The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1858-09-15
An GttclIcnt Sturpl
TUE PRISONERS CHILD.
ny MRS. MARY A. DENIsoN.
Ir was carly morning.


man, and passed on,
1t was afternoon. The child was somewhat
fragile in her appearance. Her bonnet was o.
broken straw; her shoes were much torn; the
sun played holly on her tender forehead. She
wllked on and on an hour longer.
is this the way to Sing Sing?
yes, little girl; but what are you going there
br?'
The child trudged on, her lip quvering, but
not deigning to answer the pleasant faced old
man who had stopped the jogging of his horse
to note her hurried manner, and who liked that
little face, anxious and sad as its expression
was.
The dew was falling. Katy had fallen too
almost. A rough stone bv the way, imbedded
in moss, received her tired little frame. She
looked SO wiard and aged, sitting there, her
tangled hair falling on the hands that were
casped aver her face! By the shaking of hcl
frame, the tears were coming too, and she was
bravely trying to hold them back.
why! what is this dear little girl doing
here?
The exclamation came from Il pair of eager
younf lips.
"A curiosity! declared exclaimed harsh
er voice, and Katy, looking up suddenly, COVER
claway from the sight of tho pretty young gr |
and her agreeable looking companion.
Whatever are you doing here, little girl?-
asked Nell haywood, moving little nearer to
wards the frightened child
Going to Sing Sing said Katy, in scared
way.
Did you ever, George! this cArd Cqsoing tc
Sing Sing; why, it's ten miles oaEtyrS ilild, die
pou know it was so far aff?' l
kitty shook her head anl wipol pnway tho
hot and heavy tears one by one. n
why, yes, you poor little got1ID- What are
you going to Sing Sing for. I1e you hat
your supper@
Ketty shook her head.
Have you had any dinncrH
Again the sad child shook her head,
Nor breakfast? Why, George, the poor lit
tlo thing must BE- almost starvedn
Il should think So mechanically replied hcI
brother, just recovering from yawn, and show
ing signs ofsympathy.
Look here, what's your name? Well, Katy
you must come up to the house, and got some
thing to eat. Going to Sing Sing on foot; dea
me, how ridiculous. fellow men, Katy, and wei
take care you tonight, somehow, and sec a
but your going to Sing Sing Tomorrow
Katy followed. What glorious vision burs
upon her view! The palace house; the rock
rcdding in the low, western sun; the shining
river; the signs of luxury on every hand.
They walked up a wide avenue. Elms an,
oaks threw their pleasant branches on each side
here anil there flower bush might he seen
vines grow around the noble pillars, twistin
up, up to the glttering windows.
Susan, give this poor child a good suppc,
she is hungry, and tired, too, imagine. A
ter that | will see what can be done for her
Susan wore o mild face She looked pleas
antly down at the poor, tired little one, an
taking her hand which trembled now, led he
into the kitchen.
Meanwhile, her story, or that brierpart Of
which we know, was being told in the draw
ing-room. The sylph figure in white, loungin
gracefully in the midst OF dclecatc cushions, az
companied her narration with expressive ges
turcs, and now and then little laugh.
L should like to know what she is going
Sing Sing for! she said leaning languidly bac
tWe must get her up something to wear; a bo,
net; pair Of shoes; and then, maybe, we ca
manage to have her carried some way, if ht
mission is Of any Importance. Oh! such an odd
looking little thing
'Who is that, my daughter?'
Oh, Papa, you are come home; why, l. WI
talking about mito ola child; she can't
ting on moss-rock the most forlorn object. 81
says she is going to Sing Sing
i met her on my way said the pleasant ia
ed old man; she asked me about it, and wol
have stopped her, but she trudged on. Whe
is she? twas noon when | saw her.
TN the kitchen, Papa. Susan is taking goo
cars of her. expect, and when she has had
hearty supper we will talk with her.
A gay trio of young girls came in. The ne
tings were put up; the gas burned bright
and music and mirth banished all thoughts
care. Suddenly, Nell haywood remembert
the little odd figure, and cIapping her hand
cried Oh I've something to show you, girl
4. and disappeared.
Susan was picking goosebcrrics near the pa
try in the kitchen.
where is the child, Susy?' asked Nell Ma
wood.
'On the doorstep, Miss, Susan replied, pee
ing away.
'Why, no Susan, there's nobody here; nobot
10 be SEEM
sYes, Miss Susan placed her pan dow
held her apron up to catch the stems Of tho be
ries, and walked deliberately to the door.
why, she sat here some time after supp
/ turned, and came in; she was sitting the
looking up, up at the stars, Iexpect thoug
she was mighty quiet child; but she's dee
deep, Miss Nelley; she's gone. Let me see
there ain'ta silver round--I should be afe
cd she'd took something; they're mighty artfi
g why, didn't you tell her she might stay
night? Nell haywood was pocping here q
there, to spy her II possible.
Eyes, Miss Nell; and told her what &c
bed there was over the woodshsd; but she loo