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Thursday, November 22, 1906. PRISONOFFICALS. BOARD OF CONTROL. O. B. GOULD, Chairman Winona S. W. LBAVBTT - - - Litchfield L. A. ROSING M. C. Cutter, Secretary REBIDENT OFFIOIALB. HENRY WOI.FKR, - - - Warden J. S. GLBNNON, - Deputy Warden M. C. COLLIGAN, Asst. Dep. Warden H. W. DAVIS, Clerk and Acct. Officer ROBERT M. COLES, - - Steward B. J. MERRILL, - - - Physician MISS MARY McKINNEY, - Matron S. J. KENNEDY, Protestant Chaplain CHAS. CORCORAN, Cath. Chaplain PRIBON AGENT. J. Z. BARNCARD, - - - St. Paul TO INMATES. For tbe information of new arrivals and all others desiring to send The Mirror to friends we wish to say that the privilege will be granted by com plying with the following rules: Write out your own name and register num ber and send to this office with name and address of person to whom paper is to be sent. Each paper must be kept clean and folded in the same manner as It is when you receive it and placed in your door every Fridf.y night. All in mates are requested to comply with this order whether sending out a copy or not. CHURCH NOTICE. Service in the Prison Chapel at nine o’clock every Sunday morning. Pro testant and Catholic service every alternate Sunday. Rev. S. J. Ken nedy, and Rev. Fr. Corcoran chap lains. LOCAL NEWS. Guard Harding is now stationed at the solitary. The following transfers were made during the past week: 31 to 48; 248 to 455. Five oars of New Zealand fibre were received at warehouse V dur ing the forepart of this week. The occupant of cell 513 would appreciate the kindness very much if some inmate would send him a Winnipeg paper. Chaplain Kennedy was a visitor at this institution one day last week. He was holding interviews with those who requested to see him. Guard Gallagher is absent 'on account of illness. Mr. Gallagher is one of the oldest guards at the prison, and it is a rare thing for him to be absent. Guard Casino left on his ten days’ vacation last Monday. Be fore he returns he expects to visit his home town, which he hasn’t seen for several years. Captain Alexander was away on business for several days during the past week. Guard Walsh had charge of the cell house during the former’s absence. One of the inmates who has shown marked evidence of insan ity on numerous occasions, was transferred to the Rochester hos pital during the past week. There will be fifteen prisoners discharged from this institution during the month of December. Some of them will be out in time to spend Christmas at home. The following are the titles of the papers to be read at next Sun day’s meeting of the Chautauqua Circle: “China,” “Immigration,” “Business Opportunities,” and “The Costume Designer.” Twine circulars and order blanke stating the price of next season’s output of binder twine, were sent out during the past two weeks. There were about fifty thousand circulars and three times as many order blanks. The oold weather makes it quite difficult for the band boys to play while the men are marching Sun days. Last Sunday, altho not very oold, they retired to one of the shop buildings in order to keep their instruments from freez ing. The watermain running along Main St. broke during the past week. This little aocident was the cause of developing a big job for the plumbers, as they had to dig down about seven feet before find ing the leak. Since “Shorty” received that fine strop, he has been stropping his razors twice as often as hereto fore. We learn that the boys whom he shaves are not kicking They are hopiDg that his interest in the strop will continue. Deputy Warden Colligan visited Minneapolis last Saturday to see the game of football played on Northrop Field between Minne sota and Carlisle. As he is a Gopherite to the backbone, we would not be a bit surprised if he left a few cartwheels behind him. One of the inmates wants to know whether it is correct to say “That the man was found frozen to death;” or, “That he was found frozen.” He asked us to publish this as a query, and also to print the replies. If we receive two or more answers we shall publish them next week. The delay in getting out last week’s edition of The Mirror was due to the breakdown of a hori zontal rib on the cylinder press at the Gazette office where the pa per is printed. These unforseen accidents are bound to occur once in a while, even in the best of print shops like the Gazette office. A tenor singer was added to the prison choir last week and made his initial bow at the chapel ser vice last Sunday morning. They say he is a “tener” of the first quality and sang so well that sev eral of the men, who ai;e troubled with poor eyesight, put on their glasses in order to get a better look at him. Warden Wolfer attended the annual conference of the Minne sota State Board of Charities and Correction held at Red Wing during the past week. He took part in the program and read a paper entitled, “The Indetermi nate Sentence.” The article is a fair and just plea for a slight modification of our criminal code, and we take pleasure in publishing the same in this week’s issue. Paul