Maud Muller Revised

Maud Muller on a sumnier nlght, went on her bike in the bright moonlight. She redaled from six to ten on a trip that would fag the strongest of men. But her heart was light and Staf spirits gay, for it wasu't work, 'twas nothing but play. Next morning, however, she'd a pain in her head, she was played out and stayed in bed; while her mother hustled in the kitchen below, not to ride a wheel, but to make things "go." Though the morning was hot and she worked by the flre, she didn't collapse with a punctured tire. Alas for the girl and the woraan! See? Things are not as they used to be.