The Prison Chaplaincy, And Its ExperiencesQuinby, Hosea
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The Prison Chaplaincy, And Its Experiences
Quinby, Hosea
Prison chaplains; Prisoners -- Religious life; Prisons -- New Hampshire
4. _Necessity for the chaplain's undertaking what he did._ This
necessity arose, not simply from the demands of the inmates for
educational and reformatory means, but also from considerations of good
prison order. True, the warden had the vanity to think he could control
the men in whatever way he might undertake. The show of his cane would
be sufficient for any emergency. But there was human nature in the
prison as well as out, and, from the circumstances, it would be strange
if it did not show itself. By taking away the prisoners' educational
privileges, and the various articles referred to, much idle time would
be left. How would this be employed? These men would naturally feel
angry at being deprived of what they had enjoyed so long, and prized.
This now unemployed time would give them ample opportunity for studying
means of revenge, and some would no doubt turn their acumen in that
direction. If a prisoner had any smartness, he would feel, from the
circumstances, almost impelled to give vent to mischief, and thereby
make as much trouble as possible.
But, could I step in, and, by dint of effort, keep those minds agreeably
occupied, I should do so much towards helping the warden to the desired
subordination and order. No previous time in my prison experience seemed
to demand so great efforts in that direction as now. Hence, duty
appeared calling me to step forward, as I did.
5. _New phase at the prison, and the chaplain's efforts._ The first
Sabbath morning came for chapel worship under the new order, and a
sadder appearing company I never met, their countenances being
expressive of anxiety and gloom commingled. The singing dragged, the
instrument standing voiceless, as the one who had usually made it speak,
was of the sex here proscribed, and the warden had not found another to
take her place. It was hard preaching, for these once earnest hearers
seemed to have hearts too full for hearing. But I endeavored to give
words of hope, and to direct their minds to a heavenly Father who will
ever carry his trusting children through the scenes they are called to
pass. Of course I could make no allusion to present circumstances, or
appear to recognize any change in the surroundings; but somehow I could
not call the hearers "criminals." I pursued the usual course, addressing
them as _men_, or _friends_, or perhaps _brothers_, for I was
occasionally guilty of all that; but the word "criminal" never hung on
my lips when addressing the inmates on subjects of improvement. In my
view, such a course would have been like attempting to light a fire by
applying the match with one hand and dashing on water with the other.
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