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...revealed a still deeper cause of last week's revolt: the crackup of the Arab social hierarchy in Palestine. Jewish development of Palestine has weakened the downtrodden Arab farm workers to the feudal tyranny of their Arab masters, has raised wage and living standards in Palestine, introduced the eight-hour day, encouraged Arab trade-unions. Result: economic liberation of Arab farmers. At bottom the anti-Jewish rage of the Arab landowners, backed by their Bedouin cavalry hordes, was caused by this unexpected social upheaval. But the leaders are willing to compromise. Not so the sincere fanatic desert Arabs...
Nurses want to work eight-hour shifts instead of tradition's twelve hours but have not dared to push their campaign too hard on account of Depression. They hope to have wages standardized, according to the kind of nursing and the community, at $4 to $7 for an eight-hour day; $5 to $8 for ten hours; $6 to $9 for twelve hours...
...Older: "In the late eighties, owing to new inventions there was a labor depression. Ironworkers struck. They demanded eight hours a day. . . . Hearst wrote: 'The workmen are merely demanding what is reasonable. They should have it at once.' The eight-hour day was granted ironworkers. Rejoicingly Hearst wrote that it created jobs for thousands of unemployed...
...young Manhattan lawyer named George Hiram Mann, who had been a U. S. Senate page, an Annapolis midshipman, a Coast Guardsman, thought he saw a chance to make some easy money. From 1878 to 1882 U. S. Navy yard workers had been upped each summer from an eight-hour to a ten-hour day, promised overtime pay, which they did not receive. After a quarter-century of fruitless litigation 1,377 workers got the U. S. Court of Claims to notify Congress that their claims amounting to $322,000 were valid. Thereupon Hiram Mann prepared to lobby for the claimants...
...father's dusty Wall Street office on Saturday mornings, riding to work on the steam-driven Sixth Avenue Elevated, watching his father salute acquaintances by touching cane to ilk hat brim. He listened to bewhiskered brokers fuming about the proposal of the Knights of Labor for an eight-hour day, watched bookkeepers remove their detachable cuffs, carried messages through a financial district that rarely saw a woman visitor, never a female employe. Father lunched at Delmonico's, stopped for half an hour at his club on his way home from work, fussed regularly over wishy-washy editorials...