I saw the whole process of manufacture, from the white cotton flock saturated with ether and alcohol that looks so innocent, to the final operation which is so dangerous that only two men are allowed together into the shed where it is performed, and there is a trench full of water within a few feet of the doors so that if there is a fire they should immediately plunge in In another factory I saw, where they made explosives, the last part of the process takes place in little cubicles so made that the roof and front will blow out if there is an explosion, and each man works alone so that he alone may be killed. Grim. And yet so true is it that familiarity breeds contempt, these workmen, and there are twelve thousand of them at the powder factory, go about their business with as little concern as the women I had seen at the front mak-seemed wi the huge ingots of red hot steel.
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