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Edited and Published by the Inmates of the Minnesota State Prison. Entered at the Post-office at Stillwater, Minn., as second-class mail matter. This paper will be forwarded to subscribers nntil ordered discontinued and all arrears are paid. Should THE MIRROR fail to reach a subscriber each week, notice should be sent to this office, and the matter will be attended to at once. Contributions solicited from any and all sour ces. Rejected manuscript will not be returned. THE MIRROR is issued every Thursday at the following rates: One Year ______ SI.OO Six Months - - - .50 Three Months ------ .25 To inmates of penal institutions, 50 cts. per year. Address all communications, Editor, PRISON MIRROR. Stillwater, Minn. THE MIRROR is a weekly paper published In the Minnesota State Prison. It was founded In 1887 by the prisoners and is edited and man aged by them. Its objects are to be a home newspaper; to encourage moral and intellectual Improvement among the prisoners; to acquaint the public with the true status of the prisoner; to disseminate penological Information and to aid in dispelling that prejudice which has ever been the bar sinister to a fallen man’s self-redemption. The paper is entirely dependent on the public for its financial support. If at any time there should accrue a surplus of funds, the money would be expended in the interests of the prison library. NOTICE. THOSE receiving copies of The Mir ror who are not subscribers will please consider them as sample cop ies. If, after reading them, you should conclude that The Mirror is worthy of your patronage, send one dollar to this office and we will enter your name on our books for a year’s subscription. A smile will make a slave where a harsh word makes an enemy. One evil tongue is capable of doing more injury than an army of philosophers can redeem. The farmers shock the wheat and harvest the grain; the specu lators shock the market and harvest the profits. A man who will spread ill-re port of a woman or of one who is his inferior in bodily strength is a coward at heart, morally and phys ically. It must be quite interesting to that large class of Americans who are bringing up a family in an em inently respectable manner on incomes ranging from 8500 to 8800 a year, to read in certain period icals of the trials and tribulations of social aspirants who “pinch themselves to keep body and soul together” on 81200 to SISOO a year. The Owatonna Chronicle is now the name of what w r as formerly the Farmers Gazette of the same place. The paper is still under the same management, but bears a more metropolitan appearance, being en larged and greatly improved in makeup. It is a positive sign of the return of prosperity when a paper is in position to make such improvements. No one, perhaps, doubts the sincerity of Col. Ingersoll; none, in fact, will deny that he is a model citizen. And yet with all his suavity and polished gentility he has that strange something im planted in his countenance that brands the sceptic in human affairs. It is undefinable; but to the student of human nature the Colonel's intellectual face has that “show T-me-a-dollar-and-I'll-believe you-have-one” aspect. Can it be that the renowned orator is a “doubter" in earthly affairs as well as in the supernatural? A truly remarkable account of the strength of a woman’s love comes from Cumberland Gap, Tenn. Mrs. Lena Collinsworth, the young woman in question, had been married less than a year. Recently she had a trivial quarrel with her husband and he left the house in a fit of anger vowing never to return. The wife then vowed that she would not eat a morsel of food until the husband returned and their disagreement was made up. The parents of the young lady considered this only the idle threat of an angry woman. If the hus band heard of the matter he paid no heed to it as the faithful wife waited day by day for him and spoke only his name in the delir ium of pain caused by fasting. The parents and friends coaxed, persuaded and tried to force food upon her but all to no avail—she would not touch it. On the fifty eighth day the lady succumbed, dying with her husband’s name upon her withered lips. The hus band, wherever he is, has certainly lost “a pearl without price.” A TRIAL BEFORE CONSCIENCE. The sternest judge we have to deal with in this world is the silent monitor within that ques tions us upon every act. It is pos sible to concoct lies and plausible inferences that may place one in a better light before finite jurists, but we can never use such argu ment to influence conscience. That “a guilty conscience needs no accuser” is clearly brought home to the erring ones every day. And that there must be something deeper, something of more import ance than mere existence in this world is fully emphasized every day by the warnings we receive from this silent master of our destiny. A worthy master whilst we are guided by it, and a stern punisher when we rebuke its good offices. There is not a man living today, good or bad, depraved or earnest, but will admit that he felt as sin cerely ashamed when standing be fore this innate judge to answer for some dishonorable action as he would have in facing the ordinary court. A man cannot lie to him self; he cannot excuse his act when the little monitor demands a reason therefor. We hear much talk about silencing the qualms of conscience, but we know that such is impossible unless we have grad ually become so depraved as to thwart all sense of right and wrong, this latter we may effect temporarily, but never for any length of time. Conscience, like everything with honest and virtuous aspirations, is slow and dignified in its procedure. If we hurry and plunge into an act without