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Thursday, March SI, 1907* PRISONOFFICIALS. board of control. S. W. LEAVETT - - - 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 PRIBON AGENT. J. Z. BARNCARD, - - - St. Paul TO INMATES. 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 Kridry 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’cloclc everv Sunday morning. Pro testant and Catholic service every alternate Sunday. Rev. S. J. Ken nedy, and Rev. Fr. Corcoran chap lains. LOCAL NEWS. i I < Six new members were admitted! to the Chautauqua Circle at its meeting last Sunday. Five cars of hemp were received at the twine department last Satur day. This, with that which was recently received, very nearly fills the warehouse to the roof. As yet none of the men of this institution have been troubled by the latest affliction—brain storm. It may get here in time, as it is a far cry from here to New York. Night Guard Hill, who went on his vacation one day last week, will return the latter part of this week. Guard Fisher is on nights during the former’s absence. Daring the sunshiny days of last week innumerable wasps were to be seen about the oellhouse build* ing. These wasps seldom sting a prisoner, for they evidently be lieve that prisoners have troubles enough of their own. If this beautiful weather of the past week continues there will be little snow left in the yard. The big snowbanks of three and four feet in depth are rapidly disappear ing, and it will not be long before the lawnmower is again with us. One of our printers departed for greener fields last Friday morning. Altho he admitted that Friday is unlucky to some people, he said he had no fears of coming back on this score. The printers wish him godspeed and hope that Opportun ity will knock at his door at least three times a day. The writer of the Muldoon arti cles will not appear for several weeks, as he desired a vaoation. He has been writing these articles for a long time, and has done re markably well. If possible, we would like to see our staff contrib utors enjoy a rest amid more pleasant surroundings, but, alas! fate decrees otherwise. r-J For the benefit of the new ar rivals, we wish to say that the library slips are taken up by the night guards on the following evenings: On galleries one and two, Wednesday and Saturday. On number three gallery, Monday and Thursday. On number four, five and six galleries, Tuesday and Friday. The slips should be placed upon the crossbar of your door, on the nights designated, before the gong rings to retire. The following transfers were made during the past week: 623 to 224; 434 to 24; 106 to 509; 89 to 159. One of the inmates who is sub jected to fits had a severe fall last Monday as he was leaving his cell. Mis head received a bad cut which rendered him unconscious. Out side of the cut on his head, the man has entirely recovered from the shock. ' Work will be resumed at the site for the new prison as soon as the weather permits. There is considerable grading yet to be done. If the present bill before the legislature, which calls for an appropriation of $500,000, passes work on the new prison is likely to begin at once. Edward Williams, who has been an inmate of this institution for the past three years, died of heart disease at the prison hospital a week ago last Wednesday. He was sentenced from Morrison County March 24, 1904, to serve five years for foigery in the second degree. The deceased was about thirty years old at the time of his death. Nightmares are not very pleas ant things to have, and it is a good thing they don’t happen very of ten. One of the inmates informec us the other , evening that he dreamed he had suddenly been transported to another world. When he arrived there he was put to work bitting off the heads o:! ten-penny nails. He said that when he woke up the next morn ing he was very thankful they were not railroad spikes. There is optimism for you in big chunks. One day last week Steward Coles detected a peculiar oder in his department that almost drove him frantic. Calling in the serv ices of his clerk and runner, they proceeded to locate the offensive smell. It was traced under the floor near his desk, and all hands began removing the boards. When several of the boards were taken up they found the cause of the smell; it was a dead mouse. “Great Soott, is that all!” exclaimed M l ’. Coles, “I thought we, would fine the carcas of an ox.” On the front page we print an article on prohibition that was re cently read before the Chautauqua Circle. The writer of this article is sincere in what he says, as we have positive information that he has been a teetotaler for the past two years. He does not get hys terical in describing the woes of this monumental evil, but deals with faots in a calm and logical manner. No doubt some of the members of the circle who are the “proud” owners of a blossom will disagree with him, and make a rejoinder in the near future. CDapel Service. The following is the program of the service held in the chapel, Sunday, March 17th, Father Cor coran officiating: March—“ The Steel Ktog” Orchestra Characteristic