ulcerated tooth extracted the
night before. I asked the other if she were sick. She groaned.
"I'll get up just as soon as the pains are gone out of my
stomach." Within an hour she was in the laundry, carrying
armfuls of men's working-suits to the drying-closet. She worked
until half past eight that night.

All the morning I stood beside Old Sallie, who kept asking,
"What time is it now, dear?" because she could not see the
clock.

At noon, as we sat or lay on the beds in the dormitory, one of
the girls said, "My God! I wish I could stay in bed this
afternoon."

In the afternoon I stood beside Theresa, who kept repeating:
"It is so long to work until half past five! If I could only go
to bed at half past five!"

I walked out to supper with a girl named Kate, who had sprained
her ankle a week ago. I said, "Hasn't the doctor seen it?" She
turned on me. "My God! when do I get time to see a doctor?" She
has a bad humor on her face, which is scarlet, and sometimes,
in the morning, covered with fine white scale. She obtains
relief by wiping her cheeks with the damp napkins she shakes.

After supper I went up to the dormitory for a minute. Here I
found a cousin of Theresa's giving her some tea in bed, where I
urged her to stay. The cousin shook her head. "Ah, na," she
said, "she must na' give up; she's new yet at the job--they
wou'na like her to be sick." Theresa arose and crawled back to
the shaking-table, to work until seven o'clock.

Throughout the evening I stood beside a girl, whose foot, when
she walked, hurt her "'way to the top of her head." She said,
"I've been on it ever since half past seven."

On my way back to the dormitory at half past eight, one of the
girls told me how her arms ached and her legs ached. In the
dormitory, the girl who had been in bed all day was sobbing and
feverish. She had a sore throat, and was spitting blood. She
had been lying there all day, with no care, except to have tea
and toast brought to her by a maid.

In looking back on this past week, it seems impossible it
could have been true. Watching these women has been like seeing
animals tortured.

"Such a day of long hours as this generally follows some large festivity.
The Hudson-Fulton celebration, or the automobile show, or a great charity