fate of at least one in every three adult workers to
die on public charity.

As an illustration of how a good worker may
suddenly become inefficient, and what then happens
to him, I am tempted to give the case of M Garry,
a man thirty-two years of age, and an inmate of the
workhouse. The extracts are quoted from the
annual report of the trade union:

I worked at Sullivan s place in Widnes, better known as
the British Alkali Chemical Works. I was working in a
shed, and I had to cross the yard. It was ten o clock at
night, and there was no light about. While crossing the
yard I felt something take hold of my leg and screw it off.
I became unconscious; I didn t know what became of me
for a day or two. On the following Sunday night I came
to my senses, and found myself in the hospital. I asked
the nurse what was to do with my legs, and she told me
both legs were off.

There was a stationary crank in the yard, let into the
ground; the hole was 18 inches long, 15 inches deep, and
15 inches wide. The crank revolved in the hole three
revolutions a minute. There was no fence or covering
over the hole. Since my accident they have stopped it al
together, and have covered the hole up with a piece of
sheet iron... They gave me ??25. They didn t reckon
that as compensation; they said it was only for charity s
sake. Out of that I paid g for a machine by which to
wheel myself about.

I was laboring at the time I got my legs off. I got
twenty-four shillings a week, rather better pay than the
other men, because I used to take shifts. When there was

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