And the Harvest Shall Grow;

we want to see the fields yield their fatness and the mines their wealth; and we want to see our human kind develop to its greatness and fulness. Nothing short of that shall satisfy us: nothing short of the abolition of poverty, prostitution, crime, of avoidable misery, must satisfy us. The man or woman who is contented with less is almost unworthy of the land in which they dwell, and which they have inherited. We are not intended to be the chattels and slaves, the property of the few: we are men and women all endowed with the same faculties, with the same hearts and affections. We in the Old Country know what it is to suffer. I have known one of the brightest men who ever breathed, in the cold pitiless wintry weather of the Old Country, in the depths of despair looking for work in vain, and ashamed to go home. Some of us gave him our few halfpence to get a cup of coffee. He was a splendid character, steady, upright, and manly. We interested ourselves in him and one day went to his home, and if some of you had witnessed what we did you would not be surprised at some of us being agitators. There was not a scrap of food in the house, not a bit of fire, and his wife—a noble woman just a mother—lay dying on the bare boards with her child just struggling on the threshold of existence.