LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
| We Breathe the Hot Air, Heavy with the Smell of Fresh Soil, and the Sweat Drips from our Faces upon the Damp Clay, | [Frontispiece] |
| FACING PAGE | |
| I Easily Passed Unnoticed in the Crowd, | [24] |
| A Weird Procession, this Fragment of a Company in the Ranks of Labor, | [48] |
| I Held my Peace, and Respectfully Touched my Cap, Inwardly Calling Her the Beauty that She Was, | [94] |
| The Men were Rising from their Seats, and the Air was Full of Welcome, | [216] |
THE WORKERS