Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1860-10-19

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watched the sun lift his head above the east.
ern hills, and saw the earth glorified with a
fresh baptism of lovelincss.
ra Yes, the Judge and Maude got along anna
zingly well together, and cousin Jennie smiled
to herself as she saw it; but like prudent
woman, as she was, she kept her own coun-
sci and said nothing. But the sensibilitics Of
our hero were destined to receive rude
shock. One morning he entered the library
in search of some book he wished to consult,
and discovered Maude engaged in the peru
sal Of something very interesting, evidently /;
for his entrance failed to attract her attention
He watched her moment in silence, and
then said: ElH aE''-. .".4 . "fb 'ttH .1s
"May ask what has the honor of absorb
ing your thoughts so completely this morn
ing, Miss Maude?''
"Oh, Stewards last speech it's grand,
isn't ity'
Imagine his feelings, especially when it is
t.ken into consideration that the Judge was
Democrat of the most ardent stamp, and
consequently entertained about the same af-
fection for Seward and his speeches, that a
rabid dog might be supposed to have for a
stream of water. He made very wry face
in spite of himself, and Maude, looking up,
caught him in the act. .. 3. ..a...sA ~ .1ai 4,
"Why, Judge" said she smiling, "you
arc not Democrat, hope Pr aar b. .aa
am sorry to- say l am replied he,
rather stiflly s ..-.#I.rsg "a, s...E, }ssi7 glrs.
81 am sorry for you, my friend, l must
say said Maude while her eyes danced with
mirth to see how shocked the Judge looked.
And you are" #s.s. s...-. ,f,#
"a Republican, and one of the blackest
| I1yn fp hn ~ Yaf,,rpnI ch
"Well, every one to their taste," and
Maude was alone again. .-..s a.a r.r
What Judge Compton's meditations were
it would be difficult to say, but that night he
dreamed that Maude was President of the
United States, and in the act of giving her
hand to Seward, who was big negro, with
intensified woolly hair and thick lips, and
| Henry Ward Beecher was performing the
marriage ceremony. He was rather shy of
Maude for day or two, but gradually af-
fairs returned to their old channel. ..-.
One quiet afternoon, Jennie and Maude
were alone together, the gentlemen being
absent on some business or other. They were
seated OH the piazza with their sewing, con-
versing on various feminine topics, or paus-
| ing to admire the quiet beauty of the blue
sky cleaning through the heavy foliage of
the trees, or of the golden bars of sunlight
that lay upon the thick green grass. At
length Maude made some remark that had a
tingc of her political opinions in it, and Jen-
ME laughingly said: -. ..aH ..E.H 49,.
"Now, Maude, what's the use of talking
in that kind of style? You'll marry Dem
ocrat some day, and then what will become
of your politicsg"
But 1 shan't, though" said Maude, en-
ergetically, 81 wouldn't marry st. Paul him
self, if knew he was Democrat - #
"Why, Maude," said Jenny, her black
| eyes enlarging themselves considerably /;
"you really look as if you were in earnest
| What are your reasons, may l ask? ?" f.
because should fear that man whose
principles would allow him to support such
system of fraud oppression, and wrong,
| would make poor husband" .#s ,..
Nevertheless, | will wager my pet cameo
| pin against your new riding hat, that you
will no. only receive an offer from Demo-
| crat, within two weeks, but will accept him" F."
81 accept the bet, and refuse the man in
ADVANCE" said Maudc, bending over her
work that her companion might not see the
bushes that burned on her check and brow /;
$50 consider your cameo as mine." "
"We shall see," answered Jennie, gaily,
as she turned to welcome her husband, who
entered just then. r. H sbI +. v.
Judge Compton was to leave Maple Glen
in few days, and the final catastrophe came
at last. 1t happened in this wise: The pur-
pie gloom of the dying twilight had just melt
ed away in the silver beams of the rising
moon, that threw dancing shadows of trees
| and flowers on the velvetty lawn, when Maude
and the Judge returned from ride, and sat
downupon the vine-wreathedpiazza.M Maude's
eyes had sober, dreamy look in their clear
depths, and perhaps the mystic beauty of the
night had cast its spell over them, for both
were shut. At length she looked up, but
for an instant, for her companion's eyes were
fixed upon her face with an intent gaze, as if
he would read her very soul, and she looked
down as quickly, while faint flush crept
over her white brow.
"Maude, love you. Will you be mine?
. 1t was noble, this earnest, manly, declara-
ton, and Maude felt it, after all the unmean-
ing flattery to which she had solong listened.
For a moment she bes;tated, then something
ccf her old sauciness came back, and she re-
called the conversation with cousin Jennie,
and glancing up, she said demurely:
MY dear Judge. ! know Of but one OBJ
jection." .lh f' ga. ...z 5..
- Name it, exclaimed the Judge, eager
ly.. .ai.lg, ..e no h s.-s
g. ''Only this: I made a solemn promise,
long slice, never to marry person Of your
political belief" % ~ istas -s
Maude, this is no time for trifling. It may
be nothing to you, but it's more than life or
death to me. am serious in this natter
| $50 am ~ % ~ qfFG sd9
"And this is all for which you reject me r.
1ss" All" 4" 49, .rs....,T 81 s..r
81 have been mistaken in you, Maude! ]
imagined you had a heart" r,- 10. X 81
Another moment and she was alone. The
moon peeped between the waving sprays Of
the vine just then, and saw something very
much like a tear in Maude' eye. as with a
troubled face she entered the house and made
her way to her cousins quiet room, accostine
her thus: -If 4a. gsssna7s 81 as
"Jennie, I've done it ~ t Ia sats1 a}'
Done what How, and where? Tell me
all about it ~ .G Hl
4 u And as Maude in word, told what had
passed, Jennie gay laugh rang out as she
exclaimed GOOD! wish could have seer
his Highness, when he found out that one
woman had read politics to some purpose
What a tear in your eye, Puss? Don't
feel bad; we shall sec what we shall see, and
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