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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 until ordered discontinued and all arrears are paid. Should THE MIRROR fail to reach a subscriber eacli week, notice should be sent to tills 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 - - - .!>« Three Months ------ .25 To inmates of penal institutions, 50 cts. per year. Address all communications. Editor PRISON MIRROR. Stillwater. Minn. THE Ml It IIOK is a weekly paper published In the Minnesota State Prison. It was founded in 18S7 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 otlice and we will enter your name on our books for a year’s subscription. Leading a fast life also includes being led fast to an early grave. Silver is very cheap in this day, but it is noticeable that an ounce of it still has more weight, in some quarters, than sixteen ounces of good morals. It may be some consolation to those who are always down in the mouth and down in the world to know T that “The man at the bottom of the ladder cannot fall far enough to hurt himself.'’ Prisoners should take heart from the fact that a man capable of making a thorough fool of him self must possess sufficient native ability to advance a like distance on the right track if he will but make the switch. There will be a terrible moral revulsion in this community if that Minneapolis alderman is forced upon us. Spare us and send him to Mexico—he deserves as much punishment as his King bee leader. It is said that “The most mani fest sign of wisdom is cheerful ness." The average reader will agree that a wise man is seldom morose, and the chronic growler seldom noted for a superfluity of intelligence. Even among the more ignorant foreigners a person in search of information would in stinctively pick out the more cheerful looking ones as being the most intelligent. A negro has been recently par doned from imprisonment in the Georgia coal mines who has served twenty-four years of a life sentence imposed when he was nine years old for being one of a party of mischievous boys who playfully set fire to a dilapidated vacant building. During the first six years of his imprisonment he was used as a chore boy. Growing to be a husky man at fifteen he was sent into the mines and did not see daylight or the sun since then till the day of his release. He was pardoned by a chance glance given the records by the governor. The presumption was that he must certainly be “reformed” after serv ing twenty-four years for such a heinous( ?) offense. When one is tired of the con tinued grind of worldly strife it softens the heart to read of the simple heroism of such a character as Miss Lucinda Day, who died at the age of ninety years in Spring field, Mass., on Thanksgiving Day. Miss Day had a sailor lover when she was twenty years old, and upon his making a voyage she promised to put a lighted candle in the window to welcome him should his ship return in the night. No report was ever heard of the lover or his ship, but Miss Day refused to believe him dead and for seventy years she continued to place a lighted candle in the window to welcome her lover should he ever return. IT PAYS TO BE HONEST. “Conductor, you have given me too much change!” This simple sentence expressed by a poorly clad seamstress in a Parisian om nibus was worth to her, in cold cash, exactly 500,000 francs. This sounds like a fairy tale, but is ac tual truth and is also a strong ex ample of the statement that honesty does pay. in more ways than one. It was in Paris eight years ago that an old French bachelor sur prised his relatives and associates by leaving this large fortune to a poor young girl who was compar atively unknown to him. The old gentleman was considered eccen tric. He had a poor opinion of the prevailing standard of honesty and was continually devising some method to test his views. One of his habits was to ride in the Paris omnibuses and sit near the door where he might hand the pasen gers’ fare to the conductor as it was passed along. He always had ready a piece of money of a larger denomination than he would re ceive, which he would hand to the conductor, and then return the ex cessive change to the passenger. In fifteen consecutive cases the re cipients pocketed the change which did not rightfully belong to them. The sixteenth case was that of the young seamstress who immediately returned it. The old gentleman followed her when she alighted and after mak ing diligent enquiry about her character decided on the course he followed in leaving her the larger part of his fortune. While this is a rare incident, it demonstrates that, aside from the moral happiness which is always the lot of the honest person, ster ling honesty usually finds a fit ting reward in a worldly sense. THE JINGLE OF THE DOLLAR. Some writer has said “Take away the jingle of the dollar and you have a perfect world.” This statement is undoubtedly a little bit too strong. Yet it must be recognized that the bust of our Goddess of Liberty gracing a piece of silver gives that metal a mar velous potency that acts alike on laborer, capitalist, preacher and prince. The plain unvarnished truth is that the “Almighty dollar” is the most influential power in worldly affairs today. There are some striking examples of men and women who are far above being moved by such influence, but they are only the shining ex ceptions that