The weekly Iberian. (New Iberia, La.) 1894-1946, 1919-09-13
Life
The simple lass.
The broken working man.
When life entered the door.
Only a gutter bum.
The woman who knew no
shame.
- BY w. Alexander INLAY

the country. She entered the DIE
city in the hope OF earning enough
money to give her the clothing Oh
the fashion plate ladies and movie
queens. Perhaps she came with the
intent OF making herself useful in
the world.
She got a job 1t was work. II thai
constitutes a job? She shaved nine
hours a day behind counter or pos
sibly she stacked matches IN poxet
no matter she got the JoD.
And the salary, magnificent|$l0
week. The clerks in Perkins store
back home only got Sc but then she
was ignorant as yet you see.
So she drifted along until one hne
night she found herself hanging over
the railing Of the river bridge. pocK
etbook empty, hungry-contempiatine
leap from the bridge-or worse.
Then there is the working man.
He knows no trade for he grew
up in untrammeied America
where one is permitted to do as
he pieases. An indui0ent father
had not insisted on him learning
anything useful. His mother up
held him in idleness.
Possibly the father went
broke. Possibly he never had
anything. At least we find our
hero at forty, discouraged, know
ing no trade, on the bum.
A bad season strikes his sec
ton Of the country. He has no
money, no friends. Then we find
him-where?
Riding the rods to a better
land, In Jail and out, knight OF
the cinder trail.
The poor man comes one drear,
| night to cold home. He Ii
out OF work. He knows no friends
His children are huddled around &
stove in which the last embers are
dying. A small girl Of four weeps
for food.
A mother in the next room-thert
are two rooms-lies in a bed Of ole
blankets and ragged great coats. She
is moaning in pain.
A little life is to come into the
world before many hours have pass
ed. There is no doctor, no provis
ions. There is no fire, no light
In despair the imam goes into thu
night stumbling against the COLI
wind seeking assistance in his trou
| BILE.
There 10 q gutter bum who has
no knowledge of how Ioathsome
he really 10. Drunken, abused,
kicked and cuffed he lodges all
human beings.
Like a trounced dog he avoids
people yet he must seek them.
At last he decides that he 10
down and out. He goes down the
street with longing in his heart.
He longs to tell some one how
he despises self.
He has reached the turning
point. viii some one hold out a
hand?
Ha! ha! he laughs. He knows
the world.
Then there fs the woman withou
shame. Christ had compassion OF
her kind but she has come to thinl
that no one else had. Harry lik'
she plies her way about the street
Of the great city.
Her cheeks are incarnidine. He
soul Is as red as her painted lips
Her eyes are as full of guile as tn
misshapen mind
Unl0ved much caressed, hunted,
prey upon society she comes to tn
last step down. then she finds gol,
in her heart. Does anyone else fin,
It?
So they run through the annals O
lfe. But here is what happened.
The simple girl went to clean
boarding house and after few
years made good. She blossomed
into a flower. Of pure wman-
hood.
The workngman went to work
ING mans hotel. He was given
shelter and clothing with food az
xhA nAAA
He learned, trade and became
useful. He became a producer.
The poor man sent his wife
to maternity home where she
received good care. His children
were sent food, clothing and
fuel.
The gutter bum was offered Z
chance at self rehabilitation. Hs
made good. Ne quit drink, got =
job and wac useful.
The harry was sent to . res
cue home and became a woman.
4 She who was old only In expert
emee aeain learned the simple
love OF q child. She was saved
fes the world.
Each was saved through tn
Salvation Army and it's orQani
cations, for mankind.