The Silence Between Strikes
In the winter of 1887, when the Hudson Valley lay beneath a crust of ice so thick that railroad engineers reported hearing the tracks groan beneath their own weight, Thaddeus Worthington stood on the observation platform of his private car and watched the landscape surrender itself to white. He was a man who had built the Atlantic Northern Railway from nothing but land grants, forged contracts,...
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