In an obscure, mean house in the south-east section of Portland, Ore. lived George Hanna, Syrian-born day laborer who had been unemployed for seven months, his wife Fiena and their seven children. They were poor, had occasionally sought aid from the county public welfare bureau. Some of their neighbors complained that the children were rowdy, but Laborer Hanna was tolerably well content with his home and with the way his wife ran it. In August he saw his home about to be broken up. Upon the complaint of neighbors, Mrs. Elizabeth Neth,...
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