I　cried　and　begged　to　be　relieved　of　the　smoke；　for　I　do　not　think　Mr。
  Dodd　realized　how　poisonous　it　was　to　me。　I　would　have　to　keep　my
  windows　up　in　the　cold　January　weather；　and　the　fire　would　go　down　at
  night。　I　had　two　blankets；　no　pillow　and　a　bed　that　the　criminals　had
  slept　on　for　years　perhaps。　I　would　shiver　with　cold；　and　often　would　lay
  on　the　cement　floor　with　my　head　in　my　hands　to　keep　out　of　the　draught。
  Oh！　the　physical　agony！　I　had　something　like　La　Grippe　which　settled
  on　my　bronchial　tubes；　from　which　I　have　never　recovered；　and　I
  expect　to　feel　the　effect　to　my　dying　day。　I　had　a　strong　voice　for
  singing；　which　I　lost；　and　have　never　been　able　to　sing；　to　speak　of　since。
  Hour　after　hour　I　would　lay　on　the　floor；　listening　to　the　ravings　of　this
  poor　old　man；　who　would　fall　on　his　iron　bed　and　hard　floor；　cursing　and
  calling　out　names。　One　night　I　thought　I　could　not　live　to　see　day。　I
  had　in　my　cell　sweetest　of　all　companions；　my　Bible。　I　read　and　studied
  it；　and　this　particular　night　I　told　the　Lord　he　must　come　to　my　aid。　As　I
  often　do；　I　opened　my　Bible　at　random　and　read　the　first　place　I　opened
  to；　the　144th　Psalm。　I　have　often　read　the　book　through；　but　this　chapter
  seemed　entirely　new。　It　reads；　Verse　1：　〃Blessed　be　the　Lord　my
  strength；　which　teacheth　my　hands　to　war　and　my　fingers　to　fight。　2。　My
  goodness　and　my　fortress　my　high　tower　and　my　deliverer；　my　shield
  and　He　in　whom　I　trust；　who　subdueth　my　people　under　me。〃
  God　told　me　in　this　chapter　that　He　led　me　to　〃fight　with　my　fingers
  and　war　with　my　hands；〃　that　He　would　be　my　REFUGE　and　DELIVERER；
  that　He　would　bring　the　people　to　me。
  David　had　just　such　enemies　as　these　when　be　says　in　this　chapter：
  〃Cast　forth　thy　lightnings　and　scatter　them；　shoot　out　thine　arrows　and
  destroy　them。〃
  7。　Send　thine　hand　from　above；　rid　me　and　deliver　me　out　of　great
  waters　from　the　hand　of　strange　children。
  8。　Where　mouth　speaketh　vanity；　and　where　right　hand　is　a　right
  hand　of　falsehood。
  12。　That　our　sons　may　be　plants　grown　up　in　their　youth；　that　our
  daughters　may　be　as　corner…stones　polished　after　the　similitude　of　a
  palace。〃
  Here　is　the　motive：　The　drink　murders　our　sons；　and　do　not　allow
  them　to　grow　to　be　healthy；　brave；　strong　men。　The　greatest　enemy　of
  woman　and　her　offspring　and　her　virtue　is　the　licensed　hellholes　or　saloons。
  13。　〃That　our　garners　may　be　full　of　all　manner　of　store。〃
  Our　grain　is　used　to　poison；　our　bread…stuff　is　turned　to　the　venom
  of　asps　and　the　bread　winner　is　burdened　with　disease　of　drunkeness；
  where　health　should　be　the　result；　of　raising　that　which；　when　rotted　and
  made　into　alcohol；　perpetrates　ruin　and　death；　Our　garners　or　grain
  houses　are　spoiled　or　robbed。
  14。　〃That　there　be　no　breaking　in　or　going　out；　that　there　be　no
  complaining　in　our　street。〃
  What　is　it　causing　the　breaking　into　jails；　prisons；　asylums；　penitentiaries；
  alms…houses？　The　going　out　of　the　homes；　of　hearts；　going　out
  into　the　cold；　going　into　drunkard's　graves　and　a　drunkard's　hell？
