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Dutch Schultz, although fatally wounded in the abdomen, lasted until 8:30 that Thursday evening. The wound caused massive internal bleeding and an infection, and when lucid he continued to refuse to say who shot him or why. His relatives and friends, including his wife and mother visited him at the hospital throughout the day. As his condition worsened and his fever increased, he began to drift in and out of consciousness, often babbling strange and disconnected phrases such as, "The glove will fit what I say," and "The sidewalk was in trouble, and the bears were in trouble." The authorities kept a stenographer at Schultz's bedside to record every last rambling thought he uttered. Federal agents and police from New York and New Jersey tried in vain to analyze his last words after his death. Although some of Schultz's rantings may have referred to his shooting and criminal activities, most were believed to be about childhood memories, old rhymes and songs, etc.
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The most interesting of has last words, however, is this:
"A boy has never wept nor dashed a thousand kim." There have been numerous books on the subject debating just what Shultz meant. No one has come to a real conclusion. I keep thinking about these words. They're so beautifully poetic and cryptic. There's something about it that makes me think there's more to it. Does anyone have a fucking clue what the Dutchman was talking about?