The JungleThe Floating Press, 1 janv. 2009 - 652 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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... soul in melting strains. Little Ona is too excited to eat. Once in a while she tastes a little something, when Cousin Marija pinches her elbow and reminds her; but, for the most part, she sits gazing with the same fearful eyes of wonder ...
... soul in melting strains. Little Ona is too excited to eat. Once in a while she tastes a little something, when Cousin Marija pinches her elbow and reminds her; but, for the most part, she sits gazing with the same fearful eyes of wonder ...
Page 27
... soul cried out in the words of Faust, "Stay, thou art fair!" Whether it was by beer, or by shouting, or by music, or by motion, she meant that it should not go. And she would go back to the chase of it— and no sooner be fairly started ...
... soul cried out in the words of Faust, "Stay, thou art fair!" Whether it was by beer, or by shouting, or by music, or by motion, she meant that it should not go. And she would go back to the chase of it— and no sooner be fairly started ...
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... soul all day and spoiling her rest at night. How often she had named them over one by one and figured on them as she went to work— fifteen dollars for the hall, twenty-two dollars and a quarter for the ducks, twelve dollars for the ...
... soul all day and spoiling her rest at night. How often she had named them over one by one and figured on them as she went to work— fifteen dollars for the hall, twenty-two dollars and a quarter for the ducks, twelve dollars for the ...
Page 79
... soul was dancing with joy—he was at work at last! He was at work and earning money! All day long he was figuring to himself. He was paid the fabulous sum of seventeen and a half cents an hour; and as it proved a rush day and he worked ...
... soul was dancing with joy—he was at work at last! He was at work and earning money! All day long he was figuring to himself. He was paid the fabulous sum of seventeen and a half cents an hour; and as it proved a rush day and he worked ...
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... soul and body, and with no more place in the world than a sick dog. He had his home, as it happened, and some one who would care for him it he never got a job; but his son could not help thinking, suppose this had not been the case ...
... soul and body, and with no more place in the world than a sick dog. He had his home, as it happened, and some one who would care for him it he never got a job; but his son could not help thinking, suppose this had not been the case ...
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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