Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1858-10-07

J"tVt uOidtuR Lil6 SCuT6Q Dlrt
close to his side with a tender clasp, the
Warden following. Another tramp ane
at last they cane to a stand still. The
Jailer raped Mt a cell door. Slowly tht
figure Of a man with o harsh hair covered
face appeared.
Here's your little girl come to see
lyou," said the jailor.
Little grill hem you're green said
the man in grum accents "Pye got no
little girl or you wouldn'tcatch me here
Father said the childish voice. II
sounded SO sweet, so childish. in that teri,
ibie prison. But the scowling face came
closer to the bars, the child hid her head
quickly in the ~jailor's arms, half sobbing
it wasn't him.
Well try the next one.n he walked
on, and spoke more pleasantly this time.
Well, Bondy, here is little KATY
don't you want to see her 7"
Little Katy-Dlhera-was a long
pause. | had a Katy once-not a lit.
tie Katy-I broke her heart-God for.
give. Go on, it cant be for me.
Again the sweet voice rang out, Faith
err II The prisoner came ap close 20 the
bars I: a youthful face framed with light
wavy hair a face in which the blue ewes
looked Innocent !: afact that seemed q
sin to couple with a foul deed, gazed out.
1t saw the child's earnest, pleading tear.
full eyes a dark expression rolled like
a wave across his brow a grsoan came
tuP from his bosom, and with a low moan
he staggered against his bead. CRYING
take her away | mi stand anything
pure like that.
Katy had hidden her face a second
time, as she feebly CRIED, 1t isn't him !"
50 they kept on till they cam to the
third cell. s-f
Jim, here's 4 lit9 tile Katy,
lyour daughter. wantSgreg & 4.
a stupid " what" caasSallhasrs S6mt the bed
the mar had just a~wakehsaf.
Your little daughter p
There was a sound of rattling irons that
made the child shiver. Dimly appeared
the face and outlines of a we'll made man
the countenanee handsome but evil
tie seemed not to comprehend. But as
fast as his chains would permit him. he
came forward and looked out at the
child below. 1t was almost too much for
the child. With q loud, conyulsive, cry
she exclaimed, Father Father n and
fell nearly SCI sless against the TAILOR.
Katy! exclaimed the man, and there
was a nervous twitching about the mus.
Giles of the mouth, : What in Heavens
name has brought you here"
The jailor was calling the child to coz
sc~iousness.
:ShalI we let her come in the cell -
asked the Warden.
Jim was dasRing MS hand across his
face. A smoothered :. Yes" issued from
his lips. They opened the ponderous
door, and put the child within. Her
arms were outstretohed and were wide
open, and they came together with
Ia elanking sound; together about
the form of the poor little child.
Oh, FatherF' 0, Katy, Katy r and
then there was a quiet crying. By and
by the man lifted the little head whose
GLOSSY curls were falling ouhis shoulders,
and OIL what a sharp rattle of the
chains smote on the ear, and looked in
her face. After a moments irresolution
he kissed her, and then his head fell un-
der her earnest look.
!" Katy. what made you Gomez"
Wanted to see You father" and the
head was on his shoulder again.
How did you come Katy never
mind the noise, they are locking up !;
they will be here again, and let you out ;
how did you come Katy 2"
Il walked hefG
"From New York, child 7"
Yes, father" Il
There was no sound save that of the
chains as he strained her close to his boz
som. a
And how did you leave-her-Katy
your mother Z"
The question was fearfully asked, but
not responded to. He gazed eagerly in
the chlld's face her little lip was quiv-
ering.
Katy tell me quick II
@She died, father II
A groan, a terrible groan followed
the conyict's head fell in the lap of the
poor child, and he wept with strong cries.
The %iailor and the Warden said that they
never saw a sight so woeful. And the
child tried to comfort him, till his strength
seemed to be gone, and his sohs were like
gasps. as Sos
"Oh, Katy, when did she die I? Oh,
my poor Katyl my poor grill" aa
Ever so long ago, | guess, ever SO
many weeks replied the child ; but she
told me to come and see you aud comfort
you. 3 =
oh, God thissis hard she always
forgave me-"
She told me to pray for you, too she
told me to ask you, if you would be real
good after you come out, and meet her in.
Heaven" Ell
nh HeayentsI in Heaven groaned
the man giving away again to his agony.
The child was angel-guided. Her soft
touch vas better for his souls good, than