My great Aunt Mary used to tell my father about the "freedom fighters" -- the Molly Maguires. She talked of the near slavery of our people, permenantly indebted to the company, and how the Mollys were fighting to lift us out of that slavery. Auntie was from St. Clair, near Pottsville, and her father had died of black lung when she was ten. She was raised by her uncle, who had friends who were Mollys.