I say, you card playing women for little prizes such as a dinky cream
pitcher or pair of silk hose (maybe you’ve got ’em on now) are responsible
for many of the gamblers, because you started ’em.
The purer life for men and women will never come till the girls raise the
standard of their company. Then we’ll clean up some of these young bucks
around town.
I believe the man who will seduce an innocent young girl and sell her into
a life of shame, ought to be shot on the spot.
Society takes no notice of an innocent flirtation. It waits till the mute
evidence of a girl’s downfall cannot be concealed, then gasps in horror
and turns her out.
Society is responsible for the sins of those you saw starting toward hell
and didn’t warn ’em.
Society’s to blame for many a blithering drunkard, for starting him
drinking at a fashionable party.