Afraid that they were being eased out of their jobs in a played-out lignite mine near Spoleto, 90 miners went on a sitdown strike 1,300 ft. underground. They got friends to send down bedding. Officials of their Communist-run union organized relays to send down food and wine. The strikers played cards, chatted or took long walks in the eerily echoing galleries.
It was as dank and dark a sitdown strike as even militant or desperate men could survive, and soon about one-third of the strikers, worried about their families or tired of living like moles, got out by emergency exits....
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