The San Francisco call., 1909-05-30

your will and sustain your feeble
spirit.
'Tf my unsubdued spirit be broken.
/ do not care to live. The wall Is
strong. I can dash my head on II. The
whole solution lies with me. Courage.
My thoughts must be directed into
another channel What is most pleas
Ing in my life? The extent OF thought
is boundless; let the thought. with its
power and beauty. quench the pains OF
the spirit. of the body.
My dear little Lena, my dear child
how glad she will be to see me free.
Embraces, kisses, tears of joy. so
soothing. so calming. Yes. yes; I feel
1t; what is it that warns near my
hand? 1 see. 1t is my neighbors.
Each atmosphere has its inhabit-
ants. 1t is so here. 1t is cold. dark.
darker than the night itself What is
1t? Frogs. snakes. spiders, rats and all
things to which human life has the
greatest aversiOR Oh. yes; can feel
them-dreadful. 1t seems my very
hair turns gray. A chill seizes me. the
will is being subdued; 1t does not seem
to help me. If l do turn gray. and let
the chill get hold on me, my spirit
will be lost. but not yet
frogs. b-r-r-r-ri hate
Them A rattlesnake can not be here
1T likes the sun, where it is warm, but
a gartersnake is on my neck. Shiny.
horrible; rats, there are many Of them.
1t is almost so years since the prison
has been built-yes. quite 80 years In
this three story building, for so years,
they have multiplied. If / hit one, the
rest will attack me. Did they not con-
sumo a soldier here2 Yes. yes. My
reason. where art thou? Reason can
accomplish anything: it is a true serv-
ant-save met save me,
ITO drive away the rats from me will
De worse yet. 1t is better 10 take and
pet one. Every creature likes to be
petted. Love is the essence of all;
love is ali and everything. I will pot1r
out my love on the rats. but if so, they
will all creep over me. my back. face,
in my shirt. B-r-r-ri Ny
mind is dim; rats, rats-they are
dueaking-py.-py. They are ap-
preaching nearer. nearer-on my leg.
oh. this is worse than death.
Where am 1? I bend on one knee
Ia wooden floor, cold. Shiny Oh YES.
yes. This is a carceral remember
now I can knock at the door. the
wardens will open and 1 will say. 7
surrender Do 1 not have the right to
speak, I know a man should not
supplicate, but 1 can stand it no
longer.
TO speak does not mean to degrade
ones SELF Ny spirit leaves behind IT
the rights OF a man, Tor my BODY is
weak. No one could stand this Yes,
it is true ! will speak and be safe
Never fight with beast; calm it
Mine is a quiet. subdued supplication.
I am weak; my spirit is feeble. ALI
mind, reason, love-unable to help me-
'I hear noise. The first door is
unlocked, 1t is quiet again. The war
dens are listening. 1t means they have
had such cases before. Men can not
stand 1t; they creep on the floor. eat
the dirt Shall I knock. or bear 1T?
They can hear me only after the first
door has been opened. Even now my
retreat is being cut OF. Either now
or bear it to the bitter end
THE door sounds They have gone
All is quiet again I hear a ny buzz
In my grave Where is it7 A big
fly, coming directly toward me. Can
1t see7 l will try to open my eyes
I can see nothing. Ny eyes are Sore
they are better closed.
"All is quiet again. A gravelfke