Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1859-04-27
EBENSBURG, Pa, WEDNESDAY, APRIL q, 1859.


made the child shiver. Dimly appeared the
face and outlines of a.well- made mantle ,
countenance handsome, but evil. He seemed |
not to comprehend But as fast as his chains I
would permit him, he came forward and look /
ed out at the anxious face below 1t was
almost too much for the child. With loud |
convulsive cry, she exclaimed-..Fath =
Father and fell nearly senseless against the
jailor.
Katy exclaimed the man. and there was
nervous twitching about the muscles of the
mouth. What in Heavens name brought
you here
The jailor was calling the child to con-
scousness
| the warden.
Jim was dashing his hand across his face.
A smothered yes issued from his lips They
opened the ponderous door, and put her In
Her arms were outstretched his were wide
open, and they came together with clank-
/ ing sound, together about the form of that
poor little child.
o, Father!' o, Katy, Katy 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 wlat
sharp rattle of chains smote on the ear, and
looked her in the face After moments ir-
resolution he kissed her, and then his head
fell under her earnest, loving look.
4 Katy, what made you come ?
Il 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. Katyf'
i walked here
From New York. ch;ld?'
Yes, Father
There was no sound save that Of the chains
, as he strained her to his bosom.
AND how did you leave-her, Katy-your
) mother 2
The question was fearlessly asked but not
responded to. He gazed eagerly in the child's
face her little lips were quivering.
Katy, tell me quick
A groan, terrible groan followed the
. CONNECTS head fell into the lap of his child
and he wept with strong cries. The jailor
and the warden said that they never saw g
sight SO woful. And the child tried to con,
fort him, till his strength seemed to be gone
and his sobs were like gasps.
%, Katy, when did she die :? Oh my poor
: May. my poor girl
Ever so long ago, guess ever SO man.
weeks replied the child; but she told mt
|
% God, this is hard; she always forgav,
+ me-
;. She told me to pray for you, too; sht
" told me to ask you if you would be real gooC
after you came out, and meet her In heaven!
r. In Heaven in Heavenn groaned the maj
o giving away again to his agony. The chilt
? was angel guided Her soft touch was bet
% ter for his souls good than stripes and tn
r. chaius He had been hardened her it'll
love had melted down the adamant ;-hat
found the locked up good in his nature ant
le she had sent her sweet smiles through th
- prison door Long he sat there. his head il
= = the lap of his beautiful, quiet child Non
,e dared disturb them. The jailor and wardc
- - walked to and fro.
IS Father, when you come out IS take car
:; of you
!, II He lifted his head; his eyes, red wit
~ weeping were fastened on her face.
y Mother said l might
y Gods blessing on you, my angel child
D you may save your miserable father.
= L piH save you, father
u :. The warden cleared his throat the jailc
-, spoke roughly to one of his prisoners; it wa
- to hide his emotion sYou had better com
& new,' he added, going to the cell.
he he Katy, you must go; will you come agair
be my child ?
od Cant stay 2
~ ~ No, dear, but you shall come and see n
10, again
nn ~ They took her very gently from the dan
hpp cell; she sobbed very quietly. In the wa
~ den's room stood a very pleasant faced o.
man.
!, i have come after that little GIRL he sal
- She must go home with me I'll take goo
bo care of her; I've heard her story; and whe
~ her father cumes out, if he's mind to beha'
himself. I'll give him plenty to do. Besid
N. that, I'll bring her up once week to St
b1o him. What say you, little one, will you :
10. with me ? and good old haywood stroke
i her hair, as he said pityingly, poor child
nj Reader, ten miles from Sing Sing there
little cottage occupied by a laborious m;
,r- and his one daughter. Little Katy is fult
- ling the commands of her dying mother. s.
-, is taking care of her father, and he, thai
God, is taking care of himself. Men respe
ca him and God has forgiven him.
=. eE- a Aeo Dorology. Ono of the ill
IL crate who had "a cali to preach" recent
set his congregation on the broad grin at t
I, II close of hammer and tongs sermon. by !
'n questing them to sing ''sing the sockdo
80 30 ger"
oul GE s.Say, Pomp. you niger. whore y
ST. get dat new hat?' ''Why. at de shop.
ion course . '.What is the price of such an I
an, ticle as DAFT" 81 don't know, niger
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