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and　forest　trees；　and　while　it　is　in　the　city；　it　is　on　a　high　elevation　and
as　much　retired　from　the　dust　and　crowd　as　in　the　country。　Mr。　Simpson；
the　owner；　sent　me　ten　dollars　while　I　was　in　jail　at　Wichita；　and　he
was　anxious　to　let　me　have　this　home　of　his　that　he　had　improved　himself。
I　purchased　this　with　the　money　I　got　from　the　other　place；　paying
him　five　thousand　five　hundred　dollars；　owing　the　rest。　This　place
is　situated　on　Reynolds　and　Grandview　Aves。　It　was　not　possible　for　me
to　begin　this　enterprise　myself；　and　in　speaking　to　Myron　A。　Waterman；
of　the　Savings　Bank　of　Kansas　City；　Kansas；　he　suggested　that　the　〃Associated
Charities〃　of　Kansas　City；　Kansas；　would　put　it　to　the　use　I
intended。　I　liked　the　idea。　The　society　became　incorporated　so　they
could　receive　the　deed；　which　was　a　trust；　for　should　the　property　be
used　for　other　than　what　it　was　given　for；　it　will　revert。

The　society　took　possession　in　December；　1903；　and　at　this　writing；
February；　1904；　it　is　full；　the　Home　of　many　poor　and　destitute；　who　now
have　a　good　shelter；　warmth　and　light　free。　They　are　expected　to　make
their　own　living。　Mr。　Simpson　gave　forty　dollars　to　furnish　one　room。
The　local　W。　C。　T。　U。　have　furnished　their　room　and　have　their　two
drunkards'　wives　in　it。　I　here　make　a　plea　of　help　to　enlarge　this　Home。
As　stated　there　are　two　acres　of　ground　and　one　who　would　give　money
to　this　would　fulfill　the　command　to　feed　the　hungry　and　clothe　the　naked；
these　are　the　orphans　and　the　widows；　every　dollar　will　be　put　in　the
bank　of　Heaven。

My　motive　for　doing　this　was　twofold。　I　wanted　to　furnish　a　home
for　these；　the　innocent　results　of　the　saloon；　whose　sad　condition　is　beyond
words　to　describe。　The　people　burden　themselves　with　taxes　to　build
jails；　penitentiaries；　alms　houses；　insane　ayslums；　and　reformatories　to
care　for　the　guilty　results　of　the　saloon。　They　pay　millions　to　prosecute
these　criminals；　the　result　of　the　saloon；　but　no　one　has　ever　thought
of　a　building；　or　shelter　for　these　women　who　are　worse　than　widows；
who　are　free　from　any　fault　in　this　matter；　but　are　the　greatest　sufferers。

I　have　been　asked　by　my　friends　not　to　call　it　a　〃Home　for
Drunkards'　Wives　and　Mothers〃；　for　it　would　be　a　reflection　on　the
inmates。　Not　at　all。　The　condemnation　is　on　the　party　which　makes
a　demand　for　such　a　home；　by　voting　for　saloons。　The　question；　Why？
will　arise　in　the　minds　of　all　who　see　on　the　arch　over　the　entrance　to
this　place；　〃Home　for　Drunkards'　Wives　and　Mothers〃。　Why？　〃Because
of　the　saloon。　Let　us　smash　the　saloon　and　not　these　women's　homes
and　hearts。〃　Miss　Edith　Short　is　the　secretary　and　is　at　the　home　all
the　time；　and　she　is　the　right　woman　in　the　right　place。

There　are　many　persons　who　would　like　to　donate　to　such　a　place。
We　are　waiting　for　funds　to　enlarge　the　place；　making　rooms　or　flats
for　these　dear　ones。　A　letter　directed　to　〃Drunkards'　Wives　Home〃；
Kansas　City；　Kansas；　will　reach　the　place；　for　there　is　no　other　of　the
kind　in　the　world。　It　was　such　a　relief　to　me　when　I　saw　that　what
means　I　could　control　was　used　in　a　manner　God　would　bless；　and　it　was
a　great　source　of　joy　to　me　to　do　something　for　this　class。　I　have　been
a　drunkard's　wife　myself　and　I　know　the　desolation　of　heart　they　have。
This　is　a　worse　sorrow　than　to　have　one's　husband　die。　A　wife　always
feels　that　she　might　have　done　something　to　cause　her　husband　to　drink
or　to　quit。　I　believe　that　some　men　have　been　led　to　drink　by　women；
but　it　is　a　cowardly　resort；　or　excuse；　and　the　man　who　would　make　this
as　an　excuse　is　as　bad　as　the　woman　that　caused　him　to　drink；　if　not
worse。　The　thief；　the　murderer；　or　any　other　class　of　criminals　could
just　as　well　blame　others　for　their　own　wrong　doings。

