The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1861-10-09

tempest Of feeling.
"And who is your father ?" asked
the warden 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 Lloyds
here, Rondy, Jim, and Dick"
That may not be their proper
names, said the warden.
'fThat's So" said the iaiIor, "but
| can try them all. Little one, was
your fathers name Jim 7"
Tie child nodded her head, or they
thought she did; she was all convulsed
by the reaction brought on by the ter
mination of her journey.
+" If it's Jim, he's bad one," said
the jailor in a low voice, he is in irons
this morning this morning for attempt
ing to break jail. He cont deserve a
little girl as looks like this one, the
villain. Come child, I'll go and find
your father"
He took Katy's shaking hand; with
the other she dashed the tears away az
fast as they fell. 1t frightened her
almost into calmness to see the ponde-
rous door to which the jailor applied
the great key and the Stiffness of the
long stone passages, the dirnness
thrown over all, the constant success
sion, of bare and black walls was ter
rible to sensitive mind like hers -
They then turned and went up the
stairs. Another tramp and at last
they came to stand still The jailor
raped at the cell door. Slowly man
with harsh hair-covered face appear
3D..
|" Here's your little girl come to see
YOU" said the jailor.
/" Little girl hem ! you're green"
said the man in grim accents I've
no little girl, you woulden't catch me
here. " e
Father" said the childish vol e.
It sounded SO sweetly in that terrible
prison.
But, as the scrowling face came
closer to the bars. the child hid her
head quickly in the jailor's arms, half
sobbing it was not him. ;9i i1
81" We'll try the next one" He
walked further on, and spoke more
pleasantly this time. Well, Rondy
here is little Katy don't you wantto
see hemp sEtio g .aiaf
%" Little Katy !" there was long
pause. II hada Katy once-not d
little KATY broke her heart-go on,
it can'thbe forme. 3af1s
Agail tie sweet voice rang oat the
word Father /" The prisoner came
up TO the bars a youthful face fra
med with wavy hair face in which
the eyes looked innocent; and fare
that seemed a sin to couple with a
foul deed, glazing ont saw the
child's earnest, pleading, fearful eyes 4
a dark expression rolled like a wave
across his brow groan, hestagger-
ed against his bed, crying, take her
away l can't stand the sight of any
thing like that IA
Katy had hidden her face u second
time, as she sfeebly cried, :" Tt isn't
him ~ ala h3at
!" Jim. here's little girl, little Katy
your daughter, wants to see you. -
A stupid WHAT" came from the
bed the man had probably just ava
kened. u ~ ~"
q" Your little daughter" 4s-t
There was a sound of rattling irons
that made the child shudder. Dimly
appeared the face and outlines of
well made man; tho countenance
handsome but civil He seemed not
to Comprehend; but as fast as his
chains would permit him, he came for
ward and looked out at the anxious
face below. 1t was almost too much
for the poor girl With a loud con-
vulsive cry, she exclaimed Fatherg
Father P'l and fell nearly senseless
against the jailor. 81
Katy = exclaimed the man, and
there was a nervous twitehing about
the muscles Of the month, what in
heavens rame brought You here?"
The jailor was calling the child to
consciousness s 9
(" Shall we letiher come in the cell
asked the warden. l1h cosy
Jim was dashing his hand across
his faces a smothered "yesn issued
from his lips. They opened the pom
derous door and put herin her arms
were outstretched his arms were
wide open and they came together
with clanking sound, about the form
of that poor little child.
e" Oh, father ~
80, Katy, Katy p and then there
was quiet crying. By and by the
man lifted the little head whose glossy
cnrls were falling on his shoulders.
After a moments irresolution he kiss
ed her and then his head fell under her
earnest loving look M
Katy, what made You come /
| wanted to see you, father.
!" How did you come Katy !? Never
nina the noise they are locking up J;
they will be here again aud let you
out. How did you come, Katy z" ass
/ ." walked here It
From New York, child ~
6 Yes, father ~ M
There was sound save that Of the
chains as he strained her to his bosom.
FAnd how did yon leave-her,
Katy. your mother 2D