. Wisconsin medical recorder . uethat a few sociologists havebegun to take an academicinterest in this great humanmaelstrom and are trying todevise ways and means tocurtail its growth, yet not having beenadmitted into its intimate society, theycan not understand its code of average person believes that noone besides the criminal, resides in thislower crust of society, and thereby theymake a great mistake and do many de-serving people a great injustice. We have our criminals, our politi-cians, our preachers, our heroes and ourheroines. It is in this place that truereligion survives a
. Wisconsin medical recorder . uethat a few sociologists havebegun to take an academicinterest in this great humanmaelstrom and are trying todevise ways and means tocurtail its growth, yet not having beenadmitted into its intimate society, theycan not understand its code of average person believes that noone besides the criminal, resides in thislower crust of society, and thereby theymake a great mistake and do many de-serving people a great injustice. We have our criminals, our politi-cians, our preachers, our heroes and ourheroines. It is in this place that truereligion survives and self sacrifice isevident, and it is here that we occasion-ally get the maddening crime of somehuman pervert. A strange place withthe contrast of barbaric luxury andstarvation stalking side by side. It isin this place where we see the youngwoman living next door to a popularbrothel, subsisting on tea and crackers,and so poorly dressed that she almostfreezes as she goes from restaurant tohotel trying to make the pittance that. wTill keep the breath in herfrail body, and why does shedo it? She knows that bygoing next door she would bewelcome, that there is toomuch to eat, too much todrink, and cold is neverknown. Why is she starvingwhen she could live in plen-ty, by simply changing thenumber of her roominghouse, why dont she go? This ques-tion I have asked many times in mysearch for information and it is in theanswer that our true womanhood comesout. Why dont I go? she will scarcely know, something holds meback. Many times I have about madeup my mind to go, as I have many timesmade up my mind to jump in the lakeand put an end to my hard life. Some-how I just cant, my virtue is the onlyjewel still left in my coll03tion. Star-vation has robbed me of my beauty, Ihave no more fine feathers, I am a plainhuman sparrow. I live upon the crumbsthat others overlook, and like the spar-row I must fight other birds for eventhis poor subsistance or starve. I knowI could improve my mate
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