Charles Sheldon

“ Help my baby! My baby! Oh please help me!"
Neighbors came to the rescue. Nora could only point her finger to the house and saw Joe lying on the floor unconscious, still grasping the baby's neck.
The police station was only a few blocks from Joe's place, so it is easy for the neighbors to take get there with the baby. The next morning, Joe woke up late quite sober. A guard was pacing back and forth in front of his cell.
"Good morning, Sir, I suppose I shall get out very soon."
"People who kill other people will not get out soon."
"Kill other people?" ”

“ I had the best of wife and the sweetest, cutest little baby on earth. What have I done? Oh, Nora, Nora, baby! You know pretty well I am not guilty. God, I shall go mad!"
At noon they found Joe at the foot of his bed. The coffin Joe had made was used for him and the baby. It was a sight with the innocent child smiling calmly on his father's chest. But baby, baby, baby!
Who killed Joe's baby? I, a woman, cannot make an answer. Stand up you voters who during election do not analyze the character of the men that you elect. ”

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