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…ft to resent it for him—we are worth nothing if we do not make our resentment felt and that strongly. This false friend, this despicable creature, does not stop at mere lies and slander—he hires a jackal, a low lackey, to help him in his ghoulish task of desecrating the dead. That pamphlet* which shocked and disgusted us all was written for his filthy money. The penny-a-liner prostitute who wrote it has only our contempt—even blackmailers sometimes starve. It isof his master I must speak. This crawling creature (would we could hope him to be me…