The train took me right into the mill.
It was summer and the mill had been shut down by the hard times.

The boss was there looking over the machinery.

They were getting ready to start up.

I faced him and he said: "Do you want a job ?" "Yes," I said.
"What at?
Greasing up to-night," he said.

Weary and hungry as I was from my hoboing, I went right to work, and all night I, with a few others, greased the bearings.