CHAPTER VI

“Thy will was in the builder’s thought;

Thy hand unseen amidst us wrought;

Through mortal motive, scheme and plan,

Thy wise eternal purpose ran.”

Before I go further with the recital of the events in connection with

our crusade which stand out most prominently in my memory, I must pause

to speak briefly of some of the persons with whom I was most closely

allied in the early years of our work.

They rise before me now—those faces and those groups of faces of dear

friends and companions in labour, of all classes and conditions, and of

different lands and races. Many have passed away; but their memory lives

in the hearts of those with whom they were associated for a time in work

and prayer and hope.

First among the many groups comes that of the earliest and most active

leaders in the Ladies’ National Association. One of these, the Bristol

group, still continues to be full of life and energy. I refer especially

to the sisters Priestman and Margaret Tanner, with Miss Estlin and

others closely associated with them, who have been to me, personally,

through this long struggle, from the first years till now, a kind of

body guard, a _corps d’élite_ on whose prompt aid, singleness of

purpose, prudence, and unwearying industry I could and can rely at all

times, and the knowledge of whose existence and loyalty alone, even when

parted from them for long periods, is a continued source of comfort and

strength. The utter absence in them of any desire for recognition, of

any vestige of egotism in any form, is worthy of remark. In the purity

of their motives they shine out “clear as crystal.”

The mere mention of their names, and those of a host of others, is but a

cold and poor tribute. Nevertheless, I cannot pass on without a brief

allusion to others. Mrs. Kenway, of Birmingham, was another of my

strongest friends; her house was always my home in passing through and

working in that busy centre, a home in which I was always lovingly

received by herself, her husband, and all her family. I must mention her

sister also, Mrs. Henry Richardson, of York. Other names which crowd

upon me are those of Mrs. Edward Walker, of Leeds, of Mr. and Mrs.

Clark, of Newcastle, Mr. and Mrs. Spence Watson and the Richardson

family, of the same town; of Mrs. Pease Nichol, Miss Wigham, and Mrs.

Bright McLaren, of Edinburgh; of Mrs. Lucas, Mrs. Maclaren and other

ladies of Glasgow, and Miss Isabella Tod, of Belfast, one of the ablest,

and certainly the most eloquent, of our women workers of those times.

Miss Lucy Wilson, whose loss to our cause through death some years ago

was a serious one, might be numbered as one of the legal helpers of our

cause. She had a remarkably keen intelligence and extraordinary capacity

for sifting evidence, unravelling tortuous argument, and dividing the

true from the false. She was often employed by our Parliamentary friends

to examine and pronounce upon doubtful proposals, emanating from the

Government or elsewhere. Her verdict was generally found to be just. Her

character and feelings as a woman, at the same time, were true and

tender.

There are many more names revered and honourable which I might bring in,

but I do not know how to enumerate them. I am forced, like the Apostle

who gives us the record of the heroes of faith, to sum up with the

words, “And what shall I say more? for the time would fail me to tell”

of this and that standard-bearer of righteousness. Their record is in

heaven; they do not need my poor homage; they never coveted earthly

praise.

The lofty and perilous position to which the first women workers in this

cause were called, was indicated by Dr. Guthrie, one of the venerable

leaders of the Scottish Free Church, in a letter which was published in

1872, as follows:—

“There is a picture in the old Dutch town of Leyden which I have looked

on with the deepest emotions. Its object is the brave, and, by God’s

blessing, successful defence of that city when besieged by the forces of

those two fierce persecutors, Philip II. and the Duke of Alva. And what

there most moved my heart was the sight of women, in whom the fear of

outrage from the brutal soldiery had swallowed up the fear of death,

standing beside their fathers, brothers, and husbands on the crests of

the crowded ramparts. No place for women, that, it may be said. But turn

the light of history on the scene; read in Motley’s pages the

unutterable horrors to which both maidens and mothers were exposed, and

you will look through tears of sympathy on the beautiful woman, pale

with loss of blood, whom they are bearing off to die in a quiet chamber,

and on those of her sex who, undaunted by her fall, stand boldly by the

guns and, with hands used to gentler work, point the muzzle and fire on

the assailant. Circumstances, as they say, alter cases. They did so

there; they did so when, in lack of men, Grace Darling hastened to the

rescue, put her own young life in peril, and pulled for the sinking

wreck. They did so in Jerusalem also, when women, casting aside the

ordinary restraints of their age, openly followed our Lord to Calvary,

and, in the face of His raging enemies, bewailed and lamented Him.

“Such honour as I give to these I give to those ladies who have stepped

out of their ordinary sphere to publicly expose the vice-regulating

laws, and to become leaders of men,—to inspire the hesitating with

firmness and cowards with courage. A good while ago different persons

urged me to take pen in hand and address the mothers of our country, the

guardians of its homes and household virtues, on the jeopardy into which

both were brought by the authors and advocates of these foul laws. Fear

of being thought presumptuous made me, while I acknowledged the honour,

decline—at least delay—the task. But when these ladies, braving in this

crisis the scoffs of profligates, rising above all fear of

misunderstanding and misrepresentation by their public appearance on

such a subject, offered up a sacrifice on the altar of virtue that only

the delicate and pure and high-minded can fully appreciate, I were a

coward to hang back. They have thrown themselves into the breach, and I

cannot but follow.”

The position which the women took was also well described by our

venerable Christian statesman, the Right Honourable J. W. Henley, when

from his seat in Parliament he uttered these words: “It is objected that

this agitation is the work of women; but it is impossible not to see

that it is women who are above all others affected by this law. We men

do not know what they suffer. These women have set their feet upon the

Rock of Ages, and nothing will drive them from that position. They have

taken up the cross, despising the shame, and they will not shrink or

turn back.”

These words were uttered in the House of Commons, in which were many

cynics, in the midst of an awed and reverential silence. The character

and age of the speaker himself contributed to this feeling of respect.

