Daily Kennebec journal., 1908-11-09
Asks No More Privileges
Than Other Prisoners.
Accepts Routine Discipline and
Ordinary Prison Fare.
4 Kindly Expression By An Old
Sehoolmate Friend In Bath.

New York, Nov. 8.-Charles w.
Morse, who was sentenced Friday to
Is years in the federal prison at At
ianta, Ga, thus far has proved mod
Il prisoner, according to the officials
at the Tombs. He has asked no special
privilege nor has he been granted
any.
There is a prison rule that any in
mate whose personal means will per
NIT him to do so may purchase special
food from vendors attached to the
prison, or may even have his meals
sent in from the outside. But Mr..
Morse has not avaied himself of the
opportunities afforded by this rule
When the vendor visited his cell, q
few minutes after he arose Saturday
morning, Mr. Morse sent him away
with q wave of his hand. A little later,
when the regular prison fare was doled
ont to the prisoners, the once multi
millionaire accepted the two slices of
bread and a tin dipper filled with cof-
fee, which were passed through the
slot in mis- cell door.
He ate every crumb of the bread,
drained the dipper of coffee and had a
cleery greeting for his son Harry.
when the young man called on MIN
early in the forenoon. Mr.. Morse re-
tired early Friday night and Slept
soundly until wakened when the nus
tie of the Gay began.
Warden Flynn has spent a good
many years of his life caring for the
Caged-in wards of the criminal law,
and he is rarely enthusiastic over the
demcauor of his charges Here is what
the warden told Saturday to u re-
porter.
I'm say this for Mr. Morse, ne's one
of the hest prisoners we ever had
here Usually when a rich man is
locked up for the first time in his lie
he can't seem to accept the fact that
he will get the same treatment thai
any ordinary man gets. He starts
trouble anI complains and whines and
makes a general nuisance of himself.
Now, Mr. Morse is cheerful and quiet
and he's even humorous. When man
i'll his fix can make fun at his own lot
and keep a grin on his face my mats
Off to him. He's a game little man."
All reports to the contrary Mr.. Morse
did not make any fuss Friday after
noon when he learned that he must
stay in Jail until Monday, at least. that
being the earliest possible day wher
his lawyers can get action on their ef-
forts to bail him out. pending his ap-
peal He sent for the evening papers
read with circumstantial care the ac-
counts of the scenes in court. saw his
wife and one Of his sons, sent sealed
letter out to one of his lawyers and
then inquired of turnkey how long il
would be before he could get something
to cat
II must be up close to the roof" he
said to the warden.
You're right under the roof" said
the man. This is the top of the Jail
you know. You've got the middle cell
and that's the best one in the row. The
window Is right in front OF your door
BY window the turnkey meant a mar.
row slot, set high up in the wall
through which a tall man, standing or
tptoe. might see patch of sky. Morse
not being a. tall man, couldn't even sc,
tho blue patch.
II see" he said, $50 I haze the sta
suite-the sun parlor. so to speak. Well
my sympatlics to the fellows aions
here that haven't any windows in thc
bedrooms"
tion to Atlanta prison. where Mors
will probably go eventually. began t.
chant. How'd you like to be the ic'
ran?"
''We seem to have some vocalist il
our midst was MOrse's comment
Then he inquired about the rules. say
ing that he did not wish to violate an,
regulation of the Tombs through ignor
L, Il.
ND In a small, snug heap on his Ear
row bunk. AS well as the TRUSTEES ant
other keepers could tell. he slept righ
through the night.
His first caller was his son. youni
Frank Morse. After the son had gon'
Morse dictated this reply to not
which a reporter sent up to him:
II have nothing to say except t
deny certain remarks attributed to M
in morning paper. I never said any