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* Poor fellow ! Walk right in, and let me 

 give you a hot breakfast.' 



1 No, thankee. Me and my mates jes' crave 

 a mite o' dry bread to help fix the dressin' 

 for our turkey ; that's all we're after gettinV 



When the Coxeyite army marched through 

 the land like a horde of locusts, it was known, 

 past all dispute, that many of these unem- 

 ployed had thrown up paying positions in 

 California, and had since refused excellent 

 offers of work en route, for the sake of the 

 excitement of tramping and posing as martyrs. 

 And for awhile their posing was admirably 

 successful ; but the patience of the most 

 good-natured, kindly people on the face of 

 the civilized globe at length gave out. At 

 the time of the uprising of unemployed in 

 Chicago, farmers throughout the North- West 

 were crying out for harvesters ; but farm- 

 work at two dollars a day was not good 

 enough for * starving men.' 



Far be it from me to sneer at the distresses 

 of the deserving unemployed, of which the 

 hard times so long prevalent on this side have 

 produced their thousands. Yet even into 

 their case an, element enters rarely observed 



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