We ventured to suggest that, in such a land, this was a
somewhat ill-judged leniency. But the President shook his head. He
probably thought that it would make too serious an inroad upon the
population of the Republic if every murderer was shot. The supreme
penalty of the law here, as in Mexico, is always by the rifle bullet,
never the rope.
The President explained in detail the administration of the prison, and
the regulations seemed to be quite Utopian in their mildness. Thus each
prisoner is allowed to see his relatives once a fortnight, and they can
bring him food. During these visits the utmost vigilance is needed to
prevent the smuggling-in of contraband articles, money and so on. As
illustration of this, the President took from his desk a broken tortilla
into which had been kneaded two half-dollars and the tortilla then
cooked. The ruse had been discovered, and now the rule is for every
tortilla brought into the gaol to be broken in two by the guards. The
Gilbertian element, which we had noticed so much in Mexico, was
represented here by the truly astonishing provision of a gaol band,
which discoursed sweet music to the culprits every afternoon. Evidently
our friend the President firmly believed, with Congreve, that
"Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast."
Another benevolent regulation was that by which the prisoners received
on their release all the moneys which they had earned by industries, the
only deduction being for the purchase of materials and the upkeep of the
working sheds. The President took us out to a gallery where were stored
a quantity of really excellently made pieces of furniture, tables,
writing-desks, wardrobes, washstands, chairs, and carved cupboards. In
this way a prisoner on his release is sometimes entitled to as large a
sum as six hundred dollars (£60). Having inspected the school department
where the humanising effects of education were tried upon the criminals,
we were taken up to the roof of the prison to view the method of
guarding it. Between the outside street wall and the inner wall of the
building was a moat some thirty feet wide. In this were stationed at
intervals soldiers armed with rifles. On the outside wall, some two or
three yards broad, paced more armed sentries, who thus commanded an
entire view of the whole prison. In bidding the President good-bye we
said, what we felt, that he was the head of an establishment which did
him the utmost credit, and from the humanising and rational system of
which the English Prison Commissioners might take many valuable hints.
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