While factory whistles blew, workers took control

In the smoky dawn of the industrial age, a strange idea began to circulate among factory workers: that time could belong to them, not just to the machine. This book uncovers how the fight for the weekend was never a gift from above, but a demand from below—carried by union halls, strike lines, and quiet acts of refusal on the factory floor. Through the lives of weavers, miners, and metalworkers in...