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Mrs。　Carry　Nation's　〃Home　for　Drunkards'　Wives　and　Children〃
One　of　two　fine　properties　in　Kansas　purchased　by　Mrs。　Carry　Nation　with　the
money　she　earned　on　her　lecturing　tours。　In　this　way　she　believes　she　can
bring　comfort　into　the　lives　now　darkened　and　saddened　by　the　saloon　curse。｝


When　I　was　at　Coney　Island；　I　was　asked；　what　I　thought　of　William
McKinley's　administration？　I　said：　〃I　was　glad　when　McKinley
was　elected　for　I　had　heard　that　he　was　opposed　to　the　liquor　traffic。
I　did　not　know　then　that　he　rented　his　wife's　property　in　Canton；　Ohio；
for　saloon　purposes；　and　after　his　election　he　had　been　a　constant
disappointment　to　me；　that　he　was　the　Brewers'　president　and　did　their
biddings；　that　we　as　W。　C。　T。　U。　workers；　sent　petitions；　thousands　of　them
to　Mr。　McKinley　to　have　him　refuse　to　let　the　canteen　run。　That　we
were　willing　to　give　our　boys　to　fight　the　battles　of　this　nation；　to　die
in　a　foreign　land；　but　we　were　not　willing　that　a　murderer　should　follow
them　from　their　home　shores　to　kill　their　bodies　and　souls。〃　This
was　said　at　the　time　that　he　was　thought　to　be　convalescent　from　his
death…wound。　I　said：　〃I　had　no　tears　for　McKinley；　neither　have　I　any
for　his　assassin。　That　no　one's　life　was　safe　with　such　a　murderer　at
large。〃　This　roused　hisses；　some　left　the　hall　and　there　was　a　murmer
of　confusion。　One　man　threw　a　wad　of　paper　at　me；　but　I　said：　〃My
loyalty　to　the　homes　of　America　demand　that　I　denounce　such　a　president
and　his　crowd。〃　It　was　a　common　thing　to　be　hissed。　Once　I
spoke　in　Sioux　City；　Iowa；　in　the　church　where　the　martyred　Haddock
preached。　The　crowd　was　so　large；　the　church　was　filled　and　emptied
three　times。　I　had　cheers　and　hisses　at　the　same　time。　At　the　first
meeting　I　was　talking　at　the　top　of　my　voice；　the　audience　was　clapping
and　hissing　and　a　good　evangelistic　brother　by　my　side　kept　pounding
his　fist　of　one　hand　into　the　palm　of　the　other　and　shouting：　〃She　is
right！　She　is　right！〃　That　was　a　great　meeting；　and　I　shall　never　forget
it；　neither　will　anyone　who　was　there。　I　spoke　three　times　to　audiences
that　night。　I　have　been　hissed；　and　after　giving　the　people　time
to　think；　have　been　applauded　by　the　same　parties。　〃Oh；　fools　and　slow
of　heart　to　understand；〃　Jesus　said。

Murat　Halstead；　who　wrote　the　book　called；　〃Our　Martyred　President
or　the　Illustrious　Life　of　William　McKinley〃；　wrote　some　positive
falsehoods　concerning　me。　This　Halstead　has　always　been　a　defender
of　anarchy　or　the　licensed　saloon。

William　McKinley　was　no　martyr。　He　was　murdered　by　a　man　who
was　the　result　of　a　saloon　and　could　not　tell　why　he　murdered　the　President。

I　could　tell　of　many　amusing　incidents；　indeed。　I　could　fill　a　book
of　interesting　anecdotes。　Once　when　I　was　among　the　Thousand　Islands
of　the　St。　Lawrence；　in　the　summer　of　1902；　a　characteristic　woman　with
a　very　low　dress；　with　a　very　long　train；　the　whole　a　mixture　of　paint；
powder；　lace；　flashy　jewelry　and　corset　stays；　with　as　much　exposure
of　person　as　she　dare；　came　to　me　in　an　affected　manner；　handed　me　a
roll　saying：　〃I　am　a　temperance　lecturer；　here　is　one　of　my　bills。〃　I
replied：　〃If　you　are　such；　you　had　better　make　a　practical　application
of　temperance　and　cover　up　yourself。〃　The　change　of　her　countenance
was　instantaneous　and　she　with　a　queer　almost　startled　look　said：　〃You
go　to　Hel。〃