If in the course of my imperfect narrative I have omitted to mention

some of those who are worthy of mention and honour, I ask that I may be

pardoned for that omission. We were many. As the years went on, we

gathered adherents from all parts of the civilised world; we came to be

a host which it would be difficult to number. There were in the front

many distinguished men,—men of European and world-wide reputation,

economists, philosophers, statesmen, writers, patriots, leaders of men;

and at the same time there were countless helpers whose contribution to

the great awakening and onward movement was a hidden one, resembling the

vitalising influence of a stream or fountain flowing underneath the

soil, whose presence is only known by the verdure and freshness of the

pastures around. How many victories have been won for us by the silent

prayers of these, while we were in the midst of the battle, will only be

known when the secrets of all hearts shall be revealed.

Among the men who stood foremost in those early years, I have already

spoken of some. Emeritus Professor Francis Newman, brother of the late

Cardinal Newman, gave us strong help by his powerful pen and unflinching

rebukes of those in authority who had conspired to bring this trouble

upon our country. An anonymous friend won the gratitude of the Ladies’

National Association in its infancy, when its resources were meagre, by

a gift of £100. This friend proved to be the father of Mr. John

Thomasson, of Bolton. His son, in the same spirit, has never failed to

stand our friend up to the present day; his gentleness of character and

manner, combined with great firmness of principle, has made him to be

beloved by us all. Mr. R. F. Martineau, of Birmingham, was ever a firm

and clear-headed upholder of our principles, and was the inspirer of the

work, during many years, of his own creation,—the Midland Electoral

Union. He had strong supporters in Mr. Morgan, the Rev. J. G. Brown and

others at Birmingham. Mr. Joseph Edmondson, of Halifax, aided us

powerfully by his pen as well as by active labours. The tortuous

methods, arguments and subterfuges of our opponents, when they began to

take refuge from approaching defeat in manifold “substitutes,” were

exposed by him in a masterly manner in his pamphlet “The Regulationists

and their Policy.”

Mr. Henry J. Wilson was from the first, and is now, one of our strongest

champions.

I have already mentioned Mr. Edward Backhouse, who supported us

munificently year by year by his generous donations as well as by his

commanding presence on many public occasions. When his death was

announced it was said with truth, “A prince has fallen this day in

Israel.” His name again recalls those of many other pillars of the

Society of Friends, two of Birmingham, Mr. Albright and Mr. J. E.

Wilson, and more especially of those two pure and saintly men George

Gillett and Frederick Wheeler.

A year or two after our first attack on the vice-regulating laws, there

appeared, equipped for the battle, and powerful, though young, another

member of that Society, Alfred Dyer, whose action and influence in

India, and their important results, are well known to my readers.

For legal advice and help all through, we were greatly indebted to Mr.

William Shaen and Professor Sheldon Amos. Mr. Shaen held a prominent

position for many years as President of the National Association. I

first became acquainted with him in 1870, and retained his friendship

till his death. He was a man of great firmness of character, who on

first acquaintance appeared cold; yet his nature was one of great

gentleness, and his counsel was always kind. One could go to him for

advice in the most tragic and criminal cases, sure of his sympathy. Some

allusion was once made at a Conference to persons who might be called

the _refuse of society_. Mr. Shaen remarked: “For me, there is no refuse

of society.” Very valuable work was done by him for the British and

Continental Federation. He drew up several weighty documents on the

legal side of our question, which stated clearly the lines upon which

the legislation of the future, connected with the subject of our work,

should be based.

Of the National Committee which sat at Westminster, and worked

especially with a view to influencing Members of Parliament, the two Mr.

Mallesons were pillars of strength, Mrs. W. Malleson contributing by her

refined and able pen to our literature. Mr. Banks was from first to last

the able and laborious secretary of that Committee. As members of the

same Committee I must not fail to mention Mrs. Venturi, a friend of

Mazzini, and Mrs. Steward. To the latter was assigned an arduous task in

visiting Belgium in aid of the inquiry into the criminal “white slave

trade,” which was carried on between that country and our own. This

mission was promoted by the Abolitionist Committee of the City of

London, headed by our late venerable friend, Mr. Benjamin Scott, for

many years Chamberlain of the City of London.

Since the year 1880 a host of younger workers has gathered into our

ranks, of whom, while thinking of them with loving regard, I will not

attempt here to give even such an imperfect notice as the above.

I have named, after all, only a portion of those who deserve all honour

for the sacrifices they made and the good work they did. Our

Parliamentary friends, as well as certain leaders of Churches and

Denominations who were prominent in our work, are noticed in the course

of my narrative. Our principal Continental, American, and other friends

come in the same way into the story itself.

Most certainly we have had strong consolation and high privileges in the

midst of much obloquy, and some painful experiences. Among the former

advantages stands first the fact that the question we dealt with has

brought forward at all times, and in all countries, the best men and

women of those times and countries, welding them and us into a great

league of solid friendships and common aims. Those who have gathered

round the Abolitionist standard from the first till now have indeed been

of “the salt of the earth.”

Personally, it has been to me an indescribable blessing and strength to

have been surrounded all along by tenderly loyal adherents and

supporters in the persons of my own family, and of those dearest to me.

Few, perhaps, have been so highly favoured in this respect. My husband’s

character and his position in the work are known. My sons, following in

his steps, always gave me loving sympathy, and, as they advanced to

manhood, practical help, for which I here record my affectionate

acknowledgments. My five sisters were, at different times, more or less

associated in the work, and were always and strongly in sympathy with

it. One of them was for many years an active member of the Executive

Committee of the Ladies’ National Association, and at her death was

succeeded in that position by another sister. Another though frail and

in failing health, laboured closely with me for several years,

especially in promoting petitions and memorials from Churches.

The year 1875 has few clear recollections for me, personally, in direct

connection with our cause. Six years of work, and more especially the

winter months spent in very difficult work on the Continent, had

over-taxed my strength. My health gave way, and was only restored by

several months of rest, during which I heard only the distant echoes of

the conflict, while I remained at home.

