by crockery, for tinware is too often rusty ware. Good food on rusty ware is unpalatable. The dinner consists of vegetable soup with beef in it, potatoes, bread and tea. Sentenced prisoners again eat at the table, and the court prisoners in their cells. Some of the court prisoners are not in; the sheriff has taken some of them, charged with offences, to the judge, or, should the grand jury or county court be in session, some of the prisoners may have been taken to the courthouse in the company of the sheriff or of an under sheriff. There is some disorder now in the jail, because the sheriff is away in court. The under sheriff is out making an arrest, and the one jailer with the sheriff's wife must run the whole place."

Dinner is over. The kitchen squad washes the dishes. and puts them away. Most of the cleaning has now been done. Absolutely nothing is on the jail program until supper, except idleness. The story of the morning is repeated. Day by day and week by week the prisoners go through the same monotonous program. Any intelligent person can draw his own inferences as to the beneficent results of such treatment. Here are prisoners charged with crime or convicted of crime. They have offended against the laws of the State. Why should they not be under the control of the State in State institutions? Why should it be left to a county to devise its own general plan of dealing with convicted and unconvicted prisoners? And why, above all things else, should such a miserably injurious plan be allowed to continue for the further demoralization and debauchery of men and women, young and old? Why, with supereme indifference, allow these conditions to continue, and with enthusiastic support build new State prisons and make larger appropriations for reformatories and special institutions to receive the product of such perverse institutions as the county jail?

So during the afternoon there is hardly any work except for the sheriff and his assistants. While part of his population is safe in the cells, some of the sentenced prisoners roam the jail at liberty as trusties. The sheriff is serving papers, collecting debts, appearing as witness, or purchasing material for the jail. The working day is over by four o'clock. The supper, consisting of only bread and coffee and perhaps some beans, is served about five. After supper all the prisoners. are locked in their cells. The same dismal monotony continues. Some of the prisoners read books or magazines but

these are relatively few. The Prison Association has furnished to this jail a library of fifty books, the gift of a philanthropic young woman. But the inspector has found that the books are in the library of the sheriff's office, and the paper covers over the permanent bindings do not show that the books have been frequently distributed in the jail. In the jail library, religious treatises of twenty or thirty years ago abound. There are a good many old magazines.

During the evening the prisoners smoke and hold chats with each other in the corridor or from the different cells. There is a little singing, some yelling, occasional profanity, mixed perhaps with the incoherent sounds of an insane prisoner or from some one going through the stages of delirium tremens. At 8 or 9 o'clock the lights are turned out. The night guard or night sheriff makes his rounds, tests the locks and then leaves the cellblock; in our jail there is a watchman's attachment on each floor and the watchman must make his rounds at least once an hour.

And the next day for the prisoners is the same and the next day the same again. On Sunday services are held, not every Sunday, but once in two or three weeks. In some jails hardly any services are held for months. The sentenced prisoners, that is to say, the short termers come and go; some of them for three days, some five days, some ten days some thirty days or more. The court prisoners change much more slowly, but their change means less, for they are shut away from communication with the rest of the jail and they affect the daily routine but little.