Red Wing sentinel., 1860-11-21
WHOLE ri NUMBER i 225
A,NEAPOLlTIAN PRISON.

Many Of the police arc confined iii
the prisons Of the Prefecture, whittier
they have fed for protection. On go
ing to visit the cri,ni,,dle of these pris.
sons, Iapasscd through = number. of
these gentry, { But q word on these
underground chambers, which are now
to be closed. Ihayo often written Of
them, believing iii the statements Of
honorable men, ,and yet at times almost
incrcdulous of the horrors I painted, /
saw some of them. Severalamembers
of the commission appointed to close
then-thcmselves once prisoners here
accompanied me. A grated door led
tolani dnticaDaera, which was lighted
only through these bars. Stone walls,
stone floor-stone everywhere, except
the ground which was covered over
with burnt fragments of books, that
had been taken in ndomicilliary visits
and destroyed here. "Hcro one
brcathes, "'said a pardoned prisoner;
s"but bring a light he said, to o. tailor,
and we descended from this twilight
room into another which received the
reflection Of the twilight through hole
in the door. It was email and of
stonc-nothing but stonc-and on the
right l obscrvcdaa a. stone bed, three
feet high from the ground, with ansel-
ovation of fstone, called a pillow. A
door is opened and leads into another
room, where, no twilight, no reflected
twilight, nor a ray of light or breath
of air can penetrate. 'sI was imprison.
ed herc,"' said one of my conductors.
I looked at him asit expecting to find
that he was turned into a brute beast.
for it was a den for a, wild animal, not
a chamber fora Christian man., in a
country 7teemirg with Christs minis
ters, aud where, the holy Apostolic
Catholic religion: is the only one per-
mitted to be professed. ! send you a
section Of tie room, As thus youaswill
perceive that IN some parts a. man
could not .stand1npright, so thatthere
he lay in Stygiano darkness, without
|any change lofs air, sand; on bare
ground, . said my friend, sunless he
could afford. to- pay an exhorbitan1
price for Q mattress to licensed spy
and denouncer, who drove good trade
in human MISERY" FOR G od's sake
let us leave. this den," I said, oand ssd
we CROPPED back into 1.-THE, chambc,
where the reflection of,twilight peue
tratcd.'' 'Srake scare,'' cried the jailo,
as stumbled over a mountain Of rot
ton books aud papers. and now once
more we are, in the antican1e,ts, which
APPEARED q purgatory as 1went down
and now wore the appearance Of !
paradise. @On, the opposite side was
Eanothcr criminal about 4 1labyF s
1palms, where FIVE or six peraonss were
at times icontincd. High aboye the
door wasaa window. opening into the
gloomy ianticap4era, and through this
Ealone light and air were received. All
was stale and dank; the smell Of the
prison was rendered yet more Insult:
cradle from a stencil which proceeded
from : 'lafgetwliite vase Just visible by
the Gahdle9lightg in the corner Of the
roohfoG N'was removed once . day.
Now marx, who were the men con.
fined in these places, not fl for beasts;
No condemned criminals, no! but meu
arrested on suspicion ana Waiting fol
an order for their tco,nmita! men d
rank and education, accustomed &c
the comforts Of a h0nae.o g'5'isissa. u a