Some of those echoes were of a mournful nature. The _Gazetta di Milano_

recorded early in that year several cases of girls who had committed

suicide to avoid the agony of being placed on the Government register of

shame, and of another who had been deliberately and cleverly entrapped

into the “service,” and who had locked herself into her room, and

attempted suicide by breathing the fumes of charcoal. She was found in

the morning, stretched on her bed quite insensible, with a crucifix

clasped in her arms. The immodest pictures, and other objects suggestive

of evil, with which her apartment had been furnished, were found all

broken to pieces by her hands, and lay strewed about the room. Happier

had it been for her if that sleep had been her last; but life was not

extinct, and she was restored to consciousness, to her own bitter grief.

In the month of March, Mrs. Percy, of Aldershot, a widow, who had for

some years during her husband’s illness maintained her children

honestly, drowned herself in order to escape from police persecution, by

which, if she had yielded, she would have been driven to be registered

on the Government roll of shame. Before taking the fatal resolve she had

written a letter to the _Daily Telegraph_. It was a wild appeal of

terror and indignation, relieved by a faint hope that some heart would

be touched, and her case would be taken up. No answer, however, coming

at once to her cry of anguish, she sought refuge from dishonour in

death. The National Association instituted a strict inquiry into all the

circumstances, which were found to be as Mrs. Percy and her young

daughter had stated. That Association also charged itself with the care

of the little orphan sons of Mrs. Percy, while her daughter was

committed to my husband’s care and mine, and was sent to our home in

Liverpool. Much indignation was aroused in the country; the Government

agent who had hunted this poor woman to death, however, retained his

position, possibly receiving a mild warning from the Secretary for War

to be more careful in future in the selection of his victims.

An Indignation Meeting was held in St. James’s Hall, London, at which

our Parliamentary leaders spoke out plainly on this matter. My husband

read to that meeting an informal deposition made to him by the young

girl soon after she came under our care.

“The statement,” he said, “which I am about to read to you was drawn

from little Jane Percy in the confidence of a quiet Sunday chat after

she had been a fortnight in our house, and it was written down

immediately. We asked her to tell us exactly all she could recollect, if

it was not too painful to her. She replied, ‘I will tell you exactly

what I saw and remember’; and then, speaking for the first time of the

bitter trial to which she had been subjected, she said: ‘They called the

police and ordered my mother to go up to the Metropolitan Police Office

and bring me with her. Mamma and I went. We there saw Inspector G——. He

was in his room, and mamma was first called in alone. I cannot,

therefore, tell what passed between mamma and the Inspector, because I

was not there. I can only tell you this, that mamma was never the same

person again after that hour. She told me that she assured Inspector G——

that she would rather sign her death warrant than the paper he gave her

to sign. I was then called in. I shall never forget the moment when I

stood before Inspector G—— and he accused me. He said, “Do you know,

girl, why you are here?” I replied, “No, sir, I do not.” He said, “You

are here because you are no better than you should be. You know what

that means, I suppose?” I said, “No, sir, I do not.” He laughed in a

horrible way when I said this. I continued to deny that I knew what he

meant; for, indeed, I did not. I knew what a bad character was: there

are plenty in Aldershot; but I could not understand that he meant to

accuse me and my mamma of being bad characters. He asked me if we had a

“pass” into the camp. I answered “Yes, we always had one: for we had

engagements to sing while papa was lying ill.” He then shouted to some

one, “See that these two women have their passes taken away from them;

we will put a stop to all that!” You see, mamma could not earn a living

after this. It hurt me so when he called mamma and me “these two women!”

Mamma said to me when we came out, “Jenny, this will be the death of

me.” She never looked cheerful any more. She was watched by the police

wherever she went. Then she wrote that last letter to the _Daily

Telegraph_. Soon after that we went away to try and get an engagement

elsewhere, but could not succeed. Mamma was always crying, and we began

to feel what a loss father was; for though he was so ill that he was not

able to earn a penny for two years, he was a good friend. We used to

tell him every trouble, and he would talk it over and advise us kindly.

Nobody but myself knows what mamma suffered. She could never rest at

night; for she said Inspector G——’s face was always before her, as she

saw it when he accused her. If she fell asleep, she would wake up

sobbing and in a fright. I consider that man has been the death of my

mamma. He said to her at the end, “I will not let you alone.” Well, a

friend came from Aldershot to ask mamma to go back there. We went back.

Friends used to say to her, “Cheer up! you will be all the more

respected when this is cleared up and the truth is known.” She again

said she would choose death rather than do as Inspector G—— wished her

to do!’

“Jenny spoke all this in a low, quiet voice, not at all excitedly. Her

visit to the police station seemed to haunt her even more than her

mother’s death. She is proud of her mother, and this pride helps her to

bear the loss. She said at last: ‘What a law this is! I never could

believe there was such a law. Since this law was made it is not

considered respectable to speak to a soldier, nor have one in your

house; but I can tell you that, though I have lived among soldiers ever

since I was born, I never had a rough word or an insult from one in my

life, and they were always respectful to my mamma. I think you will find

that all those who knew her spoke well of her.’”

In May of this year a very important series of conferences was held in

London on the occasion of the visit of several well-known Continental

members of the Federation whom we had invited to meet us. Among these

was M. Edmond de Pressensé. This distinguished man has been described as

“one of the most eloquent scholars and scholarly divines of the French

Reformed Church.” He had an intellectual countenance and a rich and

pleasant voice; but his success as a preacher was chiefly secured by the

solidity of his attainments and the depth of his religious convictions.

He published many solid works, among which are “Lectures on Christianity

in its Application to Social Questions,” “A History of the First Three

Centuries of the Christian Era,” and his “Life of Christ,” which was

published in 1866. He was a member of the National Assembly, and was

nominated by it as Chairman of a Committee for investigating the

Penitentiary Laws, and was later the principal actor on a Commission on

the prison of St. Lazare. He was created a Chevalier of the Legion of

Honour for his devotion in relieving the poor during the Franco-German

War, and was finally elected a member of the Senate.

