You must point out these things to them, so that
there can be a change."
"But WHAT change, Samuel?"
"I don't know, sir. I'm groping around and trying to find out. But I'm
sure of one thing--that some people have got too much money. Why, Dr.
Vince, there are people right in your church who have more than they
could spend in hundreds of years."
"Perhaps so," said the other. "But what harm does that do?"
"Why--that's the reason that so many others have nothing! Only realize
it--right at this very moment there are people starving to death--and
here in Lockmanville! They want to work, and there is no work for
them! I could take you to see them, sir--girls who want a job in Mr.
Wygant's cotton mill, and he won't give it to them!"
"But, my boy--that isn't Mr. Wygant's fault! It's because there is too
much cloth already."
"I've been thinking about that," said Samuel earnestly. "And it
doesn't sound right to me. There are too many people who need good
clothes. Look at poor Sophie, for instance!"
"Yes," said the other, "of course. But they haven't money to buy the
cloth---"
And Samuel sat forward in his excitement. "Yes, yes!" he cried. "And
isn't that just what I said before? They have no money, because the
rich people have it all!"
There was no reply; and after a moment Samuel rushed on: "Surely it is
selfish of Mr. Wygant to shut poor people out of his mill, just
because they have no money.
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