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Sinclair, Upton, 1878-1968

"They Call Me Carpenter"

"It really does cost these
poor devils a lot to live, and they say prices are going down, but I
can't see it anywhere but in the papers."
"Well," said I, "I guess you were glad enough to have somebody do
this job."
He grinned. "You bet! I've tackled crowds of women before this, and
you don't like to hit them, but they claw into your face if you
don't. I guess the captain will let this bird spout for a bit, even
if he does block the traffic."
We listened for a minute. "Bear in mind, my friends, I am come among
you; and I shall not desert you. I give you my justice, I give you
my freedom. Your cause is my cause, world without end. Amen."
"Now wouldn't that jar you?" remarked the "copper." "Holy Christ, if
you'd hear some of the nuts we have to listen to on street-corners!
What do you suppose that guy thinks he can do, dressed up in
Abraham's nightshirt?"
Said Carpenter: "The days of the exploiter are numbered. The thrones
of the mighty are tottering, and the earth shall belong to them that
labor.


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