THE NEBRASKA. INDEPENDENT. 4 something in our voices that tella of sympathy, and we are friends. We ,walhr along together till we reach the foot of Randolph street, and then one of them, the smaller of the two, starts off down Michigan avenue alone. She lives on State street, near Twenty ninth, and this is where she and her companion part company every night. "Good night, Clara," she says in a thin, tired voice. "Good night," we all answer, and she is off in the darkness. The other child Polly Smith her name is lives at 3137 South Morgan street, and we are going to accom pany her. As we pass along to catch our car a street clock tella us it Is nearly 8:30. On the car we will find out what story Polly has to tell. "How old are you, Polly?" The look of trust changes in a mo ment to another look too old and too unpleasant to see. In a moment she answers "Over 14," and tfce parrot-like response shows how carefully she has been schooled in this untruth. Then she buries her head in" her hands and bursts into tears.' The factory has not yet crushed out of her the little child's resort to crying. We are policemen, she knows we are, and we have come to arrest her and send her off to prison. But no, we are not policemen, and the motherly woman with us takes the child to her, soothes her fears and makes her see that we are friends. Then Polly tells her story. It is worth your attention, you mothers and fath ers with little ones of your own grow in? up about you, who at this moment when she speaks her short life tale are tucked safe in bed guarded by hearts that love them. It is worth your attention, gentlemen of the mer cantile world, who draw your checks and add to your bank accounts by grace of her little trembling hands. It is worth your attention, you stu dents of sociology. It is worth your attention, women of clubland, who seek every week to solve problems re lating to the uplifting of your sex. It is worth your attention, you, - all of you, who have hearts that beat in your breasts, consciences that speak some times of other things than worldly gain, hands that might be brought to aid the weak and the helpless if they realized the import of this twentieth century tale. Here is an American child, born in America of American parents not disclosing a problem, you see. that can be shelved as "an evil of immigra tion." She is "14 years old." that is, she still sticks to that statement, add ing to it the other part of her lesson, "I've got an afdavit." In reality she is no more than 12, and she does not look more than 10. But she has an affidavit given to her for 25 cents by a notary public, and eagerly accepted bv her employers at its face value, though any man looking at her with nn eye apart from the earning value to him of her little life would know ic for a lie in a moment and shrink -in shame from the thousrht of making money out of the child before him. She is "hfrod" by the firm of Soauld insr & Merrick, the biggest tobacco ir" Ti"fact"rers in the west. She starts work at 7 in the morning, and in or der to be on time has to get out of ' her cot at a little after 5 and leave her home at 6. She works labeling cigar packages, standing on her feet every moment of the time, and slaving in cessantlv to keep up with the output of the women at bae-filHng machines opposite her. At noon she has half an hour for lunch a cold morsel car-i".r-d from home and she works again from 12.30 to 6 at nisrht. when the gfiirroos rules under which she labors give her fifteen minutes for "supper." Then, taking up her sticky labels once more, she keeps at it till 7:45, when the bell tells her that her day's task is over. After washing herself, she leaves the factory and reaches her home a 9 o'clock. She has been away from 3137 South Morgan street for fifteen hours, and of thct time she has worked actually twelve iv.ll hours. And her "wages?" Well, they vary from $3.25 to $4 a week, and out of th-.it ha3 to come her daily car fare. Remember, this is not the life of an able-bodied man inured to hardships, fatigue and loss of sleep. It is the true story of one poor little child, young enough to see paradise in the fives of a doll, young enough, stunted enough, pitiful enough to wring from the hearts of men the. confession that we are still selling human beings Into slavery. There is not much more to tell about Polly Smith. Her father is dead, but her mother Is living and she has , grown-up brothers and sisters. It Is as hard to understand why they have thrown the girl Into a struggle fierce enough to wreck grown men as it is to understand why men of reputation have consented to become parties to the bargain by welcoming her labor M Miier Pate Cloaks. If you plan to ride much during the winter it's well to consider the ques tion of warmth first, every time a garment' for this cold season is pur chased. 