M. George Appia, an Italian by birth, was well known as an ardent

apostle of the ancient Waldensian Church in Italy. He had been called to

Paris as a Pastor of the Church of the Augsburg Confession; a man of

genius and of a highly spiritual nature.

Two of our other visitors on this occasion have already been introduced

to the reader, viz., M. Aimé Humbert and M. Giuseppe Nathan. Père

Hyacinthe also was among the invited, but took ill after arriving in

London, and was prevented attending these Conferences. He addressed a

meeting some weeks later in St. James’s Hall on behalf of the

Federation.

A Conversazione was held in the Westminster Palace Hotel on the evening

before the Conference, when one or two informal addresses were given by

the Continental visitors. M. Humbert, speaking in French, said: “I must

tell you that the work of reform which you have taken up is not entirely

an innovation in our Continental history. As far back as twenty years

ago Pastor Borel undertook single-handed in Geneva the stupendous task

of bringing the question before the public, and of combating for the

abolition of these laws. But he was alone in the work; alone in signing

a petition to the Grand Council. He sent his petition. It was

acknowledged and sent back to be examined by the Council of State, and

no more was heard of it. The following year he made another charge, with

no more success than the first. He continued to labour on, and by great

tact and effort succeeded in securing the escape of several of the

victims from the tolerated houses. The track had been opened, and

pioneers came in. Two years ago the newspapers of Geneva acquainted the

public with the startling fact that an English lady had come for the

special purpose of holding Conferences on the question raised by Pastor

Borel. Every one said, ‘Ah, a very English proceeding, indeed!’ The

matter was treated with more or less of levity until the Genevese learnt

that a British and Continental Federation had been formed to deal with

the matter, and that the seat of the Federation was London. This news

stirred them. A Federation with its headquarters in London must be

something worth notice.... I believe that henceforward both sides of the

Channel will advance hand in hand in this great question of justice.”

A very large and representative Conference was held the following

afternoon. A crowd of delegates came from all parts of the United

Kingdom. Mr. Stansfeld presided Canon Butler read several letters, one

from Père Hyacinthe regretting his enforced absence, a second from

Professor Emile de Laveleye, whose attention had only recently been

drawn to this question, and who now sent us the expression of his

complete adhesion to our principles and work. Another letter was from

Pastor Theodore Monod, who was prevented joining us by the obligation to

attend a series of Conferences in the South of France. He wrote:—

“We are with you in spirit; we are providing ourselves with ammunition;

we shall make use of your guns on the battlefield. Surely it is high

time that every Christian should rouse himself to more earnest prayer,

more steadfast trust and more whole-hearted devotion, and, as a

necessary consequence, march forward in the Saviour’s might against

these citadels of iniquity.”

M. de Pressensé’s speech on this occasion was one of the most remarkable

we had ever heard. Mr. Stansfeld spoke of it as follows: “I knew that M.

de Pressensé was a politician with a great and well-deserved reputation

in his own country. I knew that he was an orator and a well-known

divine; but I did not expect the privilege which was in store for us in

the discourse to which we have just listened, a discourse displaying

merits which are very rarely to be found combined in the speech of one

man. It was the speech of a philosopher who has alike the instinct and

training of a statesman. It contained the clearest statement of

principle, and it was full of the divine sentiment of love which should

fill the hearts of those who preach the Gospel. It was delivered with an

energy and antithesis of eloquence of which, I fear, few Englishmen are

capable.”

Every word of this speech is worthy of reproduction, but I only give

here an extract or two.

“I entreat you to observe,” M. de Pressensé said, “that the State can

only defend rights conformably with right, and with respect for

individual liberty. Now in the case we are considering, not only does it

pursue the opposite of right, but the means by which it acts are a

flagrant violation of right. It withdraws the individual liberties of

thousands of human beings from the guardianship of law and of justice,

and delivers them over to the caprice of the administration; by this act

all those laws and rules made to prevent injustice being done, and to

prohibit imprisonment except under formally determined conditions, are

abrogated; they are replaced by the _régime_ of arbitrary will.

“I will consent, however, to come down to the lower ground of

consequences, of results, although, in advance, I assert I am convinced

that there can be no real conflict between principles and results, and

that evil must always bring forth evil. You, who are the partisans of

these sanitary laws, speak of the public safety. Well, I will confine

myself to this question—Who do you save? We will not speak of the woman;

she is the necessary victim of the system—the living material, which has

to be mangled and torn by the iron teeth and wheels of this pitiless

mechanism. We will speak of her later; for the present I leave her out

of account. I repeat my question, Who do you save? (putting out of

account the woman, doomed to irremediable perdition.) Is it the _man_

whom you save? I deny it! Placing myself even at your own materialistic

standpoint, I deny it. You speak only of the man’s body; you speak not

of his soul, and you are right. But you do not save his body. This is

certain, even from the documents furnished by the partisans of the

system themselves. A competent writer,[10] who has deeply studied this

subject, has uttered these words (speaking of Paris): ‘Prostitution

engenders prostitution. That which lights a fire at one point propagates

it everywhere.’ So true is this, that this sincere writer records the

fact that prostitution, outside of the sanitary laws, increases from day

to day in a most frightful degree.

“Statistics are peremptory in their condemnation of these laws. For one

victim who comes under sanitary observation hundreds escape you, and

your measures of protection are useless. How could it be otherwise? You

wish to regulate vice, but it is of the essence of vice to refuse to be

regulated. Vice violates moral law, and you may expect it to transgress

human rules. It is like a torrent which has overflowed its banks; you

cannot say, ‘Thus far shall thou lawfully go, and no further.’ It mocks

all your regulations. You will never succeed in making disorderly

passions universally well ordered in their gratification.

