On the carefully whitened doorstep of a tiny terrace home in the Lancashire cotton city of Bolton (pop. 200,000), a milkman set down three pint bottles. "They usually take four," he said, "but with one or two of them on short time, they're down to two or three." At the grocery store down the street, Bolton housewives were no longer buying their full egg ration (one per week). A big bakery, supplying Bolton's suburbs, cut its daily bake by 1,000 loaves.
Spinner Harry Jackson, waiting for work in a Bolton mill, explained how it happened to him. "My wife works in the...
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