Prisons -- United States; Women prisoners -- United States
The next morning, I fainted in attempting to rise, and was obliged to go
down in my night-dress and shawls to call the women out.
I should have told the Master that day that I could rise no longer to
call the women out, only that I heard that Mrs. Hardhack wished to go
out that night, to return at seven the next morning. If I refused to get
up, she would be obliged to stay at home to do that duty.
I thought I would heap one coal of kindness on her head, so I told her I
would try to get through with it one more morning. She accepted the
favor; but it was like casting pearls before swine--she did not thank
me.
As soon as she returned the next morning, I wrote the Master a note,
saying I could rise no longer to call the women out, and I hoped he
would find some one to relieve me of all duty as soon as possible.
He took no notice of my note till afternoon; then I heard him, in his
measured tread, stalking along the prison floor. The dinner was out of
the way; nearly all of the work attended to for the day. The time I had
spent from morning till afternoon was so much gained for which he did
not pay.
"You are not willing to get up and unlock any longer in the morning, you
say?"
"I cannot, sir; I am too ill."
"Then we don't want you here any longer," was the gentlemanly response.
"I am happy to be relieved of my duties here."
"You may go now, the sooner the better," was his gentle reply.
"Yes, sir; I will leave directly."
I called my maid, packed my trunk, and made all haste to depart. I made
my adieus as brief as possible. My women, with one exception, were
crying and lamenting my departure, and I truly regretted to leave the
poor wretches in such merciless care.
"I shall spend the rest of my time in solitary," said O'Brien.
"I shall get locked up the first thing," said Lissett.
"I shall try to get into the shop," said Allen. "I never can stand it
here after ye."
"My heart is as black after ye as that stove," sobbed McMullins.
It was many a day and night, after I went out from that prison, before
the sights and sounds that I saw and heard there left my mental sight
and hearing.
I thought as I went away, I will go from door to door through this broad
Commonwealth, state what I have learned of woman's condition in prison,
and beseech every other woman to help open the doors of her ignorance,
and degradation, to the light of the knowledge which will lead to
reformation.
Every one who has the cause of humanity at heart will echo the
cry,--open the doors of our prisons, as the doors of other public
institutions are thrown open, so that those who support may have an
opportunity to inspect them.
It is the right of every tax-payer to know what is done within our
prison walls at all times. It is the duty of every Christian man to make
himself acquainted with the moral bearing of the discipline which
obtains within them.
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