Haswell, who has been an inmate of the hospital for some time past, passed away last Satur day night. He was received from Polk Co., December Bth, 1904, having been sentenced to this in stitution for three and one half years for grand larceny in the second degree. For the past two weeks a nurse was appointed to care for him, and everything was done to ease his suffering. We were asked the other even ing how long one is entitled to re tain the weekly exchanges. They should be kept only one night. Those who keep weekly papers more than one night are doing an injustice to the person who sends them, as he expects thatthe papers will reach the several numbers which he has placed thereon. Tore tain papers two or three nights de prives others from an opportunity to see them. New arrivals are not very nu merous this fall, and it is not like ly that there will be quite so many to arrive as there were last year at this time or the year previous. We do not conolude from this that crime is on the increase or de crease. The floating population of a state is an uncertain proposi tion to figure on. One year it may be that Chicago is infested with crooks, then Minneapolis, and again Pittsburg. That such has been the case, we need only sum up the history of the past few years. Prison Site graded. The State Board of Control now has the site for the new prison at Stillwater graded and will be ready to break ground for the erection of new buildings in the spring. The site for the new pris on is two and one-half miles from the old prison, half way between Stillwater and South Stillwater, and not far from the river. The site inoludes 160 acres. A large amount of grading was necessary, and SIO,OOO was invested in that work. The 160 acres cost the state $12,500, making a total invest ment at present of $22,500. The original appropriation for the site, grading, etc., was $75,000. This leaves the board now with $52,500 with which to start new buildings in the spring. , The board has ar ranged for the erection of a two story stone building, the first story to be a twine factory, and the sec ond a dormitory. There will also be a warehouse and a power house. —Minneapolis Journal. If you’ll sing a song as you go along, In the face of the real or the fancied wrong, la spite of the doubt if you’ll fight it out, Aud show heart that is brave and stout; If you’ll laugh at the jeers and refuse the tears, You’ll force the ever reluctant cheers That the world denies when the coward cries, To give the man who gravely tries. Aud you’ll win success with a little song — If you’ll sing the song as you go along! If you’ll sing a song as you plod along, You’ll find that the push rushing throng Will catch the strain of the glad refrain; That the sun will follow the blinding rain; That the clouds will fly from the blackened sky; That the stars will come out by and by, And you’ll make new friends, till hope descends From where the placid rainbow bends. And all because of a little song— If you’ll sing the song as you plod along! If you’ll sing a song as you trudge along, You’ll see that the singing will make you strong, And the heavy load and the rugged road And the sting and the stripe of the tortuous goad Will soar with the note that you set afloat That the beam will change to a trifling mote; That the world is bad when you are sad, And bright and beautiful when glad. That all you need is a little song— If you’ll sing the song as you trudge along! —lt. McLain Fields, in School Education. J\ OPinter in the (floods. Some years ago I hired out to a lumber firm in Minneapolis to go to the pineries as cookee. In the party that left for the camp, were two sawyers, three swampers, and two top loaders. The employ ment agent took us to the depot, bought our tickets, and started us for Ackley, Minn. The camp was a mile and a half from Ackley, aoross a lake. We arrived at the camp about eleven p. m. I, who had never been in the woods be fore, stretched my neck about a foot rubbering. Malone, the foreman of the camp, came into the bunkhouse, looked us over, and then asked me if my mamma knew I was away from home, and what I was there for. I told him I had hired out to cook. Well, I had to go on the grade gang building logging roads. The next morning we were oalled bright and early, and immediately after breakfast we started for the grade. At the first snow they get out the water tank and begin to make ice roads. Then the sawyers start to work. They worked about a week before we began skidding. I was given the job of chaining. A chainer has to fol low a skidding team, chain the logs for the teamster, follow them to the skidway, and tail them down. I worked at this for about a month, and then I was put on as Prison Population. There were seven arrivals, five discharged on expiration of sen tence, and two to leave on parole during the past week. The population of the prison is 675, distributed as follows: First grade, 534, second grade, 131, and third grade 10. The last register number is 1979. The following is the program of the service held in the chapel Sunday, November 18th, Rev. S. J. Kennedy