Fighting the Traffic in Young Girls; Or, War on the White Slave Trade
History
Fighting the Traffic in Young Girls; Or, War on the White Slave Trade
Prostitution
Discretion and wisdom must be used, and if so, there are plenty of
places where a girl can find amusement which is pure, holy, elevating
and uplifting. Most of the danger is hidden and our object is to bring
to light these secret lurking places and expose them to the gaze of an
alarming public. Many go through safely in answer to mother's prayers,
warnings, advice, and careful watching of dear ones, thus being firmly
established in character and morality. If one seeks to walk with their
whole heart "in the straight and narrow way," these dangers will be
avoided.
ON THE STREET.
On the street, on the street,
To and fro with weary feet;--
Aching heart and aching head;
Homeless, lacking daily bread;
Lost to friends, and joy, and name;
Sold to sorrow, sin, and shame;
Wet with rain, and chilled by storm;
Ruined, wretched, lone, forlorn;--
Weak and wan, with weary feet,
Still I wander in the street.
On the street, on the street,
Still I walk with weary feet;
Lonely 'mid the city's din,
Sunk in grief, and woe, and sin;
Far from peace, and far from home;
No one caring where I roam;
No kind hand stretched forth to save;
No bright hope beyond the grave;
Feeble, faint, with weary feet,
Still I wander, "on the street."
CHAPTER VIII.
MORE ABOUT THE TRAFFIC IN SHAME.
By Mrs. Ophelia Amigh, Superintendent of the Illinois
Training School for Girls.
One of the most disheartening things in the work of protecting innocent
girls and restoring to useful lives those who have been betrayed from
the path of right living is the blind incredulity of a very large part
of the public. There are hundreds of thousands of women in the homes of
this country who know as little of what is going on in the world, so far
as the safety of their daughters is concerned, as so many children. They
are almost marvelously ignorant of the terrible conditions all about
them--and all about their children, too.
Of course, their blindness to these awful actualities makes them more
comfortable, for the time being, than they could possibly be if awake to
the perils which beset the feet of their daughters and the daughters of
their friends and neighbors. But there is no permanency to this sort of
peace--and thousands of mothers of this class are annually brought to
their senses and recalled to earth by discovering that their own
daughters have made the fatal misstep and have passed under the brand
of the pariah. The awakening of such parents comes too late, generally,
to do much good. Not always, but in a majority of cases. Many, many
times after I have related to a casual woman visitor the simple details
of a typical "case" brought here to the State Home, the caller has
exclaimed: "How terrible! I didn't dream that such things were going on
in the world!"
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