In the Steel Country. A Diary with Drawings.

This article presents excerpts from the diary of the author about his work experiences in steel mills. The man, illuminated by the red of the oven, went through a set of rhythmic movements that kept me watching him a long time. The tubes automatically slid into cooling channels and were piled up without a human hand touching them. Railroad cars that ran right into the mammoth workshop were loaded with tubes ready for shipment. The blast furnace with its graceful stoves standing guard on each side, the cars that crawled up to the top with the ore, the quaint architecture of the furnace, the intricate arrangement of its many tubes, made me think of a grand toy of some giant child rather than of an important instrument in the service of sober business.