Shall that debt be unpaid ?" ("No, no!") "Look around you.

Look at the faces of yer brothers and sisthers, worn and starved.

Look at yer women-kind, old before they've been young.

Look at the babies at their mothers' breasts, first looking out on a wurrld in which they will never know a happy thought, never feel a joyous impulse, never laugh with the honest laughther of a free and contented and God-and-government-protected people.

Are yez satisfied with this ?" (Angry cries of "No, no!") "Think of yer hovels--scorched with the heat, blisthered with the wind and drenched with the rain, to live in which you toil that their owners may enjoy the fruits of yer slavery--IN OTHER COUNTHRIES.