Once　in　Elmira；　N。　Y。　the　streets　were　so　crowded　that　we　had　to
leave　the　Salvation　Army　Hall。　I　climbed　in　a　farmer's　two　horse　wagon。
He　came　out　of　a　saloon　and　gathered　up　the　reins　and　laid　the　whip
to　his　horses；　which　were　caught　so　as　to　let　me　out。

Mr。　Furlong；　my　manager；　had　a　keen　sense　of　the　ridiculous　and
would　let　me　alone　when　I　started　out。　He　said　he　knew　I　could　take
care　of　myself。　Often　when　I　would　rise　to　speak　to　the　thousands　in
the　parks；　there　would　be　yells　and　groans；　and　a　manager　at　Youngstown；
Ohio；　said　to　Mr。　Furlong：　〃She　will　not　get　a　chance　to　speak。〃
Mr。　Furlong　said：　〃You　watch　how　she　will　handle　them。〃　I　would
always　quiet　them　for　at　least　a　time。　Once　they　were　determined　not
to　let　me　talk。　I　at　last　went　to　one　side　of　the　stage　and　began　talking
very　explanatory　to　some　parties　in　front。　The　rest　wanted　to　hear；
so　they　were　quiet。　Then　I　gave　them　the　hot…shots　of　truth。　I　always
invited　interruptions　by　questions。　I　had　no　set　speech　and　these　questions
would　bring　out　what　the　crowd　wanted　to　hear。　I　like　especially
the　questions　from　those　who　oppose　me。　I　have　bad　men　to　shake　their
fists　at　me　saying：　〃You　are　an　anarchist　and　ought　to　be　in　the　lunatic
asylum。〃　One　agent　of　a　brewer　in　Hartford；　Conn。；　kept　on　disturbing
the　meeting；　at　last　he　said：　〃Why　did　Christ　make　wine？〃　I　said：
〃the　wine　that　He　made　did　not　rot。　His　was　the　unfermented　juice　of
the　grape。　God　made　healthy　fruit　and　grain。　The　devil　rots　them　and
makes　alcohol；　which　rots　the　brain；　rots　the　body　and　rots　the　soul；　and
that　is　what　is　the　matter　with　you。〃

When　I　first　began　my　lectures　I　was　not　taken　seriously　by　the
people。　They　did　not　see　the　great　principle　back　of　the　work。　My
manager　said：　〃We　must　make　all　the　dates　this　year；　for　next　year
it　will　not　be　so　easy。〃　I　said：　〃You　will　find　it　easier；　for　I　will　be
more　popular。〃　He　shook　his　head；　but　sure　enough　it　was　easier。　We
could　not　fill　the　dates；　and　now　the　calls　are　more　and　more　all　over
the　country。

In　the　winter　and　spring　of　1903；　I　was　in　California。　I　was　employed
by　the　theatrical　manager　of　the　〃Chutes。〃　Beer　was　sold　at　this　resort。
Some　W。　C。　T。　U。　were　very　much　horrified　that　I　would　go　to　such　a
place。　Mrs。　Hester　T。　Griffith；　the　president　of　the　Federation　of　Unions
in　Los　Angeles；　came　to　see　me。　She　had　been　a　staunch　friend　of　mine
from　the　first　and　she　went　with　me　to　the　〃Chutes〃　and　introduced　me。
This　she　did　time　and　again　saying：　〃If　she　had　the　opportunity　to
speak　at　the　〃Chutes〃　she　would　do　as　Carry　Nation　does。〃　This　woman
was　a　blessing　to　me。　She　helped　me　to　see　that　the　stage　was　a　mission
field。　I　was　severely　criticised　by　the　newspapers；　and　especially　by　some
of　the　ministers。　One　from　Rockford；　Ill。；　a　Rev。　Dr。　Van　Horn　wrote
a　very　slanderous　article　which　I　heard　of　through　my　friends　there。
I　was　arrested　in　Los　Angeles　for　some　advertising　my　manager　did
which　was　contrary　to　a　city　ordinance。

In　Los　Angeles　I　saw　what　was　called　the　〃Cribs〃；　one　o