The San Francisco call., 1910-08-12

Flaming marigolds in the parlor, pale
pink sweet peas in the dining hall and
crimson carnations in the boudoir com
pose the radiant setting into which the
three Calhoun attorneys have been
flung TO atone for their rebellious
words. Light sea winds breathe
through the prison gardens, bringing
to the open windows of the retreat
vitalizing zephyrs laden with the full
fragrance of the heliotrope. Sloping
hills Of brown melting into a misty sky
line greet the eye without. The es-
says of Chesterton, the humor of Twain
and the musings Of Russell provide a
soothing pabulum for the mind. And,
lastly, the chef of the Fairmont sup
plies a delicate fodder for the stomach.
Thus it is that Attorneys Moore, father
and son, and Barret bask comfortably
in the shadow of official displeasure.
Heroes of the past may have died
with their boots on, but at least the
modern cUlprit may suffer with his
stomach full There is company and
good fellowship in plenty, cigars for
those who smoke, library for those
who read. Nevertheless, to quote A. A.
Moore, "A prison is prison for a that
and a that; to which John j. Barrett
| added by way of refrain, If good be-
havior counted for aught l would be
out by now
The second day of the illustrious in
generation was sunless. Fog played
fitfully about the iron bars that laced
the outer windows. A fire burned in
the narrow CRATE. Night brought no
special omen in the heavens, and at 10
the lights were snuffed
The prison de luxe is equipped with
all the fine conveniences of the modern
apartment Connecting bedrooms look
celain bath. A telephone stands in the
hall, linAing the inmates with the
great outside. Messengers execute COM
missions with dispatch. The converse
tion is of literature, tinged with anec-
dote.
late luncheon found the prisoners
with robust appetites. The complete
ness of the menu was calculated to
warm a waning spirit
Prison isn't half so bad as it's
cracked up to be-" said Barrett. as he
showed back his chair and lit cigar.
'Ha, ha, ha," came the chorus.
It's all right to take what comes 10
you and make the best of IT." inter
rupted A. a. Moore, but don't see the
necessity of making out that you
relish It."
And there was that in the elder
Moores manner which gave evidence
that he at least, did not relish it. In
fact, he appeared trifie humiliated. At
that he has been deliberate in the
thrust that sent him to Ingleside.
BATH BEGINS DAY
The morning began for the impris-
oned lawyers at z o'clock. A bath, a
shave and breakfast found them ready
to receive callers. The first message
was an anonymous note from .stanch''
supporter 1t was accompanied by a
cluster OF carnations-crimson and
white-crimson perhaps for sin, and
white for penance. Then came little
bundles of chocolates, boxes of cigars,
and books.
Among the earliest callers were Pat
rick Calhoun, Frank Barrett, A. A.
Moore Jr., ~ThornweH Mutually, Doctor
Coffey, william NJ. Abbott. TREY L.
Ford and Henry Wreden. Mutually was
eager to join his friends in their i'm
prisonment. but was unwilling to take
chances on anything more desperate
than a violation of the speed ordinances.
In the afternoon Senator Sims, Judge
Allen. Garrett McEnerney, Walter Roth
schild and Lewis L. Byington paid their
respects. Ford again joined the COM
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