A patriotic and industrious son of the South is 22-year-old Harry S. Ashmore, reporter for the Greenville (S. C.) Piedmont. Irked by the heart-rending accounts of the South's shortcomings by itinerant northern journalists, Reporter Ashmore decided to spend his two-week vacation in "the deep North to see how they managed to cast the first stone."* New York City, the indignant reporter found, was the "sweatshop capital of America," its slums squalid and crime-breeding. New England's textile cities seemed to him "not far from being industrial ghost cities." In Philadelphia, he found...
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