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Show A VIGOROUS PROTEST. A Citizen of the West Side Talks to the City Scavenger. Reading an article in the Tribune inserted in-serted by a citizen and finding that it did not appear as it was intended, I conclude that the Tribune is too much a friend of the city mayor and scavenger scaven-ger for citizens to appeal to; so I therefore there-fore appeal to The Times, asking its kind assistance in stating these facts: Tho city council has received several petitions from the west side citizens, aud has paid no attention to tbem. We have have asked for' the filling of ditches eight feet wide and, three to four feet deep, which are always full of water in the winter time, and are dangerous dan-gerous to the health of the people in the summer time. Last week several deaths occurred from typhoid fever and more than- a dozen people are: down with it at present within a radius'of two or three blocks, and several cases are added every day.' Privy tilth was dumped on Third South, between Eighth and Ninth West, last summer, and the party arrested and fined, and the scavenger received instruction to have it removed at once; it is laying there yet with a couple of- loads added to it. The stench is abominable. Now I accuse the mayor and 'scavenger 'scav-enger for gross nonattendance to their duties. This complaint is not idle talk, as the facts can show. I1 As the city council took -no heed to our petitions and complaints, several of the property owners filled the ditches in front of their .houses i with old brick and gravel, ono property holder took occasion to fill with manure, and scrapings from brickyards, . among which may be found rotten meat, cabbage, cab-bage, potatoes, etc., which I think very unlit for the purpose. Along Seventh West runs a deep ditch filled with mud, frog spawn and water, any one can smell it a block away. The same may bo said about a boarding house, located between Second, and Third South and between Sixth and Seventh' West, back of tho stone sawing mill. The tame ducks and pigs are holding a friendly jubilee among old meat bones and in green stinking water. . There is plenty of work for a city scavenger, not to forget a certain class of peoples privys, but the scavenger seems to think this part of the city outside his domain, he would rather follow the electrio car up to Twelfth East or South. We all Eay our taxes, and are perfectly willing, ut is there anything to be done for us in return? Is it, to remain always thus? If so, a good many of us will be compelled com-pelled to close our homes and move away. .-.A Citizen. . |