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Chapter 28 The Mob And The Mill
Word Count: 3220
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Released on: 11/11/2017
The men who did choose to work were forced to pass a picket line of strikers who with jeers and threats and argument
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Helen of the Old House
“Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields_.”