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Soarii of Control C. J. Swendsen, - . - St. James Ralph W. Wheelock, - - Minneapolis C. E. Vasaly, - Little Falls Downer Mullen, Secretary. Sosrh of Parole C. E. Vasaly, Chairman. C. S. Reed, Secretary. Rev. H. C. Swearingen. H. K. W. Scott. firsiimt Officials C. S. Reed Warden J. J. Sullivan Deputy Warden J. Backland Ist Asst. Deputy Warden John Whelan 2nd Asst. Deputy Warden J. A. Humphreys Steward G. A. Newman Physician F. A. Whittier State Parole Agent Miss Ellen Nelson Acting Matron C. E. Benson Protestant Chaplain Chas. Corcoran Catholic Chaplain MIRRORETTES I! ■■■■ ■■— I. I ■■■-" " Thursday, September 16th 1915. The M.S.P. ball team is leading in the pennant race with a percentage of 571. The Crescent City Courier a new ex change to reach our desk is a bright newsy little weekly and hails from Del Norte County Calif., the land of the big red wood, sunny skies and agate strewn beaches. We note that Messers E.P. Childs and George Sartevell have joined hands and now devote their united efforts in getting out the paper between them. Its not so long ago that they were running opposition sheets. The amalgamation was a wise move for the district was too small to support two papers on a paying basis. N.B. —Occupant of cell 698 would like to exchange Literary Digest for North Anier cain Review. Officer O. B. Johnson was conducting a party of visitors thru the institution a few days ago and on their approach to the power house with its huge tower, a gentle man of the party enquired: “What's that, an air shaft?” “No” said O. B. “Thats the water tower. ’ ’ Now what Officer John son can’t make out is what use was the visitor going to make of an air shaft out in the middle of the yard where there’s un limited “air.” Next Saturday the Lake Elmo ball team will compete with our champions. As the Lake boys are strangers to us we are hard ly in a position to say what the game will be like; but of this you can rest assured, it will be a victory for the home team IF they play like they did last week. Mr.J. E.Desautels, was a visitor to State Fair last week. He informs us that the exhibits were top-notchers and that every one seemed well pleased. Count Gren Ella was one of the lucky boys this month, he received a glory ticket last Monday, and will soon depart for pas tures new. The Count is going to be sad ly missed around here in more ways than one, for he was sure some accomodating ‘gent’, frequently filled the posts of band master, orchestra leader and choir master, whenever the Professor was absent. Officer Setllemeyer,who resigned his post last February returned to the fold and again donned his uniform last Monday. Mrs. J.O. Clapperton of Duluth ac companied by Miss O’Keefe of St Paul., were interested visitors to the institution last weekjthe ladies were ushered thru the prison by Officer Clapperton. Mr. Sliter, Implement dealer of Stanley Wis., was a business visitor to the in stitution the forepart of the week. As Mr. Sliter handles our products he w r as much interested in the manner in which the various departments were conducted, Mr. Fitzgerald of the front office staff acted as guide to the energetic machinery dealer on his tour of our “City.” It now develops that “Carl” instead of Heinie was the hero who rushed to Doc. Walstrom’s aid (or should we say rescue?) when the boy-like dentist injured himself with a sharp edged* tool. But then a mis take like that can easily occur for Heinie is really so “large” we felt sure he must have been in it. However when Carl was the real hero we must award the “Iron cross” to him. Your turn next, Heinie. PLEASE NOTE: —Last week we inserted an advt. of exchange and gave the address as 4658 when it should have been 65A, the right number but the wrong house. So to give the gentleman his money’s worth we reprint the corrected notice herewith: For exchange Theatre, Fra, Cosmo politan for Scribners, Harpers or Centnry : Also Life and New York Star for Leslies, Independent or Nation. Don’t all speak at once. Notice All inmates desiring to write to the State Board of Control will notify their officer, who m turn is requested to send your notification to the Deputy War den s office, previous to Friday noon in order that special paper for that f>urf>ose may he furnished you. Letters written on the regulation size paper will not he permitted to