The prison mirror. [volume] (Stillwater, Minn.) 1887-1894, 1889-11-21

In ancient times t00ro existed tribe known
as calf worshipers. They are almost extinct at
the present day but the beau ideal of their de-
scendants may be at little operas during the
theatrical season.
Sheriff Anderson. of Worthington accompanied
by Frank Mclean brought two prisoners here yes.
terday Mr.. Mclean, who is a reader of our
paper, left the necessary collateral to balance
counts for some time.
1t is rumored that two of the officers engaged
in an onion eating contest the other evening, and
it is also rumored that fine bird dog occupied
the same sleeping apartment. 1t is in order to
extend sympathy to the dog
Work about the prison is going it with rush,
hustle and hustle never before witnessed within
sonal interest in getting everything in shape for
the impending cold, cold weather.
Miss Josie westby took charge of the chapel
organ at last Sunday mornings service. Miss
westby will be the regular organist hereafter, and
will. we hope, give some spirited airs to step to
while coming in and going out of chapel.
DIR. B. J. Merrill accepted the invitation of the
Manitoba railroad to make one of the party of ex-
cursionists their line to Helena. Montana
and other points of interest. They started on the
18th and will probably be back next Monday.
Lester Bordwelrs eleven-year.old daughter
who has been seriously ill for long time ia
yet ia from being out of danger Her condition
is very precarious at the present time owing to
complete cessation of the pulse in one of her
arms.
|. Mr.. and Mrs s. A. Westbv Mrs. Anna Olson
and MIR. Chas Olson. of Red Wing and Miss Alice
Bloomer. of saltwater. formed a pleasant party
of visitors to our fortress the present week. MIR.
s. A. Westby and family are in the city visit
to his brother. Deputy Westby.
We took stroll the other day through the
deserted halls of the modern Bastile the aban-
doned Solitaire and were led to reflect. that if
it were little darker what excellent bat-cave
it would make. seeing that it originally in
| tended for bats of the human species
The guard whose fortune it may be. to be as
signed to sentinel duty in the tower of the Sol
itaire. will have the most interesting station in
the prison. A grand panorama of natural scenery
that rarely falls to the lot of prison guard, will
| spread before him beautiful at all seasons.
Persons not we'll informed imagine that the
| armed sentries on the prison walls are there to
shoot convcts who may attempt to escape. but
| such is not the they there for the sole
| purpose of protecting the walls from the world.
smearing brush of the cure-all announcing artist.
I'm the words of the immortal Milton. Foreman
Wilson and his "cutaway'' overcoat have been for
the past week, 1.-The cynosure of neighboring
eyes," and the ludicrous proportions of the abbre-
| waited garment is an offence to the fine mechan-
ical eye of his brother foreman. Mcclellan. who
saysit is burning shame to thus cut off faithful
friend in old age.
| Hon. Geo. M. Seymour has been around since
returning from South America and settled up his
Indebtedness to this paper. OF course we knew
all the time that he good for the amount; but
we don't like to have our subscribers go off to
that country so given to bloody revolutions with
out first squar ng their accounts with sit is the
safer way. you know.
| The man who is sincere in his intentions is al
ways respected by his fellowmen. If we go to
work with the sincere intention of accomplishing
| that which we undertake are bound to be re-
| spected, whether we succeed or not All that we
| can do is our best. But we have no real idea of
what our best is until go to work with settled
purpose Ito do or die so to speak.
One evening last week we noticed the libra
rian telling the storekeeper nicely embellished
ghost story about the ingenuity of the spider and
the deadly poison of its bite in some instances.
| To illustrate the matter better, he said: There
was inmate some time ago bitten the era
mum by spider, and his head swelled up like a
prize pumpkin. After long time his head as
sumed its natural proportions but bald spot as
slick as an onion was left to mark the place where
the spider dined.' Just then another gentleman
who was present desired to know how many spi-
ders had drawn ratons from the speakers dome
of thought, and the librarian sided off. mutter-
ing something about getting wig if it broke the
| bank
There is strange charm in the solemn, yet
| joyful tone of the church bells on a quiet after