Promptly at ten o'clock Wednesday morning, Dec. 4, the doors of the Chicago "House of the Good Shepherd" were opened to the public for a few short hours for strictly financial reasons. This is the one day during the year when this convent-prison is open to the public, and then, of course, the dear wooly-fleeced public is carefully restrained from any extended tours of inspection. The Chicago "House of the Good Shepherd" is located at the corner of Grace street and Racine avenue and will be remembered by Menace readers as the prison-house so graphically described by Dorothy Nichols recently in these columns.

There was on exhibition, and for sale, a wilderness of exquisite needlework, among which most wonderful were the elegant trousseaus, a profusion of layettes and emblematic altar linens, table linens, children's dresses, laces of all kinds, etc., without end, all the products of the unpaid toil of the girls and women held in bondage under the ubiquitous Catholic peonage system.

The large rooms in which this bazaar was held were a veritable bower of flowers---think of the contrast!---hundreds of huge yellow and white chrysanthemums nodding gaily among festoons and wreaths of evergreen; hundreds of girl-slaves weeping unseen as they toiled the weary hours, the awful

days, the leaden-footed months that were spent in making under the lashing of the relentless nuns these countless articles of beauty to be sold to enrich Rome at this "bazaar."

Mrs. John C. O'Neill, chairman of the "bazaar committee," was on hand in charge of the "doll booth," assisted by various young ladies from Chicago's upper ten-dom. Mrs. George Cook sold various "holy" articles in the religious booth; Mrs. Charles H. Moody and various Chicago society buds were selling candy, while other booths were presided over by Mrs. Edward Hines, Mrs. John P. Byrne, Mrs. Thos. J. Webb, and Mrs. John Boylston.

The "Good Shepherd Orchestra" discoursed more or less sweet music continuously---music, flowers, religion, slavery!

No pen can adequately describe this scene, so filled with contradictions, with joy and sorrow, with laughter and hidden tears, with gayety and idleness and---ceaseless toil. "Archbishop" Quigley founded this Chicago "House of the Good Shepherd," which has apparently accommodations (cells and sweatshop facilities) for a thousand girls and women, but which at present only holds about five hundred slaves---but the quota will soon be filled by the constant stream of girlish humanity that flows from Chicago juvenile courts to those dark doors.

Then, too, we must not forget the sleepless agents of Rome's penal system that walk Chicago's highways and byways by day and by night.

We take great pleasure in announcing for the information of our readers that our Washington News Bureau is now an established fact and that from now on The Menace will be represented at the national capitol by our staff correspondent, Mr. H. George Buss, until the summer recess of congress.

Thus we are able to keep our finger on the pulse of the body politic and the political intrigues and schemes of the Romish hierarchy will be exposed to the light of day, and the political corruption that is eating cancer-like at the nation's heart will be purified by publicity. Even now Mr. Buss advises us

that he is on the scent of some startling disclosures the nature of which we are not at liberty to even intimate.

Our readers, now an army of a half-million strong, will realize that the real, the damning and undeniable proofs of Rome's duplicity in the betrayal of American institutions can best be found at Washington, for here is centered every effort of these past-masters in the art of diplomacy and double-dealing, to the one end of obtaining the temporal supremacy over this land that God destined to be free.

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"Every now and then a bogus story of alleged priestly depravity appears in The Menace, only to be proved a lie. The Rev. P. S. O'Connor, pastor of the Sacred Heart church, Oelwein, Ia., has succeeded in exposing another typical lie appearing in the anti Catholic periodical known as The Menace. The following article was printed in The Menace of Saturday, Nov. 23.

"Editor of The Menace:

"Something like three years ago a young lady was found murdered in her bed in Toledo, Ohio. Bloodhounds were employed to trace the murderer and the dogs persisted in running from the room of the girl to another room in the same house and jumping on the bed where a Roman Catholic priest was sleeping off a debauch.

"On the strength of this the county prosecutor ordered the arrest of the priest. Immediately the Romanists got busy and the next day the prosecutor ordered the release of the 'holy man of God' and abjectly apologized for ever thinking it possible that a priest could commit a crime.

"From that day to this that murder has remained a mystery.

"Has not The Menace some bright correspondent in Toledo who can give this story correctly with any later developments.

"A Subscriber."

Father O'Connor took the matter up with Perry D. Knapp, chief of police of Toledo, Ohio, and in answer, received the following communication:

"Toledo, Ohio, Nov. 26, 1912.

"P.S. O'Connor, Esq.,

"Oelwein, Ia;

"Replying to your letter of Nov. 23 in regard to the reliability of the enclosed clipping, will say that there has been no woman murdered in Toledo in the past ten years, that the case has remained a mystery to this day; neither has there been a case in twenty years where bloodhounds have been used to trace the murderer, to my knowledge, nor has a priest been arrested for any crime in Toledo.

"While I am not a Catholic I am making this statement to correct the error and injustice that has been done by the publishing of the within clipping.

"Sincerely yours,
"Perry D. Knapp,
"Chief of Police, Toledo, O."

----From The Catholic Telegraph, Cincinnati, O., Dec. 26, 1912.

