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"Good!" said Mr. Eden. "This is intelligent and it is just. The first gleam of either that has come into this dark hole since I have known it.
I augur well from this."
"This is a character, gentlemen."
"To business, sir?" inquired Mr. Eden, undoing his portfolio.
"Sir," put in Mr. Hawes, "I object to an ex-parte statement from a personal enemy. You are here to conduct a candid inquiry, not to see the chaplain conduct a hostile one. I feel that justice is safe in your hands but not in his."
"Stop a bit," said Mr. Eden; "I am to be dismissed unless I prove certain facts. See! the Secretary of State has put me on my defense. I will intrust that defense to no man but myself."
"You are keen, sir, but--you are in the right; and you, Mr. Hawes, will be here to correct his errors and to make your own statement after he has done in half an hour."
"Ah! well," thought Hawes, "he can't do me much harm in half an hour."
"Begin, sir!" and he looked at his watch.
"Mr. Hawes, I want your book; the log-book of the prison."
"Get it, Mr. Hawes, if you please."
Mr. Hawes went out.
"Mr. Williams, are these the Prison Rules by Act of Parliament?" and he showed him the paper.
"They are, sir."
"Examine them closely, Mr. Lacy; they contain the whole discipline of this prison as by law established. Keep them before you. It is with these you will have to compare the jailer's acts. And now, how many times is the jailer empowered to punish any given prisoner?"
"Once--on a second offense the prisoner, I see, is referred for punishment to the visiting justices."
"If, therefore, this jailer has taken upon himself to punish the same prisoner twice he has broken the law."
"At all events he has gone beyond the letter of this particular set of rules."
"But these rules were drawn up by lawyers, and are based on the law of the land. A jailer, in the eye of the law, is merely a head turnkey set to guard the prisoners. For hundreds of years he had no lawful right to punish a prisoner at all; that right was first bestowed on him with clear limitations by an act pa.s.sed in George the Fourth's reign, which I must show you, because that act is a jailer's sole authority for punis.h.i.+ng a prisoner at all. Here is the pa.s.sage, sir; will you be kind enough to read it out?"
"Hum! 'The keeper of every prison shall have power to hear all complaints touching any of the following offenses: Disobedience of the prison rules, a.s.saults by one prisoner on another where no dangerous wound is given, profane cursing or swearing, any indecent behavior at chapel, idleness or negligence in work. The said keeper may punish all such offenses by ordering any offender to close confinement in the refractory or solitary cells, and by keeping such offenders upon bread and water only for any term not exceeding three days.'"
"Observe," put in Mr. Eden, "he can only punish once, and then not select the punishment according to his own fancy; he is restricted to separate confinement, and bread and water, and three days."
Mr. Lacy continued: "'In case any criminal prisoner shall be guilty of any repeated offense against the rules of the prison, or of any greater offense than the jailer is by this act empowered to punish, the said jailer shall forthwith report the same to the visiting justices, who can punish for one month, or felons or those sentenced to hard labor by personal correction.'"
"Such, sir," said Mr. Eden, "is the law of England, and the men who laid down our prison rules were not so ignorant or unscrupulous as to run their head against the statute law of the land. Nowhere in our prison rules will you find any power given to our jailer to punish any but minor offenses, or to punish any prisoner more than once, or to inflict any variety of punishments. Such are this jailer's powers--now for his acts and their consequences--follow me."
"Evans, open this cell. Jenkyns, what are you in prison for?"
"For running away from sarvice, your reverence."
"How often have you been punished since you came?"
"A good many times, your reverence."
"By the visiting justices?"
"No, sir! I was never punished by them, only by the governor."
"What have been your offenses?"
"I don't know, sir. I never meant to offend at all, but I am not very strong, and the governor he puts me on a heavy crank and then I can't always do the work, and I suppose he thinks it is for want of the will, and so he gives it me."
"How has he punished you?"
"Oh! sometimes it is clamming; nothing but a twopenny roll all day, and kept to hard work all the same; sometimes my bed taken away, you know, sir, but mostly the punishment jacket."
Mr. Lacy. "The punishment jacket; what is that?"
Mr. Eden. "Look in the prison rules and see if you can find a punishment jacket; meantime come with me. Two gross violations of the law--repet.i.tion of punishment and variety of punishments. Evans, open this cell. What are you in for?"
Prisoner (taking off his cap politely). "Burglary, gentlemen."
"Have you been often refractory since you came here?"
"Once or twice, sir. But--"
"But what?"
"These gentlemen are the visiting justices?"
"Yes!"
"They would be offended if I told the truth."
Mr. Lacy. "I am here from the Secretary of State, and I bid you tell the truth."
Prisoner. "Oh! are you, sir; well, then, the truth is, I never was refractory but once."
Mr. Lacy. "Oh! you were refractory once?"
Prisoner. "Yes, sir!"
Mr. Lacy. "How came that?"
Prisoner. "Well, sir! it was the first week. I had never been in a separate cell before, and it drove me mad; no one came near me or spoke a word to me, and I turned savage; I didn't know myself, and I broke everything in the cell."
Mr. Eden. "And the other times?"
Prisoner. "The other times, sir, I was called refractory but I was not."