The menace. [volume] (Aurora, Mo.) 1911-1920, 1912-08-10

made a mistake. that is ons window
OF my room. just around the corner
is the other window. from which We
climbed and Il o. three stories 10 the
ground there because there a. a hank
on this side OF the house which il
cut away on that side lust behind
that high board fence there" I said.
i am very sorry that you would talk
this way and try 20 give me the Im.
precision that tho sister superior is
not telling the truth" CD
The other girl. Cora Harp. stood in
silence and seemed TO be contented
20 let Louise be the spokesman. Cora
Harp Is rather Etocklly built. Just a
round faced, good natured school girI.
The third OF the girls who escaped,
Mary Hauck was sent away from
this convent. and home has been
found for her. We will produce her
statement, II possible. In a later issue.
Il believe that Is ALL" said. and
II you girls will be Just az good as you
can. | know that you will be very hap
py." We passed on down the path.
way. going back TO the main building,
accompanied by our two white-robed
conductors. As We stepped upon the
brick walk leading TO the main build
Ing Il was late In the afternoon
birds we're singing In the trees and
slanting sunshine filled all the valleys
below us with the golden beauty OF
summer-far away In the depths OF
the huge building ! heard a woman's
voice pitched high. chanting I'm a mon-
otone a litany, and all down the path.
way that voice some way followed mo
and seemed TO haunt me. that weird
song OF the unseen singer. A process
sion OF white-robed nuns met us, and
passed, the leader carrying aloft a
tall cross OF gold which glittered and
blazed In the sunshine--and they too,
were chanting softly. II was, indeed,
beautiful sight, and like all that We
had seen, we'll arranged and keenly
calculated 20 Impress us with the
beauty and sanctity Of life In a con-
vent.
But, oh! The toll. the sweat, the
tears. the cries OF agony that Gods
little girl-ohildren have wrung from
them under the shadow Of this ter
rible cross!
And so again we entered the re-
ception hall-that strange large room,
divided In half by a wall OF lattice
work, in which there are four or Ave
little sliding windows-the only place
where mothers or loved ones from the
outside world may ever see or speak
to tho hapless girls I'm the grip OF the
convent. This is 80 arranged that
the mother or father or loved one
or friend from the outside world sits
upon one side of the partition ,and
speaks through the lattice work TO tho
inmate who sits upon the other side
with n nun close by her side Here
We sat down and rested few mo-
ments, the sisters graciously brought
us milk, fresh from their own dairy.
and ice water and lemonade, and
talked very interestingly OF their work
and Of the institution.
And so We came away. brought
away with me, I'm memory, many pic
lures from behind these strange walls;
but someway, amongst them all.
bring you one that is more pitiful than
the others-that picture Of Louise, the
girl who dared TO escape and who for
few short hours was free, until the
great hand OF Rome reached out and
clutched her again, and drew her back
behind the walls-to what?
OH! MENACE ARMY OF CINCIN.
MATT. UNTOLD THOUSANDS IN
NUMBERS, WITH YOUR RE-
SOURCES, WITH YOUR STRENGTH,
WITH YOUR OWN HAPPY HOMES.
PERHAPS. UNBROKEN; IN THE
NAME OF HIM WHO BLESSED
LITTLE CHILDREN. WHAT YOU
SAY ABOUT THESE CONDITIONS
THAT WE AtsE EXPOSING To
YOU COUNTS FOR VERY LITTLE
THE VITAL QUESTION is,
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO
ABOUT IT All7'