Entered at the postofflce at Stillwater. Minnesota, as second-class
Thk Mikror is issued every Thursday at the following rates:
One Year SIOO
Six Months 50
Three Months -* 5
To inmates of all penal institutions per year .50
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Tbr Mirror is a weekly paper published in the Minnesota State
Prison. It was founded in 1887 by the prisoners and is edited and
managed by them. It aims to be a home newspaper; to encourage
moral and intellectual improvement among the* prisoners; to acquaint
the public with the truk status of the prisoner; to disseminate peno
logical information and to aid in dispelling that prejudice which has
ever been the bar sinister to a fallen man's self-redemption.
NOTICE TO INMATES:
Each inmate is accorded the privilege of sending one paper home,
or to friends free of charge. To do this you should write your own
name and register number and the name and address of the person you
wish to send the paper to, and hand same to your officer. If you desire
to send more than one paper, each additional copy will be charged for
at the rate of SO cents a year.—The paper delivered to your cell each
week must be kept clean, and should be folded in the same manner as
you receive it. placing it at the foot of your bed on the morning follow
ing the day on which it is delivered to your cell.
Services in the Prison Chapel at nine o’clock every Sun
day morning, Protestant and Catholic service every alternate
Sunday. Rev. C. E. Benson and Rev. Fr. Corcoran, Chap
Notice Contributions submitted to tbe Mir
ror for publication must be absolutely original; if not
original, proper credit must be given, if known; if
writer s name is not known, it should be so speci
fied by said contributor. Should contributor fail
to comply with this request he will henceforth be
dropped from the Mirror’s contributing staff.
Signed by Editor.
Approved by Warden.
jCOMM E N T S
The recent slight thaw reminds us that the snow
on our campus was the deepest for many years and
kept the yard crew clearing away the high and mighty
Not only the pedestrian, but the transportation
of all kinds was hampered by snow blockades but
as the law of compensation existing in nature, will
result in good crops lor the farmer, we can consider
the temporary inconvenience as a blessing in dis
Ecuador, that little triangle-shaped republic in
the northeastern corner of South America, has pass
ed an eight-hour working-day law for all its work
men. This is the first nation to adopt a universal
An eight pound surprise arrived at the home of
Mr. and Mrs. Andy C. Stevenson on March 9, 1917.
The “suprise” is a bouncing baby boy —congratula-
tions from the official family and The Mirror.
Just ordinary folks will keep on trying to worry
along without those that hold themselves superior to
very body and everything.
It is not true that the price of ice will be raised
The h. c. of 1. is the most prosperous thing we
have in our country.
Some people look for empty praise rather than
for a praiseworthy duty to perform.
Our weekly entertainment, which usually pro
vides moving pictures for the benefit of inmates, was
given over to a program of song by the members of
The Elks’ Glee Club of Minneapolis.
The singers were heartily and repeatedly en
cored and each number on the program was a treat,
especially the eccentric dancing of Mr. Fred I. Will,
of Minneapolis, was vociferously applauded, and
which the inmates will long remember and cherish.
The management, on behalf of the inmates, take
occasion to sincerely thank the willing entertain
ers for their splendid program and their evident suc
cess at pleasing all their hearers.
* of our contemporarias says: “The high
price of foodstuffs, are only a phase in our commer
cial progress.” We were under the impression it
was a progressive phase in flattening pocket books
Sherman’s Great Army
‘ Captain Boltz, Steward of the Home recently
found a clipping he had laid away many years ago.
It is of great interest, or at least should be, to every
loyal American citizen, and we asked him for the
privilege of reproducing it in the Journal. It is in
reference to the march of Sherman’s army through
the city of Washington, which was perhaps the most
imposing pageant ever witnessed in this country.
