Rensselaer Republican, Volume 12, Number 36, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 28 May 1880 — Maud Muller. [ARTICLE]

Maud Muller.

pool office. -'4'' »• •; comes riding riojrtytow* the lam! Whitt iff? doom*! Ml M whit h 6 tft th^Jdd t to‘briSg C him^ istfssrssurssvsss house," handed tte cup to the judge, who gallantly remarked that Jlwatoiw Hal w nw •—IN* - Mate ‘ —4 said fit«t her tktber considered her a pretty fldr “hand” in the haylleUL The judge lingered as longs* he could, talking shoot the weather, the silver bill, the eastern question, chanoes of his reelection to the bench, etc., etc- to all of which she simply replied, “Yes, sir,” “te-he,” or something like that, and when he couldn’t make any more excuses for lingering, he rode away. Maud looked after him and sighed as she thought, “The judge is just the kind Of a man I’d like to tie to. Dress? I reckon not! I’d haves new gown every day, and two on Sunday. And data should wear store clothes; and brother Sam should have a helmet hat” How about the judge as he rode sway? Was he filled with a “vague unrest T* Certainly he was. He wanted to adjourn court sint die, and although a little past the hay day of his youth, going a haying with Mand from that time out But his feelings Mauderated when he thought of his sisters, who were society ladies, and what they and the fashionable world generally woold have to say about it 80 he kept on his way, and he opened coart that afternoon same as usuaLonly the lawarTold love song/% winging la theLane!^ The judge got elected to the bench again, and then he was elected for lifo in another Way—he married a wealthy but cold-hearted lady who moved (every spring) in the first circles, and who only accepted him because she thought ft would sound well to be spoken of in the society column of the newspapers as “Mrs. Judge 80-and-8o.” And sometime* when the judge was taking a drink of old rye, all by himself in nia study, he wished that Mand could step in with a little of that meadow spring water to mix with It. Maud got married, too. She married the hired man in a check shirt whom the judge saw mowing in another part of the field. True, she loved the judge more than she could any mower she ever saw, and would continue to until time should be no mower, but as she couldn’t have him and was fearful that there woold be no mower offers, why she clinched on to the hired man. But Maud wasn’t happy either, for she couldn’t help thinking now different her life would have been as Mrs. Judge. She thought so much on the subject teat she oarne finally to believe that the judge had reallv proposed to her, and she had refused him. And when she got into a row with her husband she would throw it up to him, saying:' “If I bad'nt married yoo aod sot stack In this pen, rd beeif much better off, torlmiffht a had Bn.” Which was the Judge’s front name.