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Thursday, Febrnary 7, 1907- PRISON OFFICIALS. BOARD OF OONTROL. S. W. LBAVBTT - - - Litchfield L. A. ROSING Cannon Falls P. M. RINGDAHL— M. C. Cutter, Secretary REBIDENT OFFIOIALB. ' HENRY WOLFER, - - - Warden M. C. COLLIGAN, Act. Dep. Warden J. BACKLAND, Act. 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 PRISON AGENT. < J. Z. BARNCARD, - - - St. Paul TO INITIATES. For the 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 Frldr.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. k LOCAL NEWS. Lincoln’s birthday occurs nex Tuesday, February 12th. There was no drill last Sunday morning on aooount of the intense eold, it being twenty-four below zero. Father Corcoran held mass in the prison chapel last Sunday morning, the attendance being very large. V State Parole Agent Barncard was at the prison one day last week interviewing those prisoners who will leave during this month. The noble groundhog made his appearance last Saturday. No doubt he returned to his hole well satisfied with his visit, as he was able to see his shadow. Some of the inmates wore a beautiful smile last Friday morn ing at the breakfast table. A change always has a tendenoy to break the ohains of monotony. V / i To the inmate who requested information: The American Poul try Journal, monthly, price 40 cents, is published in Chioago. We are unable to state anything about the American Journal of Science and Arts. One of the waiters in the pris oners’ diningroom complained of being sick last Sunday morning. Considering the size of the two pieces of coffee cake he took in for lunch, no doubt he expeoted to be well by supper time. Guard Gallagher reported for duty last Friday, after being ab sent several weeks on aocount of illness. Mr. Gallagher has been employed at the prison for about twenty years, and his fellow officers were glad to see him on duty again. We wouldn’t mind if we were with the ioemen who are filling the prison icehouse. Morning and afternoons they are provided with a substantial lunch and a pot of steaming hot coffee. The work is hard and very oold, and the boys earn all they get. Visitors were not very numerous about the institntion during the past fortnight on aocount of the severity of the weather. A warm fire has more charm to it than the attractions to be seen at our big establishment when the thermom eter ranges from ten to twenty-five rgrees below zero. The oocupant of cell 398 would be under great obligations to the inmate who would kindly send him Chatfield, Minn., papers. It is expected that the icehouse will be filled by the latter part, of this or the first part of next week. About six hundred tons were stored. The following cell changes were made during the past week: 157 to 591; 150 to hosp.; 372 to 412; 107 to 125; 248 to 107; 101 to 625; 400 to 372; 546 to 378; 663 to 368. All inmates having grammars in their oells belonging to the state, are requested to plaoe them in the exchange box Friday morn ing. Those who attend the night school can retain theirs. The books are needed in the school, room. Prison Population. Six arrivals and seven discharged on expiration of sentence were the changes in the prison population during the past week. Acoording to the papers we notice that there are still quite a number to arrive. The populatiou of the prison is 700, distributed as follows: First grade, 543, second grade, 151, and third grade 6. The last register number is 2062. Chapel Service. The following is the program of the service held in the chapel, Sunday, February 3rd, Father Corcoran officiating: March—“ Little Johnny Jones” Orchestra Hymn—“l Need Tliee Every Hour’’Congregation Scripture Father CorcoraD A Nubian Love Song—“Nublana.” Europe Orchestra Prayer Father Corcoran and Congregation Gospel Reading Father Corcoran Sermon Father Corcoran Hymn—“ Rescue the Perishing”... Congregation March—“ Gay Coney Island” Orchestra Chautauqua meeting. \ All members were present at the regular meeting of the Circle held on Feb. 3rd. In fact, regular at tendance has been a noteworthy feature of late. After the usual routine business had been trans acted the following feast was spread before the guests: “A Plea for Women” Member of Class C “Impressions of an Ocean Voyage” Member Class F “Plano Solo” Secretary “The Physiology of the Brain” Member of Class C “Should Capital Punishment Be Abolished” Critic “A Plea for Women” was in the nature of a reply to the Heliogram man’s strictures upon womankind. The writer suoceeded in establish ing what, in onr less hnmorons moods, must be admitted, that, as an after-dinner speaker once put it, “We cannot get along without the ladies. They are an excellent institution.” The racy style of the member who followed and the vividness of his impressions go far to prove that the new material gathered to the fold by the energy of our president is making good. Muldoon once more paralized his audience by his inimitably interesting lecture on the physiol ogy of the brain. I should say, Muldoon once more had us all guessing and I believe, several members share my regrets that I wasn’t better posted on these weighty questions in the days