Four spectres haunt the poorold age, accident, sickness, and unemployment.We are going to exorcise them.We are going to drive hunger from the hearth.We meantobanishtheworkhousefromthehorizonofevery workman in the land.
Home is the girl's prison and the woman's workhouse.
Alone until she dies,Bessie Bighead, hired help, born in the workhouse, smelling of the cowshed, snores bass and gruff on a couch of straw in a loft in Salt Lake Farm and picks a posy of daisies in Sunday Meadow to put on the grave of Gomer Owen who kissed her once by the pig-sty when she wasn't looking and never kissed her again although she was looking all the time.
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