CHAPTER XXXVII.

LEADING DOWN TO DEATH.

It is seldom possible to watch the whole career of an abandoned woman.

As they step lower and lower in abasement they keep moving from city to

city until they reach a stage where the next descent must be into the

grave. It is, therefore, difficult to trace their progress, from the

“high-toned” fast house to the hospital pallet where they finish a life

of loathsomeness by a still more loathsome death.

It has been calculated that the average span of existence for a woman who

embraces a life of shame does not average more than five or six years.

A year of the irregular life suffices to seriously impair that youth

and their good looks, and then they begin to experience the bitterness

and the hatefulness of the terrible trade which they have launched

themselves. The extravagance and improvidence of their natures soon put

them completely in the power of the soulless harridan who keeps the

house. She contrives that they shall always be owing her money. She has

good security in their wardrobes, and their lives from this time out

become one long struggle with debt, hatred of the landlady who oppresses

them, ill-health, and disease.

Information derived from many quarters shows with unmistakeable

distinctness

THE AWFUL PUNISHMENTS

which follow hard upon the heels of the sin of unchastity. Interviews

with medical men set forth a state of affairs the recital of which

beggars language to give it due utterance. All that is horrible in human

misery and possible in physical debility and degradation visits the

bodies of these poor outcasts of the earth.

“When I was a young man,” said a physician to the writer, “I used to

think that if a woman who had just taken her first step in infamy were

to visit certain of the wards in the great hospitals and see the masses

of living putrescence, which were once fair women, who are there rotting

away on their last couches, the sight would serve to drive them back

into the paths of rectitude and virtue, though all other argument on

earth would fail to do so. Doctors get used to terrible sights, but

the venereal ward of an hospital never ceases to shock and disgust.

No amount of use can make the physician on each recurring visit less

sensible of the overwhelming calamity that has overtaken these hapless

victims of brutal lust.”

So certain are these terrible consequences to ensue on a life of shame,

that women of this class seldom put in a year of the life without

contracting one or other of the dreadful diseases which afflict and

pursue them to the grave. Their time is spent between the bagnio and the

hospital, and each recurrence of their disorders makes them more and more

whited sepulchres, moving like an incarnate plague, dealing out poisoned

contamination to their guilty male associates, a contamination that

confirm in a striking way the terrible dictum of scripture, that the sins

of the father shall be visited on the children unto the third and fourth

generation. Verily “Her house is the way of hell, leading down to the

chambers of death.”

No matter what opinion may be entertained with regard to the proper

methods of

LESSENING THE EVILS OF PROSTITUTION

it is impossible to witness the downward course of its victims without

regret and pity. Even in cases where the life has been chosen with the

utmost deliberation from the worst of motives, it is but natural that

the condign punishment that surely awaits the modern Magdalen should

awaken our sympathy, and kindle in the philanthropic mind a desire to

turn out of the road of such calamity the erring feet of wilful women.

It is not the purpose of these sketches to preach. The aim has been

merely to point out what exists in our midst, and leave public opinion in

its aggregate wisdom to settle the problems which these facts present.

Every right-thinking person must sympathize with the efforts that

Christian men and women make to rescue this class from their lives of

sin. The legislators of the province in establishing the Mercer prison,

dealt with the question both in a penal and reformatory spirit. Other

lesser institutions have been founded by philanthropic persons entirely

reformatory and helpful in their character. Of this nature are the

Magdalen asylum and the Haven. Both of these undoubtedly do commendable

work. The percentage of reformations effected is certainly small, but

small as it is it encourages the willing workers to go on. Their chief

endeavors should be directed towards eradicating from public sentiment

the feeling that the woman who loses her honor

CAN NEVER CLIMB BACK

into respectability and forgiveness again.

This is the philanthropic aspect of the base. But it has another. It has

its criminal aspect.

County Crown Attorney Fenton, who is the secretary of the Society for the

Prevention of Vice, was asked what his society was doing in regard to the

social evil.

“The society,” he said, “is in statu quo at present. The gentlemen who

compose it did what they could and got a great deal of help from the

police commissioners but they could not get Major Draper into their

way of thinking. Letters passed between the chief and me but nothing

ever came of it. My last letter requested him to give me a list of the

houses known to the police to be houses of ill fame, but this he refused

to do on the ground that he did not know what use I was to make of the

information.”

Here Mr. Fenton laughed very heartily.

“What were the plans of the society for the eradication of the evil?”

“I don’t think the society had any hope of wiping out the evil. All they

hoped to do was to keep it in check. I know that my views were simply

these. The law of the land declares that keeping a house of ill-fame, or

being an inmate thereof, are offences punishable by

FINE AND IMPRISONMENT.

The chief constable and all his men are sworn to enforce the laws of the

land, and I proposed they should do so in this particular class of cases.”

“There were some raids made about that time. What were the results of

them?”

“Well, during the discussion of the question large numbers of the women

took fright, and they left the city in droves. Quite a number were

arrested when the raids were made, and a few sent to the Mercer, and more

fined. Two or three keepers were frightened out of the business.”

“Didn’t the girls disappear off the public streets at that time?”

“Yes; I am told they did.”

“But are they not now as bold and as numerous as ever there?”

“I really couldn’t say. The society may give the subject its serious

attention soon, and if it does, I’ll endeavor to make it as hot for these

‘high-toned’ houses as for the more miserable ones.”

The reporter could have told him that the public promenades are thronged

these days with females exhibiting the richest fabrics which the shops

afford.

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