previous reasoning, the temptation is easy and fasci nating for the simple reason that conscience has had no opportunity to interpose. How often have men been heard to exclaim: “If I only stopped to think!” or “I did not know what I was doing!” Yes, they hurried along following the alluring behest of the tempter, never giving a moment to question the justice or injustice of the act —they refuse to lay the matter be fore the tribunal of conscience with the result that they must abide by its stinging rebuke when overtaken by just punishment. You have often noticed the way ward small child wdio persisted in wrongdoing unknowm to its par ents, hiding the facts from them but always fearful of the right eous whipping to be received when discovered. We are all the same as the small child. We are in fact the children of conscience. If honestly guided by this living parent w T e will have naught to fear from our fellowmen, and will be a pleasure to ourselves as well as others. Taking time to think un der all circumstances will assist us. There is no ordinary action in the routine of life but that will per mit of suffcient delay to “stop to think.” If we do the latter, con science, in its fatherly supervision, will quickly point out the right mode of procedure. Try your case at the tribunal of conscience before committal, and, if governed by the decision there will be no danger of your having to stand trial before any other worldly bar of justice. INDIVIDUAL EFFORT. The value and need of organiza tion has become so fully impressed upon all classes that the necessity for individual effort is being lost sight of by many. From select monopolies down to the simpler organizations the w T atchword is “Combine.” While all must heartily approve of the great gen eral benefits incident to united effort, it is daily becoming appar ent that the laggards intend to place the problem of their indi vidual welfare upon the shoulders of others than themselves for solu tion. It is not at all uncommon nowa days to hear of those who turn naturally to their society or lodge for financial 6id or “influence” in securing a paying position. No doubt the majority of such men are compelled by circumstances to seek such assistance, and they de serve it. But there is that other class who are always selfishly seeking the big end of everything in sight—that class of men w T ho connect themselves with such as sociations with the avowed inten tion of “working it” for all there is in it; who will pay ten dollars in fees, and then “fix” things to get a hundred dollars worth of aid. Such are but graduated samples of a widespread class who seemingly intend to pull through life as a dead weight on others; a class whose main capital is a glib tongue ahvays geared in a minor key to a rehearsal of their individual mis fortunes most of which latter are manufactured in the same spirit that the professional Neapolitan pauper disfigures a child that it may be an attractive beggar on the public highways. Specimens of this same species are found clinging, like barnacles to all religious and charitable asso ciations. Peculiar ability is called upon to subserve the desired ends in this branch of their industry. Tears are made to flow’ spontane ously upon demand; tales of blighted affections and youthful ambitions nipped by drunken parents are manufactured, every fake known to knavery and tramp dom is put to use by these dissem blers that they may prey upon the sympathies of the good people who seek to alleviate the sufferings of mankind. While it is certainly hard to sift the unworthy from those deserv ing aid in various lines, it is also admittedly necessary to draw the line of assistance in such a way as to demand the full quota of indi vidual effort from those seeking aid. Otherwise the tendency will be a complete loss of self-depend ence to those receiving aid. But a few years ago in St. Paul during an extremely hard winter some of the business firms of the city gave away provisions to the needy poor upon presentation of a note from any citizen vouching for them as residents. It was dis covered later on by the merchants tliat'some of the seekers after free provisions were comparatively well off. One widow woman especially was known to be receiving thirty five dollars a month as rental from property she owned, and her son was earning fifty dollars a month additional. Yet she must beg, be cause people were giving away. The custom of continually looking to others for help is comparatively as virulent, when once contracted, as is the whisky or opium habit. To encourage such habits among the undeserving who will not hus tle for themselves is really harm ful to them. There are always enough really in need of assistance without unworthy applicants in creasing the number. The spirit of individual effort should be en couraged in order to depopulate the army of pauper drones. Tramps and the army of social leeches will be benefited alike by just public censure. WEALTH IN OVE RALLS. A graduate of Princeton Col lege has just completed a self imposed task that but few wealthy men would attempt. Walter A. W yckoff is the possessor of an in dependent fortune and a social favorite among the cream of east ern millionaire families, and is also a man of decided opinion in soci ology as was shown by his vol untarily becoming a laboring nomad. He has toiled and tramped for the past two years to support the theories his friends would not accept. While a student, Mr. Wyckoff struck up a warm friend ship with the nephew of million aire J. Pierpont Morgan. While a guest of the latter he often held heated arguments with him and was eloquent in his defense of laboring men. Mr. Morgan did not like this and shut the young student up with what he consid ered a