The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-08-13


side over the House OF Representatives,
got herself sentenced TO prison. -.
Guiltless Of any crime, she sought
answers to the questions
Are our prisons humane!
Can girl. crushed by her fellow men,
regain her place in society!
This Is tn twenty-sixth story. writ
BY Winnifred Mason Huck
Former Representative to Congress
from Illinois.
Owl HATS the matter with this
IWI place." 1 asked gently of
" the irritable old woman.
Matter. With all the yelling and
carrying on of Miss B and them
giving us nothing to eat! Just look
at that tray. I don't like that kind
of salad" she said, picking up the
lettuce leaves and shaking the rest
of the salad into her tray.
And dearie, get me a glass of
water and fix this tray different and
get me the stool for my feet and
tuck these blankets in around-Oh.
OH
l had not dreamed she had such
a big yell in her system.
you hurt me! You hurt met
but she could not tell me just what
hurt or where.
I finally Gained her down. She
conided in me that the doctor and
the nurses were so bad to her that
the maids Just could not stand to
see her treated as she was, so they
always left soon after arriving.
All the Dishes
In the morning. l swept and dust
ed all the patients rooms on the
second and third floors also. I did
all the dishes of those who ate in
the house.
I cleaned the doctors rooms where
he gave treatments, and in the after
noon I had to help the doctor strap
one of the second floor mental
cases" down to her bed. She was
raging as if possessed with an au-
thentic evil spirit.
After supper. it became my duty
to put some of the patients to bed.
l began to wonder at this.
l had gone to the sanitaIium to
work in the kitchen, to cook and do
cleaning about the house. The little
slip l had carried from the employ
ment agency had said. homework. y
There was no trace of the ex-
convict's humility about me as I be-
gan to consider the impositions that
were being put upon me. They were
expecting me to do some of the
skilled and unpleasant work of a
trained nurse.
Il can not handle people" 1 said
to the head nurse. Il have not the
or the training"
Somehow. the meekness which had
been stamped into me in jail was
leaving utterly.
On the first Sunday after my ar
rival. Miss BIS morning TRADE ran
upon the subject of food.
"I wish we could have something
decent to eat in this place" she
whined. as I was sweeping her room.
She had just eaten a good break
fast and had gone back to bed to
sulk over it.
Nice and Clean
Everything is nice and clean
here" l ventured, gently, trying to
soothe her.
YES, too damned clean" she said,
getting louder and louder. THAT
nurse, the worst woman in the
world, gave me a bath last Wednes-
day. I nearly died. 1 have been sick
ever since" She seemed to have no
to her Saturday baths.
"And you have such a good doc
tor" I ventured again, trying to
think of something that would pacify
her"
In cropping for the brake I had
put my foot on the accelerator.
Hes the worst doctor in the city,
che screamed.
1 gave up and let the poor ole
creature run her course. Before I
had finished her room, she had dis
coursed upon her relatives, individ
ually and collectively.
Then she had gone the rounds of
her acquaintance. declaring each
one to have the distinction of being
he worst person or the most perfect
fool in he world.
And just know you wish I would
die" was her sudden attack.
mo" said I, putting the finishing
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