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Portrait of Elihu Burritt Elihu Burritt Walks in the Black Country and its Green Border-Land… (1868)

Then sometimes you see potted flowers not only in the window of the living-room of the cottage but also in that of the forge-room, and other signs of comfort and social enjoyment. Perhaps this favourable impression of their condition I am now expressing may be a little enhanced by the immediate contrast with that of the female brick-makers I have noticed. Still, compared with many forms of congregate or factory labour, the nail-makers, even with their small earnings, are quite on an even footing as to physical comfort and moral surroundings.
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Portrait of Elihu Burritt Elihu Burritt Walks in the Black Country and its Green Border-Land… (1868)

It is almost painful to see how patient human labour clings to a sinking industry, as drowning men to the last rope and plank of a wrecked ship. These changes must come, but thousands must suffer in the transition. It is probable that all the nails now made by hand in this district will be manufactured by machinery twenty-five years hence. Temporary distress and poverty must attend the change, but it will work well for another generation.
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Portrait of Elihu Burritt Elihu Burritt Walks in the Black Country and its Green Border-Land… (1868)

With a mass of cold clay held against her stomach, and bending under another on her head, for ten or twelve hours in a day, it seemed a marvel that there could be any red blood in her veins at all. How such a child could ever grow an inch in any direction after being put to this occupation, was another mystery. Certainly not an inch could be added to her stature in all the working days of her life. She could only grow at night and on Sundays.
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