clincher, stating that “his talk was mere theory—a parrot’s lesson learned by rote.” This put Mr. Wyckoff on his mettle and he agreed there and then to start out without a cent and face the obsta cles he claimed were put in the way of workingmen by the richer classes. The gentleman stuck to this life for two years and he is now in position to back up his theories by actual facts. It would do a world of good for the cause of labor if several more wealthy men would go through the same ex perience that they might be in a position to deal intelligently with sociological problems. All honor to Mr. Wyckoff; we trust that his experience will bear good fruit by opening the eyes and hearts of those “walking on velvet.” There is an interesting review of a book about Klondike in the San Francisco Argonaut of August 23rd. The book is “Snow-Shoes and Sledges," from which the re viewer has selected a number of passages descriptive of life in the Alaskan gold country. One of the most thrilling incidents narrated is that of a toboggan-slide down a mountain-side. There never was a time, perhaps, when it was so easy to be what is called “old-fashioned” as the pres ent. One needs only to refuse to believe that all progress is pro gressive, and immediately the per son is classed as being “behind the times,” says Edward W. Bok, in September Ladies’ Home Jour nal. Now, the majority of people, and particularly Americans, are keenly sensitive on this point. They would infinitely rather that it be said of them that they are “modern” and “up-to-date” than that they should be termed “old fashioned.” There is a stigma at tached to the latter classification, they think. Consequently, they resent it, objecting decidedly to be so classed. McClure's Magazine for Septem ber will contain a thoroughly prac tical and useful article on “Life in the Klondike Gold Fields.” It embodies the personal observations of a pioneer who has lately come out, bringing a fair fortune witli him, and it tells how the miners enter and work their claims, how they live, how they govern them selves, what kind of men they are, and how they pass their leisure time. It tells also what is the best way to the Klondike, what the best equipment for the journey and a year’s residence there, and what promise of prosperity the country actually offers. The arti cle will be fully illustrated from recent photographs. It costs only a penny for a hot bath in Japan. Some people wouldn’t take it for that.—St. Peter Journal. Certainly we should be pleased to see the new women receive their rights; especially their last sad rites. —Up-To-Date. We frequently hear of the prog ress of education; but we’d rather hear of the progress of the edu cated.—Atlanta Constitution. A New York man broke off several teeth in biting a bun the other day. He has sued his baker for $75 damages.—St. Paul Globe, It is said that every failure is a step to success. This will explain why the oftener some men fail the richer they become.—Orange (Ya.) Observer. A joke is going the rounds that the reason the price of hay is so high is because so many people make asses of themselves.—Denig’s Pony Express. They connect Klondike with “You-kan,” but before spring ap pears it will be learned that there is considerable “You-kant.”—Ma zeppa Independent. The rich widow has healed the divine Schlatter’s impecuniosity, There is no physician superior to a wealthy widow in cases like Schlatter’s.—St. Louis Post-Dis patch. Johnnie Sullivan says he is go ing to run for mayor of Boston, but he isn’t. He has just taken a few extra drinks and his head is a little more muddled than usual —Stillwater Daily Gazette. The Prince of Wales has been made a fellow of the royal college of surgeons. It is a long-merited honor, for Wales is an adept at bleeding, especially in the case of tradesmen. —St. Paul Dispatch. “A rolling stone gathers no moss” is an old saying that prob ably is true so far as the stones are concerned; but traveling fakirs often run against mossbacks and gather up all the cash they have on hand.—Grove City Times. The Chicago papers have long been urging the people to boil the water, and, judging by the frauds unearthed yesterday in the water department, it will soon become necessary to boil the officials. —St, Paul Pioneer Press. Many a man thinks that it is his goodness that keeps him from crime, when it is only his full stomach. Once hungry and lie would be as ugly as anybody Don’t mistake potatoes for prin ciples.—What to Eat. Before he started, Andree said he might not be heard from for two years. He understood the nature of the string fiend fakir, and evidently meant to give him time to exhaust his invention and draw his pay. —Minneapolis Times If you use your fists in a fight you are simply “brutes.” But if you take off your coats and use rapiers, and do your best to kill, you are “chivalrous gentlemen.” The cable tells the world “the glory” of the performance. —Chi- cago Inter Ocean. The world respects a man who stands up for liis opinions and fights for what he thinks is right, doing his duty as he sees it, even if the majority do not agree with him or liis acts. The trimmer who is “good Lord” with one man and “good Devil” with another may have more friends for the time and a more pleasant time of it, but he is in the course of time despised by all who have any honor or courage. —St. James Journal. The world “do indeed move.” The Kansas state board of char ities has decided that the inmates of the girl’s reform school must not be punished by horsewhip ping any more. It will be news to the descendants of the martyred John Brown, of Ossa watomie, as well as to the world in general, to learn that such punish ment has been in vogue in the state of notable reforms.—Minne apolis Tribune.