Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1858-10-07
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PRISONERS CHILD.
I'M was early morning.
BY MARY A. DENIsoN.

TT was early morning.
Ills this the way to Sing Sing ?"
Yes, roughly replied a,brown. faced
countryman, and passed on.s
1t was afternoon. The childEwas some.
what fragile in her appearance. Her
bonnet was of broken straw her shoes
were much torn the sun played hotly on
her tender forehead. She walked on aud
on an hour longer. "a Agssg~
rs this the wayeto Sing Sing
Yes, little girl what are You going
there for p
The child trugged on, her lip duiyering
but not deigning to answer the pleasant
faced old man who had stopped the jog
ging Of his horse to note her hurried man.
ner, and who liked that little face. anx,
ious and sad as its expression. was.
The dew was falling. Katy had fallen
toe, almost. A rough stone by the way.
embedded in moss, received her tired lit.
tie frame. She looked SO wierd and aged
sitting there, her tangled hair falling on
the hands that we're clasped over her
face By the shaking Of her frame, the
tears were coming too, and she was brave
ly trying to keep them back.
WHY ! what is this dear little girl do
ing here" g3al8 SarHvEY
The exclamation came from a pair of
eager young lips,
"A curiosity / declared exclaimed
a harsher voice, and Katy, looking up
suddenly covered away from the sight Of
the pretty young girl, and her agreeable
looking companion.
81 What are youdoing here, little grip
asked Nell haywood, moving a little
nearer toward the frightened child. 3
g Going to Sing Sing, said Katy, in a
sacred way.
Did you ever George! this child is
going to Sing Sing ; why it is ten miles
off. Child did you know it was SO far.
off?'' .s4i
Katy shook her head and wiped away
the hot and heavy tears one byF one. 80
Why, yes, you poor little goose
" hat are you going 10 Sing Sing for
Have you had your supper ~
Katy shook her head. slA
Have you had any dinner? an s
Again the sad child shook her head.
Nor breakfast? why, George, the
poor little thing must be almost starved!f
VI should think so,', mechanically re-
piled her brother, just recovering from a.
yawn, and showing signs Of sympathy. a4
Look here what's your name? Well
Katy, you must come up to- the house. and
get something to eat. Going to Sing
Sing on foot, dear me, how ridiculous /
follow me, Katy and we'll take care OF.
you tonight, somehow and see about your
going to Sing Sing to-morrow.n
Katy followed. What a glorious Wis
ion burst upon her viewle The palace
house: the rocks r~eddening in the low,
western sun the shining river the
signs of luxury on every hand.
They walkednp a wide avenue. Films
and oaks threw their pleasant branches
on each side here and there a flower
bush might be seen ; vines grew around
the noble pillars, twisting up to the gilt
ftering windows. a1sgn#
Susan, give this poor child a good
supper she is hungry, and tired, too, |
imagine. After that | will see what can
w 0OnO 1S't4 uCEs@FAlI= HMZf sAE-Na ~
Susan, give this poor child a good sup
per ; she is hungry. and tired too. IimagaI
n G After that 1 will see what can be
done for her. sA u v#oa 3
Meanwhile, her story, or that brief part
oft which we know, was being told in
the drawing room. The sylplr figure in
white, 3lounging gracefully in the midst
OF delicate cushions, Accompanied her
narratlona with expressive gestures, and
now and then a little laugh.
~ i should like to know what She is GO
ing to Sing Sing for /" she. saidy leaning
languidly back ~We must get her up
something to wear a bonnet, a pair of
shoes and then maybe, we can manage
to haye7her carried someway, if her mis-
-siofris OF any importance. oh such an
odd looking little thing !" Vac
Who is that, my daughter n
1k Oh. papa, you have come home mhy
why, | was talking about a mite 80 a
child she can't hesmore. than ten, iffAat.
4 saw her QUE here sitting on the~moss
rock; the most ferlorn object. She says
she is going to Sing Sing" @
q = met heron my way said the pleas
ant faced old man 'sshe asked me. about
it, and | would have stopped her, but she
trudged on. Where is she ? 1t was noon
when | saw her. dss $50 N
isas"Ia the kitchen, papa. Susan is TAX
ing.good care of her, / expect, and when
she has had a hearty supper we will talk
with her. kdss sssss aa&
A gay trio Of young girls came in
The MEETINGS were put up the gas burns
ed brightly and music and mirth Danish
ed all thoughts Of care. Suddenly, Neil
haywood remembered the little odd fig