On the recordJanuary 1, 1903
Forty-five years he had labored on this farm, beginning with nothing, and still having nothing.
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W.E.B. Du Bois
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gutenberg.orgW.E.B. Du Bois: “Forty-five years he had labored on this farm, beginning with nothing, and still having nothing.”
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Du Bois recounts the life of a Black farmer who, despite decades of labor, remained in poverty, illustrating the systemic economic injustice.
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