Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1872-04-27
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THE PRISONERS CHILD.
1t was early morning.

rs this the way to Sing Sing p
Yes, replied brown faced countryman
and passed on.
| 1t was afternoon. The child was some
what fragile in her appearance. Her bon
net of broken straw 4; her shoes much torn;
/ the sun played hotly on her tender fore
/ head. She walked on one hour
is this the way to Sing Sing p
| Yes, little girl but what are you going
| there for p
The child turned on, her lips quivering,
but not deigning to answer the pleasant
faced old man who had stopped the Jog
| ging of his horse TO note the hurried man
ner. and who liked that little face, anxious
and sad as its expression was.
! The dew was falling. Katy had fallen
too, almost. A rough stone by the way,
imbedded in moss, received her tired little
frame. She looked wearied and aged sit
| ting there, here, her tangled hair falling on
her hands that were claspcd over her face.
BY the shaking of her frame, the tears were
coming too, and she was bravey trying to
hold them back.
Why what is this dear little girl do
ing here p
The exclamation came from pair of ca
ger young lips.
"A curiosity l declare y exclaimed a
harsh voice, and Katy, looking up sudden
ly, covered away from the sight of the
pretty young girl, and her agreeable young
looking companion.
What are you doing here, little girl p
askeu NeIl haywood, moving a Httle near
CT 70 the lrlghtehed chllu.
Going to Sing Sing,' said Katy in a
strange way.
Did you ever, George this child is 60
ing to Sing Sing why, it's ten miles off.
Little child did you know it was so far OFF,
Katy shook her head, and wiped away
The heavy tears one by one.
why yes, you poor little goose. What
are going to Sing Sing fol p
Have you had your supper p
Katy shook her head.
Have you had you dinner p
Again the child shook her head
Nor breakfast Why, George, the poor
little thing must be starved y
L should think So mechanically replied
her brother, just recovering from Il yawn,
and showing signs OF sympathy.
LOOK here what's your name =
Katy
We'll, Katy, you must come up to the
house and get something to eat. Going to
sing Sing ON foot, dear me, how ridiculous!
Follow me, Katy, and wcll take care of
you tonight, somehow, and see about 60
ing to Sing Sing tomorrow morning.
Katy followed. What glorious vision
burst upon her view The palace house,
the rocks reddenning in the low western
sun the shining river; the signs OF luxu-
ry on every hand.
Ihey walked up tho wide avenue. Elms
'i'u oaSs tnIew thelr peasant Drahches on
e'c', sue mere anu there uower oush
h,!snt pe seeu vines grew around Tue no
@ ue Pi.iaFS' t"is''hs up 10 the gHtterihS
WILLOW.
susan, give thls poor chlld a Soou sup
PUt ''io 10 nunSiy anu , .ireu, .oo' l una
I'M ht'oi .ii"' VIII seo "iia' cai pe
OOsiT SIOnn ~, nvr ,vnro mil, c,oo Che ,ool,od
0usai Worc in'iu race one iooheu
Gown al tne poor urea niue one ana TAX
uIi ~ i,4li i;ti "n'C' 't'"io'eu ho"' "u 'ici
NY tno Ni'Tlen'
ucan ,'Ic' iiel StolS, vi that oIicl pirC
9l 1t Whlch we know, was oeins tolu IN the
ui""ihs iooiii' ihc syiph nSurc III Mhlte'
louiiSinS .tar.uhy ~ ''ic lhlust y. ueiicate
cusnlons, accoinpali'eu Lier hhrlation Win
IAPteIsvJ IiIb1 iau%h seS'uieS' anu no" anu 'ncn
zen 49,
1 Should like like to know what she's going
70 ninS SlnS LOT she saia, IeauinS
iangula'y PACK, we must get her some
| ~ wear, pohhel par oi shoes ana
lnen may oe we can mahage 10 nave her
carried some way II her mission is OF any
imP1TlaGce, Pm oh! such an eua little thing!'
! Wv, Wv no Is that, my daughter
On papa; you are come nome why i
was aihlnS Oh mite OF Il chiid she can I
DC more tiiah ten II that' saw her sitting
on on moss rock the most iorlorn opJect'
ohe says she Is going 10 ?ihg SinS''
l met her on my way sald the peasant
iaced ola man she asked me ABOUT II
ana l would nave stopped her' out she
lrudSoa on where Is she II was noon
"heh 4 saw her''
IN the hlScheh, papa. susan Is taxing
Sood care OF her' expect, ana when she
has had nearly supper we VIII tax with
her'' .. mn
ASay trlo ol young Sirls came III; Inc
hettinSs were put up; the gas burned
DTlSnuy' ana music ana mlTth pahished
an thoughts OF care. suddenly Neil May
WOOD REMEMBERED the little old fgure, and
GiapplhS her hahds to2ether, crled, 'Oh !
I've something to show you, glrls,' and
disappeared, ..,,
Susan was picking Sooseberries near the
pantry IN the Kitchen; ,
w mere Is the chlld, SusY = asked Nell
haywood.