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They

’

s

rules

—

you

got

to

be

here

a

year

before

you

can

git

relief

.

They

say

the

gov

’

ment

is

gonna

help

.

They

don

’

know

when

.

And

gradually

the

greatest

terror

of

all

came

along

.

They

ain

’

t

gonna

be

no

kinda

work

for

three

months

.

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In

the

barns

,

the

people

sat

huddled

together

;

and

the

terror

came

over

them

,

and

their

faces

were

gray

with

terror

.

The

children

cried

with

hunger

,

and

there

was

no

food

.

Then

the

sickness

came

,

pneumonia

,

and

measles

that

went

to

the

eyes

and

to

the

mastoids

.

And

the

rain

fell

steadily

,

and

the

water

flowed

over

the

highways

,

for

the

culverts

could

not

carry

the

water

.

Then

from

the

tents

,

from

the

crowded

barns

,

groups

of

sodden

men

went

out

,

their

clothes

slopping

rags

,

their

shoes

muddy

pulp

.

They

splashed

out

through

the

water

,

to

the

towns

,

to

the

country

stores

,

to

the

relief

offices

,

to

beg

for

food

,

to

cringe

and

beg

for

food

,

to

beg

for

relief

,

to

try

to

steal

,

to

lie

.

And

under

the

begging

,

and

under

the

cringing

,

a

hopeless

anger

began

to

smolder

.

And

in

the

little

towns

pity

for

the

sodden

men

changed

to

anger

,

and

anger

at

the

hungry

people

changed

to

fear

of

them

.

Then

sheriffs

swore

in

deputies

in

droves

,

and

orders

were

rushed

for

rifles

,

for

tear

gas

,

for

ammunition

.

Then

the

hungry

men

crowded

the

alleys

behind

the

stores

to

beg

for

bread

,

to

beg

for

rotting

vegetables

,

to

steal

when

they

could

.

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Frantic

men

pounded

on

the

doors

of

the

doctors

;

and

the

doctors

were

busy

.

And

sad

men

left

word

at

country

stores

for

the

coroner

to

send

a

car

.

The

coroners

were

not

too

busy

.

The

coroners

’

wagons

backed

up

through

the

mud

and

took

out

the

dead

.

And

the

rain

pattered

relentlessly

down

,

and

the

streams

broke

their

banks

and

spread

out

over

the

country

.

Huddled

under

sheds

,

lying

in

wet

hay

,

the

hunger

and

the

fear

bred

anger

.

Then

boys

went

out

,

not

to

beg

,

but

to

steal

;

and

men

went

out

weakly

,

to

try

to

steal

.

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