The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1903-12-24
THE JAIL PAPER
IS OUT TODAY
FIRST ISSUE OF THE OAHU PENI-
TERTIARY ECHO CONTAINS
RELIGIOUS INSTRUCTION.

The first issue of the oahu Peni-
Tertiary Echo" was out today ard
Warden Henry presented Governor
Carter this mornin with the first copy.
The papers are very neatly hand-writ-
ten, in a small clear hand. On the back
is a photograph of the big shade tree
which stands in the center of the Jail
yard, and under which services are
held. The Echo calls it Natures
Chapel for oahu Prisoners
The paper is very religious in tone.
The lea..ng article is a picture of
Convict" by himself and is as fol-
lows:
You don't understand how I can
behave so? Well, l suppose you don't.
l don't understand it myself. Look
here my friends, it is all very well 70
cry shame" and turn up your noses,
but here is the question: What are you
going to do about it? Tell me that!
what ABOUT my house and family?
Well, while 1 am in prison they both
take care of. themselves. My wife? A
good looking woman, sir, and handy
one to work when she is well. You
don't like that black ring about her
eye? 1t was a present from her hus-
band, sir, last Saturday night. She
gets this kind of japanned jewelry now
and then to remind her that she is my
wife.
my children! Well, what do you
think of them? Dirty! OF course,
they are. Why shouldn't they be? It's
their native land, sir, and they don't
like to art with it, What's Tom
crying for? It's way he has. He's
crying for something to eat, 1 suppose.
II should cry for the same reason only
that 1 am put to it worse for the want
of something to drink. Plenty to eat
here?. OF course, there is. But l can't
eat. It's drink l want to satisfy the
cravings of my heart. You don't like
to hear me laugh, Ell! You think 1
talk too lightly to you? Well, perhaps
1 do. But by God, sir. what would
you have? If I were to follow my
feelings, sir 1 shouldn't trouble anyone
with my laughing. If 1 were to listen
to the devil that whispers so often in
my ears, I should soon be lying cold
and quiet at the bottom of the harbor
Why, man alive, after | served my last
sentence, / went down the Quarantine
wharf and stood there ever so long,
looking at the quiet water that SEEM
ed to call me to come and lie down in
its bosom and be at rest If it hadn't
been for the ..,Ile I remember of my
mothers prayers and the fear of hell
llldI sun ClluSS u me, L SIbulhll L NC
sitting in T. Jail yard today, terror
to myself and a disgrace to my family,
God help them, and God help me.
What? I don't need any preaching,
, sir Nobody need tell me how bad l
am. l know it all better than anybody
else. / ought to be ashamed of my
self? If course l ought. And do you
think I am not? My friend let me
, whisper in your ear That's what is
killing me. I am so low down in my
own estimation that I am ready to die
, with the disgrace. It's only when
= have a little whiskey in me that I feel
like a man again.
r Now, my highly moral friend, you
= have a picture of me drawn by my
? self. If you can made a better one, do
t it. If not, don't stand there pouring
| misery into a bucket that's already full
but tell me something 1 don't know al
! ready. Tell me what is to be done in
/ such case"