The evening leader. (Tarpon Springs, Fla.) 191?-19??, 1919-03-19
Only 1913 Held Now, and These
Largely for Minor
InfraCti0nS.
men CRAFE UNDER DISCIPLINE
Almost All the Prisoners Trace Their
Trouble to Being Absent Without
LeaVe-Many Of Them Have
Mighty Good War Records.
BY FREDERICK A. SMITH.

tSnlcaSO tribune SOTTSSpOnO6Iil'J
Pars.-The ancient Petit Roquette
prison. in the Rue ROquette, Is
gloomy shelter for the unconventional
casualties in the skirmisheS between
the boys of our army and the temp
tatiOns of Paris. The fact that 12S
American soldiers are incarcerated
| there is not such a shock to our faith
| in the character Of our soldiers when
it is considered that this is only
tiny group out Of the 100000 fight
ing men who came over.
The population of the Petit Ro-
quette represents that restless element
| in the army which, through the weak
ness of excessive conviviality or nat
ural instinct for wrongdOing, has
clashed with the military police. In
view of the fact that the fighting is
over and the men are chatting at their
inability to get home. II is probably
a point in the army'S favor that so.
few have fallen into trouble in search
of relaxation and amusement.
chafe Under Discipline.
Also it must be remembered our
boys come from an unmilitary coun'
try and the discipline in this rigid
army is not yet old enough to have
placed a restraining impress on the
soldiers whose work in the. trenches
is over.
Almost all the prisoners trace their
trouble to being absent without leave.
Having Overstayed leave or left their
outfit without leave the boys fear to
60 back Absence without leave-"A.
W. L."-thus leads charges rang
ing from murder down to forgery Of
passes.
Many Of the prisoners have mighty
stripes, and several having battled glo-
riouSly with one or another Of
the shock divisions that were always
in the thick of things
One tall. light-haired boy had run
away to Paris for holiday after be-
ing in hospital several weeks and
unable to speak above whisper, due
to being gaSSed in the Arg0nne. He
enlisted when sixteen. and has a rec
ord any man might be proud of, but
he got tired of restraint and now is
in the glOOniest prison he ever saw
because he became involved in the
use of forged passes.
There is real tragedy. however,
over the dark. chill cell holding James
F. McNicol, who says he is from New
York and Philadelphia. McNicol, look
ing the sailor all over, is handsome,
clear-eyed. tall, and not over twenty.
His relatives in Pennsylvania have
held proud name there. but on a lit
tie white card on the outside of
Macs cell door is the following in
scription, under his name, charge,
murder"
Slain in Fight.
SO far as l could learn, it wasn't a
crime committed for the purpose of
r1hbery'Or for crimes sake. hut the re-
suit of a fight between six hothead sol
dierS in which one was slain. But
that is only part of Macs" tragedy
His brother, arrested with him, at
tempted to escape with half a dozen
other prisoners, including Mac" the
other night. Macs" brother was the
first 20 climb over Ire window ledge,
clinging to a rope made of blankets,
but the rope broke, and McNicol fell
three stories, dying instantly on the
stone paving of the prison court.
Mac" looked from the window and
turned away with no heart for a fur
ther attempt at flight. he and the other
prisoners going back to their cells and
locking themselves in.
It is impossible to heat the massive
old pile these winter nights. and the
men are forced to sleep on mattresses
on the floor, because experience has
shown that the prisoners used the legs
of cots formerly supplied for trying to
dig through the limestone cell walls,
1t is impossible to make a modern
Jail Of an ancient dungeon, but the
army is doing the best it can.