Illustrations Of Political Economy - Vol III: A Manchester Strike - Cousin Marshall - Ireland Book

ILLUSTRATIONS POLITICAL ECONOIMY. - VOL. III. - CONTENTS - A MANCHESTER STRIKE, CHAP. PAaE 1. The Weeks end . 1 2. Childs Gossip . . 16 3. No Union of Masters 23 4. Union of Men . 40 5. No Progress made . 58 6. Night and Morning 63 CHAP. PAQl 7. A Committee . . 72 8. A Thte-A-t te . . 84 9. A Public Meeting . 91 10. Hope declining . . 108 11. Final Deliberation 118 12. Hope extinct . . 126 - COUSIN MARSHALL. 1, A very Hot Morning 1 2. AnInterior . . 15 3. Tea and Talk . . 32 4. PauyerLife . 63 5. Cousin Marshalls , Charities . . 73 IRE1 1. Irish Economy . . 1 2. Irish Liabilities . 15 3. Irish Adventure . 34 4. Irish Crime . . 61 5. Irish Retribution . 74 G. Parish Charities . 82 7. What comes of Parish Charities . 90 8. What is Charity . 108 9. Cousin Marshalls end , . . . l24 AND. 6, Irish Responsibility 91 7. Irish Impolicy . . 104 8. Irish Fatality . . 110 9, Irish Disaffection . 127 A MANCHESTER STRI ICE. H A R R I E T MARTINEAU. THIRD EDITION. LONDON CHARLES FOX, 67, PATERNOSTER-ROW. LONDON PltINTRlJ BY MII. I. IAlS CI. OM ESI S lam ford-stree t. NOTICE. THE author hopes that as she has no acquaintance with any one firm, master, or workman in Manchester, she will be spared the imputation of personality. Her personages are all abetrac t ion S. Chap. 1. The Weeks end . . 2. Childs Gossip . 3. No Union of Masters 4. Union of Men . . 5. No progress made , 6. Night and Morning . 7. A Committee . . 8. A tete-a-tete . . 9. A Public Meeting 10. Hope decliniug . . 1 1. Final deliberation . 12. Hope extinct . , . Summary . . Page. 1 16 23 40 55 63 72 84 91 108 118 126 134 A MANCHESTER STRIKE. THE WEEKS END. ONE fine Saturday evening in May, 18-, several hundred work-people, men, girls, and boys, poured out from the gates of a factory which stood on the banks of the Medlock, near Man chester. The children dispersed in troops, some to play, but the greater number to reach home with all speed, as if they were afraid of the sun shine that checquered the street and reddened the gables and chimnies. The men seemed in no such haste they Iin gered about the factory, one large group standing before the gates, and smaller knots occupying the street for some distance, while a few proceeded slowly on their way home, chatting with one or another party as they went. One only appeared to have nothing to say to his companions, and to wish to get away quietly, if they tvould have let him, He - was one of the most. 7 B respectable looking among them, decent in his dress, and intelligent though somewhat melancholy in countenance. He was making his way without speaking to anybody, when first one and then another caught him by the button and detained him in consultation. All seemed anxious to know what Allen had to relate or to advise and Allen had some difficulty in getting leave to go home, much as he knew he was wanted there. When he had at length escaped, he walked so rapidly as presently to overtake his little daughter, Martha, who had left the factory somewhat earlier. He saw her before him for some distance, and observed how she limped, and how feebly she made her way along the street, if such it might be called, wllich led to their abode. It was far from easy walking to thestrongest. There were heaps of rubbish, pools of mudcly water, stones and brickbats lying about, and cabbage-leaves on whicli the unwary might slip, and bones over which pigs were grunting and curs snarling and fighting...Read More