go. C. S. Reed, Warden. j|nPENDENNIS’ CHATny By J. S. [j There is some differenc between a har mony of instrumental noise and the melo dy of music. At the beginning of the war somebody put a k in culture. Events have added more ks—Kaiser, —Kulture and Konquer- Football has become so scientifically complicated with adroit strategy, that the sport requires a new name. I would not suggest headball as a new name, although the game as now played needs ninety per cent head work and ten per cent foot work. A periodical has an editorial with this heading—“ What is America Worth?” America is not for sale. Uncle Sam needs it in his strenuous business of conducting a peaceful democracy, while the rest of the world is giving an exhibition of civilized warfare. According to a news item the Chinese are going to experiment in a new form of government, They intend to make their republic a hereditary affair, and keep the office of president within the family of President Yuan Shi Kai. A hereditary re public is a new idea in self government, but then maybe the worship of ancestors had something to do with the new rule. “The notion that a man’s liberty con sists in giving his voice at election—hust ling, and saying, “Behold now I too have my twenty —thousandth part of a Talker in the National Palaver; will not all the Gods be good to me?” is one of the pleasantest!” Carlyle—From Past and Present, The men of the “movie” west do not appear to get the correct atmosphere of the old west into their production. They can not “make up” so as to look like old time westerners. There appears on the screen many innovations of the actor s art such as thorough-bred horses, good clothes, full blooded cattle, up—to—date firearms and barber-shop hair cuts. All of which were unknown to the old time west. The unusually large number of half backs and other athletic heroes that are being fea tured in magazine fiction, leads Pendennis to believe that perhaps the colleges are pro ducing a special brand of heroes particular ly adapted to magazine stories. Pendennis has always maintained that the peculiarities of our versatile language have many advantages, which can be used with good effect if one can manufacture ad jectives. “The New York Sun says Carranza is a cantankerous old curmudgeon. Sure and a palpitating old pinhead and ganderbrain ed old galoot. Sock it to him.—Houston Post.” “Certainly. He isan oldrhinocerous hided incubus and fulminating ungulate.” Now I suppose that Carranza could re ply to that in Spanish and add a few adjec tives of his own, but the scribes would have the best of it for our step mother tongue has more stretch to it than Spanish. The man who possesses originality is a genius. The mediocre individual does not invent or create, he cannot, for he does not have the faculty of originating. The commonplace mind can aspire, endeavor, and strive, but the genius has an intellect uninfluenced by the news and ideas of ordi nary minds. The genius pioneers, discov ers, creates and builds. The ordinary in dividual, follows, imitates, and aspires. Nature has been very good in equalizing the rewards for originality and mediocrity. The genius usually has the fame and the crown of laurels, while the ordinary' indi vidual gets the riches and does the work. The open spring, open well and the old oaken bucket have been condemned by the purity enthusiasts. They say that germs and other things scientifically obnox ious, lurk in the exposed waters of open drinking places, awaiting an opportunity to attack those who come to drink. What a menace to mental equilibrium these hygienic experts are getting to be? They have criticized even the clothes peo ple wear, they have found fault with the air, people must breathe, and now ask us to look with suspicion upon the crystal spring and the old oaken bucket. It is a wonder that so many people really manage to exist upon an earth that is so badly arranged. It is no disgrace for a man to misspell the portions of the English language he happens to use in waiting. There are many words in the dictionary that are form ed by letters being arranged horizontally, so as to complete entireties, which are call ed words. Words so formed are not in tended to be spelled con ectly. They are to be read by softly ennunciating their vowels and consonants. They are misspel led already and will continue to be mis spelled until permission is conceeded to writers