thought his strength had failed him;
he was sore all over and sick and
weak, but he forced himself to keep on.
At midnight he asked for few min
utes' rest. but Moran shook his head;
lie must do his work; another batch OF
loaves WAS ready-ready for the eggs.
The eggs. His stomach at last revolt
ed, and lie had a violent fit Of vomit-
lug.
knocked out, ehf' said Moran.
Lie Down there
The old man lay down on some bags
| Of flour He groaned, and for long
time he did not move.
Presently Moran came over to him.
1T always makes new man sick.
You'll get used 10 it."
Il hopc not" said Haggleton. Are
there many bakeshops like this in New
York;"
Dozens. and some worse"
Not worse than this"
"Huhp retorted Moran. "I'd like to
show you one on Allen street, dogs
and chickens all about, and-hey.
PetrO." he called. "rOll that barrel
here"
Petro rolled over barrel filed with
crumbs Of sour bread and moldy
dough and sweepings from the floor.
See that" continued Moran. I'VE
let it go as garbage. but there are
bakers who use it. Yes. sir; they soak
| It in stuff that takes away the smell.
then they dry it and put in currants
| and molasses and bake it into cakes.
And heaven knows who eats EN-"
That's an outrage"
Moran leaned toward him with a
CLEAN of haired. I'll tell you another
outrage. Mr.. Jaclson-it's when a
landlord takes big rent for rotten
cellar like this anu won't fS The
plumbing. No wonder we're sick.
worked liz cellar bakeshop Oh Hester
street where the plumbing was so Lad
we got back flow from the sewer
every time itArained hard. and the
whole floor was-well. III cut out the
! rest"
"Great Scotti" muttered Haggleton.
| but all this must Ike against the law
Moran laughed harshly That's fine
to talk about law Why aren't the
laws enforced against trusts and rail-
roads? Because somebody has mighty
good grating reasons for not enforc.
ing them. It's the same here
HIN" said HHrgleton. How man;
bakeshops are there IN New York;"
"Twenty-fve hundred or So There
must be 1900 bakers In New YORK
easy"
Haggeton went on quietly, "You
say there's q lot Of sickness among
| them
Sickness burst out Moran. "Of
course there's lot Of sickness. There s
rheumatism and asthma and fever and
consumption. That's the worst-con.
..'mption He paused. and grim
smile spread over his thin face.
Go on said Haggleton.
You know bread is spongy stun and
takes ND anything near it-germs and
dirt and bad wafer Well, we make
the bread, bur they eat 1.-THE million
aires
Not this bread
How do you know who eats this
bread? How do you know who makes
| the bread you eat: A quarter OF
million loaves and cakes are made
every day IN New York by sick bak-
ers-that's putting il .ow-and some
body eats EN-, germs and all. WellT'
'"The germs are killed in the baking"
The heat In the middle OF a good
sized .oaf is away under 200. and II
takes 212 70 make sure OF killing