"Dear Boss" letter
25 Sept. 1888.
I keep on hearing the police have caught me. but they wont fix me just yet. I have laughed when they look so clever and talk about being on the track. That joke about Leather apron gave me real fits. I am down on whores and I shant quit ripping them till I do get buckled. Grand work the last job was. I gave the lady no time to squeal. How can they catch me now. I love my work and want to start again. You will soon hear of me with my funny little games. I saved some of the proper stuff in a ginger beer bottle over the last job to write with but it went thick like glue and I cant use it. Red ink is fit enough I hope The next job I do I shall clip the ladys ears off and send to thepolice officers just for jolly wouldnt you. Keep this letter back till I do a bit more work. then give it out straight. My knife's so nice and sharp I want to get to work right away if I get a chance. Good luck.Yours truly
Jack the Ripper
Dont mind me giving the trade nam
- Wasnt good enough to post this before I got all the red ink off my hands curse it.
- No luck yet. They say I'm a doctor now