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.