On the record
It is not glad within; last month the prodigal son of the struggling father wrote home from the city for money.
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W.E.B. Du Bois
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gutenberg.orgW.E.B. Du Bois: “It is not glad within; last month the prodigal son of the struggling father wrote home from the city for money.”
Editor's note · Context
Du Bois illustrates the ongoing struggles of families in urban environments, highlighting the disconnect from their roots.
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