Female life in prison, by a prison matron [F.W. Robinson].

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Page 172 - Yet must I leave thee, woman, to thy shame. I hold that man the worst of public foes Who either for his own or children's sake, To save his blood from scandal, lets the wife Whom he knows false, abide and rule the house: For being thro...
Page 48 - we scarce can sink as low For men at most differ as Heaven and earth, But women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
Page 54 - What for?" " Well, I've made up my mind — that's what for. I shall break out to-night — see if I don't.
Page 55 - And the breaking out often occurs as promised ; the glass shatters out of the window frames, strips of sheets and blankets are passed through or left in a heap in the cell, the guards are sent for, and there is a scuffling, and fighting, and scratching, and screaming that Pandemonium might equal, nothing else.
Page 13 - Socratic stoicism, will compress her lips, submit herself to the shears, and march away to her bath afterwards in a business-like manner. A second will have a shivering fit over it, a third will weep passionately, and a fourth will pray to be spared the indignity, and implore the matron, on her knees, to go to the lady-superintendent, and state her case for her.
Page 49 - And yet, strange as it may appear, there are few, if any, murderesses among thetn ; they have been chiefly convicted of theft after theft, accompanied by violence, and they are satanically proud of the offences that have brought them within the jurisdiction of the law. ' In the prison the teaching that should have begun with the women in their girlhood is commenced, and exercises, in a few instances, a salutary influence ; but ignorance, deep-besotted ignorance, displays itself with almost every...
Page 12 - Women, whose hearts have not quailed, perhaps, at the murder of their infants, or the poisoning of their husbands, clasp their hands in horror at this sacrifice of their natural adornment — weep, beg, pray, occasionally assume a defiant attitude and resist to the last, and are finally only overcome by force. It is one of the most painful tasks of the prison, this hair-cutting operation — moreover, it is, in my opinion, at least a test of character.
Page 136 - One matron, who has since left the service — a matron of somewhat impulsive disposition — once told me in confidence, and with a comical expression of horror on her countenance, that she was afraid she should break out herself, the temptation appeared so irresistible.
Page 47 - But to see some of these women, hour by hour, and listen to them in their mad defiance, rage, and blasphemy, is almost to believe they are creatures of another mould and race, born with no idea of God's truth, and destined to die in their own benighted ignorance.
Page 80 - Ye-es, lady," was the hesitating answer ; " it's a kind of change, but " — with a little impulsive dash...

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