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Carl Sandburg - Onion DaysCarl Sandburg - Onion Days
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Mrs. Gabrielle Giovannitti comes along Peoria Street     every morning at nine o`clock With kindling wood piled on top of her head, her eyes     looking straight ahead to find the way for her old feet. Her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Pietro Giovannitti, whose     husband was killed in a tunnel explosion through     the negligence of a fellow-servant, Works ten hours a day, sometimes twelve, picking onions     for Jasper on the Bowmanville road. She takes a street car at half-past five in the morning,     Mrs. Pietro Giovannitti does, And gets back from Jasper`s with cash for her day`s     work, between nine and ten o`clock at night. Last week she got eight cents a box, Mrs. Pietro     Giovannitti, picking onions for Jasper, But this week Jasper dropped the pay to six cents a     box because so many women and girls were answering     the ads in the Daily News. Jasper belongs to an Episcopal church in Ravenswood     and on certain Sundays He enjoys chanting the Nicene creed with his daughters     on each side of him joining their voices with his. If the preacher repeats old sermons of a Sunday, Jasper`s     mind wanders to his 700-acre farm and how he     can make it produce more efficiently And sometimes he speculates on whether he could word     an ad in the Daily News so it would bring more     women and girls out to his farm and reduce operating     costs. Mrs. Pietro Giovannitti is far from desperate about life;     her joy is in a child she knows will arrive to her in     three months. And now while these are the pictures for today there are     other pictures of the Giovannitti people I could give     you for to-morrow, And how some of them go to the county agent on winter     mornings with their baskets for beans and cornmeal     and molasses. I listen to fellows saying here`s good stuff for a novel or     it might be worked up into a good play. I say there`s no dramatist living can put old Mrs.     Gabrielle Giovannitti into a play with that kindling     wood piled on top of her head coming along Peoria     Street nine o`clock in the morning.
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