Jacob A. Riis 1849–1914. The Battle with the Slum. 1902.
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| within easy call, that has a roof playground where two thousand children dance under the harvest moon to the music of a brass band, as I shall tell you about hereafter—the joy of it to have that story to tell!—and all about are others like it, with more coming every year. To the indignant amazement of my captor, the janitor, his school has been thrown open to the children in the summer vacation, and in the winter they put a boys’ club in to worry him. What further indignities there are in store for him, in this day of “frills,” there is no telling. The Superintendent of Schools told me |