Here are a few plain facts – unwholesome truths, perhaps, in more than one sense – which we think it our duty to lay upon the powers that rule our municipal affairs. There are more odorous pestilence breeding nuisances in this city than in any other place of its size in the State of California, or perhaps in the world.
In a locality less favored than ours, people could not live as we live. But for the salubrious climate and almost constant seabreeze, a stench would pervade Los Angeles that would be as fatal to animal life as carbolic acid. But for our health-giving-foul-air purifying climate, our population would rapidly decrease, and the sombre sign of death would mark the door of almost every housewhere there is a family of children. Of our health and that of our families, we of this city are criminally negligent.
Strangers and tourists, visiting Los Angeles, boldly affirm it the dirtiest city they have ever seen…
…We get indignant over the charge, but we cannot prove it false.
We have hundreds of old water closets that generate poison enough every twenty-four hours to depopulate a small village. The miasm that drips from the rotten sewers would breed a pestilence anywhere else. The malaria that rises from the innumerable cesspools is enough to place the whole city under the doctor’s care.
A Health Officer has been appointed, and the Council will maintain him in the discharge of his duty. Let us hope that his work will be so thorough that we shall not again be compelled to revert to this most disagreeable subject.
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