. King's handbook of Boston harbor. 6 a week. These are not the desperadoes of the Common-wealth, but rather its chronic unfortunates, the dregs of the great Europeanimmigration, — men and women who return here month after month, andyear after year, having reached the mournful condition where all sense ofshame and responsibility is lost. Perhaps the pure air and rigid decorum,the good food and safe shelter of the city institutions, afford a standingtemptation to lure them from the gloomy squalor of the North End. Occa-sionally a delinquent American, grown uproarious in his cups, finds himselfl
. King's handbook of Boston harbor. 6 a week. These are not the desperadoes of the Common-wealth, but rather its chronic unfortunates, the dregs of the great Europeanimmigration, — men and women who return here month after month, andyear after year, having reached the mournful condition where all sense ofshame and responsibility is lost. Perhaps the pure air and rigid decorum,the good food and safe shelter of the city institutions, afford a standingtemptation to lure them from the gloomy squalor of the North End. Occa-sionally a delinquent American, grown uproarious in his cups, finds himselflocked in with these thronging miserables, and spends penitential monthsin honest and monotonous labor. These crowded prison-halls are an exam-ple of the survival of the unfittest, — a sign of the growth of a fierce andformidable pauperism under conditions where it has no place and noapology. And yet — for each convicts elevation and purification Paullabored, and Washington fought, and (immeasurably above all else) The Deer-Island Ferry-Horn, Point Shirley.
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