  〃Complaining　in　our　streets。〃　Oh！　the　cold　and　hungry　little　children！
  Oh！　the　weeping　wives　and　mothers！　Oh！　the　misery　and　desolation
  of　the　drunkards！　All　from　this　drink　of　sorrow　and　death。
  15。　〃Happy　is　that　people　that　is　in　such　a　case；　yea；　happy　is　that
  people　whose　God　is　the　Lord。〃
  〃People　whose　God　is　the　Lord；〃　will　not　allow　this　evil。　They　will
  smash　it　out　in　one　way　or　another。　This　blessed　word　was　a　〃light　to
  my　feet　and　a　lamp　to　my　pathway。〃　I　rejoiced　for　the　comfort　it　gave
  me；　for　the　Lord　truly　talked　to　my　soul　while　I　read　and　reread　this。
  I　must　say　that　〃Little　Dodds；〃　the　turnkey　as　I　called　him；　was　often
  kind　to　me；　but　he　was　completely　the　servant　of　Simmons　and　his　wife。
  Once　Mr。　Dodds　asked　me　if　I　would　leave　the　jail；　that　Sam
  Amidon　would　bring　a　hack　to　the　back　door　of　the　jail　and　he；　Mr。
  Dodds；　and　his　wife；　would　go　with　me　to　Kansas　City。
  John；　the　Dutch　trusty；　said　to　me　one　day：　〃There　is　something
  in　the　wind；　people　are　coming　and　going　and　talking　to　Dodds。〃　Mr。
  Dodds　was　supposed　to　be　quarantined　in　the　jail；　but　he　went　in　and
  out　of　the　office　and　he　would　also　go　to　his　home；　the　prisoners　saw
  him　from　the　window　time　and　time　again。
  It　was　agony　to　hear　the　ravings　night　and　day　of　the　poor　old
  maniac。　He　would　frequently　fall　on　his　iron　bed　and　floor。　He　was　a
  large　man　of　about　sixty　years　of　age　or　over。　He　was　helpless；　but　had
  no　one　to　take　care　of　him；　but　John；　the　trusty；　who　for　the　sake　of
  mercy；　would　give　him　some　attention。　The　sanitary　condition　of　his
  cell　must　have　been　something　horrible；　from　the　smell　that　came　into
  my　room。
  One　night　the　poor　lunatic　fell　so　hard　on　the　floor；　or　bed　that　he
  lay　as　one　dead；　for　some　time。　The　jailer　and　others　were　aroused　and
  before　they　dare　have　a　physician　come　in；　they　had　to　scrub　and　clean
  the　cell。　Then　Dr。　Jordan　came；　and　the　old　man　was　finally　brought
  to　life。　This　doctor　was　in　the　conspiracy　to　have　me　adjudged　insane；
  A　woman　fifty…five　years　old；　who　never　broke　a　statute　of　Kansas。
  Mr。　Dodds　told　me　that　Sam　Amidon　would　have　a　cab　at　the　back
  door　of　the　jail　and　would　take　me　out。　I　consented。　John；　the　Trusty；
  said　to　me；　〃Don't　you　leave　this　jail；　there　is　some　plotting　going　on；
  and　they　mean　mischief。　I　asked　him　to　get　me　a　wire　to　fasten　my　door；
  which　he　did；　and　I　wound　it　around　the　open　places　in　the　door　and　to
  the　iron　beam　it　shut　on；　and　then　John　brought　me　the　leg　of　a　cot。
  I　watched　all　night；　listening　for　some　one　to　come　in　my　cell　to　drag　me
  out。　With　the　cot　leg　I　was　going　to　strike　their　hands　if　they　attempted
  to　open　the　door。　I　know　what　it　is　to　expect　murder　in　my　cell。　God
  said；　'He　would　stand　by　me；　and　who　but　He；　has。'
  I　got　so　many　letters　from　poor；　distracted　mothers；　who　wrote　so
  often：　〃For　God's　sake　come　here。〃　In　some　letters　there　was　money。
  One　letter　from　a　United　Brethren　church　in　Winfield；　Kansas；　the　minister；
  Bro。　Hendershot；　wrote　me　that　he　took　up　a　collection　in　their
  church　for　me　of　7。38。　How　I　cried　over　that　letter　and　kissed　it！　I
