Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1882-05-11
THE CONyICT'S CHILD.
A True and peepiy- Afrecting story.

1t was early morning.
''Is this the way, sir, to Sing Sing?'
EYES," roughly replied abroad-faeed
countryman, and passed on.
Il was afternoon. The child was
somewhat fragile in her appearance.
Her bonnet was Of broken straw, her
shoes were much torn; the sun played
hotE on her forehead. She walked on
and on an hour longer.
ais this the way to Sing Sing, sir?"
Eyes, little girl, but what are you
going there for?''
The child trudged on, her lips CULVER
ing, but not deigning to answer the
pleasantfaced old man who had stop
ped the jogging of his horse to note her
hurried manner, and who liked that lit
tie face, anxious and sad as its express
sion was. EF
The dew was fallen. Katie had fall
len, too, almost. A rough stone by the
way, imbedded in moss, received her
tired little frame. She looked so worn
and tired, sitting there, her tangled hair
falling on her hands that were clasped
over her face. By the shaking of her
frame the tears We're coming, too, and
she was brayely trying to hold them
back.
"Why, what is the dear little girl
doing here?" The exclamation came
from a pair of young lips.
"a curiosity, declared" exclaimed
q harsher 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
girl:" asked Nell haywood, moving
little nearer toward the frightened child.
"Going, Miss, to Sing Sing,'' said
Katie
Why, Georgei this child is going to
Sing Sing-ten miles off. Child, did
You know it was so far off?-,
Kate shook her head, and wiped away
the hot and heavy tears, one by one.
"Why, you little goose, what are you
going to Sing Sing for? Have you had
your superb 3
Katie shook her head. - 81 Fa.
"Have you had any dinner?''
Again the child shook her head.
No breakfast. Why, George, the
poor thing must be almost starvedi,
81 should thing so,n mechanically
replied her brother, Just recovering
from q yawn, and showing signs Of
sympathy.
Look here, what's your name?
Well, girl you must come ND to the
house and get something 10 eat. Fol-
low me, and we'll take care of you to-
night somehow, and see about your
going to Sing Sing tomorrow"
Katie followed. What q glorious
vision burst upon her view! The palatial
house; the rocks reddeuing in the low
western sun; the shining river; the
signs of luxury on every hand.
" Susan, give this child a good sup
per- she is hungry, and tired, too,
imagine. After that L win see what can
be done for her,
Susan wore 3 mild face. She looked
pleasantly down at the poor, tired little
one, and taking her hand, which
trembled now, led her back into the
kitchen.
Meanwhile her story, or that brief
part of it which we know, was being
told in the drawing-room. The sylph-
like figure IN white, lounging gracefully
in the midst of delicate cushions, &C
companied her narration with expressive
gestures, and now and then 3 little
laugh. fs,t - -
II should like to knowwhatsheisgo going
to Sing Sing fori'' she said, leaning
languidly back eve must look her
up Something to wear-a bonnet, a pair
of shoes, and then may be we can man
age TO hare her carried some distance
o: such an odd little thing"
aWho is that, my daughterT,
so, papa, You are come home! wny.1
4 was talking of little mite of 8 child;