Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1885-12-14
ANNAPOLIS. MD. MONDAY EVENING, DECEMBER IS, 1885.
HOmeless ID ! ClIy d Homes.


other American city. There is less
home life in New York than in any
other American city There is hard
~ house from one end of the city
to the other that looks like home.
The streets are unhomelike-the ele-
vated railroads, all the hard, jangling
mass of stone and iron, are only sug-
gestive of make-shift, temporary
style of existence. 1t is like living 10
hotel close to the railroad depot,
where ones ear-drums are constantly
belabored with the ringing of bells
and the sizzing OF steam.
Take look up and downs oAe of
our streets, whether up or down town.
The houses are jammed together as If
they were packed for shipment, the
streets are made Of granite boulders
and the endless stream of horses and
vehicles is shod with steel. Fifth
avenue looks like a barren waste.
Not q tree or bit of grassy yard
softens its hard and nnsympathetic
aspect. The sun shines, but in sum-
mer that but makes the stones drier
and hotter; the wind blows, but in
winter that but makes the prospect
bleaker and more cheerless. Nature
is almost denied admission. ArtiE-
ciality reigns over all, aud dominates
all with remorseless will
A private residence in New York
is private hotel; hence there is not
much difference between living at
home and living at public house.
People come to New York from every.
where The death rate is far greater
than the birth rate. People are born
before they come here, but they stay
here to Gle.
The only memories of homo most
of Us have are found back in Illinois,
Ohio, Kentucky, Missouri, France,
England, Ireland, Germany or some
where else. People come here to
make money, just as they focked out
to California in 1849 and 1850, aud
many of them grow very rich and
build fine houses and have troops of
servants and go to Europe every
summer and have yachts aud build
cottages at watering places and amaze
the whole world with their extrava-
gances. But all this involves the
neglect. the destruction Of home and
home-li!c.
From mans standpoint this is
not distressing; at least it is not SO
long as he looks at the present only
and takes a selfish view of life. A
man is very well adapted to living 10
hotel or in steam yacht or on
railroad car. He can even camp out.
60 soldering, live around the borders
OF the North Pole, or put up with the
accommodations of Central Africa.
But how about the women and the
children ? What life it is for them
in New York.
The children that grow up in this
great whirling metropolis are much
like the chickens made by patent in
cubators, flavorIess and characterless.
Mothers farm out ther children to the
nursery maid and go out to enjoy
themselves in the theater or at recep-
tions. The glare of ceaseless artii-
ciality comes in to dry up every tender
and ennobling impulse.
Home is women's kingdom. IT it
is not she has none at all. All her
efforts to get outside and make some-
thing else of her kingdom have been
disastrous to society in general and
fatal to herself in particular.
She is the natural conservator or
all the simple virtues, the FIRST teacher
of the primary lessons of life, the ap-
pointed guardian of the infant race,
and it is around the 6reside that her
sweet and gentle influence falls upon
the heart like the summer rain falls
upon the grateful earth. She is the
first leader. The first footsteps fol-
low after hers. To her the hands are
first held out, and If she goes astray
and is lost 10 the gay world, what be-
comes of the future
The whole tendency of New York
life is to destroy all the associations
aud endearments of home and turn
woman kind adrift on restless sea
of dissipation, extravaganza and waste.
/ The result of this is that New York
will become nothing but q center Of
Ilexhaustion-a sort of remorseless
Moloch, where people are thrown ia
Ito be eaten up and destroyed with no
I.aftergrowth It is a happy circum-
||stance that New York does not in
||clnde the whole country.