Therefore, although she desperately needs food and rest, Deb gives Janey her dinner of potatoes and ventures into the night to deliver supper to Hugh. Her assumed duties as a woman leave her active for many more hours than the men, who after working their shifts can rest, for they do not perceive household chores to be any of their responsibility. For example, upon arriving home she saw Old Wolfe “asleep on a heap of straw, wrapped in a torn horse blanket” (Davis 43). While this may not sound luxurious, he is still getting the sleep Deb needs instead of assisting her. As the reader follows Deb to the iron-mill, the narrator provides a glance into her tired perspective:
It was far, and she was weak, aching from standing twelve hours at the spools. Yet it was her almost nightly walk to take this man [Hugh] his supper, though at every square she sat down to rest and she knew she should receive small words of thanks. (Davis