officiating: March—“ Little Johnny Jones” Orchestra Doxology Congregation Invocation Rev. S. J. Kennedy Gloria Congregation Scripture + Rev. S. J. Kennedy Hymn—“ Stand Up for Jesus” Congregation Prayer Rev. S. J. Kennedy Anthem—“ Zion Awake” Choir Sermon Rev. S. J. Kennedy Piano Solo—" Chopin’s First Ballad” Member of Orchestra Hymn—“ What a Friend We Have in Jesus” ..Congregation Benediction Rev. S. J. Kennedy March—“ College Life” Orchestra SING A SONG. road monkey. A road monkey has to keep the ruts in good condition, put hay on the hills so a load of logs won’t go down too fast. From this I went to cooking. Oh, it’s a snap all right! Up at three a. m., build the fire, shove the beans into the oven to get warm, call the bullcook, (or chore boy) wake the cook, who, by the way, is the best-natured fellow you ever saw at this time of day. He hits the top of the range a lick-and-a-promise with a chunk of fat, dumps on a dishpanful of beefsteak, and breakfast is started. The cookee has nothing to do then but to pull out the pan of beans, put in the hash, and make flapjaoks the rest of the time. Fifteen minutes before breakfast you go into the bunkhouse and call the I once had a joke played on me that pretty nearly done me up. It was after we had our first snow. Malone sent me to the blacksmith for a crosshaul. Not knowing a canthook from -a swamphook, of course I didn't know what a cross haul was. He gave me a go-devil, (a kind of sled) and I dragged the thing four miles into the woods. A crosshaul is the space across the end of a skidway where a team travels. In deoking logs they dear a driveway for the team to work in. That’s what they call a crosshaul. I guess you see the joke now. 1306. Chapel Service. r Wise and Otherwise. | n-Bf C. A. IT.-0J When 1 see a man of talent, man gifted in music, drawing or mechanics, possessing a fine mind which if cultivated, promises on limited possibilities, deliberately wasting his God given gifts, it sometimes seems to me that in the mystery of life and birth, all of which is beyond onr understand ing, this lazy, short-sighted man has captured somebody’s property— the gift he doesn’t value must surely be another’s—that some where on this earth of ours lives a man with poetry, mnsic, or art in his soul, and no talent for express ing it, and that he has been cheated out of his right; that his soul beats against its limitations as a bird beats its wings against the bars of its cage, and that the man who has stolen and wasted his talent will somewhere, some day be called to account for the shameful misuse of that which, in the hands of its rightful owner, would have made the world a richer, sweeter abiding place for God’s elect. A few weeks ago I noted in this column that the New York Cen teral Railway was installing elee tric power on its lines out of New York City. The venture is prae tically complete and is proving an amazing success. Thirty-five huge electric engines, of 2,200 horse power each, are in commission. A few days since one of these engines picked up a train of eight heavy Pullmans, and made eighty-two miles an hour, and so evenly does she pull her load that a brimming glass of water, can be held in the hand in one of the cars while the train is making a mile a minute, and not a drop be spilled. These engines attain full speed within one minute of starting and can be brought to a full stop, from full speed, within a train length, and that, too, without discomfort to the passengers. The beginning of the end of steam as a motive power is in sight. Candidly speaking, itisnodoubt true that it is none of my business what men read, but daily, as I sort over my pile of magazines, and newspapers I am struck with the great number of them, which, clean and moral enough in tone, are nevertheless absolutely worthless to anyone excepting as an agency for killing time. Practically speak ing, there are no men here who on their release can begin life again anywhere but at the foot of the ladder; few indeed are there who by educational qualifications are fitted for an even chance at the foot of the ladder. True, the night school is doing a noble work among those who have the energy to try to help themselves, but a large per centage of those who do not attend school, could add vastly to their stock of knowledge by a system of careful reading. The library is full of valuable books, while there are many more that are of no value excepting as time killers; the same is true of current publications. The desultory reading of inane publications, fiotion, love makings etc., is deplorable among such as we. The object is to kill time, and as time is life, measured out on the installment plan, the virtual end and aim of he who persues such a system of reading is suicide, pure and simple. By our own acts we have deliberately shortened our lives to the extent of the time rep resented in our sentences. If we . have any regard for our future prospects ought we not to improve our spare hours by practical read ing and study? Do we not owe it to ourselves to save as much as i possible from the wreck?