prove the rule: and they are comparatively scarce. Would that there were more such exceptions! • If you throw an ear of corn into a hogpen you will immediately cause a surging strife among the swine that were peaceably wallow ing together a moment before: if you throw a silver dollar among an average assemblage of men a prac tically similar turmoil ensues in the scrimmage for its possession. The comparison is odious to the bipedal hog as he is presumed to know better; the hog of commerce feels in bounden duty to absorb all corn for the ultimate enrich ment of his two-legged contem porary. In a like manner you will find that the best lawyers, physicians, and divines are to be found where the highest pecuniary reward is of fered for their services. When receiving a “call” to assume duties amid a Hock where the “pickings” will be better, the lay or secular professional man will readily dis cover a good moral reason why he should accept the better paying position, just, as the ordinary work ingman will make a change for a monetary inducement. It is therein apparent that the “filthy lucre” is a power that ever has had and probably ever will have the most subtle potency in worldly affairs. But is it neces sary that it shall make a slave of its makers? Is every noble im pulse to be swallowed up in the maelstrom of greed? Are we to live, work and die solely for the acquisition of money, without a regard to the higher and brighter pleasures of life that money can not purchase? This is exactly what the bulk of the people are attempting today—and they are not the “ignorant” majority, at that. Make all the money you can make honestly; but when you have it do not let it make a fool or a slave of you. Keep money in its place, instead of trying to make it keep you in your place. HONEST THOHi HTS. It is sometimes a severe strain on our personal pride to be frank and honest with others in matters which we rightly consider con cern only ourselves. But in solil oquizing with one’s self there is no palpable excuse for insincerity. When in an honest mood in diag nosing our own case we are usu ally convinced that it is unneces sary to go far from home to find the original “symptoms” that were the heralds of our present con dition, but to which we paid but slight attention at a time the dis ease might have been easily averted. There undoubtedly are some men unjustly sent to prison: but as a general rule the great majority who come here have duly earned the “privilege" although their stay is very often extended far beyond a reasonable limit. This, however, is usually due to a labial impediment in the judicial thun der box, that makes a round “five” or “ten” sound more dignified than the harsh plebian “two” or “three.” We should therefore think seri ously and in honest retrospection discover if we were not the real ones at fault. If you were not guilty of the direct offense, for which you are here, can you truth fully convince yourself that you were not in crooked business con nected with the committal of the offense or disposition of the booty ? It is a rarity to hear of a man whose skirts are entirely free from criminal intent being convicted of crime. Such a man is generally in a position to prove just where he was and what he was doing: and the witnesses summoned by a man engaged in honest pursuits are generally of a character whose testimony will not be questioned. We all know this to be true, and while it is plain that laws as en forced are anything but infallible it is also evident that it is nearly impossible to convict.a man of any offense wdio is honest in all things. It does sometimes happen, just as occasionally we hear of a cyclone wrecking a strongly built church and leaving a gambling shack un injured. Yet we must all acknowl edge —to ourselves, at least—that a high standard of honesty would preclude the possibility of our associating with men who were liable to be “ditched” at any mo ment, and taking us with them. THE SENNIT SIDE OF LIFE. Looking out from the gloom of a self-imposed seclusion one must doubt his own sanity when the panorama of memory recalls all the pleasures thus forsaken for the gratification of a lazy body. Pick out the lowliest human being toil ing on the public highway and his life, though it be filled with arduous toil from day to day, is that of a king when compared to the renegade social unit pacing the gloomy cage of disgrace. It is much better to be harsh in calling a spade a spade than to seek to excuse the infamy of our position by silly simulation. It matters not what may have led to your coming here, the dignity (?) of “precedent” condemns you as guilty upon the evidence of your being an inmate of the community. And as such it behooves us to build up a mind that in the future will justify the estimate of true manhood that only our true friends will now recognize us as possess ing And, whether bad or good at heart, what can give us a loftier idea of the full value of honesty and freedom than to array before us the pleasures and social ameni ties that are the mainsprings of ex istence? What a Hush of shame and self-incrimination mantles the face and pierces the heart when looking “as through a glass darkly” we view the sunny side of life with its manifold pleasures and social graces! And we have willingly ex changed all of these, our very birthrights for a measly mess of pottage that is actually as well as allegorically expressed in prison life. Truly has it been said “He must be a thorough fool who can learn nothing from his own folly.” And right strongly have some of us proven this, by walking into the trap again, while the former wound of its jaws was still fresh and open. Take heart all ye that would drink deep of this earthly heaven in which we are now persona non grata. The fault was our own, and the remedy is in our own hands. Do not be looking for others to hoist you up the ladder into the sunshine. You must do your own climbing if you would gain the sunshine on the mesa of liberty where you may “Laugh, and the world laughs with you.’