Through the massive portal of the
outer gate we have eomc, and entering
into the jail through that handsome
door in the iron railing that closes the
Inside entrance, we find -ourelv1n
building in which three or more wings
converge to the centre hall. Each wing
is divided Into three stories. Along
each story runs a light Iron gallery.
which you can gain by mounting that
ornamental circular stair running from
top to bottom. Above, large skylights
give ample light and ventilation. Every
thing, is light, airy, and cheerful. The
brasses shine as brasses shine only in
jails and on men-of-war. Let us walk
along the cells, and look at some of
their occupants. Here is a man making
pair of boots, and seemingly rattier
comfortable and happy. He is a boot
maker who has been twenty times com
m it ted for drunkenness. He is only
a drunkard; so we may feel a certain
amount of satisfaction that he is not very
miserable. What difference for bim
is his time spent in Jail from the Inter
vals of freedom! Here be works be
tween six and seven hours a day, and
out of earnings he receives an allow
ance larger than ever was left him by
the public-bouse when at home.
Around him everything is exquisitely
clean. His cell is boarded, and measures
twelve feet by seven. It is ten feet high,
and is lit and ventilated in the most per
fect manner that Science can devise. On
his shelf are his dish for porridge, and
tins brght as silver for soup and milk.
