The Jungle opens on a wedding. Jurgis Rudkus, a strong young laborer, marries the gentle Ona Lukoszaite in a crowded saloon hall in the district behind the Chicago stockyards, surrounded by the immigrant family that has crossed from Lithuania with them. The feast follows an old custom that no guest goes hungry, but the family is already sliding into debt to pay for it, and that small gap between hope and means sets the pattern for everything that follows.
Eager and trusting, the family buys into the promise of America: steady work, a house of their own, a future for the children. Jurgis believes that any problem can be answered by working harder. Instead, every institution they touch is rigged. The house is sold to them through a contract designed to be lost. The packing companies hire and discard men as the season demands. Speed-ups, accidents, and bitter cold wear the workers out, and there is always another hungry man waiting to take the job for less.
The novel's most notorious chapters take the reader onto the killing floors and into the canning rooms. Sinclair piles up detail: diseased cattle slaughtered for the canneries, spoiled and chemically disguised scraps sold under proud brand names, the contents of every grade of canned goods coming out of one hopper. The horror is double. The meat is unfit to eat, and the men who handle it are used up just as carelessly, injured, sickened, and thrown away when they can no longer keep pace.
Misfortune becomes catastrophe. Jurgis is injured and falls behind. Ona is coerced by a boss and later dies in childbirth; their child drowns in the mud of the street. The family scatters into prostitution, drink, and death. Jurgis tramps the country, returns to crime and to the corrupt machinery of city politics, and sinks about as low as a man can. For most of the book Sinclair refuses any comforting turn: the suffering is relentless and is laid squarely at the door of an economic order.
Near the end, broken and aimless, Jurgis wanders into a socialist meeting and hears his own experience explained as the working of a system that pits two classes against each other. The final chapters shift from story to argument, following his conversion and the rising vote of the movement. The book closes on a rally and a cry that the city will belong to the workers. It is less a happy ending than a redirection of all that pain into organized hope.