The Ashes of the British Empire
The notice arrived on a Tuesday. Margaret Ashworth read it three times before she understood what it meant. One half of the workforce would be let go. Not tomorrow, not next week—by the end of the month, the new steam-powered looms would be installed, and with them, half the women who had filled this mill for twenty years would simply cease to be necessary. She walked home through the...
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