The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1883-04-19

And who is your father?" asked the
warden, kindly.
"IIe is Mr.. Lloyd" said the child, as
soon as she could speak for her rushing
sobs.
The warden looked at the jailer.
Lloyd there are three Lloyds here
Jim, Bondy and Dick" said the jailer.
THAT may not be their proper names, :"
responded the warden.
That's 80" said the jailer, "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 convused
with the reaction brought on by the ter.
minaion Of her journey.
"If it's jim, he's bad one" said the
jailer, in low voice; hes in irons this
morning for tempting To break Jail; he
don't deserve little gal like that one, the
villain. Come, child, III go aud find
| your father
lie took katies shaking hand with
| the other she dashed the tears away as
fast as they fell. IL frightened her al
most into ,calmness to see the ponderous
| door at which the jailer applied the great
key, aud the stiffness of long, stone pas.
sagea, the dimness thrown over all the
constant succession Of bars and bleak,
black walls were terrible to sensitive
mind like hers. How the heavy tread of
the jailer, and the tread Of the warden
behind him, echoed through the gloom
and the space 1t vas, in truth, great
tomb through which they moved
tomb in which were cOnfned living hearts
Whose throbs could almost be heard in
the awful stiffness. On, on they went,
pf, |, tk,nt
thing spoke Of crimc-of fierce passions
subdued and held ia stern control
everything, from the grim face of the
ferocious watch dog to the scn,inels arm.
eda
Then they turned and went up the
stairs, the ,jailer holding the scared bird
close 10 his side with tender clasp, the
warden following. Another tramp, aud
at last they came to stand still. The
jaiicf raped al q cell.door. Slowly the
figure Of O man, with harsh, hair cover
cd face, appeared.
"IIerc's your little girl come to see
you," said the jailcr.
Little girl hem you're green" said
the man, in glnm accents. i've got no
little girl, or you wouldn't catch me
here"
Father" said the childish voice.
1t sounded 50 sweet, so childish, in
that terribis prison.
But as the scowling face came clase to
the bars, the child laid her head quickly
in the jailer's arms, half soJbiDg it
wasn't him.
"Well try the next ONE
lie walked further, and spoke more
pleasantly this time.
"Well, Bondy, here is little Kate
don't YOU want to see her?"-
Little Katie" there was long
pause. ~ had Kate once-not a little
Kate; broke her hcart-God pity me
Go on, II can't be for NO."
Again the sweet voice rang out
Father"
The prisoner came up to the bars;
u youthful face, framed with light wavy
hair-a face in which the blue eyes look.
cd innocent-a face that it seemed sin
to couple with foul deed, gazed out. It
was childb earnest, pleading, fearful
eyes dark expression rolled like
wave across his brow groan came up
from his bosom, and with low moan he
staggered against his bed, crying
.rake heT away; I can't stand the
sight Of anything pure like that"
Kate had hidden her face second
time as she feebly cried: Er
ftisnt him." SO they keptson to the
third cell.
Jim, here's little girl--little Katie,
your daughter wants to see you"
| A stupid what" came from the bed;
the man had probably just awakened.
"Your little daughter"
There was sound Of rattling irons
| that made the girl shiver. DinIy ap.
peared the face and outlines of a we'll
made man--the countenance handsome
but evil. = He seemed not to comprehend.
But as fast rs the chains would permit
him he came forward and looked oui at
| the anxious face below.
with aloud, conyulsiye cry she ex.
claimed, "father! father? ?" and fell near.
/ ly senseess against the jailer.
I"Katie9" exclaimed the man, and
muscles of the mouth; whatever has
/ brought ner here?"
Theljailer was calling the child to con.
! seriousness.
''Shaif We let her come into The cell ?"
asked the warden, ,<f! srr
Jim was!Gashing his haud 'acsoss his
face. A smothered "Yes," issued from
his lips. They opened the ponderous
door and put ,the child within. Her
| arms were outstretched. his we're. wide
open, and they came together with
clanking sound-together about the form
Of that poor little child
| "0h, father -
"Oh, Ka.ie, Katie" and then there
was aquiet crying.
| By.andby the man lifted the little
head, whose glossy c1rls were, falling on
his shoulder-and oh, what sharp rat.
tie OF. chains smote on the ear and look.
edsip nor face, after d rnorn ent' 'airreso.
luton he kissed her, and then his eyes
! fell under her earnest. loving lookS
"katie, what mado yor come ?'ss
"Wanted to see you, father" and the
hegl Eps on his'shDpldep again. III b
""Hoa did tSous como, Katie? Never
mind the nofse, they are locking up;
they will be here again and let you out.
How did you come, Katie ?"
~ walked here"
"From New York, child?"
HYes, father"
There was no sound, save that of the
chains, as he strained her closer to his
bosom4
"And how did you leave-her. Katie
your mother?"
/. The question was asked iearfully, but
not responded to. He gaZel eagerly in