Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1871-08-24

walk" and then tainted again. Step by
step. rod by rod, did Josey toll along with
her burden. 1t was weary half mile to
Mr.. Days, but she reached there just -
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 daughter open
her eyes and smile, 10 kiss Josey, with all
mothers gratitude shining in her sweet
eyes. That kiss would have paid for even
a greater service, Josey thought, and went
home. not altogether heavy of heart,
though she knew that her young friend
had broken arm, and must suffer with 1t
for weeks.
You think Allie had no birth day party
after all? Well, yes. When Saturday
morning came she called mother and had
long talk with her. There were tears in
Mrs. Days eyes when she went away from
the bedside, but her face shown with as
sweet smile as ever frightened mothers
countenance.
"Allie must have her party" she said to
her husband; we'll have Bridget Flanagan
come over and help Lizzie get dinner, and
George must carry invitations. Here is a
list of the guests-there will be only FIVE
or six"
"Do you not think company will excite
her too much ~ asked Mr. Day.
al believe not" said the mother; "and
her heart is especially set upon having
Josephine Mills here. Now that poor
girl has but one dress, and Allie asks if
she may not send her the new blue muslin
made last week think that if you take
it Josey will understand that it is not q
charity, but little gift of friendship"
SO Mr. Day walked away with the Gress,
but lost his road strangely, and only
found it again after he had visited Harris
shoe store Mrs. Wilder's milliner shop,
and Holmes shawl room.
But who were invited to Althea Days
birthday dinner? Not by any means Julia
Lacy, the King girls, Tommy Strang, and
the rest, but Peter Henry, who had
limb amputated year before, after the
| falling of that piece of timber at Widow
Lakes barn raising; Mark Livermore.
who sawed wood faithfully from morning
till night, to give his old grandmother an
easy life and plenty to eat; Sallie Lorey,
who was such dwarf you could have
stood her under your arms-any one OF
you over twelve years old; and Jane Rice,
who was SO bunch backed, you would
want to shut your eyes if she came in your
way; then, of course, Willie Mills and
Josey.
Prof Zimmerman, who lived next door.
and played the piano, and flute, and key
bugle, and violin-and, for aught know,
the cornet, harp, sack. but, and psaltery-
came in and made every wall OF the house
reverberste with his melodies. Miss Nor
ten, who just dropped in to see how Allie
was, threw off her bonnet and made her
self charming telling all manner of fairy
stories and singing songs that made the
children laugh and cry Nil at once.
The dinner? All, yesl had nearly for
cotton that 1t was such q feast as Josey,
Willie, Jane, Sallie, Mark, and Peter had
never had before. The chicken pie was GER
tainly AZ big as that the little dwarf was
served up in at the King of England's din
ner, in fact il could almost have held Salley
Lorey herself; and the buildings, raspber-
ries, sugar cakes, ice cream, and Charlotte
Russo were all as delicious as mortal hands
could make them.
Strange! Before night every one OF the
twelve whom Allie had thought of asking,
came in to inquire about her broken arm,
| and once in they stayed, and staying, were
as merry and kind and altogether friendly
TO the wood sawyer, the bunch backed or
phan, the drunkards children, and the
| dwarf rs they were among themselves.
Il shall have a party myself said Ellen
! Horton" as soon rs Allies arm Is well /;
and every one here must come"
"When thou make est asst call the poor,
the manned, the lame and the blind
Home and Heaith.