to use their individuality in select ing any set of letters that will stand for the meaning they wish to convey. Orthography can only be mastered by those fortunate beings who are naturally a dapted to the skillful construction of letters into words. Most of us cannot expect to become any more than mere amateurs at the game of placing the letters in their or thodox alignment. It is no disgrace to misspell words that the lexicographers did not get the proper twist on when they com piled their dictionaries. “I am your friend;” “He’s a friend of mine,” these remarks, which I heard one day in the Idle House, started me to think ing about my friends. “I am your friend."’ How often and how lightly are these words spoken and written; yet how many realize their deepet meaning? “I am your friend.” Is it the soul that speaks, and does it realize the long and weary road friends must travel, the many times he will be called upon to prove that he is your friend? Clarence Urmy in a poem calls friend ship the “Flower of God.” The dictionary defines it as “mutual affection or attach ment;” but I prefer Urmy’s definition. Friendship, real friendship, is one of the most beautiful things God gave this old world of ours; so I think that is the best name for it —“Flower of God.” I asked a young man the other day—who often referred to another man as a friend of his—how he knew that the man was a friend. He replied; “If I ask for a favor, he will grant it, because he knows I’d do the same for him.” Now that’s not my idea of friendship, tho even it is not to be scoffed at for it smooths the rough spots; but when we get down to real friendship, the Flower of God kind, it means friends who stick thru thick and thin, “go thru hell with you, if necessary. I don’t want a friend who only shows his friendliness by returning a favor,or by doling out his sympathy. Neither do you. Remember that song, “All I got was sympathy when 1 was tired and hungry. My friends all said to me: Don’t worry, Bill.” When tired and hungry, some thing to eat and a bed goes better than sym pathy. “Actions speak louder than words.” Smypathy of itself does not denote friend ship, nor do the words “don't worry,” “sorry old man,” etc. They are but hot air, and from a friend we get more than hot air. The genuine friend is the one who in times of necessity will come and stay to the finish, ready to make any sacrifice for us, even his life. That’s putting it strong, but there have been such friends, are now, and always will be. An illustration. On Augus the ninth, the Columbus Citizen told how Fred. H. Hall of a Canadian regiment, in the present war, gave his life for a friend, and for doing it was awarded the Victoria Cross. You are his friend. Are you sure of it? Will you stick to the finish,stick thru thick and thin? When every other hand is against him, ready to push or pull him down, will he find you there on the job fighting for him, and lifting or boosting him up to higher things? Or shall he -or she—turn to you and find that you have fled, you could not stand the “gaff?” Sabin says, a friend can do no wrong, and when you realize this of your friend, then you are a friend. A friend can do no wrong. Get that? Then let it sink in, let its imprint burn into your heart and soul until it is impossible for you to forget it Toledo Blade You want your friends to think that of you, why not think thus of them? Friends forgive, never condemn. Wit ness that friend of friends, the mother; for giving always, condemning never. If all your friends were as loyal as moth er, we could find no happier world than this. Remember that trouble is not the only test of friendship, as sure a test is joy. And a friend will share your joys and successes as whole-heartedly as he does your griefs and failures—which is just as difficult and as much to be desired, for it is often easier to help a man in trouble than it is to congratulate him (and mean it) on his suc cess at something that you have tried and failed at. Can you share your friend’s success, as well as their failures? A very true, beautiful thought the follow ing quotation expresses; “True friends are like diamonds, both precious and rare: False friends are Autumn leaves, found everywhere.” led to left. Sandburg: grounded oul to first. Stoue grounded to second but Hans’ throw to first was wild. Alvin doubled to left, An derson scored. Goullette singled to center, Stone scored. Byers ground ed to first bat Laff let it slip and Alvin came home. Rowland fan ned. Unerwood flied to Harry. 