It is as follows: —
“Never shall I forget the 24th of May, 1865,
when the bronzed heroes of Sherman’s immense
column passed in continuous streams along Penn
sylvania avenue. The head of the line started from
this very Capital building, led off by Tecumseh him
self. It was a bright and beautiful day. How
many of our millions who did not see that wondrous
sight, lived to regret their loss, and to envy those
who enjoyed it! Previously, the Army of the Po
tomac, with its fresh and bright uniforms, its splen
didly equipped officers and its apparent holiday
array, marched in succesive tramp, tramp, tramp.
each platoon solid as a piece of animated machinery,
drilled and disciplined and educated into a sort of
inexorable regularity, as the whole mass swept by
those marble halls. Then came Sherman’s hosts —
hosts, indeed, they were. There were very few
spangles and little newness, and nothing that savor
ed of attempts at decoration; but they were awful in
their order. ‘‘Veteran” was written all over their
dark faces, browned by the ardent Southern sun,
and health almost spoke from their elastic steps and
erect figures. With their Kossuth hats and stained
uniforms and‘ music, which, however good, was so
different from the city airs oPthe bands of the pre
vious day, they seemed like strangers from another
planet, recalling, with their tropical plants, and
animals, and dusky contrabands marching in regi
mental order, what we read in the delightful page 8
of Irving, of the men of Columbus who came back
from strange islands and unknown climes with the
beasts and birds and flowers they had collected.”
—Kingston, Ind., Home Journal.
Just like we used to, brother mine.
Let’s wander back again—
Let’s turn our steps from busy mart
To meet there where our pathways part
And then go back —my hand in thine
Forgetting we are men.
just like we used tc, brother dear,
Let's link our hearts with joy,
A-down the lanes and pleasant ways
We knew and loved in boyhood days—
Forget the world is old and drear
And be again a boy.
Let’s wander back again, we two,
Beside the silvery stream —
Beside the wood where mystery lies
Beneath the kindly summer skies
With sunbeams glancing dancing through,
And rest again and dream.
Let's wander back again and see
The homestead, where today
The flowers weep for one above
And seem to breathe her mother love—
She cherished them so tenderly
Before she went away!
Let’s wander back, O brother mine,
And never more to roam;
With all our boyhood shrines around
Let’s kneel beside her grassy mound
And tell her, through the whispering pine,'
Her children have come home.
— J. D. Wells, in Woman's World.
One View of the Study of Latin
If one does not study things because they “train
the mind,” why, then, should one study them? The
answer is extraordinarily simple. One studies things
because they serve a purpose. Ido not say, mark
you, a useful purpose, but a purpose —a valid pur
pose, a genuine purpose, not a make believe purpose.
Mental discipline is not a valid or genuine pur
rose —it’s a make believe. Meanwhile the number
of purposes, genuine, valid purposes, is simply in
finite. Learning to read Virgil is, of course, just as
valid a purpose as learning to play a symphony or
learning to bake a pumpkin pie. The test is, however,
not, did the student get mental discipline, but can he
read and enjoy Virgil? Can he play the symphony?
Will some one eat the pie?
And because people rarely care to read Virgil
because almost none of the thousands who study
Latin ever can or do read Virgil, therefore, in so far
as they are concerned, studying Latin has no pur
pose and cannot be defended as mental discipline.
—Abraham Flexner in Atlantic Monthly.
“A weaver sat at his loom,
Flinging his shuttle fast,
And a thread that will wear till
The hour of doom,
Was thrown at every cast.”
I learned the above years ago when I was teach.
The sentiment has stayed with me. It has been
an inspiration to me.
I have often felt I was the weaver, making the pat
tern of my life. The shuttle now flies rapidly.
Time is the warp; as older I grow, time speeds more
rapidly. Each thread forms an impression on the
brain and makes character.
My daily deeds are the work. The work is the
lasting quality. Deeds multiply as we try to do our
allotted tasks and help to make the world better.
We each weave a different pattern. It takes a
lifetime to complete it. The shuttle runs fast and
the warp is pulsing and throbbing over life’s loom.
The higher the ambitions and greater the re
sponsibilities makes the weaving all the more a
A pattern may easily be disfigured by a stitch
dropped or a careless throw of the shuttle. This
will always show in the woof and will be noted by
Let us use the best warp, the surest shuttle, and
make the best woof and pattern possible.
It is a pleasure to watch the children spinning
on their life’s loom so merrily. They are uncertain
of some movements. Day by day the spining im
Youth comes along with pride. Confidence is
great. The desire for a name is felt. The weaving
is done with a vim. How fast the shuttle flies to
achieve the great events! —Uncle George, in Wo
“Who has not made mistakes? And who has
not felt sorry for making them?” Asks a writer in
the Sabbath Review, and, says further: “The trou
ble is that the mistakes of our youth often have the
effect of making the future a mass of mistakes.
Willful mistakes are more to be deplored than
those made for want of good judgemeut or through
Many of the failures of after life are due to
habits formed in childhood and youth.
