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Thursday. August 25,1910. PRISON OFFICIALS. board of oontrol. CHARLES HALVORSON - - Dawson P. M. RINGDAL - - - Crookston C. E. VASALY - Little Falls J. D. Mills, Secretary REBIDENT OFFICIALS. HENRY WOLFER. - - - Warden J.BACKLAND, - - Deputy Warden J. J, Asst- Deputy Warden H. W. DAVIS, Clerk and ACCt- Officer T. W. ALEXANDER, - - Steward B. J. MERRILL, - - - PhysiciftS MISS MARY McKINNEY, - Matron CHAS. CORCORAN, Oath. Chaplain C. E. BENSON, Protestant Chaplain PRIBON AGENT, J. Z. BARNCARD, - - - St. Paul Chapel Service. The following is the program of the service held in the ohapel, Sun day, Aug. 21, Father Corcoran of ficiating: March —Fascinating Ragtime Glide Orchestra Dance of the Whip Poor Will Orchestra Hymn—My Faith Looks Up to Thee, Congregation Medley Overture —Hits 1910 Orchestra Stricture ••• Corcorflti Si" Member of Choir Prayer Father Corcoran and Congregation Gospel Reading Father Corcoran Sermon .Father Corcoran Hymn —Jesus, Lover of My Soul Congregation March—Silver Bell Orchestra Band Program. Following is the musical program rendered by the local band on Sunday. Aug. 21: March —Old Comrades Feike March— Chicago Post Brooks Intermezzo —Sylvan Rose Kiefer Selection— Honeymoon Trail Howard March— Minneapolis Exposition Brooke March —Delano St. Clair MIRRORETTES. The regular Fall influx will soon begin. These are sleepful—not sleepless —nights. The weather continues pleasant for a change. Old Repeater makes a good post man once in a while. “Them suppers” for the school teachers are not far away. The visitors are streaming through in large numbers daily. One of the gatemen is raising a fine crop of alfalfa —on his map. Tailor Nelson, as usual, is pre pared for the Fall rush of busi ness. Mr. D. M. continues to grind out very good stories and fine po etry. There are nearly seventyfive per sons employed here now on farm machinery work. The local night school will be gin its next term of eight months on Monday, Sept. 19. The occupant of 407 will be thankful for magazines and re ligious papers sent to him. Prof. Webb has been gurgling of late. Look out for another one of hiß famous monologues. Uncle John is a busy man these days “mit his band and orchestra.” He always ’tends to biznuz. The Literary Digest is coming into great demand around here. It is a fine weekly publication. Capt. Whelan has his eagle eye on some of the prowlers. Better look a “leedle out.” It pays to be good. “Neffer ag’in 1” exclaimed a local gentleman of Teutonic flavor, “not even if I live ninetyuiue more years—yet.” The new vegetables are coming in a little more profusely and bountifully. The vegetable season was late this year. A new gas range was recently installed in the kitchen. House Steward Anderson and his cream and chocolale assistants may now fry things a frazzle. The resident in 506 will be glad to receive illustrated weeklies and magazines. He is a good fellow. Shoot ’em along. The local schoolteachers are nervously awaiting the announce ment of the names of the faoulty for the next terr% Busioess is beginning on next year’s twine output. Inquiries for the following season’s supply are coming in it ip reported. The cool nights recently were a great relief and no mistake. The laddiebucks moved along with more gimp and ginger in the mornings. The printshop is engaged in rushing out the Warden’s Sixteenth Biennial Report —a volume this year of about 140 pages, including many tables. One Brown, known as Samson hereabouts, is playing old mule in the pressroom. He plays matinee engagements only as he is a special afternoon performer. Mistah Arkansaw says: “Ali’m feelin’ better now, suli, Guv’nor, yessuk. Ah suttinly kin stan al most anything if I kin only git hold of some spo’tin’ papahs—yes snb, Guv’nor!” The President of the local Chau tauqua Circle is on the lookout — and outlook, too—for more mem bers. Those who desire to join will do well to communicate with him on the subject. The Zumbro Chief has made a small electric fan for his own use. There’s an idea. Why not make a thousand of them ? Each inmate no doubt would be pleased to buy one for “home” use. King, the new florist, is doing firstrate. Unlike his predecessor, he is prompt to his meals. King is voted a good feller all around. He will be heard from in the local Hall of Fame before long. Butoh continues t o boost the eating of vegetables. “The health iest things vat anybody kin eat are vegetables,” he said the other day. “Uf yuh don’ b’lieve me ask Ber narr Macfadden of Fizzicul Cul chure.” The Matron and her assistants are engaged in their annual sewing fest. They are sewing 15,000 cop ies of this year’s Hand Book of the Minnesota State Prison and as usual are turning out the very best kind of work. It is reported that the twine making capacity of the plant at the New Prison will be doubled ere long and the machinery will be sent down from the plant at this place. Supt. Williams will have to move before long