I nursed men back to sanity who were driven to despair. I solicited clothes for the ragged children, for the desperate mothers. I laid out the dead, the martyrs of the strike.

I'm not a lady, I'm a hellraiser

I want to hold a series of meetings all over the country and get the facts before the American people

I'm not a humanitarian, I'ma hell-raiser.

Mourn the dead, fight like hell for the living

My friends, it is solidarity of labor we want. We do not want to find fault with each other, but to solidify our forces and say to each other: We must be together; our masters are joined together and we must do the same thing.

God almighty made women and the Rockefeller gang of thieves made the ladies.