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Margaret Sanger. Autobiography of Margaret Sanger
Autobiography of Margaret Sanger
Table of Contents
Chapter One FROM WHICH I SPRING
Chapter Two BLIND GERM OF DAYS TO BE
Chapter Three BOOKS ARE THE COMPASSES
Chapter Four DARKNESS THERE AND NOTHING MORE
Chapter Five CORALS TO CUT LIFE UPON
Chapter Six FANATICS OF THEIR PURE IDEALS
Chapter Seven THE TURBID EBB AND FLOW OF MISERY
Chapter Eight I HAVE PROMISES TO KEEP
Chapter Nine THE WOMAN REBEL
Chapter Ten WE SPEAK THE SAME GOOD TONGUE
Chapter Eleven HAVELOCK ELLIS
Chapter Twelve STORK OVER HOLLAND
Chapter Thirteen THE PEASANTS ARE KINGS
Chapter Fourteen O, TO BE IN ENGLAND
Chapter Fifteen HIGH HANGS THE GAUNTLET
Chapter Sixteen HEAR ME FOR MY CAUSE
Chapter Seventeen FAITH I HAVE BEEN A TRUANT IN THE LAW
Chapter Eighteen LEAN HUNGER AND GREEN THIRST
Chapter Nineteen THIS PRISON WHERE I LIVE
Chapter Twenty A STOUT HEART TO A STEEP HILL
Chapter Twenty-one THUS TO REVISIT
Chapter Twenty-two DO YE HEAR THE CHILDREN WEEPING?
Chapter Twenty-three IN TIME WE ONLY CAN BEGIN
Chapter Twenty-four LAWS WERE LIKE COBWEBS
Chapter Twenty-five ALIEN STARS ARISE
Chapter Twenty-six THE EAST IS BLOSSOMING
Chapter Twenty-seven ANCIENTS OF THE EARTH
Chapter Twenty-eight THE WORLD IS MUCH THE SAME EVERYWHERE
Chapter Twenty-nine WHILE THE DOCTORS CONSULT
Chapter Thirty NOW IS THE TIME FOR CONVERSE
Chapter Thirty-one GREAT HEIGHTS ARE HAZARDOUS
Chapter Thirty-two CHANGE IS HOPEFULLY BEGUN
Chapter Thirty-three OLD FATHER ANTIC, THE LAW
Chapter Thirty-four SENATORS, BE NOT AFFRIGHTED
Chapter Thirty-five A PAST WHICH IS GONE FOREVER
Chapter Thirty-six FAITH IS A FINE INVENTION
Chapter Thirty-seven WHO CAN TAKE A DREAM FOR TRUTH?
Chapter Thirty-eight DEPTH BUT NOT TUMULT
Chapter Thirty-nine SLOW GROWS THE SPLENDID PATTERN
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Margaret Sanger
Account of the Fight for a Birth Control
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None of us realized how the Ingersoll episode was to affect our well-being. Thereafter we were known as children of the devil. On our way to school names were shouted, tongues stuck out, grimaces made; the juvenile stamp of disapproval had been set upon us. But we had been so steeped in “heretic” notions that we were not particularly bothered by this and could not see ahead into the dark future when a hard childhood was to be made harder. No more marble angels were to be carved for local Catholic cemeteries, and, while father’s income was diminishing, the family was increasing.
Occasionally big commissions were offered him in adjacent towns where his reputation was still high, and he was then away for days at a time, coming back with a thousand or fifteen hundred dollars in his pocket; we all had new clothes, and the house was full of plenty. Food was bought for the winter—turnips, apples, flour, potatoes. But then again a year might pass before he had another one, and meanwhile we had sunk deeply into debt.
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