THE QUESTION.
Day after day she stands, W ith aching back and busy hands, Smoothing the silks and laces fair; She does not wear. Night after night she climbs up to her dingy cell W hose bare walls foretell The drawn-out torture of her future yeara. She shudders, and her frightened tears Flooding the roses of her skin, Turn it to parchment pale and thin, And then, we call together sleek and prosperous men, Fat-jowled and double-chinned. To find out why the girl has sinned.
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White Ribbon, Volume 21, Issue 248, 18 February 1916, Page 10
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85THE QUESTION. White Ribbon, Volume 21, Issue 248, 18 February 1916, Page 10
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