Yet you have been a dutiful, loyal wife, and you are a devoted mother.

You despise all carnal-minded women, and cannot understand how women fall—­save that they lack good birth and breeding.

You will aid in a benefit for their reformation, but you do not want to see them or to come near them.  It makes you ill.

You are to be congratulated on never having added to the evil in the world.

But permit me, madam, to tell you some truths about yourself—­and the large army of “respectable women” you represent.

However “well born” you may be, you are only half-born.  The complete human being has three sides to his nature—­spiritual, mental, physical.

The men and women who are evenly developed on the three sides are few.  This is sometimes their fault—­sometimes their misfortune.

We all pity the human being who is mentally dwarfed.  We are sorry for the one whose spiritual nature is undeveloped.

But why should the many women who are devoid of the physical qualities of human nature presume to lay claim to perfection and to regard the normal woman as a suspicious character?

You have a fine, active mind, a highly spiritual nature, but you are stunted in strong, physical emotion.  You are incapable of it, and pride yourself upon the fact.

If that pleases you, well and good.

But how dare you criticize God’s complete human beings, who feel the great vibrations of the universe, who glow and thrill with that divine creative force, who live a thousand lives and die a thousand deaths before they learn the glory of self-conquest.

How dare you shrink even from those who fall by the wayside, and call your shrinking “purity”!

Let me ask you another question: 

How dare you turn away from that girl who went through the door of the Magdalene Home you helped establish, with her fatherless child in her arms?

She fell from woman’s holy estate!

Yes, through mad love for a man—­she loved him with her soul, her mind, her body.  She lacked knowledge, balance, and wisdom; she had only love and passion.

And you, madam, how about your children?

They were born of a “dutiful” wife.  You descended from your lofty altitude unwillingly—­only at duty’s call.  You are so “refined,” yet you are a loving mother and pose as the highest type of woman.

God never made in his whole universe of worlds such a “duty” as unwilling motherhood.  Motherhood without the call of sex for sex is indecent—­criminal.  You, too, madam, fell.

That girl in yonder “home” your “charity” helped establish, who loved unwisely, fell.  Her fall was through love—­yours through a legal ceremony.

All the churches, all the religions and the laws of earth, cannot make motherhood holy and right without the mutual mental, spiritual, and physical union of two beings.