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family. It seemed to me that it took them a long time to make the investigation. I thought they ought to believe me when I told them about this case. After all Hartley House was in back of what I said. I didn't know the family background except as Hartley House told me about it, but they still made their investigation and they finally came up with the report that the mother was somewhat less than worthy - she drank a good deal, had had some very bad lapses in her life, and it was just possible that one of the children was not legitimate. The boy had been very, very bad. They just didn't see how they could handle that as one of their cases at all. They couldn't reconstruct that kind of a family.

I was startled. I supposed that the purpose of the organization was really to give out handouts to the needy. When I left that office I was awfully mad. I knew where McManus' headquarters were on Ninth Avenue - they had been pointed out to me by one of the other workers at Hartley House - so I decided that I'd see what I could do there.

I just went in. It was one of these typical, very roughneck, Tammany headquarters with a lot of people milling around, a lot of big talk, smoke, spitting and that kind of thing. I asked to see Mr. McManus and was told, “Sure, lady; sure, he'll be glad to see you.”