New Britain herald., 1925-06-29

Winnifred Mason Huck, former congresswoman and the first woman 10 preside over the house of repre- sentatives, got herself sentenced to prison.
 Guiltless Of any crime, she sought answers 10 the questions
 Are our prisons humane'
 Can a girl. crushed by her former fellow men. regain her place in society?
 This is the second story, written for The Herald.
 BY WINNIFRED MASON HUCK Former Representative 10 Congress
 from Illinois
 Later I found out that Nhis beau tiful girl who stood outside my cell vas called Dot.
 She had been sleeping, though heaven knows how she could. I was in the jail three days and nights without finding out how 10 do it. There were neither pillows nor blankets nor bed of any kind, Only the bare blanks in the cell off, cred a place to lie down.
 I blinked at Dot. who called out over her shoulder, Gee, Margc, come here. We've been missing something"
 Then, to me, How long you been here?"
 Just little while" I returned, at loss as to whether tears, smiles or sneers were in order
 Dot smiled at me. I smiled back. She was undeniably charming girl l in appearance at least.
 "Be Sot.iablc" Come on out and be sociab she said. 'There ain't mouse 10 feel bad. It don't get you nothing" Marge vas another beauty. She ! too had me doing mental gymnas- ties, trying to reconcile her English 1 with her exquisite taste and beauty 1 of person.
 1 And what did they get you for?' was ner HTSl question,
 I prayed that my answer might 1 ring true. T pinched coat" This in kind Of monotone, 1 You what" asked Marge.
 Well you see" said l, stumbling and showing embarrassment mol 1 wholly feigned, II had coa' i that didn't belong 10 me"
 "Oh," said Marge, in an under. standing tone, as she reached into her stocking for her cigarette case Did you get away with it." I mear did you have it long enough 10 gc the good Of it?"
 was afraid Of questions like this did not know what they woulC lead 10, and the part that l wal playing Was so very new.
 considered turning on the tears in order 10 break her lead in th' matter of questions.
 But it was not necessary. Marg, took up the conversation ant plunged into story of how she hal got away with q peach of coa by making only the first paymen and leaving town. | Eternal Friendship The matron had taken away thei combe and vanity cases. By som miracle she had over ooked smal comb Of mine. This I gave to them thereby sealing them to eterna friendship.
 We named each cell. Mine va called "Cockroach Manor.''
 Wont you come over to my suit this afternoon9" l said, with mocl grandeur, T am giving an inform al tea, in honor Of the distinguishe' guests who are leaving today"
 The fact that the guests were go irg to a bigger, better and stronge jail was not mentioned.
 They would be delighted to come So that afternoon, when the sand wich boy had brought in the bucke Of so-caIIed coffee, from which h filled our tin cups. and sold u sandwiches in the nude. we mad our way to my cell.
 had chosen this cell because was the Hghtest one No it was no sunlight. The rays of the sun neVe reached those cells. from year | year.
 My light-givcr vas only a much bespecked electric light bulb jus outside the door.
 Marge and Dot entered with queenly manner. We settled dow 10 eat our sandwiches. But tn dirty hands Of the sandwich boy rs msined in my mind, and put th food by, untasted.
 You didn't get coffee" l said one Of my guests. Wont you hay ninefn The one sip I had take