Ten o'clock
She must have a reception that will show how much the North respects her co-laborers of the South . And with this , Sister Slocum takes leave of her guest , assuring her that all she has to do is to get into the cars in the Bowery . They will set her down at the door . Ten o'clock finds our indomitable lady , having preferred the less expensive mode of walking , entering a strange world . Sauntering along the Bowery she turns down Bayard street . Bayard street she finds lined with filthy looking houses , swarming with sickly , ragged , and besotted poor ; the street is knee-deep with corrupting mire ; carts are tilted here and there at intervals ; the very air seems hurling its pestilence into your blood . Ghastly-eyed and squallid children , like ants in quest of food , creep and swarm over the pavement , begging for bread or uttering profane oaths at one another .