Excerpt from The Silent Conflict: A Story of Industrial Warfare When I see a workingman with mouths to feed, Up, day after day, in the dark before the dawn, And coming home, night after night, thro' the dark. Swinging forward like some fierce, silent animal, I see a man doomed to roll a huge stone up an endless steep. He strains it onward inch by inch, Crouched always in the shadow of the rock; - See where he crouches twisted, cramped, misshapen! He lifts for their life! The veins knot and darken - Blood surges into his face - Now he loses now he wins - Now he loses - loses - (God of my soul!) He digs his feet into the earth - There's a moment of terrified effort - It stirs - it moves. The silent struggle goes on and on Like two contending in a dream. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.