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Rh easiness now became a panic: the men marched in a body to the manager's office to ask for their wages and announce their departure, only to find that the manager and all his staff had already fled. By the evening there was not a soul left within five miles of the Yellow Creek Works, which that morning had boasted 1500 hands. Only the steaming fiery engines with their monstrous brood lent a ghastly animation to that desolate scene.