The girl who escaped made her way to a police station. She was garbed only in a short wrapper that reached barely to her knees. The remainder of her person was bare. Her clothes had been taken from her when she was taken to the place.
The police at once raided the place and rescued the other girl. The Chicago police were notified and returned both of them to their parents.
Both girls had been horribly treated. Every liberty that can be imagined had been taken with them. They had been forced to do acts beyond comprehension.
This is but one actual instance of the methods employed to lure girls to an awful fate, but it tells the story of hundreds.
This is but one method whereby the great slave mart of Chicago is kept in operation, sacrificing its thousands of girl to the demon lust.
The stage, with all its attractions, can be but the stepping stone to a life of shame, unless the girl is surrounded with every home protection.
It leads its victims a merry whirl, a gay, giddy time, while it lasts, but the end is always in sight.
The brothel flirts with the stage. It regards it as a needful source of supplies.
And the stage, fickle and flighty, lays its innocents on the altar.