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Closing Out Sale
To make room for my fall stock
of shoes, lam closing out all low
cut shoes in stock at prices less
than cost.
Come and look them over and
make your selection while the
stock is complete.
We also carry a complete line
of Dry Goods and Groceries.
Prices always the lowest. Call
and see them.
J. E. Holliman,
Mclntyre, Ga.
To The Farmers
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best sample and best satisfaction that has ever
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Centennial people who make these gins guaran
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lars per bale on the old fashion gins. I will ap
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with one bale.
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Advertise Now
THE BULLETIN, IRWINTON, GEORGIA.
On The
Picket
Line
Dy A Woman
Writer in f&e
Girl Knitter’?
Strike
NEW YORK.—For thirty-four hours
I have been a striker. For thirty
four hours I have struck for
"higher wages, shorter hours, proper
sanitary conditions, the recognition
of the United Knitters’ union and
the abolishment of child labor, writes
Marie/ Coolidge Rask in the New
York Sunday World.
As a result I have suffered in mind
and body just what any other girl or
woman suffers or is liable to suffer
who strikes for the same or similar
reasons. I have suffered hardships
in order to learn truth, just as those
who were with me' have long suffered
for what they declare to be a princi
ple.
Stories of the hardships endured by
women strikers at the hands of po
licemen and others employed by fac
tory owners to oppose them have
been many. Hardly a day passes in
which some new case is not brought
to light in the local police courts.
As a rule the sufferer can speak lit
tle English. In consequence the re
cital of her experience is brief. Its
full details seldom reach even the
newspaper offices. If they do they
are overshadowed by the countless
larger events which are constantly
occurring In a city where the popula
tion is so tremendous as in Greater
New York.
The only way to lift the veil so
that the public might learn whether
or not the stories were born of hys
teria and vivid imagination was to
voluntarily place one’s self in a posi
tion to experience exactly what these
girls have said they experienced.
Therefore I became a striker.
This recital of my experiences is
not intended as a defense of the girls
nor an attack upon the police. It is
designed as a purely impersonal, un
biased, unprejudiced account of what
actually happened to me personally
and what was seen and done in my
presence and hearing.
Arousing the Pickets.
When I entered the union head
quarters at New Majestic hall, No.
106 Forsythe street, Manhattan, 1
was welcomed by the committee
chairman and told to wait for some
girls to come who could speak Eng
lish. I noticed several rows of chairs
facing the walls. Upon one of these
lay a youth of perhaps seventeen
years, asleep, with his coat for a pil
low. Others in the room had appar
ently just arisen from similar uncom
fortable couches. The chairman was
busy giving instructions to several
groups of young men and women, all
of whom looked tired and sleepy. As
I seated myself he went over to the
soundly sleeping youth and shook
him vigorously.
"Come, wake up; time to go on
duty,” he remarked.
The curly-haired, brown-eyed strip
ling sighed heavily, yawned, then
promptly went fast asleep again. For
a few moments the chairman con
tinued to give directions to the oth
ers, then turned to the boy again.
"Here, you,” he exclaimed, "don’t
be lazy. You fellows slept here last
night so as to be sure to be on time
this morning. Now when I call you
you don’t want to get up.”
The sleepy picket sat up and look
ed about belligerently. “Gee! but
I’m tired,” he exclaimed. Then ho
rose stiffly, stretched himself, ran his
hands several times through his
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The Girl Strikers Arise at 4 A. M.
curly hair, gave a hitch to his trou
sers, turned in the neck of his neg
ligee shirt, adjusted his cap carefully
before one of the mirrors which lined
the sides of the hall and lounged to
ward the door.
“I’m ready,” he announced to the
chairman. “Where will I go?”
v As he received his orders the girls
for whom I had been waiting arrived.
They were neat and attractive. They
spoke fluently. Considering the brief
time they had been in America their
vocabulary was surprising. The dif
ficulty was that I could only under
stand about one word in six. For
this reason our conversation was lim
ited. We attended strictly to the
business in hand —that of detecting
and intercepting. If possible, any
strike-breakers who might attempt
to enter the closed shops and per
suade them to join our ranks.
Beginning the Day’s Activity.
