No man ever intended being a drunkard. He started out a moderate drinker.
If any young buck would come and ask to take my daughter out on a midnight joy ride, so help me God, I certainly would land on him.
If these automobiles and carriages could talk, there’d be something doing.
The reason we’ve got so many little whip-poor-will widows nowadays is that they married men to reform them.
Girls, you sell yourselves too cheap. You’ll keep company with some miserable young buck who’ll dodge into a doorway so as not to be embarrassed by the look of recognition from some fallen woman on the street, just to have “steady” company.
SAYS SOCIETY TO BLAME FOR SINNERS.
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.