"Of course it has."
"Has the order for me to be on duty in the prison at meal time, been approved by the Board?"
"Certainly!"
"You consider them a very intelligent body of men, do you not?"
"Of course,—they are my superior officers."
"How can they expect me to be in two different places at the same time?"
"I really don't know much about the arrangements on the women's side at meal times. My station is in the men's prison at that time."
"Yes, sir; and it is the place of our head officer to be stationed on this side, in the women's prison, at that time, and it is my place to be in the kitchen at meal time, to see that the meals go out properly, and that none of them are turned from the right channel."
The next day afforded him an illustration of what I said. The dinner fell short. He entered the kitchen at one door as I went in at another. He came hurrying up to me, and asked—"Why is this?"
"I don't know, sir! It was all right when I left the kitchen. Since that, I have no means of knowing what has been going on. I have been shut out in the prison, on duty."