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Show IE. CAM IS H II FAMOUS PRISON reatment Accorded Her Be-pt Be-pt fit Her High Station in V Society. ER CELL HAS HISTORY rmer Woman Prisoner Tells of Scenes There in Former Years. , By GEORGES DUTRESNE. icfal Cable to The Tribune. ,'ARIS, May 9. Moat famous of all !-la prisons, undoubtedly the most tary and ancient of all this city's vses of correction is the great St. sTare. Women whose crimes have made tongues of the world wag, have been ircerated here, and this is where Mme. jllaux Is now located, treated with all homage due to a great society leader, j&er crime, the murder of M. Calmette, 1 iot considered by the prison authorial, authori-al, for France assumes innocence in " prisoners until guilt 1b established the public trial. Mme. Calllaux is the ant of "Pistole" No. 12 a cell of ric memories but "strangely enough, ' the envy of every woman prisoner 3t. Lazare, for Mme. Calllaux has all luxuries that money can provide for iij ill Provided. , . tie of the women prisoners Just re-: re-: ea has been telling the newspapers TV- e of the Inner history of St. Lazare Tr-io far as it concerns Mme. Calllaux, said: I occupied the next cell to her, but had Beven fellow prisoners, while me. Calllaux was alone with Jeanne, T::-7?r Bervant. .'i Jeanne Is a poor girl. She stabbed $r husband, who maltreated her. " Although Mme. Caillaux, in her cell -;!Xt door, had everything she wanted, ywas deprived of the most elementary ' Necessities. The other day when. I id to appear before the judge, I ;d not even a looking-glass to see ir5 my hair was tidy and my hat on -raight. It has been said that the other silsoners benefited Indirectly by the iecial regime of Mme. Caillaux. wt Is not so. Bread, soup, vege-hles. vege-hles. and once a week, meat that ib all we had. I met M. Calllaux vce in the passage. He came to " tve a little meal wlthv his wife in Miie director's parlor. They say there will be 'a mutiny the women prisoners if this goes , - Mothers complain bitterly that -('me. Caillaux sees her daughter -vri-ery day In a private room. When "ere Is a visitor for Mme. Caillaux e be'il rlns three times. A Russian "nm Nihilist, who was in my ceil, ed to shout out whenever she .. ard the hell. "Another visitor for IDVe princess." re;vnous Cell. was in "Pistole" No. 12 that Mme. , .. ilieil. the heroine of one of the most -ordinary murder mysteries of recent i"8' was incarcerated pending her . It was within that grimy apart-: apart-: - 5 t that Mmp. Bloch awaited her trl-i. trl-i. . hant acquittal Mme. Bloch. who her husband's mistress after con-able con-able provocation and since her re- has been living peacefully with her 1-Se a pa in. pad the pleasure of an interview with L . Bloch, who is a very quiet and hr pretty little woman, formerly well-vn well-vn In literary and feminist circles, Vhe told me much about the famous that has never before been published. said: ., remember it. only too eil. as I Member every detail of my stay in ,.-.t mournful, humiliating place of OR))' morlts. It was in "Pistole" 'No. ,. that I lived whilst my fate was pl;ng decided far from my children ) all I loved, alone, alone with my thoughts. It was a melancholy 'igh room, this "Pistole" No. 12. , ( 'fldentiy big enough to accommo-';, accommo-';, e half a dozen or more beds, its ,j i- ; .Us were painted black three- L3' irters of the way up, and the rest jTs daubed a dirty -white. Great JjmH crossed the ceiling, from which y?"ig enormous spiders' webs that Jgtered in tlie puffs of air that sssf-'fl through the barred windows. 1 1 I: 1 the furnituro so considerately al-3"ed al-3"ed to prisoners not yet condemned -pgfifPr convicted persons are not al---ed the "comfortable accommoda-i accommoda-i of the 'pistole.' " There was a ty Iron bedstead covered with a wn coverlet, on which were 1 lifted li-fted in big letters the word "pris-Near "pris-Near by stood a little wooden , f:'le, and for chest of drawers and 'OrJJx'drobe a single shelf served. Just -hid ( the bed was a peephole a i. '"idas" so that mv everv movement edd be watched. But the attendant -" m- that 1 was a "ladv," and that .w iouph the giving of money Is for-ai for-ai -; fn she ,nlnt come In for a share delicacies I could purchase. So had put a nail in the wall above ' te'"-- ,loIe and I hung clothes onto it once, of course. Three windows vA out to the exercise ground, hy pressing one's face against y bars one could watch the prison-1$ prison-1$ taking the air twice a day. iy ,ie Distracting. ihat, Indeed, was the one great 11 ration. For the great courtyard 1 picturesque, and the old bnild-I'1 bnild-I'1 that overlooked it had a certain I.rtfni of antiquity. Moving scenes ln ln6 the Terror had been enacted f ! 'j It: waa thence that the carts IJl'Bd away to the guillotine with the aemned aristocrats. Most of the f oners walk round, gesticulating. Bering, even sinking. Tf they see iPfstoliere" at the window, thev j er Jeer or beg importunely their I luxurious sister to throw them J'n pieces of chocolate or biscuits. (e of them In silence wash their n at the washing-place in the 'f ale of tho yard, but most of them engaged In talk or sing loo loudlv t ,.- etlmes. And in that case the mm 1. - narge Interposes severely and tlie ies cease. Perhaps, however,- the ' 0ntrs are rebellious, and then ' s"ut at her and scream Insults ?(&'' 1 the foulest language. When that ',- Jens the terrthte Sister Leonldo ars on the scene, and, as if by .jiC:. j&utment, the uproar ceases. " a WOI"d she fixes her stern n the prisoners tlie ranks form , .OS -' In silence, and. with t he mm at -yf head, they march back Into the ' "f ': 'I1 'n sl,ence- Pr 30 vears Sister ' has presided over this hell, beneath her rough severity can see a deep pfty and kindness. |