Some mother away in a country town is
waiting for her girl who never comes back.
God help the mothers who read this, for it's true. Look to your girls
and don't trust the first strange woman who comes into your house, for
she may be a wolf in sheep's clothing. She wants your daughter's fresh
young beauty, that's her trade, and the Devil pays good and plenty.
I asked the girl whether she had any friends near, and she said she had
an aunt living on Chestnut Street, Philadelphia, that she thought might
take her. Then looking around the room she said, "But he won't let me go
anyhow." I followed her look, and there standing with his back to the
wall was a man I knew. Here was this young girl made to slave and earn a
living for this cur! There's lots of it done in New York--well-dressed
men doing no work, living on the earnings of young girls.
We got the address of the aunt in Philadelphia, and I went out and sent
a message over the wire, asking if she would receive Annie if she came
to Philadelphia. I received an answer in forty-two minutes saying,
"Yes, send her on. I'll meet her at the station."
I hurried back, thanking God for the answer, and found them sitting at
the same table.
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