When within a block of the shop
at Spring and Greene streets, before
which we were to act as pickets,
members of the union passed us con
stantly. Here and there one loitered
in a doorway or In some obscure
corner where it was possible, for the
time being, to escape the observation
of the police. As we reached the
corner a young man stepped hastily
up to one of the girls beside me.
"Who’s the new girl?” he inquired
abruptly, his critical, observant eyes
taking in every detail of my appear
ance. The girl explained rapidly in
Yiddish.
A policeman standing directlr in
front of the factory looked in our di
rection and the little group fell
apart, some walking down Spring
street and some along the Greene
street side of the building. Back and
forth we walked for nearly an hour.
The number of pickets seemed to in
crease. They had evidently been
scattered all around the block. As
the morning grew late and no work
ers appeared the several detach
ments chanced to meet at the best
point of observation on Spring street.
As we joined the others a tall young
man explained for my benefit that
they might as well all return to head
quarters.
“This shop is running,” he remark
ed. “The bosses must have got the
workers here in an automobile be
fore six o’clock. They’ll probably
let them out about three o'clock this
afternoon. I’ve been here since six
o'clock myself. I know every one of
their workers. If any had come along
since that time I’d have seen them.”
Ready for the Meeting.
By twos and threes the little body
of pickets turned and slowly made its
way back to the hall on Forsythe
street. During our absence the chair
man and his assistants had been dili
gent. Fresh sawdust had been sprin
kled on the floor. The chairs had
been arranged in anticipation of the
mass meeting to occur at 10 o’clock.
The long counter at the rear of the
hall had been brushed off and on it
an aged Russian had arranged a
tempting array of pears, rolls and
pretzels. Five minutes after we en
tered the hall the scene around that
counter resembled a bargain sale in a
department store. The pickets were
having their breakfast.
By ten o’clock the ball was well
filled. There was no unseemly- noise
or disorder. The sociability resem
bled that of any large assembly
where the majority of those present
are young people. Interspersed here
and there were a number of patri-
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Reporting at 6 A. M.
archal-looking men with kindly faces
and sad. discouraged eyes who spoke
no English, whose memories of Rus
sia were darkened by tragedy, injus
tice and oppression and whose bright
visions of America had been “shat
tered by the realization that the high
est wages they might expect to re
ceive for the support of their families
did not exceed five or six dollars a
week.” So declared the strike leader,
indicating the elderly men by a com
prehensive gesture.
Strikers Addressed in Yiddish.
The speeches at the mass meeting
were nearly all in Yiddish. The
union secretary, Miss Jennie Persi
ley, sat by me and invited me to ac
company her to the Brooklyn head
quarters at Liederkranz hall on Man
hattan avenue near Meserole street
that afternoon. I accepted the invita
tion. Miss Persiley could speak Eng
lish. She could explain everything
to me and she would know what par
ticular girls of those present were
sufficiently active union workers to
warrant their pictures appearing in
print. She selected three girls and
we five went to lunch together.
In the afternoon at Liederkranz
hall the stories I had heard from'
these girls were supported by the
strike leaders. According to their
statement, the conditions existing in
the knitting mills were impossible.
They informed me that they frequent
ly have to work well over fifty hours
a week, that in many instances the
shops are cleaned only once a week
and then it is done by the workers
themselves after closing hours on
Saturday, that each girl is then ex
pected to clean the machine at. which
she works and to remove the grease
and lint which has accumulated all
about it
The minimum wage, they said, was
$4 and the maximum $lO and sll a
week; the usual working hours were
from 7:30 a. m. to 12 noon and from
12:30 p. m. to 6:00 p. m., which al
lowed but half an hour for lunch. In
summer the closing hour on Satur
day is 1 o’clock and at other seasons
5 p. m.
The demands made were for a
working period of 50 hours a week,
a 25 per cent increase in wages for
all those earning less than $lO a
week, a 15 per cent increase for
those whose earning capacity is from
$lO to sls a week, and for those
earning more than that, a 10 per cent
increase, proper sanitary conditions
in the shops, the employment of no
children under sixteen years of age
and the recognition of the union.
Hear Music and Speeches.
At Liederkranz hall about 800 to
1,000 people were assembled. There
was music, followed by speeches.
Then the crowd poured down the
stairway and out into the street.
