The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1905-05-13

London, unless you want to feel like
going OFT and killing some one that il
tied up with rope.
Hearing Of these 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 cath a
cripple who couldnf t defend himself yol
would like to take baseball clut, and
maui the stufing out Of him. You be-
come 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 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 I would want to so home and MUIR
der ma, or the neighbors.
TIE only thing we have got in Amer
lea that compares with the Tower Of
London and its associates is the Lieut.
CERT sausage factory in Chicago. where
Leutgert got his wife into the factory,
murdered her, and is alleged to have
cut her up in pieces and made sausage
of the meat, given the pieces with girls
tie in to his dogs, boiled the bones until
they would run into the sewer, dissolved
the remnants in concentrated I've, and
sold the sausage to the lumber Jacks in
the pine woods
! expect Chicago will buy that sau-
sage factory and make a show OF it, as
London does the Tower, and you can go
and see it, and feel that you are as full
of modern history as am Of ancient
history. here in London.
l could see that dad was getting ner-
yous every time new beheading was
described to US, and l thought it was
time to wake him up. In going through
the room where the cid arnaor 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 came
back to the Tower and occupied the ar
NOR, and I noticed that dad SHE'D at
some of the pieces of armor, so when
we got right into the midst Of it, 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. pushed over one of the
pieces, and it went crashing to the floor
and the noise was like a boiler factory
exploding, and the dust of centuries rose
up, and the noise echoed down the halls.
Well, you'd a died to see cad 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 tren1-
bled like leaf. and the beef eater got
behind a set Of armor that Cromwell
or some old duck used to wear, and said
seWot in the bloody ell is the matter
with the haarmor?" and then a lot OF
other beef eaters came, and they
thought dad was the spirit of King
John, and they stampeded, and finally
got dad to stop praying, or whatever
it was that he was doing, and / led him
out, and when he got into the open air
he recovered and said, Emery, hi
have got to get out of Lunnon, don't
you know, because me cart is paIpi-
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 a haccent. EMERY.