should have to pass her life. For here, in the East
End, the obscenities and brute vulgarities of life are
rampant. There is no privacy. The bad corrupts
the good, and all fester together. Innocent child
hood is sweet and beautiful; but in East London
innocence is a fleeting thing, and you must catch

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them before they crawl out of the cradle, or you will
find the very babes as unholily wise as you.

The application of the Golden Rule determines
that East London is an unfit place in which to live.
Where you would not have your own babe live, and
develop, and gather to itself knowledge of life and
the things of life, is not a fit place for the babes

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