no purpose is unable to sin from lack of opportunity.
But when you open every fifteenth door in the streets, it must be a Hercules who is able to stand against that temptation.
Shut up these tempting entrances, and seven out of ten who enter the city for the purpose of getting a livelihood are saved from temptation.
Hide it from the investigation of the law, compel it to retreat into private cellars, and a man must seek it,--seek it with advice, seek it with assistance,--before he can fall through that sieve of deficient opportunity into shameful indulgence.
There will be only a tenth or a fifth who will contrive the way to pass.
Every man acquainted with the history of city indulgence, in this and similar crimes, knows well this principle.
Hide the sale of liquors, and we save our sons and brothers.
Execute this law, and the streets of Boston
, if not entirely clean, are yet as safe as a country town.
The mother can trust her boy, the wife her husband, the brother his brother, in these streets of the capital, for education, for trade, for pleasure, without following him with a pang.
I contend that no man needs argument, no man needs evidence on such a subject as this; and no man has lived forty years who has not seen his pathway of life marked by the graves of some that he loved most, from whose promise he augured most, whose career was to be the brightest, who have not fallen at his side, victims to this sin. I should not dare to uncover one single roof in this city, no matter how guarded by wealth, education, or any other fence; for I should be sure to find, even in the narrowest family circle, one vacant seat which this gigantic tempter had emptied.
I have only such a tale to: tell as every one of your hearts bears witness to. Lawyer, merchant, divine,--no matter where you take your testimony, every man's heart is full, every man's memory is the most accusing witness against this great social