The Dickinson press., 1910-08-13

the West is good enough for me. When
Lam sitting by my lonesome thinking
q the by-gone days, when I was 9
wanderer through the world with little
knowledge of the ups and downs of life
and thinking whether or not would
ever see my old New England home
again I thought it was tough life to
live. But as time rolled on and by
hard labor got to be something more
than tramp and took it into my head
to see my old home and visit the good
old place of my birth. Icame to be-
lieve that had never met any hard
ships in my travel. found that
strangers whom had never met, were
more of friends to me than my own
brother was after an absence of twenty
i've years. But | would have the people
understand that my brother is not al
together to blame. What is eve ry
mans friend and yet the root of all
evil, money, is the real cause of his
action to ward me. am not here for
the purpose of getting the coveted money
as much as to prove my name, my birth
right.
When few years ago said to the
nurse when I was sick to send me to
Melrose, Mass, the place where l was
born. for burial, had love for that
spot. As sit and think of the old
school chums, teachers and the old
school house which was destroyed by
fire number of years ago, the old play
ground, which is as fresh in my mind
as though it was yesterday instead
Of twenty-five years ago, and as
visited that city Of the dead where
my father and mother lay side
by side in their quiet resting place.
said if that mother could say once more,
Daniel B. come here, " as she did when
was Toy. to tell her, what she could
not hear (she was very deaf) l would
give my life. But all in vain. How
ever. we will meet when the Judge will
sit US all together and there will be no
money involved My brother, Master
Willie. as father often called him, will
answer for his wrong doing and then
Almys will find themselves in under the
ashes of the depths below. The good
book tells US to fear not, when we are
rieht. and that is the way stand.
The many friends have made in my
travel are good, upright people and will
stand by me in my time of need. Ire
ceive letters from old friends from every
part. saying light on, we know you are
Dan" I being Yankee bred, I know
nothing but fight.
The last trial lasted one hundred and
twenty-one days and for me it has Just
started. My lawyer, L. A. Simpson. is
there with the goods. The Almys say
or may think have not got money
enough to fight, but know am right
and ! have got the fighting quality that
the old New England states give to all.
My bank account is the world and un-
less the government stops making money
and the other side rounds it all up, l
will have plenty and will say that as
far as any Fresno Dan or any other Dan.
the Pinkertons or Almys may produce,
it don't bother me. Their faces gives
them away if nothing else and Daniel
wears the same old smile.
l was talking with the man the other
day who escorted the one-eyed man
around town while the case was going
on and instead of smoking corn cob
pipe, he was trying to smoke a cigar
and it being SO long since any one gave
him cigar before, he forgot himself
and showed the hot end into his mouth.
They say he has been unable to eat
anything hot since and the tramp that
the people feed made money enough to
buy q suit of clothes and wonders if the
Russell case is soon to start again, as
the eray wolf has but one step to make
to enter their door.
/ am here living in Melrose and feel
contented. meeting my old chums. my
father's Old friends. and talkinsof by
Gone days which seems 10y tome. ]
win live tos zee The day when my
brother. VIM. c. Russell, will meet me
as q brother and the flowers place on
my dear fathers and mothers grave
will not be disturbed.
Our heavenly father bore q lot. It will
be- remembered. Ny troubles should
prove lesson to every young man liv.
ink at home. wish to thank everyone
for the good they have shown me and
hoping they will stand by me until my
trouble isa ended and believe IN NJ
through life,ssI' 'femain s s;ss.s g :ss5Ts
Yours truly,
DANIEL BLAKE RUSSELL.