January 23, 1914 My Dear Mr. Ford - Please pardon the means I am taking of asking you for humanity's sake to investigate and to pardon my seeming rudeness but Mr. Ford I am the wife of one of the final assemblers in your institution and neither one of us want to be aggitators and thus do not want to say anything to make anyone else more aggrivated but Mr. Ford you do not know the conditions in your factory we are all sure or you would not allow it.Are you aware that a man cannot "Buck Nature" he has to go to the toilet and yet he is not allowed to go at his work. He has to go before he gets there or after work. The chain system you have is a slave driver! My God! Mr. Ford. My husband has come home and thrown himself down & won't eat his supper - so done out. Can't it be remedied? Couldn't there be a man ready to step in & relieve a man when nature calls. All it needs is a personal investigation on your part Mr. Ford of a couple of hours and I'm sure you would not allow it. Also when you are working - working - working & have to keep at it & yet don't feel well - have the grip - as my husband has & instead of being home where he should be, is working. Would you stand for a foreman "God daming you to hurry - slave driving you - God's name should be used in reverence instead of cursing these poor men. That $5 a day is a blessing - a bigger one than you know but oh they earn it. How much luckier you are that God has given you what he has instead of putting you in one of these men's places. Please investigate and thank you Mr. Ford.