Prisons -- United States; Women prisoners -- United States
All knowledge is useful, I thought, and in time I shall understand
running a steam-engine. As the women have been trusted with the
dangerous thing, they may still continue to be, till I have leisure to
learn the science of steam as applied to cooking.
After I had taken a survey of the kitchen the Deputy took me into the
women's prison which led out of it.
The centre of the hollow square, in which the dormitories are built,
looked like a huge block of glittering ice, so white were the washed
walls of brick and stone. The black, grated doors of the cells, inserted
into them, like the teeth of grinning demons, were ranged along the
sides about two feet apart, tier after tier, five stories, one above
another.
The Deputy led me along past the iron doors. I trembled and shrank back;
but I had no idea of receding from my undertaking. I "screwed my courage
to the sticking-point," and looked into the narrow, stone rooms; but it
was many days before I could force myself to enter one.
I grew heart-sick, and faint with apprehension of unknown terrors at
their cheerless aspect.
"What lodgings for human beings!" I exclaimed.
"They are not very pleasant," said the Deputy.
"If you were the one to blame for it I should certainly charge you with
great inhumanity."
"I suppose you will think us very cruel sometimes."
"In this case I don't know as you can help it. You did not make these
sleeping apartments for the prisoners. The public functionaries of the
State may be thanked for showing such tender mercies as these."
"We are used to seeing them, and they don't look to us as they do to
you."
"Does that make them any more comfortable for the prisoners? Do they get
used to them so as to be comfortable?"
"I presume so. I know they are more comfortable places than some had
before they came here."
"Then it should be the work of the vaunting Christianity of this
religious land to raise such degradation to cleanliness, comfort, and
respectability."
"There might be a great deal done in that direction if people were only
disposed to do it."
"Our prisons are rather private affairs, I believe. They can only be
visited on certain days and occasions."
"It would be very inconvenient for our work to have people running in,
and over the place at all times. We could not have it. And it wouldn't
be liked by the prisoners to be gazed at constantly."
I made no reply; but I thought it might have a salutary effect upon the
discipline of the prison, which he had just said I might think cruel, to
be exposed to the observation of the public. The prisoners must have
lost the sensibility which would shrink from being made a spectacle
before they came in there. If visiting were allowed only on certain days
and occasions, the place and the convicts would be put in order for
company, and a very incorrect idea of the every-day life of the
prisoners would be obtained.
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