Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1889-09-06
BUTLER, PA, FRIDAY. SEPTEMBER 6. 1889.


dark expression rolled like a wave across
his brow; a groan came up from his bosom.
and with a low moan he staggered against
his bed; crying:
Take her away; can't stand the sight
of anything pure like that
Katie had hidden her face a second time
as she feebiy cried" 1T isn't him." so
they kept on to the third cell.
Jim here's a little girl-little Katie,
your daughter, wants to see you"
\ stupid what" came from the bed;
the man who had probably just awakened
Your little daughter"
There was sound of rattling irons that
made the girl shiver. Dimly appeared the
face and outlines of a well-made man-the
countenance handsome but evil. He seem
ed not to comprehend. But as fast as the
chains would permit him, he came forward
and looked at the anxious face below.
With loud convulsive cry she exelaim-
ed: Father! father and fell nearly
senseless against the jailer.
"Katiew exclaimed the man, and there
was nervous twitching about the muscles
of the mouth: whatever has brought her
herel'
The jailer was calling the child to con
sciousnesS.
"Shall we let her come in the cell'" ask
cd the warden.
Jim was dashing his hand across his
face. \ smothered ''Yes, issued from his
lips. They opened the ponderous door
and put the child within. Her arms were
outstretched, his were wide open, and they
came together with clanking sound, to-
gether about the form of that poor little
child.
"0h, father!'
''0h, Katie, Katie!'' and then there was
a quiet crying. By-and-by the man lifted
the little head, whose glossy curls were
falling on his shoulders, and oh! what a
sharp rattle of chains smote on the ear,
and looked in her face. After moments
irresoulution he kissed her, and then his
eyes fell under her earnest loving look,
Katie, what made You comet"
Wanted TO see you, father and the
head was on his shoulder again.
How did you come, Katiel" Never
mind the noise, they are locking; they will
be here again and let you out How did
you come, Katie''
Il walked here.
From New York, child!'
eyes, iather."
There was no sound save that of the
chains, as he strained her closer to his bo-
som.
And how did you leave-her, Katie
your mother!"
The question was fearfully asked, but
not responded to. He gazed eagerly in the
child's face; her little lip was quivering
Katie, tell me quick!'
"She died. father"
\ groan, a terrible groan followed; the
mans head fell in the lap of the child. and
he wept with strong cries. The jailer and
the warden said that they never saw sight
so woeful. And the child tried to comfort
him, till his strength seemed to be gone
and his sobs were like gasps.
"Oh, Katie, when did she die! Oh, my
poor May my poor girl!'
Ever so long ago, l think; ever so
many weeks" replied the child but she
told me come and see you and comfort
you"
"Oh, this is hard very hard; she always
forgave me-"
''She told me to pray for you, too; she
told me to ask you would you be real good
after Won came out, and meet her in Heav-
en-"
"In Heaven! in Heavenl" groaned the
man, giving way in his agony. The child
was angel guided Her soft touch was
better for his souls good than the stripes
and the chains. He had been hardened;
her little love melted down the adamant;
had found the good locked up in his ma
ture, and she had sent her sweet smiles
through its prison door.-Long he sat
there, his head in the lap of his beautiful,
quiet child. None dared disturb him; jail
er and warden walked to and fro.
Father, when you come ont, I'll take
care of YOU
lie lifted his head his eyes, red with
weeping, were fastened on her face
Mother said might"
Goods blessing on you, my precious
child; you may save your miserable father
YETI