href="@public@vhost@g@gutenberg@html@files@45502@[email protected]#i127" class="pginternal" tag="{http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml}a">127
| Bohemian Cigarmakers at Work in their Tenement, |
143 |
| A Black-and-tan Dive in “Africa,”, |
157 |
| The Open Door, |
160 |
| Bird’s-eye View of an East Side Tenement Block, |
163 |
| The White Badge of Mourning, |
166 |
| In Poverty Gap, West Twenty-eighth Street. An English Coal-heaver’s Home, |
169 |
| Dispossessed, |
176 |
| The Trench in the Potter’s Field, |
178 |
| Prayer-time in the Nursery—Five Points House of Industry, |
195 |
| “Didn’t Live Nowhere”, |
200 |
| Street Arabs in Sleeping Quarters, |
202 |
| Getting Ready for Supper in the Newsboys’ Lodging-house, |
205 |
| A Downtown “Morgue,” |
214 |
| A Growler Gang in Session, |
223 |
| Typical Toughs (from the Rogues’ Gallery), |
228 |
| Hunting River Thieves, |
231 |
| Sewing and Starving in an Elizabeth Street Attic, |
238 |
| A Flat in the Pauper Barracks, West Thirty-eighth Street, with all its Furniture, |
245 |
| Coffee at One Cent, |
252 |
| Evolution of the Tenement in Twenty Years, |
269 |
| General Plan of the Riverside Buildings (A. T. White’s) in Brooklyn, |
292 |
| Floor Plan of One Division in the Riverside Buildings, Showing Six “Apartments,” |
293 |
“With gates of silver and bars of gold
Ye have fenced my sheep from their father’s fold;
I have heard the dropping of their tears
In heaven these eighteen hundred years.”
“O Lord and Master, not ours the guilt,
We build but as our fathers built;
Behold thine images, how they stand,
Sovereign and sole, through all our land.”
Then Christ sought out an artisan,
A low-browed, stunted, haggard man,
And a motherless girl, whose fingers thin
Pushed from her faintly want and sin.
These set he in the midst of them,
And as they drew back their garment-hem,
For fear of defilement, “Lo, here,” said he,
“The images ye have made of me!”
—James Russell Lowell.
HOW THE OTHER HALF LIVES.
INTRODUCTION.
Long ago it was said that “one half of the world does not know how the other half lives.” That was true then. It did not know because it did not care. The half that was on top cared little for the struggles, and less for the fate of those who were underneath, so long as it was able to hold them there and keep its own seat. There came a time when the discomfort and crowding below were so great, and the consequent upheavals so violent, that it was no longer an easy thing to do, and then the upper half fell to inquiring what was the matter. Information on the subject has been accumulating rapidly since, and the whole world has had its hands full answering for its old ignorance.
In New York, the youngest of the world’s great cities, that time came later than elsewhere, because the
