In order to counteract this prejudice against me,
I offered a reward of $50.00 for any one who had ever seen me in a
museum or on exhibition, which had the desired effect. There are rum
bought papers in Canada as there are in the States.
I was asked to speak in Parliament in Fredericton. There was a
great laugh when I said that governments like fish stink worse at the
head.
On my visit to Sydney, Cape Breton, I found that, although they have
the Scott Act, which makes it a misdemeanor to sell intoxicants there are
dives there just like in Kansas, the officers and political wire pullers
defending them just in the same way.
I went into a vile den, the Belmont Hotel. There was a crowd gathered
around the place. When I went out in front an officer came to me,
saying, "You will have to get off the street, you are collecting a crowd."
I said, I am not disturbing anything, if you object to the crowd, disperse
them, let me alone. He insisted, and so did I. He said nothing to the
crowd no one was doing anything, but standing around when he walked
up to me and arrested me in the King's name--Two got on either side of
me and carried me to jail--When I was there, I found a young boy of
about 14 or 15 years of age. I asked, "Why are you here?" He began to
cry bitterly, said, he was put in for calling names. "Oh, if I had a father
or mother to help me out, but they are dead, and I have no friends.
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