Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1909-12-23

De nor. hun. Now you can do some
kneading."
They went to long trough where
the tobacco chewer was in hand /,
hand conflict with a great mass of
dough. three or four hundred pounds
that seemed to writhe and culver in
his arms like live creature
You watch him awhile and then do
the rest" said Moran.
Haggleton 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
upon itself. kneading it and crushing
it down and tearing it apart until his
whole body ached.
"That'll do" relented Moran finally.
What are those brown stains in the
trough:" asked Haggleton.
Moran examined the stains and
frowned. THAT fool has been drb-
bling tobacco juice in the dough again.
retro." he said sharply, look there
Haven't told you to spit on the floor
If you have to spit:"
We'll make a baker of you yet.
Jackson" grinned the foreman. BE
fore the loaves go into the oven we
brush EN- 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 70 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, eh: Well. what do you expect
for 80 cents Il hundred:"
Il didn't think you would use bad
eggs" said the old man.
You're not here 10 think, Mr.. Jack
son. told. YOU what TO do. Now do il. :"
So the night advanced. and Haggle
ton worked with scarcely a pause. He
rolled barrels and dragged bags as
fresh flour was needed: he carried
coke for the fires and split wood; lie
helped at the sponging tubs; he sifted
flour; he bent over the kneading
trough; be carried boxes: he drew
water at 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;
he must do his work; another batch of
leaves was ready-ready for the eggs.
The eggs. His stomach at last revolt
ed, and he had violent ht of vomit-
ing.
Knocked out. eh?" said Moran.
Lie down there
The old man lay down on some bags
of -four. He groaned. and for long
time he did not move.
Presently Moran came over to hin.
1T always makes a new man sick
You'll get used to it."
Il hope not" said Haggleton. Are
there many bakeshops like this In New
York;"
Dozens. and some worse"
MOI worse tnan tnlS!
Huh. 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 filled with
crumbs of sour bread and moldy
dough and sweepings from the floor.
See that" continued Moran. I'VE
let 1t 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 'em."
That's an outrage"
Moran leaned toward him with a
CLEAN of hatred. I'll tell you another
outrage. Mr. Jackson-it's when a
landlord takes big rent for rotten
cellar like this and won't fix the
plumbing. No wonder. we're sick.
worked in a cellar bakeshop on Hester
street where the plumbing was so bad
we got d back flow from the sewer
every time 1t rained hard. and the
whole floor was-well. I'll cut out the
rest"
Great Scott" muttered Haggleton
but all this must be 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"
HIM" said Haggeton. How many
bakeshops are there in New York;"
"Twenty-five hundred or SO. There
must be $1,000 bakers In New York
easy"
Haggleton went on quietly, "Yor
say there's lot of sickness among
them
Sickness burst out Moran. "Oi
course there's lot of sickness. There.
rheumatism and asthma and fever ant
consumption. That's the worst-con
sumption" He paused. and a grin
/ smile spread over his thin face.
Go on" said Haggleton.