“You do not save the body! And the soul, the moral nature!—does not the

State contribute towards its perversion in sanctioning the idea that

debauchery at a certain age is a natural law, before which the young man

must bow—a law which the State recognises? And thus the State

facilitates the first steps to immorality, and becomes the tempter of

the young man. In facilitating these first steps, it favours public

immorality; for the patented evil has its recognised place in human

legislation. You speak of the harm which prostitution does to the body.

You would preserve the body, and you begin by poisoning the soul. Ah,

you have forgotten that _trifling thing_, the immortal soul! You have

forgotten the soul of youth, the soul of your country. You have

forgotten that this profligacy which you facilitate contributes to the

corruption of the youth of the nation, and sends it back to the domestic

hearth blighted, corrupted, prematurely aged, when it is not separated

for ever from the domestic hearth, as is the case now in certain

countries, where the complaint is made of the diminution of marriages,

and (as in the decline of the Roman Empire) rewards are held out to

those who will marry and bring up children. You have withered the

purity, the vigour, the moral energy of those young hearts. The Proverbs

of Solomon tell us that the house of debauchery (officially regulated or

not) is an open sepulchre—that it rests upon the tomb; and it is true.

And you wish that the State should hold the key to that chamber of

death—that the State should be the door-keeper to admit to it our

youthful citizens! You will not hinder, by your sanitary laws, the

realisation of the terrible genealogy of sin recorded by St. James:

‘When lust has conceived, it bringeth forth sin; and sin, when it is

finished, bringeth forth death.’ Yes, prostitution kills the soul, even

when it does not kill the body. This is the dialectic of evil, which

follows its own inexorable course.

“The partisans of this system say to us, however:—‘Society has a right

to defend itself against physical evils which destroy it; it has a right

to resort to any means when it has to deal not only with debauchery, but

with debauchery which is a commerce; and these regulations, after all,

only apply to the infamous creatures who sell themselves, and have put

themselves beyond the pale of the law and of society: they are but the

dirt of the street.’ Now I do not under-rate the abomination of paid

debauchery. Yes, the vice which sells itself is abominable; what, then,

shall we say of those who buy it? But there are distinctions to be made

among those who sell. Let us look a little closer at the situation of

the woman whom Governments have submitted to a regulation which is a

complete and abject slavery. She deserves nothing but contempt you tell

us! She is invariably as morally perverse as you tell us she is! I ask,

how many of these girls are thrust upon the streets by abandonment after

seduction, or dragged down by want into the infamy from which they

cannot escape? What is your part in the matter? You engulf them further;

you thrust them down lower; you throw on them the last shovelful of

earth to hurl them to the abyss; you roll upon them the stone which

cannot be removed except by a supernatural effort. ‘Ah! you have fallen,

unfortunate creature,’ you say; ‘well, we will complete the work, we

will consummate your degradation: that which is already soiled shall be

made still more vile.’ This is logic; but it is the logic of demons!

“I have supposed the case—so frequently occurring—of the misfortunes

which precipitate into public vice a young girl, a weak being, a mere

child, perhaps, of fifteen or sixteen years, the victim of infamous

seduction. Let us go further, and passing beyond all the various shades

of difference, let us take the worst cases of degradation. I have

admitted, I admit, that the woman who sells herself is a shameful being;

but what, I have asked, and ask again, shall we say of those who buy? Is

the stronger sex, being the purchaser, worthy of greater respect than

the weaker sex which is purchased? You desire that the State shall

sacrifice to the supposed public security thousands of female victims

doomed to perdition, and you forget that the profligate man is equally a

peril to public health with the impure woman. When I look at this

extremity of degradation which is set before us in order to justify

measures so terrible as those we oppose, I remember that I belong to a

religion of divine pity, and that no Christian can dare to say that even

these most degraded beings are beyond hope. I remember that there is a

love which seeks the lost soul, the lost treasure, in the very dust of

the road, and that that love is faithful and powerful and hopeful. A

noble Christian has said: ‘The world will believe in God when it sees

that the disciples of Christ believe in the human soul’; or, rather,

that they believe in that immense charity which descends into the lowest

abyss to seek that which is lost. In the face, then, even of the

profoundest debasement, we have no right to say, ‘All is over! we may

now treat this being as vile matter which may receive the official stamp

at the custom-house of human merchandise.’

“Here is a poor sinner who has heard of Jesus of Nazareth; her heart

beats with a new hope; she curses her abominable life; she feels an

impulse to go forward and throw herself weeping at His feet. But the

State policeman steps in and says, ‘Stop! you cannot pass; you must wait

for our authorisation; you must wait till your name is removed from the

register: you belong to us, and we will not give you up until you have

been long tested.’ She turns away and waits, and while she waits her

tears dry up, her heart again hardens, and she returns to infamy. Thus

the poor drowning creature is plunged once more into the waves of

impurity, and when she would seize hold of the plank of salvation it is

dashed away from her trembling hands. Such is your system! and there are

_Christians who approve it_! I know that there was an age when pagan

temples were devoted to the worship of Venus, and where there were

priestesses who were also the victims of horrible vice; but I had

believed that, eighteen centuries ago, Eternal Love had appeared upon

the earth!

“I do not hide from myself the horror and the peril of the prostitution

which exists where there are not these laws—the horror and danger of

prostitution under every aspect, independently of the moral guilt of

governments which guarantee it. We must enter upon a grand crusade, not

only against legal prostitution, but against profligacy itself; we must

form an indomitable league.... We must pursue vice up to its source; we

must follow it in all its forms and in all its hiding-places; we must

attack the unholy literature, the impure art, and the debased drama

which are connected with it. Above all, we must combat the disastrous

delusion, so fixed in many minds, that vice is an inevitable fatality;

we must hold up before our youth the ideal of purity and of domestic

worth.

