1 So for two weeks more Jurgis fought with the demon of despair.
2 He flung up his hands with a gesture of despair and turned and started away.
3 It was a bitter and cruel experience, and it plunged them into an agony of despair.
4 He must get work, he told himself, fighting the battle with despair every hour of the day.
5 Day after day he roamed about in the arctic cold, his soul filled full of bitterness and despair.
6 Steeped in misery and despair as he was, merely to walk down the street was to be put upon the rack.
7 Marija was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone.
8 It was like seeing the world fall away from underneath his feet; like plunging down into a bottomless abyss into yawning caverns of despair.
9 So in a frenzy of despair Marija began to claw her way toward the doors of this building, through a throng of men, women, and children, all as excited as herself.
10 Afterward, when he saw the despair of his family, and reckoned up the money he had spent, the tears came into his eyes, and he began the long battle with the specter.
11 Such were the stockyards during the strike; while the unions watched in sullen despair, and the country clamored like a greedy child for its food, and the packers went grimly on their way.
12 Once or twice in these outbreaks he caught Ona's eye, and it seemed to him like the eye of a hunted animal; there were broken phrases of anguish and despair now and then, amid her frantic weeping.
13 He was like a little child, in his fright and grief; he called and called, and got no answer, and his cries of despair echoed through the house, making the women downstairs draw nearer to each other in fear.
14 He stretched out his arms to her, he called her in wild despair; a fearful yearning surged up in him, hunger for her that was agony, desire that was a new being born within him, tearing his heartstrings, torturing him.
15 Ona was with child again now, and it was a dreadful thing to contemplate; even Jurgis, dumb and despairing as he was, could not but understand that yet other agonies were on the way, and shudder at the thought of them.
16 Jurgis announced that so far as he was concerned the child would have to be buried by the city, since they had no money for a funeral; and at this the poor woman almost went out of her senses, wringing her hands and screaming with grief and despair.