of my youth. I feel, however, and I trust the circle shares my feeling, that we are learning something. The critic, as was natural, cre ated some disoussion by his treat ment of the subject indicated by the title of his paper. Perhaps, the subjeot of punishment oon oerns us too deeply for a strictly unimpassioned discussion. How ever that may be, his critioal re marks and those of the member who handled his paper gave com plete satisfaction. J. 0., Secretary. Oh, Blue-eyed Child of mine. Away you, oh, blue-eyed child of mine! As yhu are fondled close to mama’s heart; I send you thpse few loving broken IJjies, Tho little know I how to end or start. Because I know that In your prattling way, You are whispering softly: papa, dear; And asking mama what she cannot say, And only answer with a glistening tear. Oh, little lovely blue-eyed son of mine! Who climbed into my lap many a time; You little know your papa’s burden great, Or understand his sad and gloomy fate. But like an angel you are beckoning me To brighter paths, In fairer future years, When I again your lovely face shall see, And mama never more shall walk In tears. Oh, little blue-eyed fairy of my soul! I clasp you to my heart In nightly dreams; And In my broken prayers I wish you all That God may lead you but where blessings beam. L. H. The Prison Mirror, contrib uted to, edited and published by the inmates of the Minnesota state prisoD, at Stillwater, ranks among the cleanest papers morally that come to this office. There is not a tiace in its columns of the degrading, demoralizing, crime -BUggestin£ and creating narratives of scandals and crimes of all sorts that ought to exclude the conven tional “family paper” of the day from the mails, by reason of their indecency. The paper abounds in sound, sane and healthy moral precepts and lessons, and teaches the doctrine of a virtuous life, not to escape the “wages of sin,” but because virtue is a passport to the best life, the happiest life. No matter about the source of the precepts, they are good, and are good reading for the child of any age.—Farm, Stock and Home. H mountain Cion hunt. A few years ago I was acting as cook for a party of hunters in the Bitter Root Mountains, Idaho. Big game of all kinds were plenti ful, such as deer, mountain sheep or goats, bear, lions and bob cats, and occasionally elks are to be found. We were out for bob oats and lions, and had a pack of dogs to hunt them with. There is one thing I have often noticed about a lion or cat hunt; you can whoop and yell all you please, tear thru the brush, etc., and not frighten the animals. We had an old cowpuncher for a team ster, and he would tell stories at night in camp until we fell asleep, then he would get mad because we were not listening, grab a blanket, roll bp in it, and go to sleep chewing the rag. I was a stickler for fresh air, and used to take my blankets a short distance from the tent, make my bed and sleep in the open. The first night we were out I did not go to sleep until late, and when I did, I got to dreaming that the baby was squalling and that I must get up and quiet it. Well, when I did wake up I was in a cold sweat, and found a dog lying on my chest, another across my feet, and the rest of them had my blankets trying to get under them. I wondered what they were scart at; then the baby oried again and I knew. A mountain lion sat on a windfall within fifty yards of the camp, and it was him that was crying. It sounds just like the wail of a baby that is cut ting its teeth. If there is any thing that a dog is afraid of at night it’s a bear, wolf, or a lion. That’s why they were trying to get out of sight. We were up and had breakfast early, and put the pack on the trail of our sleep disturbers, and away they went. A mountain lion will go thru the same tricks as a fox to throw the dogs off his trail. This one run almost dead ahead for two miles before he started to out his trail up; when he did, he did it in good style. Prison flight School The Deputy Warden’s school re port to the Warden for the month of January shows that the attend ance at the night school continues to be good. The average attend ance during* the past month was 164; the highest, 166; and the lo west, 162. Of the foregoing number, 107 voluntarily attend, while the re maining 57 are compelled to at tend, they being here on a reform atory plan sentence. Eighteen were temporarily excused on ac count of illness, and only one was excused permanently. Interest in sohool work continues lively, as only one pupil was reported for inattention to his studies. Problems. Being the man who sent in the problem and who “Anglicus” has seen tit to criticise so severely in last week’s issue of The Mibbob, allow me to say that when I ran across the problem I guessed the answer almost as soon a I read it, it was so “ridiculously simple,” but upon further examination I found it was not so easy to find an analysis as it was to guess the answer, so I submitted it to The Mibbob, hoping some nut cracker would send in a solution to it. Now it is not my purpose here, to cast any “base hints” that “An glicus” cannot solve it, but to as sert that I do not believe he can give