  knew　that　I　had　some　friends　who　understood　me；　and　just　after　this
  letter；　one　from　a　Catholic　priest　came；　which　was　a　great　comfort。　The
  many　letters　I　got　from　all　kinds　of　vice　was　a　great　encouragement　to
  me。　I　must　say：　〃All　hell　got　hit；　when　I　smashed　the　saloons。〃　For
  I　never；　until　then；　knew　that　people　thought；　or　could　write　such　vile
  things；　letter　after　letter；　of　the　most　horrible　infidelity；　cursing　God；
  calling　me　every　vile　name；　and　threatening　me。
  I　was　not　allowed　a　pillow；　I　begged　for　one；　for　I　had　La　Grippe；
  and　my　head　was　as　sore　as　a　boil。　Mr。　Dodd　frequently　brought
  me　the　papers；　and　nearly　every　time　that　Wichita　Eagle　would　have　some
  falsehoods　concerning　me；　always　giving　out　that　I　〃was　crazy；〃　〃was
  in　a　padded　cell；〃　〃only　a　matter　of　time　when　I　would　be　in　the
  insane　asylum；〃　that　I　used　〃obscene　language〃　and　〃was　raving。〃　The
  bible　says：　〃All　liars　shall　have　their　part　in　the　lake　that　burns　with
  fire；〃　so　the　Murdocks　of　Wichita　ought　to　tremble。　I　associate　the
  name　〃Murdock〃　with　murderer。　The　real　depravity　of　such　people
  was　shown；　when　a　lone　old　woman　with　a　love　of　humanity；　was　in　a
  cell　suffering　so　unjustly；　that　these　people　should　have　left　nothing
  undone　to　prejudice　the　people　against　her。　Even　when　my　brother
  died；　this　Murdock　paper　spoke　of　me　〃raving　in　jail；〃　and　I　was　not
  privileged　to　go　to　him　in　his　dying　hours。　Such　people　drove　the　nails
  in　the　hands　and　the　spear　in　the　side　of　Jesus。
  This　Wichita　Eagle　is　the　rum…bought　sheet　that　has　made　Wichita
  one　of　the　most　lawless　places　in　Kansas。
  When　first　arrested　in　Wichita；　in　violation　of　the　Constitution；　I
  was　denied　bail　and　compelled　to　bring　a　Habeas　corpus　proceeding　in
  the　Supreme　Court　to　get　a　trial　or　bail。　Sam　Amidon　as　attorney
  for　Simmons　proposed　a　return　to　the　writ；　and　filed　a　false　certificate
  from　Dr。　Shults；　president　of　the　Board　of　Health；　stating　that　Board　had
  quarantined　the　jail。　Rather　than　face　the　Supreme　Court　with　a　false
  return　the　case　was　dismissed。　I　do　not　believe　that　history　ever　recorded
  a　quarantine　of　a　jail　before；　for　public　buildings；　such　as　post
  office；　court　houses　or　jails　cannot　be　made　pest　houses；　and　such　buildings
  are　cleansed。　There　was　not　a　meeting　of　the　Health　Board。　This
  was　a　conspiracy；　signed　by　Dr。　Shults　and　the　sheriff；　for　the　purpose
  of　keeping　me　in　jail；　preventing　me　from　seeing　my　friends　or　lawyers；
  and　by　persecution　to　get　me　in　an　insane　asylum。　Below　is　a　copy　of　this
  fraudulent　notice：
  ORIGINAL　NOTICE　TO　O。　D。　KIRK；　JUDGE；　WARDEN　EBEY；
  CLERK；　CHAS。　W。　SIMMONS；　SHERIFF。　SERVED
  TUESDAY；　JANUARY　15；　1901。
  To　O。　D。　Kirk；　Judge；　Harden　Ebey；　Clerk；　and　Charles　W。　Simmons；
  Sheriff：
  You；　and　each　of　you；　are　hereby　notified　that　the　following　is　a
  copy　of　a　paper　purporting　to　be　a　statement　made　by　J。　W。　Shults；
  President　of　the　Board　of　Health；　of　Wichita；　Kansas；　and　attached　to
  the　return　of　Charles　W。　Simmons　in　the　The　Matter　of　the　Application
  of　CARRIE　NATION　for　a　Writ　of　Habeas　Cor