Life comes to the miners out of their deaths, and death out of their lives. Mary Harris Jones deathlifelive Change image and share on social
I nursed men back to sanity who were driven to despair. I solicited clothes for the ragged children, for the desperate mothers. I laid out the dead, the martyrs of the strike. Mary Harris Jones backchildclothe Change image and share on social
I abide where there is a fight against wrong. Mary Harris Jones abidefightwrong Change image and share on social
I believe that movements to suppress wrongs can be carried out under the protection of our flag. Mary Harris Jones carryflagmovement Change image and share on social
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. Mary Harris Jones campcoalfield share on social
God almighty made women and the Rockefeller gang of thieves made the ladies. Mary Harris Jones almightyganggod Change image and share on social
I asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator. Mary Harris Jones askhappenman Change image and share on social
Little girls and boys, barefooted, walked up and down between the endless rows of spindles, reaching thin little hands into the machinery to repair snapped threads. Mary Harris Jones barefootedboyendless Change image and share on social
I am not afraid of the pen, or the scaffold, or the sword. Mary Harris Jones afraidpenscaffold Change image and share on social
I'm not afraid of the press or the Militia. Mary Harris Jones afraidmilitiapress Change image and share on social
