The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1925-07-04

former c0agreSsi0omQR and
the first WomGH to preside
oper the house or representa-
tires, got herself sentenced TO
prison.
GuiitleSs of any crime, she
sought ANSWERS to the qiies-
tons
are our prisons humane?
Cen a girl, crushed on her
tettoto men, regain her place
IN society?
THIS Is the fift hstorB
iprltteR for The Seattle Star.
ny WINNIFRED MASON HUCK
FORMER Representative 10 Congress
From Illinois
III bR name was Angelina and abe
II looked angelic. this lB-year.old
confessed murdercss. As / write
THIS she u atill In prison awaiting
trial.
II was about FIVE o'clock In the
morning when her picture was taken
ana on the train TO Maryavlllo at
half past eight II looked out al me
rom the front page OF a morning
newspaper.
had gone 10 the Cleveland TAN
the middle OF January. II tho sun
ever penetrated that damp. smoky
curtain which oyerhung tho city We
could not see Il through those dirty
windows OF tho iall. More than once
] specuiated about the sun.
A little before eight o'clock WINS
told 10 set ready 10 leave. Their,
was really nothing 10 get ready.
My hat was hanging outside the
coll and l ohuddered 10 think OF the
liberties those enormous cockronches
probably were taking with II az that
very moment.
Susie and
And then a few moments later
Susie Williams. large Jolly negro
girl who was IN Tor bootlegginS. ana
were called TO the gate.
We were told To step into the
halL where we found Mrs. Mary
Mcf'raIl. pleaSant looking field
officer. talking TO one OF the police.
men and signins up some papers.
probably receipts for US.
They did not handcuff US. They
gave mo my travelling bag. which
had been brought 20 the police sta.
ton. packed with few clean ana
rather old clothes.
II had been searched and remarked
20 enrciessly that the garments were
IN an unwcarabls state when l took
them out.
We went through a long. dank.
badly'lighted tunnel tn the caro- OF
Arn. McGrall and two policemen.
AZ the door / had the first breath
OF fresh air IN three DAYS. The dav
was dark with cold drizxie that
frozs thru ones clothes ana
seemed TO eiuth at ones heart. But
that breath. FREQ OF prlson stencil.
was like message ssralgh, from
heaven.
The Wagon
Two policemen stood ut attention
~ Tho police wagon. We were hur.
ried into tho wagon and the ride
TO the railroad station began.
Ny three dismal days in Jail had
sharpcned my scnabnities and bc.
gan 10 dread the alIshting at the
depot.
! could visualize the staring
crowds, the plcasurabla excitement
that would ripple around when The
people saw that tho prisoners were
women: the snecrtng faces Of the
train crew.
The ride was short one. And
at tho end Of &. the ordeal was har.
rowing.
Curious people watched ia ret out
OF the wagon. Mrs. AfcGrnli and
tho policemen hurried us into the
station. where she bought the tick.
cts.
For 10 minutes | ran the Eamu,
OF shame and humiliation and deg.
radiation. Everyone In the station
walked past us. craning his neck to
sec the two women In charge OF the
officers.
Brows went up and lips curied in
sneers. dropped my head and
looked at tho floor, but ] could feel
eyes burning into my back.
No Trouble
AZ last. u was time to board the
train. Apparently there was talk
of sending detective with us, bu;
/ heard Mrs. MeGrall telling one Of
tho officers that she did not expect
any trouble whatever.
looked at fat. placid Susie and
could not imagine her fighting for
a getaway. As for myself, would
fight only against an attempt TO keep
me out of Marysville.