From a column entitled "A Rhyme to Bill Nye And A Melange of Paragraphs and Sketches"
Speaking of the last Whitechapel murder, the reporter goes on innocently enough, to tell about when the murdered woman was last seen alive, and how she had been heard, late that night, singing "Sweet Violets." That writer is probably not aware to this day that thus he unintentionally exposed a probable reason for the killing of the poor creature.
