The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1871-09-14

never did, and very likely never will" ,
i, A little thought crept into Allies mind
THAT Jossey sy might receive an invitation to one
party at least, but she tried to excuse her,
self by thinking that the only dress could
not possibly be washed and ironed IN time
for that birthday feast.
Miss Morton opened the bible as the last
scholar settled himself in his place, and read
the fourteenth chapter of Luke. Not a
line did she hear-so full was her mind OF
the evening party-till by chance she look
ed toward the teacher and caught the words:
"When thou makest dinner or sup
per call not thy friends nor thy brethren,
nor thy kinsmen, nor thy rich neighbors.
Lest they also bid thee again and recon-
ponse be made. :, =,
;, "But when thou makest a feast call the
Door, the maimed the lame, and the blind"
The color flew all over Allies face ut
is true" thought she, "that selected the
very girls to help me eat my birthday din
ner who will invite NE to see them when
they give party. That would be recon-
pense surely; and believe l should have
been quite willing to have invited Josephine
Eif. I hadn't known she never could invite me
in turn. THE poor, the MANNED, the lame
and the blind:' How Ellen Horton and
Julia Lacy would laugh if l should ask Jo-
sew and her deformed brother, and Peter
Henry, the one legged Scotch boy. and Mark
Livermore, who has only one eye, and saws
wood for a living Pshaw! what birthday
..I-, a. % would ha ~
Allie took up her reader and went into
her class. Josey stood next to her, and she
could not help but notice how tired and pale
the poor girl looked. "I know" thought
Allie, "her father staggered home last night
lust as we were leaving school, and all the
BOYS laughed to see him. I remember now
that Josey burst out crying, aud ran home
across the field, rather than hear them rldl-
cule him. ........ ..
ssThe King girls laughed too-hateful
things I presume if should really invite
.Josey all the rest would snub her just as
they do in school, and that ,ooHld be agree
BILE % 80
"The poor, the MANNED, the blind"-
How these words followed Althea Day from
class to class, from study to play, and back
again to study. For some reason her lnVl-
tations, which she had meant to give at re-
cess, remained untcndered. "It is four days
to Saturday" she thought; and there Is
really no hurry
What it was I cannot say, but the more
Allie looked at Josey that day the more she
liked her; and when school was out at night
she astonished the drunkwd's daughter by
walking with her, and actually taking the
other hand of Willie, the little deformed
boy. -.
'.It is too pleasant to 80 right home" " said
Allie; "let us 20 to the bank Of the creek
bank and get some raspberries"
Il am afraid mother will need me" said
Joscy; but Willie was so pleased with the
idea, that she yielded, and the three climbed
and struck off throug gh the woods, pleasantly
chatting as school girls will. 1t SURPRISED her
how lady-like and agreeable Jose5 was. All
her shyness and tinlidity vanished, and she
had so many interesting things to say that
Allie nearly forgot what they had come tor.
"Here we aroat the Twenty" said Will
lie, at least meaning the "Twenty Mile
Creek" Now / want some berries" >"
There was charming WATERFALL thirty
feet down from where they were standing,
and the long rays ofthe evening snn glanced
over its silvery mists and struck them into
wonderful shinmering rainbows. Oh, those
rainbows! Allie had just stepped to the
edge of the steep bank, where two or three
raspberry bushes grew out Of cleft in the
rocks when she caught sight of them she
leaned a little farther to soc them more
clearly, slipped on the moss, caught at the
thorny boughs, swung clear the bank, and
/ fell half way down to the foot of the fall,
dragging the bush with her. She just heard
Josey's great cry Of fright. and then knew
nothing more till she came to her senses
when Josey was carrying her up the bank
little way down the creek. -'1':
A very hard struggle had Josey just then.
| Her small, round arms were strained with
their burden, and her breath came in short,
| quick gasps, as if feathers weight more
had been too much. 49,. ...-.
Put me down." said Allie; ~ can
walk" and then tainted again. Step by
step, rod by rod, did Josey toll along with
her burden. It was weary half mile to
Mr.. Days, but she reached there just as
the last red ray flashed through the top Of
the great elm at the gate.
Mrs. Day ran out into the yard to meet
her, and took Allie in her arms: but she
turned back as she saw her daug liter open
her eyes an smile, to kiss Josey, with all a
mothers gratitude shining in her sweet eyes.
That kiss would have paid for even great
er service, Josey thought, and went home,
not altogether of broken heart, though she
knew that her young friend had a broken
arm, and must suffer from it for weeks.
You think Allie had no birthday party
after all Well, yes. When Saturday morn
ing came she called her mother and had
long talk with her. There were tears in
Mrs. Days eyes when she went way from
the bedside, but her face shonc with as
sweet smile as ever frightened q mother S
eountcnance.
"Allie must have her party" she said to
| bar bushand. Gwc'll have Bridget Flanagan