The prison mirror. [volume] (Stillwater, Minn.) 1887-1894, 1889-12-05

said that Mr.. Doe has lost money every day since
he took the property.
We read of family by the name of Morrill,.
who bore rather unenviable reputation for hon
esty, being ordered by their neighbors to leave the
County in which they resided. The community
evidently disapproved of ''loose Morrlls."
The crowd became SO great on one of the up
per galleries between the blocks. on Thanksgiv-
ing day, that of the iron Orders broke in two
in the middle. 1t fortunate that the iron floor
did not give way, for if it had. probably many
would have been hurt.
We have received postal card this week
from Mrs. Marj j. Kennedy (Sister Nary who
was here with Mrs. Elizabeth r. Wheaton and
helped her speak and sing for She and her
husband are now located at San Francisco. CAL.
where they are conducting what is called Free
Gospel Mission. She sends greetings to all the
boys
The shafting of the tub and pail factory
was found to be all right except few pulleys
which needed adjusting. Supt. Covell was found
smiling which was pretty good indication that
everything satisfactory. The machinery was
started up again yesterday and found to be in
probably be sawed to-day.
The great secret of the general satisfaction at
and success of our last holiday is that everything
was free, and we had plenty of time to see all our
acquaintance. There set rules we could
do anything and everything pleased within the
limits of common sense The Chapel hall the
center of attraction. but was compelled to
go in or stay in longer than suited his individual
feelings or wishes. We may add. also, that better
order could not have been maintained were there
cast-iron rules to mar the freedo ON of the day.
One phase of the celebration on Thanksgiving
day that we were particularly proud to notice was
the fact that during the entire day we did not
hear a single loud word or sentence that would jar
on the feelings Of the most fastdious We have
no angels in prison nor would we lay claim to
seraphic qualities for those who so kindly dis
dained from using unseemly language. Never
theess it is a good point to in favor of the
supposedly bad men, Of Minnesota. that they
acted in a gentlemanIy manner so utterly for
eign to what large number of good" people ex-
pect from the inmates of prison.
Get ready for Christmas boys. If you can sing
prepare yourself. Do not be bashful or timid
Your fellow -convicts will not be too critical If
appreciated. Rack your memory for old songs,
Or, better still, learn some new Oil up your
larynx and make the nightingale turn green with
envy. If you are partial to calisthenics, knock
the rheumatism out of your neither limbs and
throw sufficient poetry into your pedal extremites
to cause the bones of Terpschore to sound an an
swerng rat-tat on the petritied alluvia of Greece
Remember that we have only three holidays in
each year. and that there many of the boys
who have long while to stay here before they
will have chance to enjoy good, hearty laugh
on the outside. Be happy and try to make others
likewise.
Our Indian friend. John, is nothing if not orig
fnal in his methods of obtaining amusement on
festive occasions. Last Thursday many of the
boys sought to have him give dance, but as
our music was not in sympathy with the whoopla
movements OF the regulation redskin pow-wow
John would not enthuse. To make up for his in
ability to dance he used all the Establishments of
a thorough diplomat to persuade the giant to
dance. Diplomacy proving Intellectual a happy
thought struck him, and he started for his cell re-
turning in moment with a fresh plug of Climax
impaled on his knife. This he proffered to the
giant" in the hope that the latter would see the
ACCESSIBILITY and proftableness of entertaining the
boys. John was not only successful, but saved his
tobacco as we'll, the boys highly approving his
generosity.
After eight years of continuous residence in
one CELL our old friend, or for that matter every
bodys friend. Mike Lyons, has moved. Why did
he move? Well, he says to get out of the draught
from the doors. but we suspect that the old man
wanted a change. He had become tired of follow.
ing in his own footsteps year after year. And no
wonder for he has trudged to and from that old
cell door fully $4,000 times. Yet Mike has a
brighter eye, more sprightly step and cheerier