3 bits —3 runs —2 errors. For the locals, Red flied to Byers. Laff singled to left. Hans flied to Alvin. Fanny grounded out to first. 1 hit —0 runs. In the ninth, Alvin and Byers were fanned. Goullette flied to Harr. o—o.0 —0. All Stars: 2-0-0-2-0-0-8-0-0— 7. M. S. P.: 7-0-0-4-0-1-0-0-* — 12. FRIENDSHIP Ohio Penitentiary News, Inmates Attention! All inmates who buy or have sent in to them socks, underwear, nightshirts, bath towels, handker chiefs, etc., should send them to the laundry and have your number marked on them before using. Write your name, register number and cell number on slip of paper, attach to articles and give to cell hall captain. (Continued from first page) Score by Innings. » —i — a /pickups & PUNCHES^ 0 l By Uncle John K a 1 f i n Mass was held in the Auditorium last Sunday morning. Father Corcoran officiat ing. Guard Rutherford escorted several friends thru the institution last Friday, paying the green house a special visit. Man wants so very little here below and can’t get that— namely, a parole. If you are not faithful in little things, you have no one but yourself to blame, if no one trusts you in big undertakings. If you are true to your own self you will find plenty of good men and women on the outside who will gladly extend a helping hand. A big crew of fans came down from Still water last Saturday with the All Stars ex pecting another victory, but they got sorely disappointed, our boys made up their mind to win, and they did. Seven runs in the first inning settled the visitors* hash. The Deputy Warden of the Federal Prison at Leavenworth was the guest of Warden Reed last Saturday. And an interested visitor in the ball park last Saturday after noon. Guard Nelson of the store room escorted a party of friends around last Sunday morn ing during drill. And they listened tp the Band for a while. Ass’t Deputy Whelan escorted a party of ladies thru our Silent City last Friday. He showed them thru every dapartment. We asked guaid O. B. how many fair visitors he escorted thru the institution last Thursday and he replied; “ Oh about 10,000, at least it looked like that many to me.” Butch’s assistant the only Chink in the Silent City has received his Glory Ticket, and will soon depart to his home in the Twin City. Good look to you Ling A Lee We are willing to bet five cents that our little Editor will not see another game of base ball in our park. At least we hope not. Badly as we will miss him we would like to see him go to-morrow. [We have been betting every Saturday since Aug. 14th—Ed.] Father Corcoran was at the institution last Saturday on business, granting audiences to inmates at the Deputy’s office. Guard Westby of the Printorium depart ment showed several friends thru our Silent City last Friday, They were very much interested in the institution. The big ware-houses look very empty at the present time. Only for the raw material they would be almost empty, but they won’t be empty for long. Captain Alexander was absent on business last Thursday and Guard Picculel done the honors at the Captain’s desk during the latter’s absence. Guard Gallagher escorted several friends thru the institution last Thursday. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that we can make our little paper the Mirror worth reading not only by ourselves, but throughout the whole world, and by so doing we must all pull together, we can’t be all first class writers but every one of us can do his share with a will. Let us all try it, and see if we don’t succeed The Base Ball Game “The game opened with Moliassesat the stick and small pox catching. Cigar was in the box with plenty of smoke. Horn play ed first base and Fiddle on second base. Backed by Corn in the field, this made it hot for the umpire, Apple, who was rot ten. Ax came to bat and chopped it. Ci gar let Brick walk and Sawdust filled the bases. Song made a hit and twenty scored. Cigar went out and Balloon started to pitch, but went straight up, Then Cherry tried but went wild. Old Ice kept cool in the game until he was hit by a pitched ball, then you ought to have heard Ice Cream. Cabbage had a good head and kept quiet. Grass covered lots of ground and the crowd cheered when Spider caught a fly. Bread loafed on third base and pumped Organ who played a first class game, put out Lightning. In the fifth inning Wind began to blow about what he could do’ Hammer began to knock and Trees began to leave. The way they roasted Peanuts was a fright. Knife was out for cutting first base. Light ning finished pitching and struck out six men. In the ninth Apple told Fiddle to take first base and then Song made a hit. Trombone made a slide and Meat was put out on the plate'. There was a lot of bet ting on the game. But Soap cleaned up. The score was I—o. Door said if he had pitched he would have shut them out. —Selected’ Atrocities Mr. Heck—(From behind morning paper) “I see the Germans have broken Kitchener's left.’’ Mrs. Heck—“ How cruel! Was it his arm or his leg?’ ’ Economising Wifie. A gent by the name of Jim Brown Complained of his wife's low-cut gown, But she said: “Now my dear, You have nothing to fear, ’Cause the prices, too, have gone down.” -J. L. F. Typographical error: —“Amiss is as good as a mule.’’ —Yes, but some mules won’t talk back. —J. L. F. THE KN&CKER VS. THE When the Creator made all good things, there was still more work to do so he made fhe beasts and reptiles and poisonous insects, and when he had finished, he had some scraps that were too bad to put into fhe Rattlesnake, Hyena, Scorpion and Skunk, so he put these together, covered it with envy, suspicion and jealousy, marked it with a yellow streak and called it a KNOCKER. This product was so fearful to contem plate that He had to make some thing to counteract it, so He took a sunbeam, and put in it the heart of a child, and the brain of a man, and then wrapped these in civic pride, covered it wiht brotherly love, gave it a mask of velvet, made it a lover of fields and flowers and manly sports, a believer of equality and justice and called it a BOOSTER. —Cresent City Courier. BARBER'S HAND TRAVELS SOME Pity the poor work driven barber whose hand travels more than twenty-three miles a year in keeping his section of hirsutic New York free from superfluous facia) locks You will not envy the barber his seemingly leisurely vocation, pause and consider the physical exertion he gives for the privilege of living. A New Yorker who dotes on mathematical calculations has reasoned out that the barber is about the hardest driven man in the city. He sets forth his observations for the edifi cation of barber shop patrons as follows. For a clean shave —chin, cheeks and upper lip—the number of strokes was 236, and the time occupied, including the Preliminary lathering and the final powdering, was exactly ten minutes. Taking the average razor stroke as being, say, one inchin length, the distance travel ed by the blade in removing superfluous hair from the face is six yards one foot, eight inches. Consider the barber’s shop hours from 8 a. m. to 7 p. m. Deduct one and a half hours. Assume half of this time to be taken up with hair cutting, shampooing, waiting for customers, etc, and it leaves four and three-quarter hours for shaving. As not every customer is clean shaved we must also make an allowance on the number of strokes and the time occupied. Suppose we take the average number of strokes at 150, and the average time for each shave 8 minutes. This would give time for the scraping of 36 customers and the distance traveled by the razor would be 5,000 inches, or 150 yards. The number of customers shaved each week will be about 169. Allow a fort night for the summer holiday, and you have a total of 9,800 customers a year, with a razor stroke distance of 1,470,000 inches, which is equal to twenty-three miles, 353 yards and one foot! Further investigation revealed the fact that when the statistician shaved himself about 995 strokes were required to produce a result equal to that obtained by the barber with his 236. Chappl Program Sunday g>ept. 12. The following is the program rendered in the Auditorium last Sunday; Father Corcoran officiating. March Clef Club Orch’tra Waltz Hesitations Orch'tra Waltz -D’ Amour Cong Hymn :_Lead Kindly Light Cong Scripture Fr. Corcoran Dance Characteristic Orch ’tra Prayer Fr. Corcoran Gospel Reading Fr. Corcoran Sermon Fr. Corcoran Hymn Just As I Am Cong. March 1 want to linger Orch’tra Albert Schmidt Musical Director. ftapalatian Week Ending Wednesday, Sept. 15 Number of Inmates at New Prison 1020 Number in First Grade 821 Number in Second Grade 171 Number in Third Grade 28 Received during week 