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for the moral and social
and spiritual blessing of the people which are here set forth, and I do
thank God she was taken from me only when the book was practically
complete and the last chapters had been sent to the press.
In conclusion, I have to acknowledge the services rendered to me in
preparing this book by Officers under my command. There could be no
hope of carrying out any part of it, but for the fact that so many
thousands are ready at my call and under my direction to labour to the
very utmost of their strength for the salvation of others without the

hope of earthly reward. Of the practical common sense, the resource,
the readiness for every form of usefulness of those Officers and
Soldiers, the world has no conception. Still less is it capable of
understanding the height and depth of their self-sacrificing devotion to
God and the poor.
I have also to acknowledge valuable literary help from a friend of the
poor, who, though not in any way connected with the Salvation Army,
has the deepest sympathy with its aims and is to a large extent in
harmony with its principles. Without such assistance I should probably
have found it--overwhelmed as I already am with the affairs of a
world-wide enterprise--extremely difficult, if not impossible, to have
presented these proposals for which I am alone responsible in so
complete a form, at any rate at this time. I have no doubt that if any
substantial part of my plan is successfully carried out he will consider
himself more than repaid for the services so ably rendered.
WILLIAM BOOTH.
INTERNATIONAL HEADQUARTERS OF THE SALVATION
ARMY, LONDON, E.C., October, 1890.

CONTENTS
PART 1. THE DARKNESS.

CHAPTER 1.
Why "Darkest England"?

CHAPTER 2.
The Submerged Tenth

CHAPTER 3.
The Homeless

CHAPTER 4.

The Out-of-Works

CHAPTER 5.
On the Verge of the Abyss

CHAPTER 6.
The Vicious

CHAPTER 7.
The Criminals

CHAPTER 8.
The Children of the Lost

CHAPTER 9.
Is there no Help?
PART 2. DELIVERANCE.

CHAPTER 1.
A Stupendous Undertaking
Section 1. The Essentials to Success Section 2. My Scheme

CHAPTER 2.
To the Rescue!--The City Colony
Section 1. Food and Shelter for Every Man Section 2. Work for the
Out-of-Works--The Factory Section 3. The Regimentation of the
Unemployed Section 4. The Household Salvage Brigade

CHAPTER 3.

To the Country!--The Farm Colony
Section 1. The Farm Proper Section 2. The Industrial Village Section 3.
Agricultural Villages Section 4. Co-operative Farm

CHAPTER 4.
New Britain--The Colony Over Sea
Section 1. The Colony and the Colonists Section 2. Universal
Emigration Section 3. The Salvation Ship

CHAPTER 5.
More Crusades
Section 1. A Slum Crusade.--Our Slum Sisters Section 2. The
Travelling Hospital Section 3. Regeneration of our Criminals--The
Prison Gate Brigade Section 4. Effectual Deliverance for the Drunkard
Section 5. A New Way of Escape for Lost Women--The Rescue Homes
Section 6. A Preventive Home for Unfallen Girls when in Danger
Section 7. Enquiry Office for Lost People Section 8. Refuges for the
Children of the Streets Section 9. Industrial Schools Section 10.
Asylums for Moral Lunatics

CHAPTER 6.
Assistance in General
Section 1. Improved Lodgings Section 2. Model Suburban Villages
Section 3. The Poor Man's Bank Section 4. The Poor Man's Lawyer
Section 5. Intelligence Department Section 6. Co-operation in General
Section 7. Matrimonial Bureau Section 8. Whitechapel-by-the-sea

CHAPTER 7.
Can it be done, and how?
Section 1. The Credentials of the Salvation Army Section 2. How much
will it cost? Section 3. Some advantages stated Section 4. Some
objections met Section 5. Recapitulation

CHAPTER 8.
A Pratical Conclusion

IN DARKEST ENGLAND
PART 1. THE DARKNESS.

CHAPTER 1.
WHY "DARKEST ENGLAND"?
This summer the attention of the civilised world has been arrested by
the story which Mr. Stanley has told of Darkest Africa and his
journeyings across the heart of the Lost Continent. In all that spirited
narrative of heroic endeavour, nothing has so much impressed the
imagination, as his description of the immense forest, which offered an
almost impenetrable barrier to his advance. The intrepid explorer, in his
own phrase, "marched, tore, ploughed, and cut his way for one hundred
and sixty days through this inner womb of the true tropical forest." The
mind of man with difficulty endeavours to realise this immensity of
wooded wilderness, covering a territory half as large again as the whole
of France, where the rays of the sun never penetrate, where in the dark,
dank air, filled with the steam of the heated morass, human beings
dwarfed into pygmies and brutalised into cannibals lurk and live and
die. Mr Stanley vainly endeavours to bring home to us the full horror of
that awful gloom.