l organisation, but he did not make it seem attractive;
nor did he make the life of the domestic servant or factory-girl seem
attractive. He seemed to feel that one might look on prostitution as,
under the circumstances, a grim duty--but it was certainly grim.

"We were rather incredulous at the picture Terry had drawn of the life
we had resolved to lead. Gertrude turned up her pretty little nose and
said it would not be like that with her. We talked about it all that
day and night; and Gertrude decided to have a try at it, while I was
undecided. I was somewhat piqued at Terry's attitude. I had expected him
to oppose my plan, to do all in his power to prevent it. But I did not
understand him. He knew that if I were determined, nothing would prevent
me, and all he could do was to give us a faithful picture of what such a
life would be.

"Things were happening of which we were ignorant for a time, but which
helped to settle our immediate problem. I had often been seen going into
Terry's flat, and this was food for gossip. It was said that Terry had
started a bad house, and had done so in the flat belonging to his
family, who were in the country at the time. These stories reached my
mother's ears, and also were told to Terry's mother and sisters, and the
mischief began. I was forbidden ever to cross my mother's threshold
again, and he was requested to leave the home of his virtuous sisters
which he had polluted and contaminated by his debaucheries with that
immoral person, myself."

Marie omitted, in the above letter, the details of the split with the
two families. It seems that Terry had, on hearing about the "rumours,"
gone to his family, then near Chicago, and presented to them his
philosophy of life; also his determination not to give up Marie, and not
to marry her. It was then that the last rung was put in the ladder of
his family crucifixion, as he would call it. It was then that his mother
"basely deserted him;" and Terry left for good, rejecting the money
offered him.

"I passed them up," he said, scornfully, "and after spending the night
in the lodging-house, I beat my way back to Chicago. I had been gone
several days, and when I got back to the flat, where I went only to get
Marie and clear out for God knows where, I found her gone, and no
apparent way of finding her address. I went to see her mother, and had
an awful scene with her. The violent woman was in hysterics and, after a
long dispute, implored me to