* The report of Postmaster-General Gary, embodying as it does the re ports and recommendations of the assistant postmasters-general, is an exceptionally important document. A large part of the volume is de voted to an argument, to our mind unanswerable, in favor of the prompt institution by this country of a postal savings bank system. The array of facts and figures marshaled to show the timeliness and importance of this step ought to make a deep impression upon the Congressional mind. The enormous growth of the postal money-order business is adduced as showing how the people already patronize the postal service for the transmission of funds. That they would avail themselves of it to deposit their savings is beyond question. Within a very few years the deposits would be counted by the hundreds of millions. — From “The Progress of the World,” in American Monthly Review of Re views for December. To policemen and other minor officials who have no sympathy for fools who are duped by sharpers must now be added a United States judge. A St. Louis man having procured an indictment against a “medium” through whom he had lost money, the judge held that any one so mentally dwarfed as to believe the medium’s representa tions should not be regarded as a competent witness in criminal prosecution. Dabblers in green goods, fortune-telling, spiritual manifestations, etc., should take the hint and save their money.— John Habberton in Collier’s Weekly. “I have ‘fought, bled and died' for home and country more times than I can count since I have been here,” writes Miss Lilian Bell from London to flu* December Ladies’ Home Journal. "I ought to come home with honorable scars and the rank of field marshal, at least. I never knew how many objection able features America presented to Englishmen until I became their guest and broke bread at their tables. I cannot eat very much at. their dinner parties—l am too busy thinking how to parry their attacks on my America, and (“spe cially my Chicago and my West generally. The English adore Americans, but they loathe Amer ica, and I. for one. will not accept a divided allegiance. ‘Love me. love my dog.’ is my motto. 1 go home from their dinners as hungry as a wolf, but covered with Victo rian crosses. I am puzzled to know if they really hate Chicago more than any other spot on earth, or if they simply love to hear me fight for it. or if their manners need improving. T may myself complain of the horrors of our filthy streets, or of the way we tear up whole blocks at once (here in London they only mend a tea spoonful of pavement at a time; or of our beastly winds which tear your soul from your body, but I hope never to sink so low as to permit a lot of foreigners to do it For even as a Parisian loves his Paris, and as a New Yorker loves his London, so do 1 love my Chi cago.” IPfSl^pgri Cruelty is the easiest way yet discovered of convincing ourselves of our nerve and other people of our cowardice. Up-To-Date. The papers have a paragraph on kissing a girl against her will. We prefer to kiss a girl against her lips—but she might object if she had a Will of her own.— Orange (Ya.) Observer. Somebody has been attempting to bribe a jury down at Kansas City. The rumor prevailed that he was either an ex-banker from St. Paul or an ex-alderman from Minneapolis. Stillwater Gazette. A short time ago a rich bachelor died and left all his wealth to the ladies who had refused to marry him. He said it was to them he was indebted for the happy life he had led.- St. Louis Humorist. Tennessee's anti-masher law is working so well that lady-killing promises to become an extinct sport and Cupid’s darts useless for any but the most conventional kind of bosom-piercing. St. Louis Republic. A New York minister declares that “money is the devil. " If he is correct, the reverend gentleman must acknowledge that he is guilty of trying to raise the devil every time he starts the deacons round with the contribution baskets in his church. —Denver Post. The first attempt at playing foot ball by negroes resulted in a fierce riot at Knoxville, Tenn. The sight of a fellow-creature escaping around the end with a thing that looked like a melon was altogether too much for the southern African blood. —Chicago Record. An Oklahoma man is said to have expended SB,OOO in trying to get an office in Washington which would not have paid him over $1,500 a year had he secured it. This but illustrates another phase of the disease of office seeking. Minneapolis Tribune. There is a good deal said about sugar beets, these days. The editor tips back in his chair and remains painfully silent about the enormous crop of' “beats” he could tell about if he desired, and they are not sugar beats . either.— St_ Peter Journal.