The prison mirror. [volume] (Stillwater, Minn.) 1887-1894, 1889-10-31

the ir heads h CHER and walk with u more elastic
step than those who are still wearing the o ones
speaking about prison reform, how would it dc
to turn every mothers son. and daughter, out OF
all tn prisons in the country. and thus give all u
chance to make a fresh start in the race for that
little debt poets say the world owes each one OF
us?
Our esteemed contributor, Phenix, is now
welding the cltaver and mower in the barber
shop. We favored him with the honor of trim
ming our hair. the other day and now the BOYS
say our head looks like the Coliseum of Rome
turned ins de out.
The greatest attraction in this world is the
cashiers desk on pay day. man may forget
anyt hing from outlawed judgment to his break
fast; but pay day he will not forget, even though
his calling should raise m far above the thought.
of the attractive lucre.
When you get through reading good papers
and magazines pass them out for others to read
We notice that good many keep everything put
in their cells and thus deprive others of theil
right to peru.al of the late magazines and otnsr
circulating periodicals.
Excellent he adway was made last week on the
new machine shops. The walls are now up to the
third story. The floors are being laid and the
hangers for the shafting are being put up By
the time the bu lding is finished all the machiner,
will be in p ace and ready for use.
There is a new coon in prison. 1t is a little
fellow weigh ng about pounds and is just full
of life and mischief rs monkey is of tricks. 1t wa.
brought here W ith gang OF prisoners from WinOns
where it had shared their confinement in Jail.
We have not learnei whether it was regularly
committed or not
Mr.. John X. >tussi.the old gentleman who ha,
been supplying Thu in>titut on with milk died al
his home the city. the oath after shor
illness. He very kind man as many here
know to whom he gave many quart of milk ''or
the side He was buried Saturday afternoon
under the direction of the Independent Order O
Hermann Sons.
The changing of the cell numbers caused M
little confusion to some of the boys Several
were ratified that they could not recognize
even the pictures of their relatives that hung OF
| the wall, and one son OF Erin declared that he wa
not sure that he WAS in his own Cell until ht
caught sight of himself in the little looking glas
that hung on the wall.
Honest John. the singing tinker, is a typca
Santa Claus. He would give away his last plat,
of hash to fellow convict. During the last weel
he has been working duously fine specl
men of sole-leather cane and the moment it wal
finished he tossed It To companion a gift will
much sang troid as millionaire would give ,
picayune to "A blind beggar.
A change was made during the week in tn
system Of number ng the cells. The cell room il
now divided into blocks of 100 cells each or a
near that number rs poss be. A bulletin boart
bearing the number of each cell and the name O
its occupant Is conveniently. located in ever,
block. This arrangement will ake it mucl
easier to find any desired cell
There is considerably more than mere word
in the phrase Honor among tn eyes," If the n
mates of prison are all thieves. In the transac
tons that are carried on between inmates of thi
lnstii utiOn there nearly always chances t,
beat one another. but rule u verbal agree
ment is as good as n bond. and cases Il taking ad
vantage of the opportunity to cheat one anothe
extremely rare.
We would advise the Sc who have any low,
for their good name not to quest on the existence
of a blonde mOust ,ch whhn the owner of it ha:
had shaving ticket for five weeks previous W.
mean well at all times. but it appears that we die
not say what We meant last Tuesday evening. a.
upon our questioning an inmate alb out his havins
shaved off his hirsute adnrnment he raised I'D e
the full height of his 4S inches. and pulling lustil
at something on his upper lip, poured forth vol
ley of retr gerated epihets in regard to the acute
ness IF our optical vision. The whole trouble wal
that the electric Light filtered through the silker
strands in such manner MS to make them one
with his ruddy comp .exion.
His Experience.
When " orking on the bank often thought as
saw the editor sneaking around in quest of news
that had | the choosing of my vocation won