The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-12-11

given them a show, and let them fight for their lives, instead of getting in to a trap, like you would entice rat with cheese, and then cut their heads off.
 I suppose 1t is right here that we in- herited the desire to lynch and burn at the stake the negroes that commit crime and won't confess at home. When anything is born in the blood you can't get rid of it without taking a dose of patriotism and purifying the blood, and I advise you never to visit the Tower of London, unless you want to feel like going out and killing some one that is tied up with a rope.
 Hearing of those murders and seeing the place where they were committed does not give you an idea of fair play and you don't feel like taking some one of your size when you fight, but you get to thinking that if you could catch a cripple who couldn't defend himself you would like to take baseball club and maui the stuffing out of him. You become imbued with the idea that if you went to war you would not want to stand up and fight fair, but that you would like to get your enemy in a bunch and drop dynamite down on him from balloon, and kill all in sight, and sail away with an insane laugh.
 Gee. but another day in this tower. and 1 would want to go home and mur der ma, or the neighbors.
 The only thing we have got in Amer ica that compares with the Tower of London and its associates is the Leut- gert sausage factory in Chicago, where Leutgert got his wife in the factory murdered her, and Is alleged to have cut her up in pieces and made sausage of the meat, given the pieces with gris- tie in to his dogs, boiled the bones un- til they would run into the sewer, dis solved the remnants into concentrated lye, and sold the sausage to the lum- berjacks in the pine woods.
 I expect Chicago will buy that saul sage factory and make a show of 1t, as London does the Tower, and you can go and see it, and feel that you are as full of modern history as I am of ancient history, here in London.
 I could see that dad was getting nerv- ous every time a new beheading was described to us, and I thought it was time to wake him up. In going through the room where the old -armor was dis played the beef eater told us who wore the different pieces of armor, and he said at times the spirit of the dead come back to the tower and occupied the ar nor, and I noticed that dad shied at some of the pieces of armor, so when we got right into the midst of 1t. and there was armor on every side, and dad and the beef eater were ahead of me- and dad was walking fast in order to get out quick, I pushed over one of the pieces, and it went crashing to the floor and the noise was like boiler factory exploding and the dust of centuries rose up, and the noise echoed down the halls.
 Well, you'd a died to see dad and the beef eater. Dad turned pale and got down on his knees. and think he began to pray, if he knows how, and he trem- bled like a leaf and the beef eater got behind a set of armor that Cromwell or some old duck used to wear, and said "Wot in the bloody ell is the matter with the h'armor?" and then a lot of other beef eaters came, and they thought dad was the spirit of King John. and they stampeded, and finally I got dad to stop praying, or whatever 1t was that he was doing, and led him out, and when he got into the open air he recovered and said 'Ennery, hi have got to get out If Lunnop don't you know, because me 'eart is' palpi- tating." and we went back to the 'otel to see if our invitation to visit King Hedward had arrived.
 | Say. we are getting so we talk just like English coachmen, and you won't understand us when we get 'ome Yours, with haccent. 'ENNERY.