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

The poor child is in trouble said Nell
quite sorrowful, that she could not relieve
her necessities. I'D have given her some
thing to wear, and we could have sent her to !
Sing Sing. but perhaps she will come back
again; if so, will you send her to me?'
IF she do. will, Miss answered Susan,
going at the gooseberries again. >
But little Kate did not come back. She
had been watching her opportunity to get off
and had already been gone sometime. She |
slept in the open field, craweicd into some |
hay, she would have walked all night if she |
had dared, but she was afraid of the dark
ness
'Mr. Warden, there is a queer case over at
my house," said bluff looking fellow meet
ing the warden of Sing Sing prison. we
found her last night in some out of the way
place, and nothing would do hut my wife
must take her in. We can't fiud out her
name, except that it is Katy, and expect
she waits to see somebody in the prison =
But we can't get anything out of her; where
she came from or anything aboat 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 the jailor.
Katy pretty child. Her large blue eyes
wore an expression of intense melancholy
her hair had been com5ed and curled, and
some one had put a good pair of shoes on her
] feet.
We'll, my little girl, said the warden,
| kindly, for he was prepossessed in her favor.
| where have you come from 2
New York said the child, family.
I The men looked at each other incredu-
lously.
DO you mean to say that you came to
Sing Sing. from New York, on foot p
Yes. SIR said the child, frightened at his
manner, which had in it something of severity.
what have you come for?'
To see my father the child bust forth
with one great sob, and for moment her
frame was shaken with a tempest of feeling.
And who is your father !? asked the war
den kindly
He is Mr.. Lloyd said the child, as soon
as she could speak for her rushing sobs
The warden looked at the jailor
Lloyd there are three Loyds here, Jim
Bondy and Dick
They may not be their proper names, re-
sponded the warden.
That's So, said the jailor, but I can try
'em all. Little one, was your fathers name
: Jim 2
The child nodded her head, or they tho'
sue UlU oEG was dil CtuN uiSSO DS IDG re aC
ton brought on by the termination of he,
journey.
If it's Jim, he's bad one,' said the jailol
in low voice, 'he is in irons this morning
for attempting to break jail. He don't de
serve little girl as looks like that one, th.
villain. Come, child, I'll go and find you
e father
S He took Katy's shaking hand with tn
o other she dashed the tears away as fast a
they fell 1t frightened her almost into calm
r ness to see the ponderous door at which th
r jailor applied the great key ; and the stillnes
of the long stone passages, the dimnes
$ thrown over all, the constant succession c
q bare and bleak walls was terrible to sens
II tive mind like hers. How the heavy trea
of the jailor and the tread of the warden be
II hind him, echoed through the gloom an
" space. 1t was in truth great tomb throug
;, which they moved-a tomb In which wer
e confined living hearts, whose thro6 could a
( most be heard in the awful stiffness. Or
le on they went, now through this massive doc
uow thr ough that passage way. Everythin
TO spoke of crime of free passions subdued an
g held in stern control; everything, from th
n grim face of the ferocious watch dog to til
ID sentinels armed. Then they turned an
r went up the stairs, the jailor holding I'll
:. scared bird close to his side with a tend,
clasp, the warden following. Another tram
| and at last they came to stand still. II
le jailor raped at cell door Slowly a ma
er with harsh, hair covered face appeared.
r Here's your little girl come to see you
g said the jailor.
Little girl hem you're green" said Il
Mt man in grum accents I've no little girl
L you wouldn't catch me here
IN Father said the childish voice It SOU
w ded so sweet, so childish, in that terrib
prison. But as the scowling face came cl
,g ser to the bars the child hid her head quic
as ly in the jailor's arms, half sobbing; it wasr
him.
t. Wen try the next one.' He walked fu
y ther on, and spoke more pleasantly this tim
ht We'll Bondy, here is little Katy; don't y
r. want to see her 2
er Little Kay There was long paus
w 4 had Katy once--not little Ksty-
broke her heart-God pity me Go on,
a. can't be for me-
Again the sweet voice rang out. 'Fathe
ell The prisoner came up to the bars; yout
ful face framed with light wavy hair ia
d, in which the blue eyes looked innocent; ia
that it seemed sin to couple with fo
o. deed, gazed out saw the child's earne
pleading, fearful eyes; dark axpressi
Yn rolled like wave across his brow; groa
he he staggered against his bed, crying, Ia
or her away can't stand the sight of anythl
er. like that
ut Katy had hidden her face second tin
.et as she feebly cried, 1T isn't him ! 80 tn
I kept on to the tnlrd cell.
ey Jim, here's little girl, little Katy. 20
daughter, wants to see you
ay A stupid what? 2 came from the bed
ere man probably just awakened.
Your little daughterp