The People of the Abyss

y best liken to that of the explorer. I was open to be convinced by the evidence of my eyes, rather than by the teachings of those who had not seen, or

tual health, was good; that which made for less life,

time of which I write was considered “good times” in England. The starvation and lack of shelter I encountered

many as a dozen at a time, and daily marched through the streets of London crying for bread. Mr. Justin McCarthy,

ions have exhausted their means in trying to raise supplies of food for the famishing residents of the garrets and cellars of London lanes and alleys. The quarters of the S

re manhood less by political aggregations than by individuals. Society grows, while political machines rack to pieces and become “scrap.” For the English, so far as manhood and womanhood

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