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Product Description: Joseph Brand Whitlock (1869-1934) was an American politician and social reformer. He was appointed minister to Belgium in 1913.

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 edition. Excerpt: ... ON THE ENFORCEMENT OF LAW IN CITIES Gentlemen: When recently you called upon me with a statement of your views of certain phases of the morals of the town, including suggestions as to how those morals might be improved by me, I told you that I would consider your words and communicate with you. I have considered them and I now reply. The subject that you introduce is large, and I wish it appeared as simple to me as it seems to appear to some. It is a subject as old as humanity, as old as the fact of human sin, and to understand it, to discuss it properly or fully, would require a profound 'knowledge of the psychology and of the environment, social, political, and economic, of all peoples in all times. I had thought and read and studied and even made bold to write and speak on these subjects before I became mayor, and since I became mayor I have pondered them still more deeply. I have tried to discover my duty. This, which perhaps seems an easy thing to those who have never had the responsibility, is nevertheless not quite easy, after all. I recognize, I assure you, the sincerity of your desire to improve conditions in this city, and in that respect we have a common aim, which is to make Toledo a better city to live in, to provide here a cleaner, wholesomer environment for all people, and to uplift and improve the common lot. The methods which, as it appears to me, are best calculated to bring this end to pass, I hope to make „ clear in this letter. I should count myself fortunate if I could have your assistance in the work I am trying to do, for I believe that therein lies the best, perhaps the only hope of success in what you are trying to do. What I am trying to do, in my personal and official capacity--and I do not believe that a man...

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Product Description: This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions that are true to the original work...read more

Historical fiction full of love and adventure set in bygone days in the region known as Great Lakes country. Glimpses into the attitudes of turn-of-the-century women regarding the question of women's suffrage.

The Happy Average By Brand Whitlock “Come on, old man.” Lawrence led the way with a jaunty step that was intended to show his easy footing with the Carters. But Marley lagged behind. Even if calling on girls had not been such a serious business with him, he could not forget that he was just graduated from college and that a certain dignity befitted him. He wished Lawrence would not speak so loud; the girls might hear, and think he was afraid; he wished to keep the truth from them as long as possible. He had already caught a glimpse of the girls, or thought he had, but before he could make sure, the vague white figures on the veranda stirred; he heard a scurrying, and the loose bang of a screen door. Then it was still. Lawrence laughed—somehow, as Marley felt, derisively. The way from the sidewalk up to the Carters’ veranda was not long, of course, though it seemed long to Marley, and Marley’s deliberation made it seem long to Lawrence. They paused at the steps of the veranda, and Lawrence made a low bow. “Good evening, Mrs. Carter,” he said. “Ah, Captain, you here too?” Marley had not noticed the captain, or Mrs. Carter; they sat there so quietly, enjoying the cool of the evening, or such cool as a July evening can find in central Ohio. “My friend, Mr. Marley, Mrs. Carter—Glenn Marley—you’ve heard of him, Captain.” Marley bowed and said something. The presentation there in the darkness made it rather difficult for him, and neither the captain nor his wife moved. Lawrence sat down on the steps and fanned himself with his hat.