probably. The Pierian Circle will soon re sume its fortnightly sessions. The local Chautauqua Circle affords an opportunity for intellectual ad vancement to those who are am bitious iu that direction. Those who wish to join may make their aspirations known to any guard. Prison Life As I Found It is the title of the story which will ap pear in the Septenber number of The Century, the leading high class magazine of the world, the author of which is the former well known local poet. The story is being extensively advertised and of course must be a good one to get into The Century. Personal. Mr. Carl Munson has returned from a recent outing. Warden Wolfer was in the Twin Cities reoently for a day. Assistant Deputy Warden Sul livan is away on vacation. Mr. Walter MoKellar has hac his vacation and is Johnnie on the job again. MIRROR MAIL. DIFFERS WITH HUBBARD. To the Editor: That Eibert Hubbard is a great 1 philosopher the majority acquaint ed with his writings readily admit. Nor is he merely a philosopher. He is a great literary artist, an orator, a practical business man and occasionally a humorist. But there are times when Elbert over zealous in his promulgation of the Gospel of Plutooracy is responsible for statements, which to say the least, are debatable. Such a one is that contained in the August number of The Fra which runs as follows: “Art, lit erature and music subsist on the sufferance, patronage and enconr agement that business men sup ply.” This means that art in all its branches is parasitic, is with ou t those virtual qualities with which it has been credited and ex ists only because tolerated by those engaged in more material puisuits. The patronage of business men withdrawn, art would become de funct. Yet art is older than busi ness as we understand that term today. Art exists amoog primeval people, crude certainly, but art nevertheless. To what galaxy of businessmen was Ossian indebted, or Homer, Dante, Thoreau? Art does not subsist on the sufferance and patronage of business men, for he artist in either architecture, literature or colors is as much of a business man and engaged in work that is just as necessary to human welfare, as the organizer of a trust intended to deal in commodities which require less labor to pro duce. The term business man is suscep tible of many interpretations, but using the one that Hubbard him self has supplied, “business means making things that people want,” Ido not think it would be unfair to include art. “Business men,” he eays, “build factories, towns, railroads, tunnel mountains, drain swamps, pave streets and construct sewers.” But the business man does not do all this. In part, he is responsible for its accomplishment, but in how much is he indebted to the artist, the architect and liter ateur who impart the knowledge which makes this accomplishment possible? Thinkbinks Small opinions often cause the biggest of arguments. When false teeth are kept in their place they are all right. A great many city girls would not have rosy complexions if they could not buy them. A woman points the finger of scorn at a man, but she will poke it in the eye of another woman. People who by chance sit on a bent pin must be blessed, because they surely will rise again. The man who applauds in the wrong place is just one notch ahead of the man who never applauds at all. It is a very common thing to hear young marriageable women say when they get married they are going to marry a man. Let us hope they do. Stillwater may mean chestnuts in Latin, but it means a place of confinement for some of its inhab itants for a long time to. come and against their own free will. Scientists tell us that man has made wonderful improvements on nature. Sure he has, but he can never make a sprinkling pot to take the place of a thunder storm nor an irrigated strawberry to taste like a shortcake. ft. S. New Prison News. Guard Zimmerman is Acting Deputy daring the absence of Mr. Coles who is on his vacation. Most of the men employed on the site are working overtime and two shifts working day and night are employed in making the ex cavations. The frame work on the new fac tory is finished and the bricklayers are now at work on the second story. Much progress i s being made to say the least. The familial faces here are grad ually beginning to disappear and newcomers are received almost daily, five new men having been received during the past week. Flower Sunday was observed here Sanday Aug. 14. Flowers were distributed among the in mates by the ladies of the Women’s Christian Temperance Union. These worthy ladies were accom panied by Warden Wolfer and Deputy Warden Backland. Before departing on his vaca tion Deputy Warden Coles left his canary bird, which originally came from the sanctum, in the dormi tory in charge of Smithy. At morn ing, noon and night th e “little feathered missionary” cheers the inmates here with his song and the boys will certainly miss him when Mr. Coles returns. Everything is hustle and bustle out at