The above article reprinted from The Catholic Telegraph, as credited above, is only another sample of the frantic attempts of a degraded but wily Romish priesthood to evade the searchlight of truth that mercilessly exposes their crimes to the eyes of more than a million readers in the columns of The Menace from week to week.

Through some mistake of the printer or the correspondent,

the name of the city in question where this dastardly and cold-blooded murder was committed was made to read "Cleveland" instead of Lorain, Ohio, as it should have been. This gave our friend, Pat-the-priest, what he mistakenly supposed to be a chance to wield the white-wash brush with the result which appears above in the article which we have copied.

To the history and to the facts.

Here is a brief review of the story in its revolting and murderous entirety. Sure, Pat, and you never dreamed you were inviting The Menace to publish the facts to the gaze of the world as you read them here paragraph by paragraph, did you?

The murder referred to was that of Miss Reichlin, sister and "house-keeper" of "Father" Reichlin, priest of the parish of Lorain, Ohio. According to the widespread newspaper publicity at the time, this murder was committed some ten years ago in the residence of Priest Reichlin, a certain priest (name withheld purposely at this time), of the order of "C. PP. S." ("Congregation of The Precious Blood"), who has also at the time a member of the faculty of St. Joseph's College, of Rensselaer, Ind., was taking a little trip over the country celebrating his "silver jubilee." During the progress of his hilarious "celebration" this priest of the order of "C. PP. S." visited "Father" Reichlin, at Lorain. Unexpectedly, however, "Father" Reichlin was called to convoy the shivering soul of one of the "faithful" to the Purgatorial gates, at one of his outlying missions. The departing priest left his home in charge of his sister, with the "C. PP. S." as the guest.

During his absence that night, a brother of Priest Reichlin, a layman living in Lorain, came to the house to join in the "jubilee" celebration. After the usual

all-night debauch the three celebrants retired, layman Reichlin slept in a spare room, Miss Reichlin in her own room, while the visiting priest of the "C. PP. S." brand of sanctity was assigned to the bedroom of his host, w hich adjoined that of Miss Reichlin.

During the night Miss Reichlin's head was crushed with a blow evidently inflicted by a stone such as are sometimes used as doorweights!

A ladder was found leaning against the window sill of Miss Reichlin's room, by the police when they called the next morning.

The "C. PP. S." priest immediately hied himself to an institution conducted by the "sisters" where he promptly fell into a dreamless stupor.

Miss Reichlin's throat bore tell-tale marks of strangling fingers. Bloodhounds were at once secured, and straight they bade the trail to the sleeping "C. PP. S." priest! Not once, but again and again!

The priest was arrested---and the rest of the story is substantially as quoted above from The Menace.

The "C. PP. S." priest was released with apologies---AND THAT MURDER IS STILL A MYSTERY!

Of course Pat O'Connor, of Oelwein, Ia., knew just what reply he would get from Perry D. Knapp, the Toledo police chief, before he wrote.

Where the wily Patrick made his mistake was in writing at all to anybody concerning this devilish murder, and he sees the mistake now, but the redoubtable Pat was wild to prove that The Menace lied and also, even in the face of the existing facts, to try to throw the white-washed in so many directions at once that the gullible who read the Catholic Telegraph would decide that Miss Reichlin was never murdered at all!

Pat, will you now write to the police of Lorain, Ohio, and publish their replies?

And, bibliographically, who is Pat O'Connor, local boss of the "Sacred Heart" church, of Oelwein, Iowa?

Sure, and Pat poses as one of the leaders of the papal gang in Iowa and by animal cunning and native shrewdness he stands "in" with the "hierarchy" so closely that he has been vaguely promised a "split hat" ("bishop's" mitre)---but, Oh, wait Pat, till the mistakes and the blunders you are making now in trying to help your ecclesiastical bosses play the game make it worth their while to hand you the "double cross," arrah! and won't we hear some voluble Gaelic then!

And where did Patrick originate? His father was a poverty-stricken tenant farmer in parish Innishannon, near Bendon, County Court, Ireland. Pat was born with an ingrown hatred for two things in this world---Orangemen and work! So the neighbors all agreed that this gay gossoon must be a priest.

But unfortunately, Patrick lacked the money and even the small amount of brains required in the Irish priesthood and he was given the choice between selecting the "foreign missionary field" or work. Consequently he was educated at the College of "All Hallows" at Dublin, Ireland, where he was ordained a priest more than twenty years ago. He first came to the "archdiocese" of Dubuque, Iowa.

For many years now Pat has been "pastor" at Oelwein, Iowa, where his "pickings" have been rich. So rich in fact that he has kept the rent paid on his father's little farm in Erin, gave a fortune to his sisters, and brought several of the other O'Connor boys to the United States as raw, green, ignorant spalpenns and succeeded in setting them up in business and professions; one is now a doctor, one a judge, and one a dry-goods merchant!

I am purposely omitting a number of pages here. .........Suffice it to say that this is the priest who is feared in toadied to in Oelwein, Iowa, not only in religion, but in politics and business.

All of which only proves that priests take more pains to mask than to mend!

Chapter 16