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The Time Must Come When, Great And Pressing As Change And Betterment May Be, They Do Not Involve Killing And Hurting People.

One Reads The Truer Deeper Facts Of Reconstruction With A Great Despair. It Is At Once So Simple And Human, And Yet So Futile. There Is No Villain, No Idiot, No Saint. There Are Just Men; Men Who Crave Ease And Power, Men Who Know Want And Hunger, Men Who Have Crawled. They All Dream And Strive With Ecstasy Of Fear And Strain Of Effort, Balked Of Hope And Hate. Yet The Rich World Is Wide Enough For All, Wants All, Needs All. So Slight A Gesture, A Word, Might Set The Strife In Order, Not With Full Content, But With Growing Dawn Of Fulfillment. Instead Roars The Crash Of Hell.

The Future Woman Must Have A Life Work And Economic Independence. She Must Have The Right Of Motherhood At Her Own Discretion.

Most Men Today Cannot Conceive Of A Freedom That Does Not Involve Somebody's Slavery.

The Chief Problem In Any Community Cursed With Crime Is Not The Punishment Of The Criminals, But The Preventing Of The Young From Being Trained To Crime.