Duquesne is a little Pennsylvania steel town, twelve miles up the Monongahela River from Pittsburgh. For two years its 21,000 inhabitants watched the tires die in the blast furnaces one by one. Then for two more years the furnaces were cold. Duquesne called it Depression. One day last week, Duquesne whistles shrieked, Duquesne bells clanged. Followed by the city council and most of the leading businessmen. Mayor Crawford marched into the local works of Carnegie Steel Co., picked up a long iron blow pipe, thrust the red-hot tip through a hole in a furnace, igniting...
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