THE STRIKER'S STORY.
I've got a baby ten months old j Till I went out on strike, I swear I never had a chance To see what she was like. At any rate, it's solid fact— And doubtless will surprise You—that till now I never knevf The colour of her eyes. All day and half-way through the night The company would keep Me, and when I was home, the kid, Of course, was fast asleep. 'Twas seldom, even, that I got A good look at her ma; And baby, bless her little heart, She never saw her pa. Folks say there's compensation fo* Most every ill in life; The strike gave me the time to get Acquainted with my wife. And she has introduced me to The kid. I tell you what, I just begin to realize The blessings I have got. For them I'll freeze in winter's Cold Or broil in summer's sun ; For them I'll stand in rain or hail, Tho' tisn't such great fun. But working all the time, that is A leetle bit too rough ; And wife and I and baby think Ten steady hours enough. — Boston Daily Glolti
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Ashburton Guardian, Volume XIV, Issue 3050, 12 August 1893, Page 3
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193THE STRIKER'S STORY. Ashburton Guardian, Volume XIV, Issue 3050, 12 August 1893, Page 3
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