Jacob A. Riis 1849–1914. The Battle with the Slum. 1902.
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| Orchard streets. At the biggest of them all, and the finest, the same No. 177 where the janitor’s assistant “shooed” the children away with his club, the once dismal yard had been festooned with electric lamps that turned night into day, and about the band-stand danced nearly three thousand boys and girls to the strains of “Money Musk,” glad to be alive and there. A ball-room forsooth! And it is going to be better still; for once the ice has been broken, there are new kinks coming in this dancing programme that is the dear dissipation of the East Side. What is to hinder the girls, when the long winter days come, from inviting in the fellows, and papa |