The JungleThe Floating Press, 1 janv. 2009 - 653 pages Upton Sinclair's The Jungle is a novel portraying the corruption of the American meat industry in the early part of the twentieth century. The dismal living and working conditions and sense of hopelessness prevalent among the impoverished workers is compared to the corruption of the rich. Upton aimed to make such "wage slavery" issues center-stage in the minds of the American public. Despite already being serialized, it was rejected as a novel five times before being published in 1906, when it quickly became a bestseller. |
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... killing beds." He is in his shirt sleeves, with a vest figured with faded gold horseshoes, and a pink-striped shirt, suggestive of peppermint candy. A pair of military trousers, light blue with a yellow stripe, serve to give that ...
... killing beds." He is in his shirt sleeves, with a vest figured with faded gold horseshoes, and a pink-striped shirt, suggestive of peppermint candy. A pair of military trousers, light blue with a yellow stripe, serve to give that ...
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... killing bed." Here a man put shackles about one leg, and pressed another lever, and the body was jerked up into the air. There were fifteen or twenty such pens, and it was a matter of only a couple of minutes to knock fifteen or twenty ...
... killing bed." Here a man put shackles about one leg, and pressed another lever, and the body was jerked up into the air. There were fifteen or twenty such pens, and it was a matter of only a couple of minutes to knock fifteen or twenty ...
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... killing beds had to get out of the way. The manner in which they did this was something to be seen and never forgotten. They worked with furious intensity, literally upon the run—at a pace with which there is nothing to be compared ...
... killing beds had to get out of the way. The manner in which they did this was something to be seen and never forgotten. They worked with furious intensity, literally upon the run—at a pace with which there is nothing to be compared ...
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... killing beds." The work which Jurgis was to do here was very simple, and it took him but a few minutes to learn it. He was provided with a stiff besom, such as is used by street sweepers, and it was his place to follow down the line the ...
... killing beds." The work which Jurgis was to do here was very simple, and it took him but a few minutes to learn it. He was provided with a stiff besom, such as is used by street sweepers, and it was his place to follow down the line the ...
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... bedroom of Teta Elzbieta and five of her children. She and the two youngest slept in the only bed, and the other three ... killing beds, marveling at their speed and power as if they had been wonderful machines; it somehow never occurred ...
... bedroom of Teta Elzbieta and five of her children. She and the two youngest slept in the only bed, and the other three ... killing beds, marveling at their speed and power as if they had been wonderful machines; it somehow never occurred ...
Table des matières
Chapter 18 | 317 |
Chapter 19 | 338 |
Chapter 20 | 358 |
Chapter 21 | 376 |
Chapter 22 | 393 |
Chapter 23 | 413 |
Chapter 24 | 431 |
Chapter 25 | 456 |
Chapter 9 | 167 |
Chapter 10 | 182 |
Chapter 11 | 199 |
Chapter 12 | 216 |
Chapter 13 | 229 |
Chapter 14 | 243 |
Chapter 15 | 256 |
Chapter 16 | 281 |
Chapter 17 | 297 |
Chapter 26 | 494 |
Chapter 27 | 525 |
Chapter 28 | 553 |
Chapter 29 | 580 |
Chapter 30 | 596 |
Chapter 31 | 619 |
Endnotes | 651 |
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