At Thomaston, Me., 230 inmates yelled and banged their cell-doors from 8 p. m. to 2 a. m. in the rambling old red-brick Maine State prison. Their grievance: They had been limited to two outgoing letters per week because a favorite pastime had been writing letters, sometimes 30 or 40 per man per day, to names obtained from matrimonial agencies.
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