Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1862-04-03

on. We found her last night in some
i-of-the-way place. and nothing would
do but my wife must take her in. We
can't find out her name. except it is. Katy.
and l expect she wants to see somebody in
the prison Bnt we can't get anything ont
of her-wlere she come from, or anything
else
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 moro than ever. a few moments.
in the presence of the warden and jailor-
Katy was pretty child Her large. blue
eyes wore an expression Of intense melan-
choly; her hair had been nicely combed
and curled. and some one hsd put pair of
shoes upon her feet.
We'll my little girl said the warden
kindly, for he was prepossessed in her ia
vor. where are you from?'
New York. sail the child. family.
The men looked at each other incredu-
lously.
DO you mean to say that you have
come to Sing Sing from New York on
foot?'
Yes. SIR answered the child, frighten-
eel at his manner. which had in it some
thing of severity.
And what have you come for?'
To see my father and the child burst
forth in one great sob. and for a moment
her little frame was shaken with an out
burst of feeling.
And who is your father?' kindly asked
the warden.
He is Mr.. Lloyd said tho child. as
soon as she could speak for her rushing
sobs.
The war.len looked at the jailor.
Lloyd, there are three Loyds hsre-Jim.
Bondy. and Dick. said the jailor.
That may not be their proper names.
responded the warden.
That's so.' said the jailor, 'but / can
try 'em all. little one, was your fathers
name Jim?'
The child nodded her head. or they
thought she did; she was all convnlsed by
the reaction brought on by the termination
Of her journey.
If It's Jim. he's a bad one said the
jailor. in a low voice. Come. child, I'll
go and find your father
He took Katy's shaking hand; with the
other she wiped the tears away as fast as
they fell.
II frightened her almost into calmness
to see the ponderous door at which the jail
or applied the great key. and the stiffness
of the long stone passage. the dimness
thrown over all. the constant succession of
bars and bleak, black walls. were terrible
to sensitive mind like hers On. on they
went. now through the massive door. now
through passage way. Everything
spoke of crime-of fierce passions subducd
and held in stern control; everything. from
the grim face of the ferocious watch dog to
the senfinels armed.
Then they turned and went up the stairs.
the jailor holding the sacred bird close to
his side with tender clasp. the warden
following. Another tramp and they came
TO stand still. The jailor raped at a
cell-door. Slowly the figure of man.
with harsh. hair-covered face. appeared
Here's your little girl come 20 see you.
said the jailer.
Little girl! heml you're greenF in grum
accents; i've got no little girl. or you
wouldn't catch me here
.Fatherp said the childish voice 1t did
sound so sweet. so childish, in that terri
bic prison. Bat as the scowling face came
close to the bars. the child hid her head
quickly in the jailor's arms, half sobbing.
at wasn't hinal' .f. a
We'll try the next one.' He walked
farther on and spoke more pleasantly this
time We'll. Bondy. here is little Katy:
don't you want to see hcr?'
Little Katyp-there was a long pause:
L had Katy once--not little KATY
broke her heart-Goi pity me. Go on. it
can't be me-
Again the sweet voice rang out, Faith
erP
youthful face framed with light wsvy hair
Ia face that it seemed sin to couple with
foul deed. gazed out. saw the child's
earnest. pleading fearful eye. dark expires.
sion rolled like wave across his brow. q
groan came up from his bosom. and with a
low moan he staggered. against his bed.
crying. Take her away can't stand
anything pure like tha,r'
Katy hid her face for the second time.
as she fecbly criel. 1T isn't him!' SO they
kept on to the third cell.
Jim, here's a little girl--little Katy.
your daughter-wants to see you
a stupid .wha,?' came from tho bed
the man had probably Just awakened.
Your little daughterp
There was sound of rafting lions that
made the child shiver. Dimly appeared
the face and outlines Of we'll made man
the countenance handsome. but evil
But az fast as his chains would permit him.
he came forward and looked ont at the
anxious face below. 1t was almost too
much for the chill. With lond. convul-
sire cry. she exclaimed. Father! fatherr
and fell, nearly senseless, against the jail-
or. N
Katy exclaimed the man. and there
was nervous twitching about the muscles
of the month: what in heavens name has
brought you here?'
4 The jailor was calling the child to con-
sciousness. ...ff ..ff
4 Shall we let her come into the CLIP
asked the warden.
! Jim was dashing his hand across his
face. A smothered yes from the lips
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