5. Chicago, continuedAre you surprised dear friend? That I am still here in West Madison Street? Still doing a good trade in epilepsy tonic & none the worse for my little brush with the law? Have faith in me, I am one of life's survivors, I will always be lurking not far from your door, peering over your shoulder or guiding you down the path to the dark side. Ha, Ha, after all, I remain here to tell you of my deeds do I not? Anyhow, friend, I guess you'll want to know what happened next. Bet you're wondering how many sweet young maidens succumbed to my devilish charms, followed by the permanent sleep of a premature death. Well, none is the answer, at least not for a while. Let me explain…
Business was at its very best. My epilepsy remedy had saved my skin and some evenings I lay exhausted