Piece—" Dream of the Rarebit.... Fiend” Orchestra Hymn—“My Faith Looks Up to Thee” Congregation Scripture Father Corcoran Medley Overture—“ Popular Songs.” Von Tilzer Orchestra Prayer Father Corcoran and Congregation Gospel Reading Father Corcoran Sermon Father Corcoran Hymn—“ The Gospel Bells” Congregation March—“ The Jolly General” Orchestra Prison Population. The population of the prison during the past week has been on the decline. There were six ar rivals, eight discharged on expi ration of sentence, and three who left on parole. The population of the prison is 706, distributed as follows: First grade, 524, seoond grade, 175, and third grade 7. The last register number is 2105. the Better lliew. When L'feis full of trials and care, And Fate seems so unkind, ’Tis then we flud It bard to bear i The “Golden Rule" in inind. ( For human nature, frail Indeed; If thwarted Its desires, Is ever prompt witli word or deed ! Tp kindle Passion’s fires, , Wlieu friendship’s turned to enmity Wliat rancor we reveal; To soothe our wounded vanity How frenzied Is our zeal! ’Tis then with malice we upbraid, While to our aid we bring Invective harsh, madgn tirade. Sarcasm’s bitter sting. There’s nothing gained, ’tis trite but true; It seldom ever pays. Our faults and fallings to review Before the worldly gaze. When’er so proud we give offense This obvious truth recall, Tbe higher*reached the eminence Far greater Is the fall, * Refrain from animosity, ’Tis folly; yet, alas! How we’ll cherish spite and envy Nor let dissensions pass I Don’t grudge the kindly word of cheer When effort merits praise; Too prone to censure or to sneer, The shallow soul betrays. In time of need assistance lend, Forgetting clique or clan Tbe hand of fellowship extend, There Is no better plan. So take Life’s burdens up again, Meet trouble with a smile; Tbe frailties of our fellow-men, Forgiving all the while. Then, when the Reaper comes at last, Regrets will be but few If e’er we profit by the past And choose tbe better view. R. The following puzzle has been going the rounds of the press. Can you solve it? Don’t retrace a line and only take the pencil off the paper three times. Chautauqua meeting. The meeting of the circle held on March 17, proved to be well up to the average. Six new members were admitted, making the total membership twenty-six, of whom no less than sixteen stand to the credit of the present membership oommittee, and its executive officer, the president of the circle. After roll-call, circulation of books and a short discussion under the head of private business, the following program was taken up: “Modern Methods of Dressing Furs” Member of Class C “International Peace” Member of Class B Piano Solo—“ Polish Dance” Secretary “Mexico: Some Peculiar Laws and Strange ... People” Member of Class A “Law and Its Relation to Justice” Member of Class B The author of the first paper took up the fur trade where the author of “A Few Phases of the Fur Trade” left it, followed the skins to the faotory, held his nose and gave a clear description of the tanner’s method. The new mem ber who followed made a very favorable impression on the cirole, as his oareful study of the subject, the sincerity of his views and, above all, his excellent delivery much more than compensated for the handicap which the full dis cussion of this subject last year might have imposed on him. The author of “Mexico,” also making his debut, plainly knew the coun try from end to end, and succeed ed in removing that supercilious and illogical prejudice against the “greaser” which at times crops out in “God’s country.” The paper which closed the program was a very serious and thoughtful essay on a question of which some of us are apt to take a one-sided view. The critic, in his remarks, gave praise to the entire program, as indeed it thoroughly deserved. Time having expired, the oircle was deoiared adjourned. J. 0., Secretary. Che D. 0. Brand. I had heard a good deal said about Hank’s new horse by differ ent cowmen, but I had never seen him. So when Hank asked me to go out to Flat Coulee to see if I could tell what ailed him, I went, dank told me on the way out that he had bought him from the police up in Canada, that he was a blotched B horse, one of the best in Montana. “Well, Hank,” said I, “I have never seen a cayuse act like that one. I believe he is locoed Did you give him anything in the line of medicine?” “Yes,” said Hank, “I gave him a dose of condition powders. At first he acted like he had the col ic, but after I gave him the pow ders he started to tear up the country, like he is doing now. Beats me; I never saw anything Like it before.” We went back to town and Hank went and got the powders to show them to me. I thought I would kill my fool self laughing when I caught sight of that box. No wonder that poor cayuse was scratching up the landscape and showing signs of wanting to set. Hank had been feeding him pow ders for chickens. “Hu,” said Hank, “see some thing funny round here. Show me so I can laugh, too.” Well I tried to explain to him where he was wrong, but Hank oouldn’t see it. That’s why I swallowed