German and Austrian Prisons: Prisons of Prussia, Bavaria, Saxony and Austria-Hungary; the Fortresses of Magdeburg and SpielbergGriffiths, Arthur
History
German and Austrian Prisons: Prisons of Prussia, Bavaria, Saxony and Austria-Hungary; the Fortresses of Magdeburg and Spielberg
Griffiths, Arthur
Prisons -- Austria -- History; Prisons -- Germany -- History
“Had this institution been the best in the world, I should not have
felt at my ease in it, as I was like a young wild-cat or a bird of
prey shut up behind iron bars. About one hundred Catholic children
were confined there, all of them vicious and corrupt. Those who were
unversed in criminal ways soon learned from the others. The majority,
among whom I count myself, left the school worse than they entered.
The system of education was perfectly worthless; we were constantly
beaten and, being badly fed, we lost no opportunity of stealing broken
victuals. I must acknowledge that I learned a great deal at school in
regard to my trade, that of a shoemaker. But I had not been long in
the place before I contrived to escape and reach the town of Lautern.
Here I was taken into the house of a worthy tradesman, to whom I told
my real name and origin; but I concealed the fact that I had run away
from Speier. He became fond of me, and I noticed that he now and then
put my honesty to the test, which induced me to resist every temptation
bravely. As he was childless and wanted to train me up as a tradesman,
a happy future might have been in store for me, had not fate decreed
otherwise.
“One Sunday my master proposed taking me to see my mother, and we
started on our drive. I was so afraid that the authorities of the
village would send me back to Speier that when we halted somewhere to
dine, and my master had dropped asleep, I ran away. I wandered about
homeless for a time until at Kaiserslautern I was caught and returned
to Speier. There I soon became aware that nothing good awaited me, and
my fears were realised, for I was deprived of my supper the first night
and on going to bed was cruelly flogged with a knout until the blood
streamed down my back. But, though specially watched, I again escaped
to Kaiserslautern, where I was employed by an upholsterer who taught
me a great deal. Once more I was discovered and sent back to Speier,
where I was a second time welcomed with the knout. I now made no
further efforts to escape and for the rest of my time possessed my soul
in patience. The days passed monotonously, the only variation being
that sometimes I was flogged more than usual. We rose early, dressed,
washed, prayed and did our school tasks, breakfasted on thin soup, in
which there was never a scrap of fat, and worked in the various shops
until eleven o’clock, when we dined. After that meal came gymnastic
exercises and drill. Then school or working at our trades alternately
occupied the time until supper at seven, and we went to bed at half
past eight. Sundays were more entertaining. In the afternoon, after
service, we went to walk outside the town. On these expeditions we
stole what we could in the way of edibles and took our booty to bed
with us to eat it during the week, though, of course, we were flogged
if our thefts were discovered, which, however, did not deter us from
further efforts at pilfering in the institution itself. When the two
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