Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1859-02-18

we can get anything out Oi her where she
came from, or anything about It."
Bring her over here" said the Warden,
"my wife is wanting little girl for help
maybe she's just the one SO Katy stood
trembling more than ever. in few moments,
in the presence Of the Warden and aor.-
Katy was pretty child Her large blue eyes
wore an expression Of intense melancholy
her hair had been nicely combed and curled,
and some one had put good pair Of shoes
on her feet.
"Well, my little girl" said the Warden,
kindly, for he was prcpossossed in her favor,
''whoro have you come from
"Ncw York" said the child family.
The men looked at each other incredulous-
ly.
"Do you mean to say that you have come
to Sing Sing, from New York, on foot;"
yes sir, said the child, frightened at his
manner, which had in it something of sever
ity
And what have you come for;'
"To see my father, the child burst forth
with one great sob, and for a moment her lie
tie frame was convulsed with tempest Of
feeling.
"And who is your father :" asked the War
den, kindly.
"Ho is Mr.. Lloyd, said the child as soon
as she could speak for her rushing sobs.
The Warden looked at the iailor
Lloyd there are three Loyds here; jim,
Bondy and Dick, said the jailor.
They may not be their proper Names -
responded the Warden.
That's so, said the iailor. "but ! can try
cm all. Little one was your fathers name
Jim"
The child nodded her head. or they thought
she did; she was all convulled with the re-
action brought on by the termination Of her
journey.
"If it's jim. he's a bad one, D" said the iailor
in a low voice he S in irons this morning for
tempting to break Jail he don't deserve a
little gal as looks like that one the villain
Come. child, I'll 90 and find your father
He took Katys shaking hand with the
other she dashed the tears away as fast as
they fell ltfrightoncd II her almost into calm
ness, 90 see the pondcrous door at which the
joilor applied the great key; and the stiffness
of the long stone passages the dimness
thrown over all: the constant succession of
bars and bleak black walls was terrible to a
sensitive mind like hers. How the heavy
tread of the iailor, and the tread of the War
den behind him. echoed through the gloom
and the space. 1t was in truth a great tomb
through which they moved a tomb in which
were coffincd living hearts whose throb could
almost be heard in the awful stiffness. On,
on they went now through this massive
door, now through that passage way. Every
thing spoke Of crime, of fierce passions sub
dued and held in stern control everything,
from the grim face of the ferooious Watchdog,
80 the scntinels armed.
Thon they turned, and went up the stairs,
the jailor holding the scared bird close to his
side with tender clasp, the Warden follow
ing. Another tramp, and at last they came
to a stand still The jailor raped at a cell
door. Slowly q man with harsh, hair Gov
cred face appeared
Here's your little girl come to see you, a"
said the iailor
Little girl hem you're green, said the
man, in grum accents I've got no little
girl or You wouldn't catch me here
"Father, said the childish voice. Il sound
ed SO sweet, so childish, in that terrible pris-
on. But, as the sowing face came closer to
the bars, the child hid her head quickly in
the iailor's arm, half sobbing; it wasn't him.
"Wcll, try the ncNt one He walked fur
Their ON, and spoke more pleasantly this time
"Woll, Bondy here is little Katy don't you
want 90 see her
Little katy there was IA long pause
81 had Katy onco-not a little KATY
broke her heart-God pity me. Go on, it
can't be ior me-
Again the sweet voice rang out, Father.
The prisoner came up close to the bars
youthful face framed with light wavy hair
face in which the blue eyes looked inno-
cent face that it seemed a sin to couple
with a foul deed, gazed out 1t saw the
child's earnest, pleading. fearful eyes;
dark expression rolled like wave across
bis brow groan came up from his bosom,
and with low moan he staggered against
bis bed. crying. "take her away; | can't stand
the sight Of anything pure like that
Katy had hidden her face a second time, as
she leebly cried. ut isn't him = so they kept
on to the third cell.
"Jim, heres little girl, little Katy, your
daughter wants to see YOU
A stupid "what r. came from the bed the
man had probably just awakened.
"Your little daughter r.
There was a sound of rattling irons that
made the child shivcr. Dimly appeared the
face and outlines Of wel-made man-the
countenance handsome, but evil. He seemed
not to comprehend. utas fast as his chains
would permit him, he came forward and look
ed out at the anxious face below. 1t was al
most too much for the child. With loud
convulsive cry she exclaimed - "Father
Father !" and fell nearly senseless against the
iailor.
KATY" exclaimed the man, and there was
a nervous twitching about the muscles of the
mouth, "What in Heavens name has brought
you here -
The iailor was calling the child to consci-
business.
"Shall we let her come in the cell; :" asked
the Warden.
Jim was dashing his hands across his face,
smothcred "yes issued from his lips. They
opened the pondrous door, and put the child
within Her arms were outstretched; his
were wide open and they came together with
a clanking sound about the form of that poor
little child.
"Oh, Father" "Oh, Katy, Katyr and
then there was a quiet crying BY and by the
man lifted the little head whose glossy curls
were falling on his shoulders, and oh what
sharp rattle Of the chains smote on the car,
and looked in her face. After moments ir-
resolution he kissed her, and then his head
fell under her earnest, loving look.
katy, what made you come -