I honostly believe that if I had been more care
ful in my younger days in regard to my studies, and
had been more diligent in training my mind, things
would have been far different with me today than
It is a mistake for a young man to permit him
self to begin the fight of life without having im
proved every opportunity to get his “thinker” in
good condition while a boy. He who does other
wise takes great chances of not being anybody worth
One evening I stood around the stove of a little
Methodist church, trying to warm myself. A young
Scotchman entered with a shawl around him. He
was small in stature and had other drawbacks to con
tend against. He talked pleasantly and appeared to
be pleased to make the acquaintance of the young
men and the pastor.
The Rev. Seymour A. Baker, the pastor, had a
talk with me the next day about the young Scotch
man, and among other things said; “He has a
trained mind, and I will do all I can to give him a
chance to follow out the bent of his mind,” which
was to be a preacher.
After a while the young man was sent to a small
charge in the western part of this State belonging to
a denomination that was never noted for having
many adherents. He wrote me a letter shortly after
he had become “settled,” and in it stated that his
congregation sometimes consisted of twelve souls.
But this did not discourage him, as he was filled
with a desire to make the best of every opportunity
and studied day and night to make himself a master
workman in his chosen profession.
I was in the habit of taking the letters I re
ceived from my friend to Mr. Baker. After reading
them he would say: “Tommy’s trained mind will yet
land him on the upper shelf”; and it did. If I
should tell you all his private history—how he stud
ied to conquer difficulties —you would be astonished,
and give him eredit for the place he fills now in the
The poor young Scotchman saw the mistake
that so many young men had made of not being
thorough in anything, and thus succeeded in making
headway against difficulties that would have swamp
ed most young men.
A dark beginning with him only strengthened
hie determination to have a bright ending. And to
day he is a bright and shining light in the literary
world as well as in the pulpit.
It is a sad mistake to start in manhood with no
preparation: with no ideas as to what course to pur
sue; with no plans either for earth or heaven.
It is worse than a mistake to hope that some
kind of “Pot Luck” will bring you into some haven
of success. My school teacher had the good sense
to once tell us boys that he knew the kind of men
we would be. One boy inquired what kind of a
man he was likely to become, and the response
came quickly: “A prize-fighter.” And the teacher
proved to be a true prophet.
Mistake after mistake has the effect of “taking
the heart” out of a young man, no matter what bis
surroundings may be.
One of the smartest young men I ever knew in
the western part of this State committed suicide. I
made diligent inquiry to find out the cause, and was
told by those who knew him that before he commit
ted the fatal act he wrote a letter stating that he
could not overcome the mistakes of his early life. I
can see him now —a handsome, bright-looking young
man, beloved by all who knew him. As I bade him
farewell for the last time, how little did I think that
he was soon to be wrecked on the rock of mistakes
which he had built with his own hands.
It is a mistake for a young man to practice de
ceit, for the habit will grow on him; and often when
frankness and truthfulness would do more to accom
plish what he desires, he will find himself using de
ceit to his own discomfort.
When General Grant resigned from the United
States Army and went to farming he came near
making the mistake of consigning himself to obscur
It is so easy to make a fatal mistake and so
hard to avoid even the remotest results. One mis
take often leads to many disasters. Not only in
matters of a religious character, but also in business
Make as few mistakes as possible, for every one
leaves its mark upon you and is a hedge across your
pathway in life. You will all have enough to con
tend with without building impediments in the way
of your own success, which will be hard to sur
I feel that it is ray duty to write on this sub
ject, because, like most men, I have to say: “The
mistakes of my life have been many.” But lam
pleased to record the fact that nothing would please
me more than to make my own mistakes the means
of helping others to avoid mistakes which would be
prejudicial to their prospects in life.”
NOTICE TO INMATES
For the benefit of any inmates who appreciate and see the op
portunity that their spare hours give towards a means of self-education
through correspondence school courses, study of good literature, inquir
ing an education in our Night Schools, or. who need helpful informa
tion in connection with their work in our various departments, will here
with be privileged to use the “Query” column. You are welcomed to
send in any queries of serious interest to yourself. The Mirror with the
kmd colaboration of Miss Miriam E. Carey, Supervisor of Institution
Libraries, will gladly endeavor to supply the requested information.
NOTICE—In order to regulate the conduct of this column in
mates must sign their name, register number and lock number
to all queries submitted for publication. Inmate’s qames, of
course, will not be published, only the initials of each querist
being used. (Ed.)