“One word more: contemporary Christianity has done much for the

furtherance of the Christian faith, and we are profoundly moved at the

sight of its noble works. This is the month in which religious societies

hold meetings and record their labours. Nothing better! but let us take

care that, in giving ourselves to these good works, we do not forget the

wrongs which lie at our door; that in the midst of this activity, so

rich, so varied, carried to the very ends of the earth, we do not

overlook the perdition in which are plunged the victims of our

civilisation. Let us take heed, lest the Master say to us, ‘Yes, you

have served Me; you have adorned My sanctuaries to receive Me with

honour; you have shown great zeal in the propagation of your religion;

but the Pharisaism of old did the same; yet I rejected it because it

rejected the poor lost woman. He who truly loves, loves that which is

lost; but you, O Christian who bearest My name, what have you done for

her that is lost? what have you _allowed_ to be done to her? You have

suffered her to be taken and devoted to infamy for the security of your

sons. Therefore I say to you, I cannot endure your solemn feasts.’ May

we be spared this condemnation!”

During the meeting a letter was received bearing the Paris postmark, and

handed to the Chairman, who pronounced it to be important. It was an

address expressing the fullest sympathy with the aims of the Federation,

and was signed by a long list of divines and laymen, Protestant leaders

throughout France.

Professor Sheldon Amos made a very weighty speech on this occasion, full

of close reasoning, and supported by legal arguments. He was followed by

Sir Harcourt Johnstone, the Rev. James Martineau, the Right Honourable

G. Shaw Lefevre, and others.

In April of this year Mr. Gledstone and Mr. H. J. Wilson started on a

mission to the United States as delegates from the Federation. I asked

Mr. Gledstone to write for me briefly his recollections of the chief

events of that important mission. He consented to do so, and the

following is his account:—

“It was, I remember, a cold stormy Thursday in April, 1876, when you

persisted in accompanying Mr. Wilson and me to the river, to see us on

board the _Adriatic_. The anti-regulation struggle has seen some

uncommon things; I think so now, as I recall your slender form seeking

shelter from the keen wind that swept through the little tug that

conveyed us to the huge steamer lying in the middle of the Mersey—two

strong men sent out on their mission and cheered to it by one woman!

Snow was on the tops of the Welsh hills as we got into the Channel. The

next day—Good Friday—was spent in Cork; then came a cold enough voyage.

“Bearing, as we did, letters of introduction to several of the leaders

of the old anti-slavery party, we thought of beginning our mission to

the American people at Boston, and using that as a centre for our

propaganda. Providence had arranged it otherwise; we began at New York

and ended at Boston, thus reversing our plan.

“First of all we tried, simultaneously with our missionary efforts, to

learn exactly the state of opinion on the system of State regulation of

vice, and what had been done to keep it out of the country. We found

that attempts had been made at many centres, in different ways, to get

the system a footing. Doctors and sanitary specialists were its

apostles. Some of the medical journals had, at odd times, for some years

past, been doing what they could to commend it to the notice and favour

of the profession. Although we never came upon any sign of the existence

of an organised pro-regulation party, we saw abundant evidence of the

existence, all over the States, of men, chiefly doctors, who were

resolutely bent upon having the regulation established in some form or

another. _The Medical Gazette_ of New York had been very zealous in

1870–71 in that direction.

“In New York, in Chicago, in California, in Baltimore, in the district

of Columbia, in Cincinnati, in Pennsylvania, unsuccessful attempts had

been made to get State or municipal regulation. In California the Bill

which was introduced into the Legislature became known to a quick-witted

woman, the wife of one of the members, who immediately had another Bill

drafted, exactly the same as the first, save one word—for _woman_ she

substituted _man_. She then got several members of the Legislature to

promise that they would bring her Bill forward if any further progress

was made with the other. The mere sight of hers drove the other into

oblivion! She played a bold and risky game, for had her Bill been

accepted along with the other, it would have lain a dead letter, whereas

the police would have worked the other with vigour. She saw, so far,

only the injustice of the proposed Bill, inasmuch as it touched women

and exempted men; but did not see that it was also immoral to apply

regulation even to men and women alike.

“On three occasions attempts had been made in the district of Columbia,

for the sake, of course, of including Washington. One of them was

defeated by the energy and resolution of Miss Edson. Learning late one

evening that a proposal was to be brought before Congress the next day,

she instantly left her home, and spent almost the whole night in

visiting newspaper offices, interviewing editors, and ringing Congress

men out of their beds to inform them of the character of the Bill, and

to implore them to oppose it. By this means time was gained, and with

the assistance of others she continued an opposition which was

ultimately successful. Her effort cost her her life; she soon fell ill

from over-exertion and died.

“In every case the women seemed to have been particularly vigilant and

resolute, and from them we got some of our most effective help. The

women doctors, who were just as capable as the men doctors of

understanding the question in its physical bearings, were entirely with

us; at least, I cannot remember one who was not.

“As an example of the service that may be rendered by one intelligent

and resolute man, I think I ought to name Mr. Francis King, of

Baltimore, a member of the Society of Friends, who, when the Chairman of

the Grand Jury broached the system of regulation, gave it his firm

resistance. Mr. King had studied the subject in Europe.

“One place, St. Louis, had been afflicted with regulation from 1870 to

1874. It had been introduced with a craft quite worthy of the ‘father of

lies,’ a clause of the City Charter which dealt with the suppression of

houses of ill-repute being modified by the introduction of two words,

‘or regulate’; the Charter was thus altered—‘to suppress _or regulate_

houses of ill-fame.’ Rev. Dr. Eliot, of Washington University, led the

opposition to it; 4,000 women petitioned for its repeal; and it was

removed by a unanimous vote of the Senate of the State of Missouri.

“There was evidently work to be done; more than the Federation which had

sent us knew of, much more than the American friends of purity for a

moment suspected. They were mostly living in happy ignorance of this

plotting against the rights of all the women of the States, and against

the morals of the whole Republic. If our mission did nothing else, we

have the satisfaction of knowing that it effectually broke up that

self-confidence.

