The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1859-02-02

twisting up. up to the glittering windows.
.'Susan, give the poor child a good supper,
she is hungry, and tired, too, imagine. Al
ter that, l will see what can be done for
her."
Susan wore mild face. She looked pleas
antly down at the poor. tired, little one, and
taking her hand. which trembled now, led her
into the kitchen.
Meanwhile, her story, or that brief part
Of it which we know, was being told in the
drawing room. The sylph figure in white,
lounging gracefully in the midst OF delicate
cushions, accompanied her narration with ex-
pressivs gestures. and now and then little
laugh.
al should like to know what she is going
to Sing Sing for Wemust get her up some
thing to wear bonnet; a pair OF shoes and
then, maybe, we can manage to have her car
ried some way, if her mission is Of any i'm
portance. Oh such an odd looking little
thing" ....
"Who is that, my daughteri"
"0h, Papa, you are come home; why, |
was talking about mite OF child ;-she
can't be more than ten, il that. saw her
out here sitting on moss.rock the most
forlorn object. She says she is going to Sing
Sing"
~ met her on my way" said the pleasant
faced old man {" she asked me about il, and
| would have stopped her, but she trudged
on. Where is she? Il was noon when
saw her"
"In the kitchen, papa. Susan IS taking
good care Of her, expect, and she has had a
hearty supper; we will talk with her."
A gay trio Of young girls came in. The
nettings we're put up; the gas burned bright.
ly (; and music and mirth banished all thoughts
Of care. Suddenly, Nell haywood remem-
bered the little odd figure, and clapping her
hands, "Oh, I've something to show you,
girls" and disappeared.
Susan was picking gooseberries near the
pantry in the kitchen.
Where is the child, Susy" asked Nell
haywood.
"Oa the door step. Miss" Susan replied
picking away.
"Why, no, Susan. there's nobody here
nobody 10 be seem"
"Yes, Miss" Susan placed her pan down
held her apron up to catch the stems OF the
tbcrries, and walked deliberately to the door
"why. she sat here some time after sup.
per. turned, and came in; she was sitting
there, looking up at the stars. expect.
thought she was mighty quiet child; bu
she's deep, deep. Miss Nelly she's gone
Let me see-there amt any silver round
should be afeared she'd took something
they're mighty artiul."
"Why, didn't you tell her she might sta,
all night 7" Nell haywood was peepinl
here aud there, to spy her il possible.
"Yes, Miss Nell and told her what gooC
bed there was over the woOdshed but sh,
looked strange out Of them large eyes Of hers
and never seemed TO hear.
"The poor child is in trouble" said Nell
quite sorrewful that she could not further re
Iieye her necessities. I'D have given hei
something 10 wear, and we could have sen
her to Sing Sing; but, perhaps. she will CON,
back again if 50, will you send her to me z
"lf she do. will, Miss" answered Su
san. going at the gouseberries again.
But little Kate did not come back. Sh,
had been watching her opportunity to get oil
and had been gone some time. She slept il
an open field crawled into some hay 4; sh'
would have walked all night. il she had dared
but she was afraid Of the darkness.
"Mr. Warden, there's queer case over a
my house," said bluff looking fellow. meet
ing the Warden Of Sing Sing prison. "W,
found her last night in some out Of the wa
place, and nothing would do but my wifi
must take her in. We can't find out he
name, except that il is Katy. aud eIpee
she wants to see somebody in the prison
But we can't get anything out Of her whsr,
she came from, OF anything about it,"
I" Bring her over here" said the Warden
"my wife is wanting a little girl for help
maybe she's just the one" So Katy stond
trembling more than ever. in few moments
in the presence OF the Warden and jailor
Katy was pretty child. Her large blu,
eyes wore All expression OF intense melan
chUly her hair had been nicely cOmbed anl
curled; and some one had put good pal
Of shues on her feet.
"well. my little gill;" said the Warden
kindly. for he was ptepossessing IN heT Ia
yOr, 4" where have YOU come from"
New York" said the child, family.
The men looked al one another ineredu
lously,
DO you mean to say that you have com,
to Sing Sing. frOm New York, on foot;"
"Yes, SIR" said the child, frightened at hi
manner, which bad in II something Of sever
ity.
"And what have you come loti"
To see my father" the child burst fortl
with one great sob. aud Tor moment her liz
tie frame was shaken with tempest Of feel
ing.
"And who is your Iather - asked the War
den. kindly.
"Ile Is Mr. Loyd,' ssid the child. az SCOT
az she could speak Tor her rushing sUbs.
The Warden looked at The jailOr.
LLOYD there are three LOyds here: jim
BOndy aud Dick" said the jailOr.
They may not be their proper names
responded the Warden.
That's so," said the jailOr, "bat cal
; Try them all. Little one, was your father
! name Jimf"
The child nodded her head or they though
she did she was al conyulsed with the reaC
J ton brought on By the termination Vi he
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