2 or 3 things I know about her

I sat down and wrote a letter to the Adult Authority, which is group of men in charge of fixing the sentences and kind of running things. I wrote, “the trouble that I had in August is perhaps know to you. I have been unjustly prosecuted and am being unjustly treated in being confined in solitary.

“I feel I was absolutely justified in what I did. However, I shall do my best to survive, if only given the chance. Gentlemen, I humbly beseech of for that chance. I would highly appreciate it, if the Authority would assist me to rehabilitate myself. I feel that there is good in me, that I can and will make good, if I can interest someone in my welfare. I still have confidence in myself. Prison has not caused me to be bitter towards society; all that I ask is chance to earn an honest living when I am free. I do not believe that I was meant to be an utter failure. I ask of you, Gentlemen, to grant me transfer to San Quentin, where I can do my time with a job, for Warden Duffy promised me that. I will be free of the mental strain that I’ve labored under in the prison.

“Due to my past record at Folsom, and to the prevalent sentiment, it is inconceivable that I can live a normal prison life, with no serious trouble here.”

The kept me in solitary. The months passed. I thought I’d go out of my brain. I got no answer from the Adult Authority. Unable to work on my court appeal, it was turned down. I was allowed no mail in