I went to Medicine Lodge Feb. 15th, to see my friends, and lecture.  No one knew I was coming, got there between twelve and one at night, train late.  I got in the buss saw no one, was the only passenger, the chimneys were off the lamps from the jolting and there was danger.  I tried to fix them.  The driver had not made his appearance up to this time.  A man rushed in at the door, cursing, took my head in his two hands, threw me out of the door, using profane and indecent language.  He was reeking with the smell of liquor.  I was surprised and terrified, not knowing any reason for this.  The conductor, Mr. Knight, took me in his carriage up to Mrs. Martin’s.  My friends said the outrage was such that I ought to make complaint, which was done.  Sam Griffith, that was my old enemy, was still prosecuting attorney.  He refused to prosecute Bill Hall, the buss driver, one of the most disreputable infidel vulgar character in the town, if not the worst, a tool of Jim Gano the one who was republican sheriff when I was smashing in the county, and the manager of the buss line.  Bill Hall’s lawyer was Poly Tincher, the son-in-law of Southworth, the drug-store jointist here, who at this time had an injunction served against him for selling liquor.  There were six jurymen called, mostly of the caliber, that suited this lawless, rum-defending class of Medicine Lodge.  They said Bill Hall was right, because I snatched a cigar out of his mouth.  I did not even see one.  This reminds me of a case where one would bring suit for injury in hell where the devil was the judge, and expect to get a verdict for the defiance.  The indignation of the people at this insult has resulted in the election of other officers.  Jesus went to Nazareth and they tried to throw him over the brow of the hill, still he had followers from Galilee.

This Republican rum God defying set of Medicine Lodge, were glad to resent my exposure of them in my book and they would inflict any outrage on me or my cause.  I was glad to see that this was opening the eyes and mouths of the best element.  I can suffer if the people wake up.  I am appointed for this.  “The world hateth me because I testify of it that the works thereof are evil.  Marvel not that the world hates you ye know that it hated me before it hated you.”

          Finale.

I again ask that as you read my book you will often pray for me and this great cause of humanity.  We are organizing Prohibition Federations and I here give the Constitution and By-Laws of this movement.  Annihilation is the only method of dealing with intoxicating drinks and never will this question be settled except by prohibiting it for any purpose.  Any one can send to our office in Shawnee and get the necessary literature to organize.  This is not to cause any friction in the prohibition party for we are in hearty cooperation with all thorough workers.

 Constitution and by-laws of the prohibition federation.