Nearly all turned their steps in the
direction of Throop avenue and Kos
ciusko street, where the Long Island
Knitting Mills are located. Some
were to act as pickets. Others went
to look on. As one looked back to
ward the hall the procession of young
people seemed interminable. The ef
fect was not unlike that of an Easter
day parade. The procession extend
ed for blocks. Every one appeared
pleasant, every one orderly. The mar
jority of the girls were without hats.
Many carried parasols. Light sum
mer dresses and slippers with Colon
ial buckles were numerous. Jewelry,
even of the cheapest and most flashy
variety, was conspicuous by its ab
sence.
The promenaders did not go, many
steps beyond the actual boundaries
of the mill property. By twos and
threes they passed down Throop
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Picket Duty at 7 A. M.
avenue, around the corner and a
short distance along Kosciusko
street, then turned and retraced their
steps for a block along Throop ave
nue, turned again and repeated the
process.
Police Ready to Make Arrests.
The undercurrent of excitement
was increasing. The steady march
ing to and fro was growing monoton
ous. One of the girls called atten
tion to the fact that the police were
preparing to make arrests. She in
dicated the patrol wagon drawn up
on Throop avenue just opposite the
entrance to the mills. Every time
my companion and I passed or re
passed a policeman made some re
mark designed to accelerate our
steps. Once I pointed toward a cov
ered bridge extending back to a build
ing in the rear. The officer was in
stantly alert.
"Get out of that—move along
there,” he called.
"I was only looking at that bridge,”
I replied.
"I don’t care what you were look
ing at,” he insisted. “You move
along. If I have to speak to you
again I’ll arrest you.”
“But I have not stopped fifteen sec
onds,” I retorted. “Can’t I look
where I please?”
"No, you can’t —not around here,”
was the reply.
With one accord all quickened
their steps, hoping to be within sight
and hearing when the strike-breakers
should be rushed from the mills to
the waiting automobile which' had
drawn up to the curb and from which
a number of rough-looking men had
descended.
Someone whispered that the plain
clothes men were bringing the work
ers out of the mill to the automobile.
Naturally I wanted to see. The pa
trolman, according to his duty, was
quite determined that I should keep
back. . Over the heads of those in
front of rne I could see nothing until
after the workers had taken their
places in the automobile. I was sur
prised that no attempt was made by
the strikers to molest them. As the
automobile started away a lbw, de
risive murmur arose from the throng.
But that was the limit of the demon
stration made. The strikers had de
termined to be orderly, and the police
had no chance to make arrests.
Glacial Ice Coming.
A Norseman who has been reading
the reports of a threatened ice famine
in some of the big cities along the
Atlantic coast of the United States is
preparing to carve up one of the gla
ciers that are to be found at the river
heads of Norway and bring this frozen
commodity to the American market.
There is no apparent reason why Nor
way glacial .Ice should not be sold at
a profit in those cities where the re
tail price of ice has been advanced
to a figure far beyond that which pre
vailed last year. ,
Off the coast of Newfoundland, less
than 1.000 miles to the northward of
New York city, are floating iceberg
enough to supply the needs of 20,000,-
000 of people through the hottest of
summers. The average man why buys
his ice in small blocks has doubtless
often wondered why these huge bergs
should not be blown up with dyna
mite and towed doWn the coast in
sections for summer consumption in
the large coastal cities of the United
States. The Norseman is proposing
to do something like this, only he will
saw his bergs into small blocks and
load them on ships. Thus the trans
portation will be more rapid and loss
from melting less.
Ocean Entry Into New Pork.
Army engineers have reported that
the deepening and widening of Am
brose channel leading into New York
harbor is finished, except for a few
minor details, and no further appro
priations for construction will be
needed. This great artificial channel
is seven miles long, 2.000 feet wide
and 40 feet deep at mean low tide.
At night it is so brilliantly lighted by
buoys that the largest ocean steam
ers can enter with perfect safety. The
work was begun in 1901.
A 25-YEAR CASE
OF ECZEMA CURED 1
Mr. Butler Edg^r of Danville, Pa.,,
writes: “I have had an aggravated;
case of Eczema for over 25 years. My
hands were unsightly for a great part
of that long period. I have used seven
60c. bottles of Hancock s Sulphur
Compound and one jar of Hancock’s.
