"Anna have a coke with us," they chimed.
"I will if you'll blow me. . . . I'm broke,"
"Vy, didnt you get your strike pay?"
"I gave it all to the old woman. . . . Dont do no good though. She goes on scoldin all day long. She's too old."
"Did you hear how gunmen broke in and busted up Ike Goldstein's shop? Busted up everythin wid hammers an left him unconscious on top of a lot of dressgoods."
"Oh that's terrible."
"Soive him right I say."
"But they oughtnt to destroy property like that. We make our livin by it as much as he does."
"A pretty fine livin. . . . I'm near dead wid it," said Anna banging her empty glass down on the counter.
"Easy easy," said the man in the stand. "Look out for the crockery."
"But the worst thing was," went on Rose Segal, "that while they was fightin up i
