MAUD MULLER AGAIN

New Zealand Mail, Issue 1726, 29 March 1905, Page 13

MAUD MULLER AGAIN

Aland Aluller—same okl Alaudie, yes— Was working at the cider press. Tho judge came riding on the road That led. down hill from his abode. The cider press began to squeak, The judge to Aland began to speak. “Oh, judge,” .she said, “I pray you first Have some of this to quench your thirst.” She dipped a brimming, sparkling cup j Tiie judge, delighted, drank it up. He smacked his lips and asked for more, And Alaudie filled him three or four. He smiled benevolently, then Suggested that he’d drink again. And then he cleared liis throat and said, While blushing very deep and red, Do you remember, Alaud, that day When I saw you a-raking hay ?” Maud handed to the judge a straw And giggled some, and murmured, “Pshaw!” The judge, the straw between his lips, Made compliments between his sips. Until, beside the cider press, He got fair Maud to answer “T r es. ,> She is no longer Alaud, for she Now spells it Al-a-u-d-e, And often now she’ll softly say, “A cider press beats raking hay.”