Upton Sinclair

“ Hal nodded towards the man--
"Big Jerry."
"Got any more like you at home?"
"One more," said Big Jerry. "Baby."
"He ain't like me," said Little Jerry. "He's little."
"And you're big?" said Hal.
"He can't walk!"
"Neither can you walk!" laughed Hal, and caught him up and slung him onto his shoulder. "Come on, we'll ride!"
So Big Jerry took up his sack again, and they started off; only this time it was Hal who fell behind and kept step, squaring his shoulders and flinging out his heels. Little Jerry caught onto the joke, and giggled and kicked his sturdy legs with delight. ”

“ Such conditions made the coal-district a place of despair. Yet there were men who managed to get along somehow, and to raise families and keep decent homes. If one had the luck to escape accident, if he did not marry too young, or did not have too many children; if he could manage to escape the temptations of liquor, to which overwork and monotony drove so many; if, above all, he could keep on the right side of his boss--why then he might have a home, and even a little money on deposit with the company.
Such a one was Jerry Minetti, who became one of Hal's best friends. ”