The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1894-06-11

don't care TO talk" she observed, in a
monotonous voice, when questioned re-
specting her daughters future. 81 have
no objection TO conversing about the
prison, the people here-I have been here
long enough TO know them-but of my
daughter and myself enough has been said.
| care for no more publicity" and with an
air Of iron determination Mrs. Shattuck
settled herself back in her chair, clasping
= heavy shawl tightly over her thin black
cotton wrapper and looking like woman
whose mind, once made mp, neither threats
nor entreaties could have any power to
move.
1t happened that as the notorious MUIR
deress sat the picture of stern and unre-
lentless determin alton, a Christian worker
in prisons and jailS, who was seeking in
formation OF a woman recently discharged,
applied to Mrs. Shattuck for assistance.
"Oh. yes. knew her well here" she re-
piled. Il can tell you q good deal about
that woman" and the slayer of Harry
Poole at once launched into a description
of an unfortunate creature with whom she
had CHANGED to be brought into contact in
the jail for few months. The strange
thing was that as Mrs. Shattuck talked
and became interested in her narration
she threw off her icy. automatic manner,
and, while speaking with logical elearness,
she also grew nervous and intensely AMI
mated In her way of speaking.
us your marble insensihlity only as
sumo ?' asked the prison worker, eyeing
her keenly, when she had finished her
story.
MRS. Shsttuck takes more interest in
her fellow-prisoners than anyone, Judging
from her manner, would suppose inter-
posed the matron. kindly. "She divides
what little she has with the poorest in the
Jail. and but the touch of a sympathiZ-
inv No, Ed
OF Truly Sbattuek, who burst into tears.
exclaiming: II am like a drowned rat
that everyone throws water ever. l have
tried not to let them see what feel. If I
had said anything they would only have
said l was trying to clear myself. There's
no sympathy in the world, and l expected
none. There have been fathers who did
the same thing did and they were never
even taken into custody for it," and Mrs.
Shattuck hid her face in her hands and
sOhbed convulsively.
1t was evident that she was suffering
from the reaction OF a long-sustained men,
tai strain, but there was no expression of
SORROW for the crime she had committed !;
indeed, her next words disproved the ex-
istence of regret.
DO you see how many young women
there are In this jail? Can you guess how
many OF them were brought here through
nice young gentlemen Those girls are
NOSttsusC, AOk NciJ lew Oh Inem
know how 10 do much for living, but no
one blames the nice young gentlemen'-
All, l had better not say anythlng," inter-
posed Mrs. Shattuck, with the Intensely
nervous, dramatic manner, with which she
had been speaking, since once casting off
her marble air. ~ am not trying to ius-
tify myself. am only expressing a few
OF the thoughts that have kept to myself
till now. Why should / speak? The
world is against me-"
When mentioned respecting her daugh-
ter Mrs. Shattuck said she had made no
plans for the future.
''She was engaged at the Howard-street
Theater TO play there. and they would have
given her $50 week. but she refused when
she found out what the play was to he.
She needs the money very badly. but she
would not do what would injure me.
Truly would suffer great deal rather than
do that"
And then Mrs. Shattuck, still sobbine
rose to return to her own part of the
prison, so changed and broken in manner.
thatit would have been difficult to recoc.
nize her as the woman who had entered
the matron's room half an hour pre-
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