Another chance, 'tis all I ask, In freedom's sun again to bask; To hear the voice of loved at home, And amid familiar scenes to roam. What saith the Scripture? Is it wise To gain a world and lose the prize Of future Joys of Him above, Who came to save because of love For sinful men imprisoned here In sin's corrupted atmosphere? Another chance to know the life Beyond the cruel prison strife, Where Beauty, Truth and Culture reign, And pleasure comes from Labor's gain; To see the golden sun at dawn Spring forth to kiss the rural lawn, Wet with the kiss of midnight dew, And brightens to a gorgeous hue, To please the eye of all mankind. A gift of God to man so blind, Another chance to show the world That darkness hid my flag unfurled; That flame of ingenuity Burns brightest where the darkest be; As all is not as some would tell; "A soul defiled and booked for hell." Another chance I crave of thee, Oh, Governor, but feel and set me free! Make the conditions what you may, I will live up to them every day; I have no friends to plead for me, Dear Governor, can't you set me free? Most sincerely JAKE MCKINNEY. [Illustration: JUDGE AARON KOHN One of the greatest criminal lawyers of the American bar There is none in this world who has been a greater friend in my sorest need.] Letter from the Late Col. Will S. Hays Editor, Poet, and Song Writer My Dear Rev. Geo. L. Herr: It is a pleasure to express the sentiment of pure friendship I have for you and for the Christian work in which you are now engaged. Knowing you from boyhood, I am free to say you are one of God's chosen ones to do his will and work, and heaven never had a more faithful representative than yourself. May your words and works in the Master's cause result in adding souls to the kingdom of glory, and may God and the angels watch over and guard you through life is the prayer of your friend, WILL S. HAYS. -------- The law of the Lord is perfect, converting the soul.--Ps. 19:7. -------- The Late J. P. Scheider Captain of Police I have met him at all times and in all places, from the palace to the prison, striving to better the conditions of his fellowmen. At the same time serving our Lord in such a noble manner as to attract the attention of the least appreciative person. He has taken for his duty the task of working principally among the criminal classes that frequent our city prisons, and to my personal knowledge has done more to benefit the inmates than any other man of his vocation. Oh! how far more pleasant this life would be if the world was full of just such noble, good-spirited men as my friend George L. Herr, whom I know to be serving our God in the most appropriate manner known to mankind.