If a married woman about to become a mother falls or rolls down the stairs, when climbing to her home in the seventh heaven of Block-land, if she sustains long injuries, who compensates her?
If the child is born a monstrosity, though not an idiot, who compensates for that?
If the poor must be located near the sky, how is it that "lifts" cannot be provided for them?
Who can tell the amount of maimed child, middle-aged and elderly life that has resulted from the greasy stairs and dark landings of London dwellings.

Industrial life, commercial life and social life take a rare toll of flesh and blood from the poor.

For this civilisation makes no provision excepting temporary sustentation in hospitals, workhouses or prisons.

Even our prison commissioners tell us that "our prisons are largely filled with the very poor, the ignorant, the feeble, the incapable and the incapacitated." It would appear that if we can make no other provision for the disabled, we can make them fast in prison for a time.

But that time soon passes, and their poor life is again resumed.