The Union daily times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1918-current, 1922-10-06
Where Was Your
Little Girl Last Nisht?

"Isnt my child h,virs & grand
time," nsses ths nr6hd msehes, as
she contemplates the popularity OF
her daughter. "She Is SO popular
with the boys that she IL out every
night with some boy and doesn't get
lin until after midnight. 1t is won
derful."
Does her popularity cause the boys
who call to stay st home In the par
lori y
mo, they always take her out fol-
q ride"
Poor old mother! Your daughter
is having a grand time. Sure she is
but how?
Out every night on some lonesome
road with the car parked?
Most Of the popularity of these
days is born in promiscuous love. The
young libertines flock where the
cheap love is the easiest.
My little girl Is different" is
what you say! That is what you all
say! That Is what they all think and
feel. Let me tell you something.
You are not raising your girl when
you permit her to go out auto riding
into the night. You are not giving
her the chances she deserves. Your
little girl is made up Of the same
flesh as anybody else's little girl; has
the same emotions and impulses as
anybody else's little girl, and is no
different from anybody else's little
girl. Every girl that drops to shame
and degradation was once as pure
minded as your little girl. She was
permitted to run at will with any
man she met in autos late at night.
That's the difference between your
good little girl and the bad little
girl. They are all good to start with.
They all want to do right, every one
of them. The descent is always grad
ual and it always follows the long
auto rides into the night.
am going to present the truth to
you mothers with the full projectile
force of it's naked hideousness.
tell you only the truth. The facts
are worse than any fiction yet con-
ceived by imaginative writer's.
You may get mad with me, don't
care. If you don't want to know
what's going on don't read this.
Throw it away. l am writing for
those mothers who want to know ex-
actly what is going on.
Let me paint picture, q real pic
ture, and you had best frame Il and
hang it on the wall of your memory.
The nice boy calls and sits In the
parlor and kids you along for a few
minutes, and then he says to the girl
he has come. for, Lets Co." The
nice boy and your girl depart into
the night.
This story refers to the habitual
night rider.
1t is as true as Holy Writ.
They are barely ovt of sight be-
Wore his arm slips snugly around her
waist end she pulls up close TO him
to make the kuggery more eonven.
lent. He is doing this unless he is q
positive stick" or a tAuman pill."
If he is regular he proceeds to, pull
q lot Of cuss words. No young man
Is au fait unless he/ can sling 'sm
dirty. The greater his assortment
Of expletives the more he imprsases
the popular young thing with his.
worldliness.
If that isn't so I'll quit right here.
They bowl around the city, maybe
to dance for short while, maybe
to a salacious picture show.
And they sail out into the night.
He has favorite spot where he Rsp-
orally does his parking. If your GIRL
Is accustomed to parking, there is no
argument. II she is not, he will And
some excuse for parking. His mind
has been on nothing else since he sat
in the parlor and conversed with you.
He may have "engine trouble" or has
to look at FIAT" or is "just simply
tired of driving, and we may as well
sit here as in the parlor." Sounds
reasonable, doesn't it?
And they sit there.
Overhead the stars wink knowingly
at each other, and the fence posts
stand dismally out in the night, gaunt
sentinels.
Flagrant breezes toy with tho cprls
that drive from her pretty forehead
and the nice boy holds her closer In
his arms. Why not? Not . soul, IL
near and 1t is nice to be held tightly
by one. you love. Why not? Tksy
are doing 1t in the pietases aAds no
one THINKS wrong u Shas. WhS noAa
The story books are fGal ok seosiss
Of girls III the arsis Of The onS6 flsy
love. Why not? No Sns win sySs
know.
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and endNrins. He hHsesss q tona
ten-mjnute kits to ker ltrs. Hee
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