Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1870-05-26

taxing, there VA I sudden FAINT whifr 81
wheels thfouth Tho hight SnpW and Be9A
with q little delighted Whitney dashed
across the MnA 6f light which atfeamed out
from the windox 4 and put her sseaming
Ms Anderson opened the door With
eager haste, but fell back in astonishment
at sight Of Ralph, with limp little. form,
covered with q white frOsting Of snow,
clasped firmly in his arms. ia "a hn,a!i.1
"Get something quick, mother" he
cried, AZ he strobe into the room, and de-
posted his burden on Q lounge q - The
poor thing b quite unconsosous, but heR
heart beats found her shout aalf WY
out on the prairie road, lying In 3 LITTLE
heap Just outside the wheel ruts. If Ben
| hadn't SHE'D shouldn't have seen her"
All the time he was speaking he was
hurriedly removing the snowy garments
and his mother was heating fannels, and
Ben Anderson, himself for the first time
in his life utterly unmindful of the COM
fort Of his favorite Bess, who was testify-
ing her disapprOval by impatiently paw
ing the snow and whinnying with all her
might was mixing some brandy and hot
water. 27hnH 91s ,t~''.,S 1910 - rsa'oa
Bring the light, Ben. Poor chiidi ~
wonder who she is. . Here, Ralph, let mo
hold her head against my bosom while
you see il you can get q little OF this hot
brandy and water into her mouth" Az
she spoke Mrs. Anderson lifted the cold,
unconscious lace to her arms, and - abe
did so, and the light fell full across, 1t,
Ralph uttered an exclamation of sur
prise. d ottes adj laa'i - lt1san7o
f"Good Heaven-Iit IL Stella Blakoi
Don't you remember, mother, the girl I
told you about who reminded me Of Viola1
How came she out in this storm, and on
the prairie road ?" 5aa.1..5
A few drops of the hot liquid was
forced between the passive lips, the hot
flannels were wrapped about the chest and
limbs, and the latter vigorously chafed.
But with the united efforts of the three II
was good half hour before the girl
showed any very decided signs of return
ing consciousness. And when she did,
the agony which racked the slight frame
was pit,fal to see. 1t seemed almost cruel
to bring her out of her happy uncOr-
sciousness to such fierce suffering But
the struggle was short as 1t was sharp,
and she was soon able to sit up and look
about her. She was still good deal be-
wildered, and there was wild startled
look in the great black eyes she turned
upon them. But when they fell upon
Ralph, they softened, and a faint smile
parted the lips, as with q little involuntary
motion she put out her hand towards him
ne look the little trembling myers Do
tween his warm, firm palms. ~
"You remember me, Miss Blakef"
he asked, eagerly, looking down Into her
face. +, .qas. s.Iti..
"Yes, I remember you," she said,
softly, q faint rift of color coming into her
face shut where II this, and how camel
here ~ 4.f q" a}qt lia or re
! "I found you lying in the snow by the
roadside, about half 8 mile from here"
30 yes, remember" she interrupted,
with q strong shudder, IL sat down To
rest. 0 how fierce the storm was" ~.
"Yes, 1t was terrible, and you sup
pose got bewildered and took the prairie
road, instead of keeping straight on,
which would have taken you to MOntford
House. But found you, fortunately, and
took you home with me without stopping
To ask your permission" he added, laugh
| ing, "and you must be my guest tonight
per force, whether you like 1t or not.
Rather ungallant to serve lady In this
way, do you Think" j.
She smiled, but her eyes were full Of
"Ycu have saved my life, Mr. Adder
son." she said, in low voice, but / cam
not thank you, do not know what to
say "a, -, ~ !, ,,. ..... -. :.
thanked. There Is my mother, Miss
Blake, expect 1t Is owing to her more
than myself that You have been restored;
a. No for rno,,o ~ t0fi IN
people--it's her hobby" 9e...... -
The fearful eyes were suddenly uplifted
to Myra Anderson's face with an eager,
longing, wistful look; then with q little
low sob she threw her arms about her
neck, and hid her face on her shoulder
Dear child p Mrs. An ierson said, In
an unsteady voice, dear little girl there,
don't cry, darling" stroking back the hair
from the hot temples -" never can be
thankful enough that Ralph was delayed
30 that he was caught out In the storm. l
fretted at nrst, but you see didn't know
why he was kept then. You see we can
see such little way, while be sees the
end from the beginning. think, Ralph,
she added, earnestly, that it WAS Just
special Providence that that tailor lied
TO you about having your coat done yes
! terdsy." y 'ifh ~. "tnTi tih3y 2"3
"You think IL was lie to the glory Of
Cod don't you ?" he asked, laughing.
Just then Mr. Anderson came in from
the stable where he had been 70 make
sure Bess was quite comfortable, and
Stella was formally introduced to him;
and then the table was drawn up be.
fore the fire, and they all ct down TO-
supper, Stella being carefully established
in . huge rocking chair, With three or
four great puffy pillows Of her back, ana
one particularly Big fellow, which perched
Just above her head, shook like q bowl Of
Jelly every time she moved. She looked
30 queer and small with this extravagant
background Like, some pretty, crimson
and black winged butterfly struggling 10
. pan Of milk-that Myrs Anderson could
not help saying, putting outher hand and
touching Der sleeve--to be sure she WAS
not an optical illusion, suppose -
|" What . very little girl you ors Aiss
Baker y ~ 99ti'e E'af'i ''nh
'ltn.Does she remind you Of anyone,
wifes" Mr.. Anderson asked. "Oniy 3
little. but still just littler' .. a ~ ~. ri.
I" don't know 90 she does" she replied,