Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-12-09
THE CONVICT'S CHILD.
It was morning.

40 eiAAo oliC way, oit, ~ Dug CiiIS
"Yes, roughly replied broad faced
countryman, and passed on.
1t was afternoon. The child was some
what fragile in her appearance. Her bon
| net was of broken straw, her shoes were
| much torn the sun played holly on her
forehead. She walked on an hour long
CT.
SIS this the way to Sing Sing, sir 2"
eyes, little girl, but what are you 60
ing there for ?"
The child trudged on, her lips culver
ing, but not deigning to answer the
| pieasant-faced old man who had stopped
| the Jogging of his horse to note her hur-
RED manner, and who had liked that lit
| lie face, anxious and sad as its expression
was.
The dew had fallen. Kate had fallen,
tco, almost. A rough stone by the way,
Embedded in moss, received her tired lit
tie frame. She looked so worn and tired,
sitting there, her tangled hair falling on
her hands that were ciasped over her
face. By the shaking Of her frame the
tears were coming, too, and she was
bravely trying to keep them back.
"Why. what is this dear little girl do
ing here" The exclamation came from
pair Of young lips.
"a curiosity, l declare % exclaimed a
iiarsher voice, and Katie, looking up
suddenly, covered away from the sight
OF the young lady and her agreeable
! looking companion.
"Whatever are you doing here, little
cirl?" asked Nell haywood, moving a
little nearer toward the frightened child.
"Going, Miss, to Sing Sing" said
Kate.
"Why, George this child is going to
Sing Sing-ten miles off. Child, did
you know it was so far off,"
Katie shook her head, and wiped
away the not and heavy tears, one by
one.
"Why, you little goose what are you
going to Sing Sing for? Have you had
your SUPPER"
Katie shook her head.
"Have you had any dinner? ?"
Again the child shook her head.
" no breakfast, Why, George, the
poor thing must be almost starved p
81 should think so, !" mechanically re-
piled her brother, just recovering from
yawn, and showing signs of sympathy.
Look here, what's your name Well,
Girl, you must come up to the house and
get something to eat. Follow me, and
we'll take care of you tonight somehow,
AID see about your going to Sing Sing
! tomorrow.
! Katie followed. What glorious vision
! burst upon her view! The palatial
house the rocks reddening in the low
western sun; the shining river; the signs
OF luxury on every hand.
I ''Susan, give this child a good sup
per; she is hungry and tired, too, i'm
agine. After that I will see what can
! be done for her."
Susan wore mild face. She looked
! pleasantly down at the poor, tired little
J enc, and taking her hand, which trem-
bled now, led her into the kitchen.
Meanwhile her story, or that brief
part of it which we know, was being
: told in the drawing room. The sylph-
ike figure in white. lounging gracefully
III the midst Of delicate cushions, &C
con,paHied her narration with express
I'VE gestures, and now and then little
i:,agh.
Il should like to know what she is
going to Sing Sing for" she said, lean
ing !anguidly back. eve must look
her up something or other to wear-a
bonnet, pair of shoes, and then maybe
we can manage to have her carried
! some distance. Oh! such an odd little
thing"
"Who is that, my daughter
"Oh, papa, you are come home |!
! Why, was talking about little mite
of a child she can't be more than ten
Years old, if that. saw her out here
sitting on moss rock, the most forlorn
object. She says she is going to Sing
! Sing"
Il met her on my way" said the
| pleasant faced old man "she asked me
aboutit, and I would have stopped her,
nut she trudged on. Where is she? It
vas noon when saw her,"
SIN the kitchen, papa. Susan is TAX
ing good care of her. 1 think. and when
she has had a hearty supper we will talk
with her."
A gay trio of young girls came in.
The nettings were put up, the gas was
burning brightly, and music and mirth
l,anished all thoughts Ct care. Suddenly
Nell haywood remembered the odd little
figure, and clasping her hands said, sob,
I've something to show you, girls!" and
disappeared.
Susan was picking gooseberries near
the pantry in the kitchen.
"Where is the child, Susie?" asked
NJ, haywood.
"On the doorstep, Miss"
! "Why, no, Susan, there's nobody to
be SEEN"
40! Miss" Susan placed her pan
Gown, held her apron up to catch the
Stems of the berries, and walked DELHI
erately to the door.
Why, she sat there sometime ate,
supper. turned and came in she was
sitting there, looking up, up at the
stars, expect. I thought she was q
mighty quiet child; but she's deep, deep
Miss Nellie; she's gone. Let me see
there amt any silver around-I should
be afraid shed took something; they're
mighty artful."
"Why, didn't you tell her she might
stay all night?" Nell haywood was
peeping here and there to spy her if pos
sible.
Eyes, Miss Nell, and told her what 6
good bed there was over the woodshed
but she looked strange out Of them large
eyes of hers"
"The poor child is in trouble" SAID
Nell, quite sorrowful that she could moi