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Jt J is not purchased every sea son and it pays to spend time, thought, and even a little extra money in get ting what you want. . . , Some of these mornings snow and a north wind will unite against us and then the housekeepers will have to hurry out the warmest underwear for every chick and child. They'll havo no trouble In selecting from our large full lines, for if we cannot meet their wishes in one make we can quickly, turn to another of different style. Women's Pants and Vests Heavy fleece lined, ecru or gray, 25c each. Wool plaited, light gray, usually sold for half wool, 50c each. 60 per cent wool, light gray, 75c each. - The. celebrated Munsing, fleece lined, 50c each; part wool, 50c each; 80 per cent wool, $1.00 each; all wool, $1.25 and $1.50 each. Flat shaped vests and pants from 50c to $1.25 each. Men's Shirts and Drawers Cotton fleece, heavy weight, light tan mixed, Ziyzc each. The equal of most 50c garments. Australian wool, natural color, 97c each. Red medicated, $1.00 each. Very fine all wool, natural gray, flat shape, $1.50 each. All wood ribbed, light tan, very fine, $1.50 each. Ml ler Paine as an aid to their profit-making. In this one tobacco factory where she works are sixty other little chil dren, none of whom, it is possible to believe, are 14 years old, though all have certificates from notaries to that effect. A hundred others are large enough physically to" pass for the age at which the law permits a child to be employed, though even among these are undoubtedly some who are really under that age. One day last week State Factory In spector Davies, in willing response to the request of the Record-Heraid, went to this factory with an assistant and secured in one hour the names of over forty little children so palpably under 14 years old that he has started to prosecute the firm for accepting af fidavits from applicants for work when a sight of the bearers must have been sufficient to convince any man of the falsity of the documents. A word about these amdavits later. In the Spaulding & Merrick factory, as in all establishments of the kind, choking tobacco dust is everywhere. Those unacquainted to its constant presence cannot stop in the atmos phere fo more than half an hour at a time. "We can't go behind the rec ord" that was the answer of the rep resentatives of this firm when the ap pearance of the children was pointed out to them. When they were asked if they did not know they were violat ing the state law by permitting the children to work over ten hours a day, they answered that the situation was "unfortunate." By this they meant that orders for goods had been coming in so fast that for three weeks it had been necessary to work overtime. "But, gentlemen," said the foreman, with emphasis, "you must not lose sight of the fact that we do the square thing by these people. We give 'em pay for overtime." And he drew him self up with pride at the thought of the firm's generosity. Another little child whom we found in the factory, Mary Hodjeska, could not have been more than 10 years of age. She lives with her parents at 642 Holt avenue, and, like Polly Smith, gets up at 5 in the morning and reaches home at 9 at night. "Can you send me back to school, mister?" she asked, her eyes filling with tears. "Please, send me back to school." This plea came from every quarter of the great barnlike building. "I want to go to school," said a little lad whose home is at 3053 Keeley street. "The work makes my head tired, and in the night I lose me overtime 'cos I can't see the packages on the table." This is only one factory of hun dreds where similar conditions exist. Just across the Rush street bridge, at 42 Michigan avenue, is the establish ment of the Ambrosia Chocolate Cream company. Here, crowded into a room not six feet wide and about fif teen feet long, are seventeen little girls, rolling and dipping chocolates. They work from ten to eleven .hours a day and earn from $2.25 to $3 a week. Of these seventeen children only five could spell their names when asked to do so one day last week. All, however, were certain of their age, and in an swer to questions of the inspectors stuck to the statement, "I was 14 last birthday." Only two of them could tell when their birthdays occurred, and of the to tal number six did not know where they were born. The . state officials gave no warning of their approach, and when they entered the place and groped their way to the hidden, barred off room where the children were penned in, the manager followed them with a bunch of affidavits in his hand, evidently badly scared, but de termined, as he informed them, "to stick by his rights." Stopping before a shriveled, fright ened little child not more than 10 years old, Mr. Davies began to ques tion her. The manager more than once attempted to answer for her, but he was ordered to stand aside. . "How Jd are you?" "Fourteen last birthday; I've got my afdavit." "What grade in school were you in before you began work?" ' The second." A girl, evidently several years older, was sitting next to her. She proved to be a sister, and in answer to. the usual question about her age she also answered ."Fourteen last birthday." Picking out three of the most flag ran cases of employment of children under age, the inspector took the man ager up tc them and asked him whe ther he could stand before them and say t!.at any sane man could doubt that they were under 11 years olcL "Now, gents," was his reply, "this ain't up to me at all. I've got here in my hand affidavits for every one of. these k1s and no court in the land can't go behind them affidavits. I ain't supposed to know whether the affidav its is lies or not, and I ain't goin' to know." In cases where these small children are themselves the sole support of a family people might be apt to wonder whether the labor of the child might ret be. justified by the surrounding conditions. In answer to such a stand it is only necessary to point out that when society, with all its vast organ ized works of charity, with all its tens . XContlnued on Page 4.)