Some day the workers will take possession of your city hall, and when we do, no child will be sacrificed on the altar of profit!

Slowly those who create the wealth of the world are permitted to share it. The future is in labor's strong, rough hands.

The employment of children is doing more to fill prisons, insane asylums, almshouses, reformatories, slums, and gin shops than all the efforts of reformers are doing to improve society.

I am not blind to the shortcomings of our own people. I am not unaware that leaders betray, and sell out, and play false. But this knowledge does not outweigh the fact that my class, the working class, is exploited, driven, fought back with the weapon of starvation, with guns and with venal courts whenever they strike for conditions more human, more civilized for their children, and for their children's children.

Sit down and read. Educate yourself for the coming conflicts.

The militant not the meek shall inherit the earth!

I am not blind to the shortcomings of our own people.