True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1858-09-01

now through this massive door, now
through that passage way. Everything
spoke Of crime, Of fierce passions subdued
and held in stern control, everything,
from the grim face of the ferocious watch
dog. 10 the sentinels armed.
Then they turned and went up the
stairs, the jaior holding the scared bird
close to his side with tender clasp, the
Warden following. Another tramp, and
at last they came TO stand still. The
jailor'rapped at cell door. Slowly the
figure Of man with . harsh, hair-covered
face appeared.
"Here's your little girl come to see
you" said the jailor.
"Little girl! hem you're green"
said the man, in grum accents; ave
got no little girl, or you wouldn't catch
me here"
"Father," saId the childish voice. Il
sounded SO sweet, so childish, in that
terrible prison. But, as the scowing
face came closer to the bars, the child hid
her head quickly in the jailor's arm,
half sobbiGg; i!>wasn't him.
"We'll try the next one." He walk
ed further on, and spoke more pleasantly
this time. "WelI, BOnGy. here is little
Katy; don't you want TO see her -
''Little Katy" there was a long
pause. 81 had Katy once-not title
Katy-I broke her heart God pity me.
Go on, it can't be for me.' s
Again the sweet voice rang out, ''Fa,
ther." The prisoner came up close to
the bars youthful face framed with
light wavy hair; face in which the blue
eyes looked innocent; face that it
seemed sin to couple with a foul deed,
gazing out. 1t saw the chiId's earnest,
pleading, fearful eyes; dark expression
rolled like wave across his brow;
groan came up from his bosom, and with
a low moan he staggered against his bed,
crying, "iake her away; can't stand
the sight Of anything pare-iike that"
Katy had hidden her face a second
time. as she feebly cried, "itisn't him :"
so they kept on TO the third cell.
"Jim here's little girl, little Katy,
your daughter, wants to see you."
! A stupid "what !" came from the bed /:
The man had probably jus. awakened.
j "Your lille daughterl''
There was sound. of rattling irons
that made the child shiver. Dimly ap-
peared the face and outlines of we'll
made man-the countenanee handsome
but evil. He seemed not 10 comprehend.
But as fast as his chains would permit
him, be came forward and looked out at
the anxious face below. II was almost
too much for the child. With loud,
convusive cry, she exclaimed, "Father (!
Father !" and fell nearly senseless agains,
the jailor.
"Katy !" exclaimed the man, and there
was nervous twitching about the mus
cles of the mouth, "What in Heavens s
name has brought her here ~,
The jailor was calling the child TO con-
seriousness.
"Shall we lei her come in the cell I"
asked the warden.
Jim was dashlng his, hand across bis
face. A smothered "yes" issued from
his lips. They opened the ponderous
door, and put the child within. Her
arms were outslretched his were wide
open, and they came together with
clanking sound together about the form
of that poor little child.
"Oh, Fa,her!' "Oh, Katy, Katy I"
and then there was quiet crying. By
and by the man lifted the little head
whose glossy curls were falling on his
shoulders, and oh what sharp rattle
Of the chains smote on the ear, and looked
in her face, After a moments irresolu-
ton he kissed her, and then his head fell
under her earnest, loving look.
"Katy, what made you come I"
"Wanted to see you, Father" and the
head was on his shoulder again.
"How did you come, Katy, never mind
the noise, they are looking up, they will
be here again, and let you out, how did
you come, Katyi"
III walked here" n.
"From New York. child I"
eyes, Father :" aifE
There was no sound, save that Of the
chains. as he strained her closer 10 his
bosom.
"And how did you leave--her--Kaiy
--your mother!"
The question was fearfully asked, but
not responded 10. He gazed eagerly in
the child's face, her little lips was quiver-
, ing.
"Katy, tell me quick |"
, "She died, Father!''
t A groan, terrible groan followed. the
Conyict's head fell into the lap Of his
: child. and be wept with strong cries.
0 The jailor and the Warden said that they
{ never saw sight SO woeful. And the
|, child tried to comfort him, till his
strength seemed to be gone, and his sobs
j were like gasps. sa
|, "Oh. Katy, when did she diel Oh
1 my poor May my poor girl =
'Eyer so long ago, | guess, ever SC
many weeks" replied the child, "bu
|, she told me to come and see you, aud
| comfort you,'h ssloa lme
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