“In New York, where we landed on April 24th, we found that preparations

had been made by Mr. Aaron M. Powell and Mrs. Gibbons for the holding of

a conference the next day. This was only a small gathering at Mrs.

Gibbons’ house of some twelve or fifteen ladies and gentlemen, to whom

we explained the object of our coming, and from whom we received

suggestions as to the best course for us to pursue. During the ten weeks

of our stay in America, we held six conferences in New York, each of

them interesting in its own peculiar way; one of them, in the New York

Infirmary, specially so, owing to the number of young women present who

were studying medicine.

“In Dr. Cuyler, of Brooklyn, we found a warm and influential friend; he

took me with him to the house of Mr. Dodge, where I had the opportunity

of addressing some twenty-five of the most noted Presbyterian, Dutch

Reformed, and Congregational clergymen of the city. The same privilege

was extended to me by the Baptist ministers, of whom a hundred were

present at the meeting. I believe that by means of these ministerial

associations I succeeded in addressing almost the whole of the ministers

in all the great cities of the East. They were, of course, busy in every

case with their own local concerns, and could not find time to discuss

the theme brought before them; but there is ground for believing that

interest was excited and sympathy gained.

“Among the more striking incidents of our tour was the presentment,

while we were in New York, to the ‘Court of General Sessions of the

Peace for the City and County of New York,’ of its own Grand Jury in

favour of dealing with the social evil by means of regulation. The

presentment closed with a resolution earnestly requesting the

Legislature of the State of New York to adopt some system of laws

calculated to confine houses of ill-fame in large cities to certain

specified localities, and to subject them at all times to the careful

and vigilant supervision of the Boards of Health and Police. This

presentment appeared in the _Evening Post_ of June 2nd (Friday), 1876;

and before we slept that night we had penned a protest against it in the

name of the Federation, taking up each point and answering it in the

light of our English and European experience. The next day we spent in

interviewing editors, and on Monday the _Herald_ published our protest;

three other papers also had articles on the presentment, either

condemning it as immoral, or making light of it as a suggestion made too

late in the day for acceptance.

“I cannot leave the subject of New York without saying a word about the

kind and devoted friends we met. Mr. and Mrs. Aaron M. Powell gave us a

cordial welcome and unstinted help, and have carried on, ever since our

return, the work of meeting and resisting all attempt to legalise vice.

Mr. Powell had formerly been editor of the _Anti-Slavery Standard_, and,

like all the surviving members of the great anti-slavery movement,

seemed to have an intuitive knowledge of the great moral principles for

which we were contending. Mrs. Gibbons was another of our good friends,

and in the rooms of the Isaac T. Hopper Home (a benevolent home named in

honour of her brave, unselfish father) we had one or more of our

conferences. Mrs. Gay, of Staten Island, another Quaker and

Abolitionist, gave us excellent help, and has continued in the good work

till now. Mrs. Hussey aided us much among medical practitioners.

“As one result of our visit, a Vigilance Committee was formed, which has

kept a sleepless eye on the movements of the enemy, and has defeated

many insidious plans to introduce regulation through sanitary

arrangements, or municipal laws, or State enactments. It has also

created a literature, modest indeed in size, but appealing to all that

is best and purest in the nation. Ten years ago the _Philanthropist_, a

monthly journal, was started, to be the organ of the purity party, and

has done good service. I cannot but believe that in New York alone our

work was a quiet introduction to the energetic White Cross Crusade, and

to the daring attacks of Dr. Parkhurst upon the corrupt police and

municipal authorities. The friends who had co-operated with us have, for

almost nineteen years, not only kept up a protest against every form of

legalising vice, but have also thrown themselves into every available

form of service for the promotion of a sound public opinion on the

relation of the sexes.

“By the time we reached Washington a Bill had been framed by the Board

of Health and introduced into the House of Representatives, which, on

its face, looked innocent enough, but which really contained clauses of

a very dangerous character. Professing to be only a sanitary measure,

it, in fact, gave ample powers for working a system of inspection and

license. At one of our conferences we had the presence of the Rev. J. L.

Townsend, Chaplain of the House of Representatives, who, hearing of what

was being proposed, said he should confer with the Chaplain of the

Senate, so that together they might co-operate against the objectionable

measure. Mr. H. J. Wilson also had an interview with Mr. Willard, who

had introduced the Bill into the Legislature, but who frankly declared

that he had no intention to support the regulating system; he said the

phraseology of the Bill, which was evidently open to a bad

interpretation and use, must be altered.

“One of our best friends in this city was Mrs. Dr. Winslow; she was one

of the first women in America who took a medical degree, and in

consequence she suffered a good deal of domestic and social persecution.

The people who had smelt the fire of trouble for conscientious

convictions seemed to fall to our side by a kind of instinct; they

grasped the moral principles we set forth, and understood their bearing

at once.

“At Baltimore the General Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church

was sitting. Dr. Rigg and the Rev. W. B. Pope, who were attending it as

delegates from the Wesleyan Methodist Conference in England, having been

entrusted with an address to it from the Wesleyan Society for the repeal

of the English Acts, the former gentleman carried out this commission. A

special Committee which was appointed to draw up a reply, heard evidence

from Dr. Rigg and myself as to the nature and futility of our English

Acts, and as to the great uprising of opinion on the Continent of Europe

against licensed vice. In their reply they expressed themselves as being

utterly opposed to regulation; and I believe I am right in saying that

both in America and by its missionaries in India this powerful Church

has always and consistently gone against regulation in any form.

“It is pleasant to recall the kindnesses and aid of single persons and

of groups of persons; Dr. Thomas, a Quaker physician, was the friend who

socially aided us at Baltimore.

