It was not just the long line of men - some two hundred of them - being marched by Aberdeen police from one railroad crossing to another and told to grab a freight out of town. And it was something more than seeing the Aberdeen Commercial Club "packed full of men, honest-looking men, begging for work with no questions as to wages," while farmers in that area of South Dakota "for miles around in all directions were supplied with all the harvest hands they could use."
- From Hoboes: Bindlestiffs, Fruit Tramps, and the Harvesting of the West by Mark Wyman
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