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Peer‘s post ( In Rebecca Harding Davis’ story, “Life In The Iron Mills,” millworker Hugh Wolfe faithfully goes to his arduous job each night but endlessly longs for the opportunity to rise out of the working class. He yearns for the American dream, but although he is a hard worker, like most, he could use some help getting to that next level. Wolfe demonstrates boldness each night as he faithfully works at the art he loves, carving sculptures out of korl while enduring the insults and mocking of his fellow mill-men. One night, Hugh is visited by the mill-owner’s son, Clarke Kirby, and some of his friends, including a physician, Doctor May. As they admire one of his sculptures, a crouched woman with an apparent sense of longing on her face, Kirby asks Wolfe what she is longing for. Wolfe again shows his boldness and perhaps stupidity as he suggests the possibility that she longs for whisky, like Kirby, implying that Kirby is an alcoholic. “It mebbe. Summat to make her live, I think, -like you. Whiskey ull do it, in a way.” Making such a statement to the man who pays his wages certainly shows his fearlessness!
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