Sulphur Ointment. I feel as though
I had a brand new pair of hands. My
case has been such an aggravated
one. Hancock’s Sulphur. Compound
has cured Ine and I am certain it will
cure anyone if they persist in using it
according to directions.” Hancock’s.
Sulphur Compound and Ointment are
sold by all dealers. Hancock Liquid
Sulphur Co., Baltimore, Md.—Adv.
One Kind.
"I love the noises of the woods.”
“Then I suppose you like the barb
of the dogwood?”
Treatment of Sores.
Apply Hanford’s Balsam lightly and
you should find that gradually the sore
will diminish in size. The older th®>
case the longer it will take, but It will
help the hard cases, after other rem
edies fail. Adv.
Prices of mules are reported to be
rising in Missouri.
For nail in the foot use Hanford's-
Balsam. Adv.
Germany gets by far the largest:
portion of its tin ore from Bolivia.
Pain in the side? Rub on and rub<
in Hanford’s Balsam thoroughly. Adv.
Women never really admire each?
ether. They are too busy admiring
each other’s clothes.
Cool a burn with Hanford’s Balsam..
Adv.
Hay is the chief agricultral crop, of
Switzerland.
Luckily for Him.
The amateur adventurer had just
returned from stirring scenes in Mex
ico, where he had fought under the
banners of the revolutionists. He had?
come home wounded and was telling,
his friends about it.
“It was my first engagement, you>
know. The bullet struck me just un
der the heart.”
“And you lived? How remark-1
able!”
"Oh, no; not at all! You see, my
heart was in my mouth at the
time.”
Real Excitement.
“Yes,” said the meek-looking man,
‘Tve no doubt you’ve had some great
hunting experiences in your travels
abroad.”
“I have, indeed.”
"Buffalo hunting—”
“Yes.”
“And bear hunting—”
“Os course.”
"Well, you just cbme around and
let my wife take you house hunting:
and bargain hunting with her. Then
you'll begin to know what real excite
ment is.”
Light on an Old Subject.
Dentist —Now, open wide your mouth
and I won’t hurt you a bit
The Patient, after the extraction-
Doctor, I know tvhat Ananias did for
a living now.
Interested.
Husband (at the police station) —j
They say you have caught the fellowj
who robbed our house night before;
last.
Sergeant, —Yes. Do you want to see
him?
Husband —Sure! I'd like to talk tq
him. I want to know how he go* inj
without waking my wife. I’ve been’
trying to do that for the last twenty
years. —Judge.
DIDN’T KNOW
That Coffee Was Causing Her Trouble
So common is the use of coffee as a
beverage, many do not know that it ii
tne cause of many obscure ails ’which,
are often attributed to other things.
The easiest way to find out for one
self is to quit the coffee for a while,
at least, and note results. A Virginia
lady found out in this way, and also
learned of a new beverage that is
wholesome as well as pleasant to
drink. She writes:
“I am 40 years old and all my life,
up to a year and a half ago, I had
been a coffee drinker.
"Dyspepsia, severe headaches anc
heart weakness made me feel some
times as though I was about to die.
After drinking a cup or two of hot
coffee, my heart would go like a clocH
without a pendulum. At other times if
would almost stop and I was so nervl
ous I did not like to be alone.
“If I took a walk for exercise, ad
soon as I was out of sight of the house
I’d feel as if I was sinking, and this
would frighten me terribly. My limb^
would utterly refuse to support me?
and the pity of it all was, I did not
know that coffee was causing the troui
ble.
“Reading in the papers that many
persons were relieved of such ailments
by leaving off coffee and drinking Post
urn, I got my husband to bring honn
a package. We made it according t<
directions and I liked the first cup. It:
rich, snappy flavor was delicious.
“1 have been using Postum abou
eighteen months and to my great joy
digestion is good, my nerves and hear,
are all right, in fact, I am a well wo mat
once more, thanks to Postum."
Name given by Postum Co., Battl-
Creek, Mich. Write for copy of th;
little book, "The Road to Wellville.
Postum comes in two forms:
Regular Postum — must be wel
boiled.
Instant Postum Is a soluble powdei
A teaspoonful dissolves quickly in
cup of hot water and, with cream an
sugar, makes a delicious beverage ir
stantly. Grocers sell both kinds.
"There’s a reason” for Postum.
