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“You are a free man, and let no organization come between you and your best interests. Do not let any man, or any body of men, tell you where you shall work, or where you shall not work, when you shall work, or when, you shall not work. If a man wants to belong to a labor organization, let him belong. If he does not want to belong to a labor organization, let him have perfect liberty to stay out. You own yourself. Let no man put a manacle on your hand, or foot, or head, or heart.”

Quote by Thomas De Witt Talmage

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The Battle for Bread: A Series of Sermons Relating to Labor and Capital

This book is a compilation of sermons that delve into the complex relationship between labor and capital, offering insights into the social and economic dynamics of the time. more

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Thomas De Witt Talmage
Thomas De Witt Talmage

Thomas De Witt Talmage was an American clergyman, writer, and orator, born on January 7, 1832, and died on April 12, 1902. He was known for his influential sermons and writings in the fields of religion and morality during the late 19th and early 20th centuries. more

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