As they pass slowly by I see that some are old, but I also see that the majority of them are comparatively young, and that many of them cannot be more than thirty years of age.

But whether young or old, I am conscious of the fact that few of them are possessed of strength, ability and grit.

There are no artisans or craftsmen among them, and stalwart labourers are not in evidence.
Pitiful as the procession is, I know that it does not represent the genuine and struggling unemployed.

They pass slowly by and go from street to street.

So they will parade throughout the livelong day.