CHAPTER  XXII.

UNDERGROrND LIEE IN NEW YORK—CELLAR AND SHED
LODGINGS — DENS OF THE VICIOUS "AND DEPRAVED —
STARTLING SCENES.
 

Life in Basements and Cellars — Underground Lodging Places — Where
Outcasts and Vagrants Congregate — The Worst Forms of Crime, Im¬
morality, and Drunkenness—Sleeping Over Tide Mud —Afloat in Their
Beds — A Visit to Casey's Den — A Rope for a Pillo"w — Packed Like
Herrings — Pestilential Places — A Blear-Eyed Crowd — '' Full " — Five
in a Bed — "Thim's Uliganl   Beds" — Sickening Sights — Cellar  Scenes

— Rum Three Cents a Glass—"It's the Vermin that's the Worst" —
Standing up all Night — Floors of Rotten Boards — Dreadful Surround¬
ings— Things that Creep and Bite — A "Shake-Down" — The Home
of Criminals and Beggars—"Three Cents a Spot" — A Five-Cent Bed

— "In God we Trust; All Else is Cash " — The Saloon and the Lodg-
ing-House on Friendly Terms — An Army of Vicious and Impecunious
People ~ Startling Figures.
 

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NIGHT in a police-
station lodging-room
is one of horror. Imagine
bare planks raised about
tY'O feet above the fioor,
sloping at a slight angle
from the waUs of a room
about ten by twelve feet,
and you have the "lodg¬
ing." Yet hundreds of
men and women, every
winter's night, flght like
tigers for the bare privi¬
lege of being allowed to
sleep upon a hard board,
or even to be granted the
luxury of having a roof above their heads.    On one cold night
 

A POLICE   ST ATI ON HOUSE  LODGING ROOM