half of a cigar, got a black eye, and had my coat tore up the back. Three days after the foregoing incident, Hank’s fine horse was stolen. First horse I ever stole, too. I took him to a ranch up on Milk River, and with the aid oi: common shoe blaoking I changed three white stockings and a star to jet black. With a pair of clippers and an old razor I made a blotched B bar horse out of him. I kept him a week and then brought him back to town, tying him in front of the Prairie Bell. Pretty soon along came Hank looking as de jected as a captured horse thief. “Hello, Hank,” said I, careless like. “What’s the trouble? You look as tho you had lost some thing.” “I have,” said Hank. “Some fiop-eared maverick stole my cay use, and if I get my claws on him he is a sure gone goslin. Ain’t heard of him have you?” “No,” said I, “I haven’t. Don’t want to buy a good cayuse, do you?” “Sure; where is your crow bait?” “That’s him tied in front of the Prairie Bell. Come and look at him.” Hank looked him over for a few minutes and then wanted to know what I wanted for him. “One hundred and fifty,” said I, making it good and strong, just to see Hank get choked with emotion, which he did. He sputtered around like a fretting phonograph at its initial start off. “Bub,” said he when he got so he could talk, “I will give you SIOO.OO for that cayuse. Is it a go?” “Sure,” said I, “It’s yours (which was more truth than fiction) all but the bridle and saddle.” He went and got the money and took the horse, and strutted up the street like a young turkey gobbler just sprouting its tail feathers. I went over to the P. P. Mercantile Company’s store and left the money with the manager, with the understanding that it was to be turned over to Hank with a letter I had written, just as soon as he found out he had been bun coed. In the letter I told Hank that the next time he asked a friend to do him a favor, not to turn round afterwards and lick him because he did not give satis faction. Poor way to treat a friend, but the reader will meet these kind of people every day. Their brand is N. G. in big capitals. 1306. —-V Wise and Otherwise, j a-By C. A. l[.-m , | Recently in one of the large St. Louis theatres the company was presented with two cabbages. They came over the heads of the orchestra from admirers in the audience. The two particular ac tors who were before the footlights when the cabbage arrived didn’t seem to appreciate vegetables in that particular form; in fact they raised a row about it. Actor-men are peculiar; cabbage is good, and can be eaten; therefore it ought to be of value to any actor. Had those boys in the audience tossed over a bunch of roses these actor men would have been all smiles. A cabbage is a more practical form of appreciation than arose, but the “perfesh” evidently cannot see it. Dowq in Virginia a man named Bywater betrayed a young girl, the sister of two men named James and Philip Strother. Being compelled to right the wrong he had done by marrying the young woman, he attempted to desert her and was killed by the brothers. A jury spent one hour and thirty mjnutes in acquitting both broth ers. The judge evidently approved the verdict because in discharging the jury he took occasion to say: “Gentlemen of the jury, I thank you for a verdiot which I think will be approved by the public. It is' an established precedent in the state of Virginia that no man tried for defending the sanctity of his home should be found guilty.” It is to the lasting shame of our own fair state of Minnesota that the same precedent does not ob tain here. Is our standard of morals, our code of ethics, and our veneration for sanctity of our homes, our wives, sisters and daughters lower than that of our sister state? It certainly appears Every once in awhile some physical scientist throws a scare into me that fairly makes me rear up and gasp for breath. I was just getting over the idea that all our big cities were going to be wiped out this year by earthquakes when along comes another Professor Dome Head who solemnly avers that our old world and the solar system of which it is part is only good for about 400,000 years more and that by that time this iron handed, smiling old earth, that rises up and smashes us just where we live, when we ain’t looking, will be a waterless, trackless, air less land, all to the bad. Such in formation coming to men situated as we are is most depressing; but now comes Professor Lancaster, and he is not disturbed about the earth. He says: “It seems probable that there is enough radium in the suu to keep up its continual output of heat, and enough in the earth to make good its loss of heat by radiation into space for an almost indefinite period,” so perhaps things ain’t so bad after all, and when I get over this attack of the grippe, if I ever do, the sun may begin to shine again, and I can eat mince pie for supper without dreaming that Muldoon is using Heliogram’s bald head for a football, and that lam the backstop. If Professors Dome Head and Lancaster will let things hold together until my pa role date rolls around I won’t say a word, no matter what happens after that.