Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1861-08-17

as she could speak for the rushing sobs.
Mr.. Warder looked at the iailor.
Lloyd there are three Lloyds here--Jim,
Bondy, and Dick, " said the jaor.
"rhey may no; be their proper names" re.
spondeG Mr. Warder.
Gust So, said the jailor, "but / can try
em all Little one, was your fathers name
Jim 90
The child nodded her head or they thought
she did; she was all convulsed by the re.
action brought on by the termination of her
journey.
at it's jim, he's bad one, said the Tailor,
in low voice; he's in irons this morning,
for tempting TO break jail he don't deserve
little gal as looks like that 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 as fast as
they fell. 1t frightened her almost into calm
ness to see the ponderous door at which the
jailor applied the great key and the stiffness
OF the long stone passages, the dmness thrown
over ALL the constant succession of bars and
bleak, black walls were terrible to sensitive
mind like hers. How the tread of the TAILOR,
and the tread of Mr.. Warder behind him,
echoed through thegloom and space 1t was,
in truth, Il great tomb through which they
moved--a tomb in which were confined human
hearts, whose throbs could almost be heard in
the awful stiffness On they went, now
through this massive door, now through that
passage way. Everything spoke of crime,
OF fierce passions subdued and held in stern
control
Then they turned and went up stairs, the
jailor holding the SCARED hand close to his
side with tender clasp, Mr. Warder follow
ing. Another tramp, and at last they came to
stand still. The jaor came to cell door
Slowly the figure of a man with harsh hair.
covered face appeared.
Heres J our little girl come to see you,"
said the jaiIor.
Little girl hem you're green" said the
man, i'll grutf accents. GIVE got no little girl,
or you wouldn't catch me here"
"Fathcr!' said the childish voice. Itsound-
ed SO sweet so childish, in that terrible prison.
But, as the scOwling face came closer to the
bars, the child hid her head quickly in the Jail
or's arm half sobbing; it wasn't him.
"Well try the next one" He walked far
ther on, and spoke more pleasantly this time.
"Weil, Blondy, here is little Katy; don't
you want to see her z"
Little Katy"-tlere was long pause. 81
had Katy ouce-not a little Katy / broke
her heart God pity me! Go on, it can't be
for me.
Again tie sweet voice rang out Gather p
The prisoner came up close to the bars; a
youthful face, framed with light wavy hair-a
face iii which the tlue eyes looked innocent
face that it seemed sin to couple with the
foul deed-gazed out 1t saw the chds ear.
nest, pleading, fearful eyes A dark expires.
sion rolled like wave across his brow a
groan came up from his bosom, and with low
moan, he staggered against his bed, crying
Take her away; l can't stand the sight of
anything pure like that"
Katy had hidden her face second time. as
she ieelly cried sit isn't him." SO they kept
on 10 the third cell.
''Jim here's a little girl-little Katy, your
daughter-wants to see you"
stupid "What 2" came from the bed the
man had probably just awakened.
our little daughter"
There was sound OF rafting irons that
made ihf 66ne sh ~ w RlY aenfa iaa the
cOuntenance handsome, but evil. He seemed
not to comprehend but, as 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 a loud,
convulsve cry she exclaimed, "Father IA
ther p and iell nearly senSeess against the
jailor.
katy p exclaimed the man, and there was
a nervous twitching abuut the muscles of the
mouth, 'what in heavens name has brought
her here q
The jaiIor was calling the child to conscious.
ness.
"ShaIl we let her come in the cell % asked
Mr.. Warder
jim was dashing his hand across his face
a snotliered Eyes" issued from his lips. They
opened the ponderouS door and put the child
within. Her arms were outstreched his were
wide open, and they came together, with a
clanking sound, about the form Of that poor
little clild.
ooh, tather!"
"Oh, Katy, Katy"
And then there was quiet crying. BY and
by the man lifted the little head whose CLASSY
curs Were falling ON his shoulder-and OH
what a sharp rattle Of the chains smote on the
ear-and looked in her face After mo-
ments irresolution, lie kissed her, and then
his head fell under her earnest, loving look.
katy, what made you come?'
81 wanted to see you, father" and the head
was on Ills shoulder again.
GLOW 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,
Katy g.
81 walked here"
'hrom London, child Z"
Eyes, father y
There was no sound, save that of the chains
as he strained her closer TO his bosom.
"And how did you eave-her-Katy-you
mother?"
The question was fearfully asked, but not
responded to. He gazed eagerly in the chid's
face; her ltttle lip was quivering.
"Katy, tell me quick!"
"She died, father!"
A groan, a terrible groan, followed. The
convicts head fell in the lap OF his child, and
he wept with strong cries. The jaior and the
governor said they never saw a sight so woe
iul And the child tried to comfort him, till
his strength seemed 10 be gone, and his sobs
were like gasps.
ooh, Katy, when did she die? Oh my poor
May my poor grill
Ever so long. [ think-ever SO many
weeks, replied the child "but she told me 10
come and see you and comfort you"
"Oh God, this is hard! She always for
gave me-
''She told me to pray tor you, too. She told
me to ask, would you be real good after you
came out aud meet her in Heaven Z"
'In Heaven in Heaven!' groaned the
man, giving way again to his agony. The
child was angel guided. Her soft touch was
better for his souls good than the stripes and
chains. He had been hardened her little love
had melted down the adamant. had found the
locked"up good of his nature and she had
sent her sweet smiles through its prison door.
Long he sat there, his head in the lap of his
beautiful, quiet child. None dared disturb
him-the jailor and governor walked to and
fro.
Father, when you come out I'll take care
of you"
He lifted his head his eyes, red with weep
ing, were fastened on her face.