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wonderfully quickened by solitude. I turned
the slide quite softly, and looked into the closed
space, when the prisoner’s eye immediately met
mine. It is airy, clean, and light within the
cell, but the window is placed so high that it is
impossible to look out of it. A high stool,
made fast to a sort of table, and a hammock,
which can be hung upon hooks under the
ceiling, and covered with a quilt, compose the
whole furniture.
Several cells were opened for us. In one of
these was a young, and extremely pretty girl.
She had lain down in her hammock, but sprang
out directly the door was opened, and her first
employment was to lift her hammock down,
and roll it together. On the little table stood
a pitcher with water, and by it lay the remains
of some oatmeal cakes, besides the Bible and
some psalms.
In the cell close by sat a child’s murderess.
I saw her only through the little glass in the
door. She had had heard our footsteps; heard
us speak; but she sat still, squeezed up into
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