Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1878-07-18
THE JUDGE'S WIFE.

My gracious if there amt thai
horrid fellow Rob Stanly a-coming
down street with Maggie Fenton
the Judges wife i Well, well, we'll
l am beat III 60 right over tC
Mrs. Smiths and ask her if she saw
them. Perhaps she won't be anX
ions to have her daughter Lizzie Cal
on Mrs. Fenton now III
Still talking to herself Miss Mis-
souri, Hawkins hastily threw a shaw
over her scrawny curls and rar
across the street in time to inter
cept the lady and gentleman of hel
soliloquv and to overhear the former
say to her companion, "Don'U fail tC
be there on Tuesday at seven O'Clock
Robert, FOR Will have very little
time to see you, erid-"
Here the speaker turned the cor
ner much to Miss MiSsouri's diSsa.is-
faction.
"Worse and worse ~ was her
mental ejaculation. "Won't have
good story to tell Fanny Smith
and Kate Dean ?-ah, good morn
ing, Fanny. Did you see who that
young creature, the Judges wife
was with when she passed here a
few minutes ago 2"
Mo-" was the reply, 81 was in
the kitchen rolling out dumplings
for dinner. Who was it Some
fellow, suppose. Take a chair.
For my part don't see how she has
the heart 10 laugh and enjoy herself
as she does. I'm sure l haven't
been happy q whole day together
since l am married. But do tell
who she was with this morning.
Yesterday she passed in her new
phaeton with Sarah Finley, her
sewing girl, and Win Finley, Sarah's
brother, who had just recovered
from the typhoid fever. I couldn't
help feeling surprised at her choos-
ing such companions when she could
take her choice of the whole town.
"Well, it wasn't Sarah Finley and
her brother tblS morning." said the
elderly maiden ''It was that good
for-nothing Robert Stanley -
"My, goodness sakes alive Rob
Stanley f! Weren't you mistaken,
Missouri ?"
"No, ma'am, I was not mistak-
en- !; and what is more, when hur-
ried over to see you 1 overheard my
lady making arrangements to meet
him on Tuesday evening at seven
O'Clock"
"Why, Missouri Jane Hawkins I?
| wonder what my John will say
now ? He is always holding Mrs.
Fenton up to me as such model of
excellence. 1 am 50 glad you told
me. If you hear anything more
don't fail to let me know. Won't
You stay for dinner, Missouri ?''
''No, thank you, Fanny, l believe
I'll run around to Mrs. Deans be-
fore dinner, and ask her if she has
heard the latest. Good morning."
and off trotted the meddlesome Cos
sip to tell her dear friend, Kate
Dean, that she had overheard Mrs.
Fen:on, the Judges young wife,
making arrangements to elope with
Robert Stanley the next Tuesday
evening at seven O'Clock.
Mrs. Marguerite Fenton, or Mag
gle Fenton, as her friends called
her, had been for three months the
happy and contented wife of Ju6ge
Charles Fenton, the richest and
most influential man in c., when
Miss Hawkins gossiping tongue
called forth the first cloud in the Sc
rene and peaceful atmosphere of her
domestic happiness. She was a
bright, blue-eyed little being, only
eighteen, very much spoiled by dot
ing parents, and who possessed be-
sides a quick temper, an exceedingly
impulsive disposition and an immod-
crate love of fun and adventure.
One balmy afternoon, a few weeks
before our story opens, as Mrs.
Felton was examining alone a new
boat and boat-house lately purchas-
d by her husband strange fancy
seized her of rowing out on the sill
Yer waters stretched so inyitingly
before her.
With her usual impulsiyeness, to
think was to act, and being a good
Oarsman, in few minutes she was
rocking in the most delightful man
her far out on the broad, shinin g
waters of the Il river.
How delightful it was TO be there
all alone, with nothing above but
the blue sky and naught beneath but
the smooth, moving waters, reflect
ing each tiny, f9ecy cloud as it
foated in the azure above.
Maggie ceased rowing, allowing g
the boat to drift with the current,
auA oava harsaif nm to the aninu-