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5. FROM THE TOPS OF THE FURNACES.

A subject like one seen from the top of a skyscraper--only that is soundless, this is endless sound. From the skyscraper you look down on little dots of men; here on trains and cranes. And as you look a charge is emptied into the furnace--and a whole place bursts into flame, trembles, roars, then sighs and dies away. Always down below the little figures wheel barrows and push carts. And one day as I talked to a foreman, a lady workman in pants, who must have been the champion of her hockey club, came up, set down her barrow, and said: "Mr. Superintendent, a boy has been grossly rude to me. What shall I do?" "Why, Laidee, 'it 'im over the 'ed with 'af a brick out cher barrer." And she went her way.

6. THE BIG GATE OF THE BIG SHOP.

Though the proportions might be better, this simple dignified entrance to the Work Temple is as fine as though it were covered with carving, and the feeling of mystery within as great as when the cathedral doors open at the end of mass.

And though there was no music, there came forth the endless roaring of the Looms of War. Instead of acolytes were workmen, and in solemn procession the great ladles filled with fire moved to and fro, and the great cranes stalked about; their drivers popes under their umbrellas.

7. THE GREAT TOWER: PIG IRON.

From the blast furnaces the iron is brought to this yard, and carried by the cranes to the floor where I sat, to be seized by the great tongs and jaws, which were moving about behind me, and thrust into the furnaces and turned into steel - a flaming, roaring cavern, so bright that the furnace men wore colored goggles, so hot they buried themselves in their buttoned-up coats. It was not a pleasant place to work in.

8. WITHIN THE FURNACES.

After the pig iron is melted in the long rows of furnaces, they are tapped, and the liquid fire runs into the great ladles; and then the

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great cranes, with their two great claws, pick up the ladles and carry them off, and pour the molten metal into crucibles, where it cools into ingots.

9. THE CAULDRONS.

Another type of furnace, another system, for all these furnaces, all these works, have character-- a character as distinct as in any other form of great art, for great work is great art.

10. THE PERAMBULATOR.

From beneath a fiery floor -- from a fiery furnace -- this monster drags the glowing ingots and carries them off to other furnaces, or presses, or rolling mills, or hammers, and the workmen tell you, as the policemen do in America, "Mind your step; safety first."

11. THE GREAT HAMMER.

The hammers forge and stamp and press the ingots into any shape the forge men wish.

12. IN THE JAWS OF DEATH: ROLLING BARS FOR SHELLS.

From these jagged teeth the fiery serpent snorts, shrieking and squirming, vomiting sparks -- it was an ingot just before -- only to be drawn back again and again, longer and thinner, cast out in heat and noise infernal. Then it crawls away to cool in long bars, or be cut into ingots by the guillotine.

13. STEEL BARS FOR SHELLS.

The white-hot bars, escaping from the jaws, writhe and twist about, raising in agony their fiery heads, and then either climb a long incline into the light or squirm down into dark pits. Then they come out into a great shed or a great yard, and there they lie awhile to cool, till they are again seized by cranes or moving platforms and brought to the guillotine, which cuts them into the lengths for shells.

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