persevered, and one month before my time expired I had my book
completed, and sent it out by a friend who visited the prison, who
kept it for me until I secured my liberty. As before stated, I
lectured until I got money sufficient, and then I published my first
book on prisons, giving it the impressive title of "A Kansas Hell."
This book sold rapidly, and soon the first edition was disposed of. I
made enough money out of this book to place me on my feet,
financially. But, to return to my cell the first afternoon. I remained
alone until time for the prisoners to come in from their work, when I
found that I was to have a "life man" for my cell-mate, whose name
was Woodward R. Lopeman. I have given his history in a subsequent
chapter. I remained in my cell during the evening, until the prison
bell rang for retiring. Strange to say, after going to bed, I soon
fell asleep, and did not awake until the prison bell rang on the
following morning. When I did awake, it was to find myself, not in my
own pleasant little home in the city of Atchison, Kansas, but in a
felon's cell. I arose and dressed, and then waited and wondered what
would be the next thing on the programme.



CHAPTER II

THE COAL MINES

I was next taken to the coal mines. These mines are located just
outside of the prison enclosure, and are surrounded by high stone
walls and stone buildings, which, by their location, take the place of
walls. The coal yards are separated from the prison campus by a
partition wall, which constitutes the south wall of the coal