The Buchanan County guardian. (Independence, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1858-1864, 1858-08-19

What are you going to Sing Sing for
Have you had your supper p
Katy shook her head. 0n .M I'm
Have YOU had any dinner 2
Again the sad child shook her head
a'Nor breakfast? Why, George, the
poor little thing must be almost star.
we'd 7 ~ ut5eI s, w,e0 sat Hai1g rs
Il should think So mechanically re-
piled her brother, just recovering from a
yawn, and showing signs of sympathy
Look here what's your name
Well, Katy, YOU must come up to the
house, and get something to eat. Going
to Sing Sing OH foot dear me, how
ridiculous follow me, Katy, and well
take care of you tonight, somehow, and
see about your going to Sing Sing to.
morrow s.fs ~ -t.l o ,0qg.l
Katy followed. What glorious Wis
ion burst upon her view The palace
house; the rocks reddening in the low,
western sun the shining river; the
signs ofluxury on every hand. i
They walked up wide avenue
Elms and oaks threw their pleasant bran
ches on each side here and there flow.
er bush might be seen; vines grew around
the noble pillars, twisting up, to the
glittering windows. a ai#IiF{
Susan, give this poor child good
supper; she is hungry, and tired, too,
imagine. After that, will see wha
can be done for her. @laa-
Susan wore mild face. She looked
pleasantly down at the poor, tired little
one, and taking her hand, which trem-
bled now, led her into the kitchen.
Meanwhile, her story, or that brieI
part of which we know, was being told
in the drawing room. The sylph figure
in white. lounging gracefully in the
nj idst of delicate cushions, accompanied
her narration with expressive gestures,
and now and then little laugh.
Il should like to know what she is GO
ing to Sing Sing for ; she said, leaning
languidly back. We must get her up
something to wear bonnet a pair
of shoes and then, maybe, we can man
age to have her carried some way, if her
mission is Off any Importance. Oh such
an odd looking little thing.
who Is that, my daughter ?
'Oh, Papa, you are come home (; why,
| was talking about mite of child
she can't be more than ten, if that.
saw her sitting on moss-rock the mos
forlorn object. She says she is going to
Sing Sing,' ai a.
Il met her on my way said the pleas
ant faced old man she asked me abou
it, and l would have stopped her, bu
she trugged on. Where is she ? L
was noon when | saw her.
In the kitchen, Papa. Susan is
taking good care of her, l expect, and
when she has had hearty supper We
will talk with her..
A gay trio of young girls came in
The nettings were put up; the gas burn
ed brightly and music and mirth ban
ished all thoughts of care. Suddenly,
Nell haywood remembered the little old
figure, and clapping her hands, cried,
oh, I've something to show you, girls,
and disappeared. IS
Susan was picking goosberries near
the pantry in the kitchen.
Where is the child, Susy . asked
Nell haywood.
'On the doorstep, Miss, Susan repli-
ed, picking away. a'
Why, no Susan, there's nobody here
nobody to be seen.'
Yes, Miss Susan placed her pan
down, held her apron up to catch the
stems of the berries, and walked deliber-
ately to the door. asa G =
Why's she sat here some time after
supper. ] turned, and came in she
was sitting there, looking up, up at the
stars, expect. thought she was ,
mighty qniet child; but she's deep
deep, Miss Nelly Il; she's gone. Let me
see-there amt any silver round
should be afeard she'd took something
, they're mighty artful.' a
why, didn't you tell her she might
stay all night?'' Nell haywood was
peeping here and there, to spy her j
possible. )8 oal uag N
Yes, Miss Nell; and told her what
good bed there was over the woodshed
but she looked strange out Of them larg'
eyes of hers, and never seemed to hear.
The poor child is in trouble sale
Nell, quite sorrowful that she could no
further relieve her necessities. I'D hav,
given her something to wear. and We
could have sent her to Sing Sing but
perhaps she will come back again j
so, will you send her to me? -
If she do, l will, Miss, answered Su
san, going at the goosberries again.
But little Kate did not come back
She had been watching her opportunity
to get off, and had already been gon,
some time. She slept in an open field
crawled into some hay she would hav,
walked all night. if she had dared bu
she was afraid Of the darkness.
Mr.. Warden, there's queer cas-,
over at my house. said bluff looking
fellow, meeting the warden Of Sing Sing
prison. We found her last night il
some out Of the way place. and nothing
would do but my wife must take her in
We can't find out her name. except tha
it is Katy, and Iexpect she wants to Sc,