the farm these days and de spite the lack of rain these past few weeks everything is doing re markably well. Moisture has been conveyed to the celery and cabbage plants by irrigation aud the farm ers declare that the tomato plants outrival any in the State. The men are being complimented daily by passing farmers who have not been so successful themselves. Many declare that the present thriving condition of things in gen eral at the M. S. P. farm is due to the superiority of the land. This is not the case, however. It is all in knowing how. The boys on the M. S. P. farm “are there with the goods” when it comes to farming —scientific o r otherwise. More power to them. Supt. Williams is running light on the muaufacture of string for next year’s busiuess—but things will be humming all along the line very soon. D. M. Latest Baseball News. Following are the percentage tables of the three leading leagues up to and in cluding Tuesday’s games: NATIONAL LEAGUE. Won. Lost. Pet. Chicago 74 35 .679 Pittsburg 66 42 .611 New York 62 45 .579 Philadelphia 55 55 .500 Cincinnati 55 57 .491 Brooklyn 44 66 .400 St. Louis 44 68 .393 Boston 41 73 .360 AMERICAN LEAGUE. Won. Lost. Pet. Philadelphia 78 34 .696 Boston 66 48 .579 Detroit 64 50 .562 New’ York 64 50 .562 Cleveland 50 62 .446 Washington 50 65 .435 Chicago 45 66 .406 St. Louis 34 76 .309 AMERICAN ASSOCIATION. Won. Lost. Pet. Minneapolis 87 44 .664 Toledo 70 59 .542 St. Paul 71 60 .541 Kansas City 67 61 .523 Columbus 62 64 .492 Milwaukee 56 73 .434 Indianapolis 55 74 .426 Louisville 47 80 .370 Cell changes: 652 to 174; 658 to 380; 649 to 451; 651 to 317; 642 to 548; 97 to 568; 77 to 97; 576 to 55; 574 to 136; 650 to 501;|401 to 549; 293 to 378; 623 to N. P.; 108 to N. P.; 365 to 108; 205 to 3rd.; 66 to Hosp. THINKS*"° THINGS. Too many persons with poor di gestions lay the blame oti the cook. Have vou ever noticed when the day's work is done and the long, silent evening shuts the world out from view, how the mind loves to wander and how memory delights in exhibiting its sacred relics of other days? Aud have you ever noticed that the one scene which is the dearest of all scenes, the one memory of which we never tire, is that whioh centers around the old home and the loved ones we left behind. There w e received the first impressions of life, there we knew our first joys and experienced our first disappointments, built our fiist hopes for the future aud in childish fancy planned a life to which we could never hope to as pire. There also we knew the tender influence of a mother’s love and a father’s gentle solicitude, all of which left an indelible impres sion upon our childish memories. And we love to dwell upon these former scenes amd associations, not as they may exist today, shadowed perhaps by sorrow, ooocsioned by our own neglect, but as we once knew and loved them. As they exist today is another subject, a truthful contemplation of which would bring to many more shame than joy. This life is a journey and though the goal is never in sight we too often neglect to re ! trace our steps, however strongly ' we may feel it our duty to do so. ' We try to assure ourselves that all ' will be well, that these scenes aud 1 conditions in reality, as in memory, 21 will hold their own against the in * roads of time. Aud thus as times 8 go on, we continue to neglect, un e til too often nothing remains of ? those once happy scenes but the 1 early memory we so fondly cher '• nsh. I once visited a home which showed every sign of former hap piness, but where a then-aged mother anxiously awaited the re turn of an absent daughter. The sadness of the scene and the pathos of the woman’s story appealed to me. .It was one of neglect, a rude shattering of former happy hopes, all of which found ready forgive ness in the mother’s heart. She showed me the picture of the one for whose guidance she had pray ed aud for wdiose safe return she had waited all the dreary years. The schoolday books, the little frock aud even the rag doll, as cast aside with those happy memories of former days, were among her most valued possessions. Her one desire was to maintain the home which she felt sure her daughter’s return would one day brighten. As I listeued to her story my mind reverted to a far-distant home where some loved one might also be waiting, but I saw only the hap py scenes that memory had cher ished, so I went on my way and soon forgot the mother’s sorrow aud anguish. The scenes of childhood form our happiest recollection*. We love to picture them as they once existed—with thosame happy faces and associations. But like th e home of the destrled mother there is usually one featuie lacking—the face of an absent sou or daughter whose prtseuce alone cuu make the picture comp’ete. Population. Total number of inmates 699 Working at New Prison 73 Received during week 1 Discharged during week 2 Number in First Grade 534 Narnber in Second Grade.... *157 Number iu Third Grade.B Paroled 0 Last serial number ~3143 Young Steady.