In the summer of 1945, one young boy died of heart failure while locked in a sweatbox, a popular corrective at that time.

Two men were put to work who could not set their looms; a third man was taken on who helped the inefficients to set the looms. The other weavers thought this was a breach of their union rules and 18 of them struck […]

I would then have to leave it to stealth, and when I did catch them I would give them a couple of dead-legs until they pleaded and promised they wouldn't do it again.

One day Djungun said to his wives, 'I will help you to hunt for sugarbag.'