Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1871-01-12
Rejected, and Why.
BY ELLA WHEELER.

Walter King locked the door OF
his law Office, and turned his steps
homeward, in very pleasant frame
OF mind. #
q business had been very brisk of
late with the young lawyer, and he
could see his way clear to fortune,
and fame, and--matrimOny. He
had only been waiting an increase of
his income, to ask Leah Turner if
she would become his wife. And If
there was any dependence to be
placed in a woman's voice and
glance, then he would not receive
"No' for an answer. In two weeks
more his affairs would all be settled,
and he would take a vacation, and
go down to s., where Miss
Turner resided. So hedreamed, and
planned, till he found himself at his
own door.
In the hall he met his ten-year-old
sister Jennie, who barred his progress
with two tiny arms. "Guess who's
here" she said. "Not another step
till you guess"
So Walter went through the whole
catalogue of friends and acquaint-
ances, and at last gave up in despair.
"Why, you old humbug! have
you forgotten all about me?" cried a
CHEEKY little voice, and another ten
year-old maiden danced up to his
side, with pout of offended dignity
on her rosy lips.
"Why, Fannie Turner, is it your"
And Walter lifted the little woman
from the floor and kissed both cheeks.
Il am inclined to think one was for
the sister.)
"Yes, it's me; and I've come to
stay week." was the emphatic
response. "And now do come to
supper, for we are all dreadful
hungry"
That evening, as Walter King was
writing in his account book, Jennie
reached for a book near by, and
CHANGED to Jar his arm.
"You nuisance!" he cried savagely;
"see what a blot you have left on
my book!"
"Does he often do that" whispered
Fannie, as her companion came back
to her side.
ado WHAT"
"Speak SO loud and cross"
"Oh!" said Miss Jennie, soothingly,
.'that was nothing. You mustn't
mind such things; that's the way
men always speak to their sisters
when they are bothered; but you
havn't any brothers, and SO don't
know about it,"
The next morning Fannie woke,
hearing loud noises just outside her
window. She sprang from her bed
and peeped through the blinds. She
saw Walter just in the act of tossing
young lad in the air, as he would a
ball, and cutting his ears when he
returned to earth.
ooh, Jennie!" she cried in terror,
"do come and see what is the
matter"
. @HWhy, you poor, nervous goose!"
answered Miss Jennie when she had
viewed the scene; sit is only Walter
furnishing his ofiice-boy. He Is such
a lazy creature, Walter has to punish
him every few days, to get anything
DONE" And then Jennie dismissed
the subject from her mind, and began
to chatter of someting else. But
Fannie was wondering vaguely II all
men were so cruel in their anger.
At akfast, Walter set down his
coffee after one sip, with awry face.
ibid you make this coffee,
mother?"
Mrs. King answered him in the
affirmative.
"Well, all I have to say is, that !
should think you had had practice
enough to make something superior
to this slosh! can't drink it."
No one answered; but Fannie, who
thought the coffee was excellent, was
thanking Providence thatshe had no
brother, if brothers were all like
this one. ~
Half an hour later, as Walter was
preparing for "down town." button
was found missing from his overcoat.