Q: Will you kindly give me the date, origin and area
of the “great fire in London, ” as compared to the Chicago
fire.— L. J.
A: —The date of the great fire in London is September
2to 6, 1666. It was caused by a fire in abakei’s house in Pud
ding Lane in the confines of what is now called “Old London.’ ’
The area laid waste was 436 acres which contained 13,200
The Chicago fire of October 8-9, 1871, was three and a
half square miles in extent, destroying 17,450 buildings and
causing the death of 200 persons. The property loss exceeded
Q: —(1) Please tell me when and how the first book was
(2) When was the first Bible printed, and who printed it?
(3) When was the first printing press invented that did
away with the hand-power method of printing?— A. S
A: —(1) The first book was printed about tour hundred
years ago. This book was printed with wooden blocks.
The work which was to be printed, was written on
Each sheet of paper was glued face downward on a thin
tablet of hard wood.
The engraver with rude instruments, cut away the wood
around the letters, making it ready to be printed.
The ink was put on the type with stuffed leather balls.
After the ink was put on, they would dampen a paper to a cer
tain degree and lay it over the type passing a brush over the
paper with a right degree of force, would cause it to print on
In 1423 a Dutchman and a German discovered that the
letters of a word could be made separately.
(2) The first Bible was printed in 1450 and 1455 by Gut
tenberg. The first letter of every chapter was executed with a
pen and different colors of ink.
(3) 1790 the first cylinder presses were invented and run
by steam. After this invention, books and magazines could be
About 1818 it was discovered that glue and molasses,
thoroughly boiled, made a composition that resembled India
rubber. The liquid, in its hot stattf 1 , was poured into an iron
mould in the center of which was a wooden axis. When cool
it was slipped from the mould.
This composition, which now includes glycerin, is still
in use today as rollers to put ink on the face of type
As we come up to the modern age of printing we have
the linotype machine which does the type settr.g for all the
newspapers and printed jobs.
These machines are operated by one man, who sits at
the keyboard. The latest model of these machines is the
“Mergenthaler. ’’ It is said that over 27,000 of these ma
chines are now in daily use.
Q: —Please let me know the admission requirements to
the University of Minnesota. — C. F. F.
A: —Admission to the colleges and school of the Univer
sity of Minnesota is by certificate or examination or both.
The candidate must offer 15 units of high-school work
so chosen as to include those subjects which are required by
the college which he wishes to enter. No candidate will be ad
mitted for less than 15 units.
Admission by certificate requires the candidate to be a
graduate in any one of the following courses:—
1. —Any four-year course of Minnesota high-school or
other accredited school. '
2. —Four-year course of school in any other state accred
ited to the university of that state.
3. Advanced Latin or advanced English courses of the
Minnesota state normal schools.
For further information see Bulletin of the University of
Minnesota, “General Information,” April, 1916. —M. E.
A man makes no noise over a good deed, but
passes on to another as a vine to bear grapes again
in season.—Marcus Aurelius.
Count Them Up
A man might lose a penny a day and feel none
the poorer, unless he stopped to count them up. If
he found that he had lost three dollars and sixty-five
cents, and that this was just the price of a book or a
tool that he wanted, but could not get for lack of
that extra sum, he would certainly bemoan.bis loss,
and feel somewhat poverty-stricken when he thought
of it. One penny is such a trifle it seems scarcely
worth while to count it. In fact it does not take
long to count one, but add up hundreds, and the sum
stands for values worth while indeed.
Unfortunately some people count up losses in
stead of gains, which is not half so comforting. Loss
es must be reckoned, it is true, that wisdom and
prudence may thrive, but the calculation is depress
ing, while the counting up of gains is pleasing.
There are many who count money by thousands,
but multitudes more who must count it, if at all, by
dollars, dimes, and even pennies. But it would be
a poor arithmetic that made no account of small
numbers. If a bookkeeper ignored all the small
numbers, his accounts would be forever awry, and
could never be straightened out. So, in reckoning
the pleasant things of life, it will not do to count
only the'great events. Some people never seem to
have such occasions and they would have nothing to
count* After adding up the joys, one may be sur
prised to find how many they are and feeling in hap
py possession increases in proportion. So, we get
“The peace that springs
From the large aggregate of little things.’ I —Ex.
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