……”By George, I won’t stand for all this,” he shouted above the roar. “You were dead right. We’re manufacturing death faster than cloth. I guess this is about the best place to begin the fresh air cure for tuberculosis.” And
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…“Work, work,” they shout. “Give us work”; never was a people possessed with a dogma so disastrous. This furious, all-pervading passion for work is pushed even to the exhaustion of the vital force of the individual and his progeny. And
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