It's the laborer, living on his hire, and the manufacturer living on the laborer's productions, coming in daily contact.

The contrast is too great, the space is too small.
Somebody is going to get the life crowded out of him at every turn, and it isn't always the work hand in the factory.

The money kings eat each other for breakfast every day.

As for work, we always thought we worked.

You should take a peep into the shops and factories I've seen this week.