Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1905-04-27

der before the gin ends his career.
And there arc hundreds OF thousands
OF people In this town who have no
ambition except to get 4 bit OF bread
to sustain them till they can get a
drink OF gin. and gradually they let up
on bread entirely and feed on gin, and
look like mad dogs and snarl ut every
body they see. as much as to say:
What are you going to do about IT."
A good square American meal would
give them a At, and they would go to
a hospital and die II the meal could
not be got out OF them.
Gosh. but l was glad to get out Of
the White Chapel district, and kept
looking back for fear one OF the men
or women would slit me up the back
with a butcher knife. and laugh like
an insane asylum inmate.
Do you know. those people who
drink gin and 90 hungry are different
from cur American murderers. Our
murderers will assault you with a
smile. rob you with a joke on their
tongues end. and give you back car
fare when they hold you up. and II
they murder you they will do 1t easy
and lay you out with your hands
across on , our breast and notify the
coroner. but your White Chapel MUIR
derer wants to disembowel you and
cut you up into chunks, and throw
your remains head first into something
nasty, and II you have money enough
on your person to buy bottle Of gin,
your murderer is as well satisfied as
though he got a roll. Some men in our
country commit murders in order to
get money to lay away so they can live
q nice. respectable life and be good
ever afterwards, but your slum muir
derer in London just kills because his
stomach Graves a drink, and when he
gets 1t he is tame, like a tiger that
has eaten native Of India.
You may think this letter is solemn
occasion because l tell you about
things that are not funny, but II you
ever travelled abroad you will find that
there is no fun anywhere except In
America unless you make 1t or buy II.
We are taking in the solemn things
first in order to get dads mind In a
so he can be cured of things
he thinks all him. took dad to the
Tower Of London, and when we got
out Of 1t he wanted to have America
interfere ana have the COMPOUNDED
place burned down and grass sown on
the site and q park made Of 1t.
The tower covers 13 acres Of ground,
and there are more things brought to
q visitors attention that ought to be
than you ever thought about
l remember attending the theater at
home and seeing Richard the Third
played, and l remember how my sym
pathies were aroused for the two little
boy princes that were murdered by
the Third, but / thought 1t
was q fake play, and that there was
true about 1t, but, by gosh, 1t
was right here in the Tower of Lon
don that the old hump-backed cuss
murdered those little princes, and dad
and stood right on the spot, and the
beef-eater who showed us around told
us al. the particulars. Dad was in
dignant, and said to the beef-eater:
do you mean to tell me you stood
around and let Richard kill those
princes without uttering protest or
them or ringing for the po-
lice? BY the great hornspoon, you
must have been accessory to the fact,
and you ought to be arrested and
hung" and dad pounded his cane on
the stone floor and looked savage.
The beef-eater got red in the face
and said: Begging your pardon, don't
you know, but hi was not ere at the
time. This istory was made six 'un-
bred years ago"
Dad begged the mans pardon and
told him he supposed the boys were