The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1888-07-06
Could Handle Criminala.

From the New York Tribune.
The late Amos Pilsbury, under
whose administration the Albany
p~enitentiary gained the reputation Of
being one OF the best managed penal
institutions in the country, was q
man who seemed not to know what
fear a Mr.. PIlsb1ry was chatting
q evening at q social gathering with
q number OF persons, including a cap-
tam OF the Albany police. During the
conversation the captain quietly re-
marked: Mr.. Pilsbury, / see that
Bills dead"-mentioning the name
OF u well-known member of the crimi.
nal class. "Yes," replied Pilsbury,
II read the notice of his death and
1t brought to mind a rather interest
ing experience that / once had
with him." This remark aroused
the curiosity OF his companions, and
at their solicitation Mr.. Pilsbury
related the experience, "a good
many years ago, before / had seen
much service as a prison manager,
this Bill - was sentenced to the Al
bany penitentiary. He arrived, ugly
lips compressed, eyes flashing a bale
ful fire. Bill ~resolutely declined to
have his hair cut. You know We al
ways cut a prisoners hair as soon as
he reaches US. Well, / informed hin
land | guess my voice sounded rretty
decided-that he must submit to the
rules of the institution or take the
consequences. He answered that he'd
be did if he'd have his hair cut. Con-
s%equently ! ordered him put into one
OF the dark cells or placed on starva-
ton diet, ! forget Just what, until he
should surrender. II was not long be.
fore he sent for me and stated that
he'd made up his mind to submit.
Accordingly / had him placed in the
BARRIERS hands. No sooner, how
ever, was he shorn of his hair than
he turned to ME with as murder
Gus an expression as / ever saw a hui
mar face and burst out, his voice
trembling with passion: "YoI want
20 look after me, Amos Pils6ury. II
ever ! get a chance Mt you, you're q
dead man." 'Well, not long after the
regular barber of the p~enltentIary fell
i'll and, on learning that Bill had once
kept a '%tonsorial parlor,' / decided
that he should take the place Of the
sick man. Then there was trouble
again. found that his appointment
VAS giving great dissatisfaction.
Why? Well, one or two OF the men re.
marked in Bills presence that they
were afraid to allow such a desperate
TO run a razor over their faces. That
put me on my mettle. / was young,
and my temper was not so cool as it
is now; so exclaimed: Afraid Nom
sense-why should you be afraid? 4
believe that Bills as Trustworthy a
barber as we ever had
in the institution With that
/ got into the BARRIERS chair
throat we're barred. The act was, OF
course a foolhArdy one. Twas risking
my own life and exposing a bloodthirs-
ty convict to q terrible temptation.
However, / never had a better shave
in my life, although the BARRIERS hand
trembsed so that Twas afraid he would
accidentally cut me, even if he didn't
Intentionally carve me up. When he
got through | shook hands with him,
and from that day until his term ex-
piTeu ne WAS one Ol INC HOSI SAeHl-
| plary prisoners in theinstitution. One
day after his term expired, he related
the Incident OF shaving me. Why
Bill, didn't you 60 to Pilsburvg in
quired the rough to whomh wastalk-
ing. Lacked sand, eh?' No, replied
Bill, Il didn't lack sand. Butd-n me
ii / could do him up. He showed his
confidence IN me; he put himself com
pletely in my power. No, couldn't
kill as game a man as Pilsbury show
| ed himself"