an arithmetical analysis to it. “Wild horses couldn’t ‘nor can any other kind,’ draw it out of him.” I am waiting dear “An. glicus” for thine answer. Leo. He jumped to one side from fif teen to twenty feet, ran back a half mile, jumped upon a boulder, ran down the opposite side part way and then sprang out as far as he could, ran a short distance, jumped into a windfall, ran the length of it and back, then jumped to another. His last jump was from one big boulder to another. Old Buck, the oldest dog in the pack, bayed him after a three hours’ run. There was only one man in the crew who had been on a lion hunt before, and that was the guide. He had an old muzzle loader and had it heavily loaded with buckshot. The rest had modern guns, anything from .a 45- 90 to a 303. “Now,” said the guide, “I’ll get on top of this stone and shoo the painter off, and the rest of you fellers string out, and don’t all shoot at once, but sort of resarve yer fire, so that if one of you wound him and he turns to fight, some of you can finish him before he spoils yer complexion.” Well, the guide got on top of the stone to “shoo” him off, but he didn’t “shoo” worth a snap. The lion raised up slow, with his hair standing straight on his neck and back, then he crouched to spring. The guide fell off the stone as tho he was shot. The lion sprang up and out and lit in the center of the pack, and the way fur and hide began to fly was aw ful. Then he shook himself loose from what dogs were still on this side of the happy hunting grounds, and ran away. Three dogs were dead, and the rest of them were bit up in fearful shape. Old Buck, however, had been there before, and knew bet ter than to get within reach of them daws. Every one of them mavericks took a shot at him. The way they mowed down brush was a sight. The old guide jumped upon a boulder and gave him one barrel and then the other. When we got to the lion he looked like a sieve, there wasn’t an inch of hide on him but what was punctured by buokshot We got two lions and a bob cat that trip. 1306. ■"■ ii ■> ■ Wise and Otherwise. I a-By €. A. ¥.-« j Czar Nicholas sets up a loud howl that he is surrounded by en emies. The fact has been appar ent to any man of - discernment for some months; this only shows how slow Nick is in taking a tum ble; however, he seems amply able to look out for himself. He has taken to writing poetry, and read ing the same to all who will listen. It is said that even the nihilists cannot withstand this attack, and have taken to the woods. A Illinois girl hypnotized a young man and now she cannot bring him out of it. She is pretty badly scared, but really I see no cause for alarm. Many men are hypnotized by a pretty girl and many of them never come out of this most entrancing trance; once in awhile one, the Duke of Marl borough for example, wakes up just in time to see his meal ticket disappear in the halls of the di vorce court, and he, as did Count “Boney” de Castellane, exclaims: “How provoking!” I am pleased to welcome our young friend “Anglicus” as a regu lar contributor to the columns of The Mibbob. His bi-weekly re ports as secretary of the Chautau qua Circle are always spicy and interesting, and I am always re warded with a new inspiration or two by reading them. We can only judge the future by the past. Accepting this self-evident truth in its most complete sense I am satisfied that one and all will be richly repaid by carefully watch ing Salt and Supersalt from week to week. While I am handing out bou quets I want to toss one up to Heliograms. Heliograms in com mon with all writers is at times better than his average; at other times a great deal worse than his average, but in the issue for Jan uary 24 every comment he made had the snap and go of newly ground ginger, and the sparkle and sheen of a newly out diamond, and not a glass one either. The Japs literally waste noth ing. They harvest about fifty varieties of seaweed cast up on their shores. The coarser kinds are eaten with fish in a kind of a beef stew as F. would putit, while the finer varieties figure in soups. It is said whole villages are given over to the utilizing of this seaweed which in this country is waste. I want to call the at tention of the packer barons to these same Japanese. They ought to make good superintendents for the packing houses. A Jap would probably buy a phonograph und save even the squeal of the hog which now goes to waste. By a vote of 70 to 1 the Senate has passed a bill limiting the oon~ secutive number of hours whioh a railroad man may be on duty to sixteen. After having put in sixteen hours he shall be permitted to rest for ten consecutive honrs. While this bill is not satisfactory it is an entering wedge and paves the way .for a sane and reasonable measure. It is interesting to note that the one dissenting vote was oast by Mr. Petters of Alabama. He did not oppose the bill bat de clares the state and not Congress should regulate inter-state oom meroe. Evidently the aged sena tor needs reconstructing. In his eye the United States is not « nation but abe a nation. I some how gained the idea that this question was settled in 1861 and that the United States is a nation.