The Mistress of Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle, has posted a photo prompt. I (we) must write a complete story in fewer than 101 words and post it here.
Click the prompt photo for teleportation to Rochelle’s blog where you can get all the rules and join the fun.
Here’s today’s picture and my micro-fiction story (titles and backstories do not count against the 100-word limit).
Genre: Historical Fiction
Title: Dead Mollys
Word count: 100
They hung them Molly Maguires, Jimmy. That Pinkerton spy said they was murderers.
Jesus, Paddy. They was coal miners and union men, just like us, not Mollys. Pinkertons lie. It’s the coal barons, Paddy. They want us dead. One man was Ukrainian, not Irish, not even Catholic.
Augh, Jimmy. Then the whole feckin’ government’s paid off. What can we do?
All the power’s higher up. If we fight, we die. We got the numbers. We need to make unions work. Let’s talk to that John L. Lewis kid. He’s on our side.
Okay. But let’s fill these growlers. I’m thirsty.
Look both ways, even in the worst of times.
Mind the gaps and find your tribe.
The Molly Maguires was an Irish (Catholic) secret society active in northeastern Pennsylvania (circa late 1800s), where I grew up. After a series of often violent conflicts, twenty suspected members of the Molly Maguires were convicted of murder and other crimes and were hanged.
John L. Lewis was president of the Mine Workers Union from 1920 to 1960.
The Molly Maguires is a 1970 historical drama movie (Richard Harris and Sean Connery) based on the 1964 book, Lament for the Molly Maguires by Arthur H. Lewis.