Mourn The Dead, Fight Like Hell For

I Am Mother Jones. The Government Can't Take My Life And You Can't Take My Arm, But You Can Take My Suitcase.

Sit Down And Read. Educate Yourself For The Coming Conflicts.

I Am Not Unaware That Leaders Betray, And Sell Out, And Play False.

I Preferred Sewing To Bossing Little Children.

Sometimes It Seemed To Me I Could Not Look At Those Silent Little Figures; That I Must Go North, To The Grim Coal Fields, To The Rocky Mountain Camps, Where The Labor Fight Is At Least Fought By Grown Men