“We had quite a remarkable experience at Philadelphia, both in the way

of assailing our opponents and in making for our cause new and

influential friends all over the States. At the time of our visit the

doctors of Pennsylvania were holding the annual meeting of their

Society, and gave our work aid which was as unexpected as it was

unwilling. They had been told by one of their journals that a ‘vehement

effort’ ought to be made by them to get prostitution legalised; it was

their ‘duty’ to do it. Of any intention to do their ‘duty’ they gave no

sign; but at the last moment, just as we were on the point of leaving

for Boston, two anti-regulation doctors, of whom the city had a goodly

number, informed us that on the following day a determined effort was to

be made to commit the Society to an active regulationist policy.

Thereupon we got Mrs. Franciscus, the President of the Women’s Christian

Association, and Mrs. French, President of the Moral Education Society,

to send a letter to all the doctors known to be opposed to regulation,

asking them to attend every meeting of the Medical Society, and resist

any such attempt. At the meeting of the W.C.A., the hundred women who

were present rose to their feet to signify their approval of the letter;

a feeling of intense indignation was aroused, and a regulationist doctor

would have had determined opposition from the women of the capital city

of the State. How it came to pass we never could learn, but it is

certain that the ‘vehement effort’ never was made. As we came across

many friends in Philadelphia who saw no need for doing anything—the

subject being ‘unpleasant’ ‘not before the public,’ and ‘not fit for

discussion before men and women’—we had the doctors to thank for

effectually scattering all these objections, and sending a shock of much

needed energy into our work. So the way of men was over-ruled by the

higher way of God.

“Let me recall the friendly faces and names of those who aided us—the

Rev. Andrew Longacre, the Rev. Joseph May, Mr. and Mrs. Enoch Lewis,

Bishop Simpson, Mr. Rowland (of the Y.M.C.A.), Dr. Herman Thomas, Mr.

and Mrs. Ingraham, Mrs. Harriet French, Miss Anthony, and that brave old

lady, Mrs. Lucretia Mott. To some of your readers, dear Mrs. Butler,

these names will mean nothing; but please let them stand on the pages of

your book of reminiscences, for they mean much to others, and deserve a

record.

“Our good friends Mr. and Mrs. Powell, of New York, were present during

part of the time of our visits to Philadelphia, attending the meetings

of the International Temperance Convention, and they kindly arranged a

meeting of Temperance friends from all parts of the States for us to

address. It was a choice opportunity, of which we made the most. Mrs.

Powell sent you home an account, in which she spoke of the meeting as ‘a

very impressive meeting,’ in which the power of the Spirit of God was

present, and where many of the audience, men and women, were in tears.

Yes; I remember it from a long distance of time as a season of help and

blessing.

“The city of Boston, which we had at first counted upon as sure to be

the most responsive and most easily worked, proved to be one of the most

difficult, until we obtained the countenance and co-operation of Mr.

William Lloyd Garrison. Even the women, usually the quickest to come to

the aid of our cause, were cautious and doubtful. That Massachusetts

should ever legalise immorality seemed to them to be as remote as the

end of the world. New York was a dissolute city, under the control of

foreigners, and might do anything bad; but Boston had some regard for

the moral law. Our arguments were met with simple incredulity and

indifference. Since then our warnings have only been too abundantly

justified.

“When Mr. Garrison, to whom we had the best of introductions, heard our

case and the difficulties which had been thrown in our way, he said:—

“Do not listen to the dissuasions from going on with your work, and

speaking the message you are entrusted with. I do not agree with those

who affirm that it is inexpedient to speak the truth here on this

question. Speak it; it will do good. But do not hold a public meeting.

Get those to hear you who will influence public opinion in the day of

need. My name is at your service for any circular you may issue, calling

such a conference as I have indicated.’

“This was the plan of operations we had followed all the way through,

and as soon as the great Abolitionist’s name was put upon our circular,

it was adopted by the leading reformers of the city. Never before had I

seen so great a change wrought by the word of one man; his judgment was

evidently regarded as a final court of appeal. With that splendid

loyalty to his old chief which always distinguished Mr. Wendell

Phillips, the great orator of the Abolition cause, he immediately gave

us his aid, and consented to preside at our Conference. About a hundred

and fifty of the most active of the reformers of the city came together

in the rooms of the Y.M.C.A. (that institution always had an open door

for us), and a most enthusiastic meeting was held. My colleague, Mr.

Wilson, had gallantly offered to do the hardest part of the work, viz.,

answering any question that might be asked, but after more than an hour

of severe catechising he was tired out, and I had to come to his aid.

You may know a subject very well, but when you have been tested by the

inquisitiveness of a Boston audience you may feel pretty comfortable

anywhere else.

“Our meeting was favoured with short speeches by our Chairman, by Mrs.

Livermore, and by Mrs. Stone.

“I cannot leave Boston without mentioning the inspiration which Mr.

Garrison’s words and influence were to every good work; he started me on

the study of the great Abolition movement, a cause which, indirectly has

done much for our own. Then, again, I remember with a tender heart the

modest kindness of Mr. Wendell Phillips in taking us to see some of the

sights of Boston, and in calling with us on some newspaper editors. I

remember his snug, quaint little house, which might have been taken from

one of the ancient streets of York or Chester; I see now the bust of

John Brown’s magnificent head, just arrived from the sculptor’s,

standing on the sill of the staircase window; and I still hear the soft

tones in which he said, as I parted from him—‘Don’t forget an old man.’

I can never forget him; his speeches have become to me the noblest

models of Christian moral teaching; I know nothing like them in the

whole range of English oratory, either for substance or for style.

“One strong desire which we felt at the termination of our work was for

the American people to make common cause with the English and with

Continental friends against legalised immorality; and this they have

done. The American Committee joined the Federation, and have frequently

sent Mr. Powell to attend its meetings; they realise that in this sacred

cause the nations are one. If we were permitted to render any service to

the great Republic, the debt has been more than repaid by the priceless

work of Mrs. Andrew and Dr. Kate Bushnell on behalf of India. Bonds of

love and sympathy have been woven which nothing can break.”

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