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During the height of Jack the Ripper's murders, from September to November 1888, the police and news agencies received thousands of letters regarding the case.

Those most well known, of course, were those signed with the name Jack the Ripper, and others purporting to

be from the killer himself, such as the From Hell letter.

But those were just the tip of the mail pile.

The majority were from Londoners who had become obsessed with the case.

While at first, women in Whitechapel and elsewhere were

terrified to go out of doors at all, unless they were in a group. Eventually, talk of Jack

became so common that women tended to joke that they would be, quote, the next for Jack,

end quote, when they were going out at night.

Whitechapel had become a tenderbox, ready to erupt in vigilante violence at any moment.

On one occasion, when a policeman pursued a local ne'er-do-well on foot, someone shouted that it was the Ripper, and the next thing you

know, a mob joined the pursuit, shouting to Lynch the man, who was actually only wanted

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