9 Discharged 6 Paroled 3 Last Serial Number 5025 * Visions And Roses C. L. S. As I am sitting here in silence, a vision Comes to me, The memory of a dear ti ue face, as but It whispers love untold, as but could Come from thee. And this is what I’ll whisper thru a Vision that I see. Chorus When the roses bloom again I’ll be with you. When the water-lilies in the moon-light Shines, And the daisies wet with dew,sparkle In the sun-light too, When the roses bloom again I’ll be with You Tho the way be dark and dreary, and , Temptations lure to rule With her help I’ll win the victory to the Right side of the goal. And from there a straight path always, I will dare and reach the knoll And these sweet words I’ll whisper to my Dixie queen, the jewel. Chorus -J. L. F. BOOSTER New York Press fain could be. BLONDY’S SPASMS By C. L. W. “Hands off!!! Don’t touch it!!! You’ll hoodoo it!” The above remarks handed to Deputy Whelan when he stooped to pickup a ball returned from over the wall. Sapho, our Ist base coacher delivered himself of the jinx reminder, and to cap the climax the Deputy with the golden smile did not pick up the ball and thereby scared our jinx away. There is very little difference between the Mirror Office and the Library. Uncle Heinie. I should say about tweelvefeet, more or less. N. P. George erstwhile brakeman for the N. P. R. R. is now brakeing on a braker in the twine shops. He says wash outs and hot boxes do not delay the run, always 10 hours except on Saturday when they only run to Ballville. Say, Paddy have a heart; don’t make me commit myself at this time. I am not a camel Claudie, known in the office as “Tootz,” tells us he is writing poetry. Must be to his long haired friend in Wisconsin, as up to date the Editor has not received any copy of it from him. Come “fess” up “Tootz.” Even the calendar turns over a new leaf once a month Some thing must be wrong, I have not received ray light bill yet this month. Don’t push,don’t crowd, you’ll all get in the cell house at 6 P. M. I call my (self) “Blondy,” but Kal says “Huh” just another name for red head. What has become of the old fashioned “convict” who used to whittle a piece from the dining-room table for a tooth pick. If any of this column, is spelled wrong blame the compo. lam sure my copy is right; eh, compo? Compo:— “Yes, but you’re not right.” Blondy:- “Do your friends miss you?” Uncle Heinie:- “Yes they do.” Blondy:- “Dont see how they could if they took good aim at you.” Uncle Heinie:- “All the same Blondy, 1 did not get my shape at Murphy’s Dep’t Stoie up town.” On June 18th last, Capt. Alexander started to usher me thru the prison, we got as far as the tailor-shop when the Capt. left me tor a minute and that’s as far as I got. “Say Capt.l’m visiting the Mirror office now the Deputy showed me in here, and I don't care to go any farther so you can take me back to the usher’s office and turn me loose at your earliest convenience, the sooner the better. If you don’t hurry “Mrs. Blondy” in M’p’ls. will think lam serv ing time instead of on a visit.” Says “Snookie Dear,” our old Editor, how can you expect my type-writer to be good with the company it is forced to keep. If eggs are 36 cents in New York, butter 40 cents in Chicago. What would be the price of an over-coat in Minnesota? I find that it varies from one to five, about 3-7-18 being the usual price, discount being some times given by*the Parole Board, After all this dreaming I will now lay me down to sleep. LEAGUE CLUB STANDINGS Corrected to Sept. 15 American Association W L Pet. Minneapolis 87 60 .592 St. Paul 85 60 .586 Indianapolis 77 68 .581 Louisville 75 68 .524 Kansas City 70 76 .479 Milwaukee 65 77 .458 Cleveland 65 79 .451 Columbus 52 88 .371 National League Philadelphia 76 56 .576 Brooklyn 73 63 .537 Boston 72 62 .537 St. Louis. 67 72 .482 Cincinntai 65 70 .481 Chicago. 62 69 .473 Pittsburgh 64 74 .464 New York 60 73 .451 American League Boston 90 43 677 Detroit 89 48 .650 Chicago 79 56 .585 Washington 74 59 .556 New York 59 72 .450 St. Louis 57 78 .422 Cleveland 50 85 .370 Philadelphia 38 95 .286 Federal League Pittsburg 74 59 .556 Chicago 74 62 .544 St. Louis 72 63 .533 Newark 70 62 .530 Kansas City 69 64 .519 Buffalo 69 69 .500 Brooklyn 67 70 .489 Baltimore 45 87 .341 Mr. Fremgord of C. Rood, Clothiers and Mr. M. Thon, both of Minneapolis were guests of Officer J. A. Westby last Wednesday afternoon.