The Jungle eBook

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It took him two days to get over this heartsickening disappointment.  He did not drink anything, because Elzbieta got his money for safekeeping, and knew him too well to be in the least frightened by his angry demands.  He stayed up in the garret however, and sulked—­what was the use of a man’s hunting a job when it was taken from him before he had time to learn the work?  But then their money was going again, and little Antanas was hungry, and crying with the bitter cold of the garret.  Also Madame Haupt, the midwife, was after him for some money.  So he went out once more.

For another ten days he roamed the streets and alleys of the huge city, sick and hungry, begging for any work.  He tried in stores and offices, in restaurants and hotels, along the docks and in the railroad yards, in warehouses and mills and factories where they made products that went to every corner of the world.  There were often one or two chances—­but there were always a hundred men for every chance, and his turn would not come.  At night he crept into sheds and cellars and doorways—­until there came a spell of belated winter weather, with a raging gale, and the thermometer five degrees below zero at sundown and falling all night.  Then Jurgis fought like a wild beast to get into the big Harrison Street police station, and slept down in a corridor, crowded with two other men upon a single step.

He had to fight often in these days to fight for a place near the factory gates, and now and again with gangs on the street.  He found, for instance, that the business of carrying satchels for railroad passengers was a pre-empted one—­whenever he essayed it, eight or ten men and boys would fall upon him and force him to run for his life.  They always had the policeman “squared,” and so there was no use in expecting protection.

That Jurgis did not starve to death was due solely to the pittance the children brought him.  And even this was never certain.  For one thing the cold was almost more than the children could bear; and then they, too, were in perpetual peril from rivals who plundered and beat them.  The law was against them, too—­little Vilimas, who was really eleven, but did not look to be eight, was stopped on the streets by a severe old lady in spectacles, who told him that he was too young to be working and that if he did not stop selling papers she would send a truant officer after him.  Also one night a strange man caught little Kotrina by the arm and tried to persuade her into a dark cellarway, an experience which filled her with such terror that she was hardly to be kept at work.

At last, on a Sunday, as there was no use looking for work, Jurgis went home by stealing rides on the cars.  He found that they had been waiting for him for three days—­there was a chance of a job for him.

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