American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-04-11
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MRS. CAUDLE'S CURTAIN LECTURES.
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MRS. CAUDLE'S CURTAIN LECTURES.
Mr.. Caudle joins Club--"T The SkylarhS."
"l'm sure poor woman had better be in her
grave than married! That is, il she can't be
married 10 a decent man! No; don't care ii
you are tired, ! shant let you go TO sleep. No,
and | won't say what | have to say in the
morning; I'll say it nopc. It's all very well for
you to come home at what time you hkc--its
now half past twelve-and expect Pm to hold
my tongue, and let You go to sleep. What
next, wonder! A woman had better be sold
for q slave at once.
''And so you've gone and Joined club! The
Skylarks, indeed! A pretty sky lark you'll make
of yourself! But won't stay and be ruled by
you. No, Pm determined on that III 90 and
take the dear children, and you may get who
you like to keep your house. That is as long
as you have house to keep, and that won't be
long know.
GLOW can any decent man 60 and spend his
nights in a tavern! oh, yes, MIR. Caudle; dare
say you do, for rational conversation. should
like to know how many Of you would care for
what you call a rational conversation, if you
had it without your filthy brandy and watol;
yes, and more filthy tobacco smoke. I'm sure
the last time you came home, | had the head
ache for a week. But know who it is who $
taking you to destruction. It's that brute, Pref
| lyman. He has broken his own poor wife S
heart, and now he wants to--but don't you
think it, Mr.. Caudle; III not have my peace of
mind destroyed by the best man that ever trod.
Oh! yes, | know you don't care so long as you
can appear we'll to all the world--but the world
little thinks how you behave to me. 1t shall
know it though-that am determined.
elbow any man can leave his own happy fire.
side to 90 and sit, and smoke, and drink, and
talk with people who wouldn't one of them lift
a finger to save him from hanging-how any
man can leave his wife-and good wife, too,
though say it-for parcel Of pot compan-
ionseoh, it's disgraceful, MIR. Caudle; it's un-
feeling. No man who has the least love for
his wife could do it.
"And suppose this is to be the case every
Saturday? But know what I'll do know
it's no use, Mr.. Caudle, your calling me good
creature; Pm no such fool as to be coaxed in
that way. No; if you want to 60 to sleep, you
should come home in Christian time, not at
half past twelve. There was a time when you
were as regular at your freside as kettle
| That was when you were decent man, and
didn't 90 with Heaven knows who drinking
and smoking, and making what you think your
jokes-l never heard any good come to a man
who cared about Jokes No respectable trades
man does. But know what I'll do I'll scare
away your Skylarks. The house sells liquor
after twelve Of Saturday night; and if don't
write to the magistrates, and have the license
taken away, Pm not lying in this bed tonight
Yes, you may call me foolish woman: but no
| Mr.. Caudle, its you who are the foolish man:
or worse than foolish man; you're a wicked
one. If you were to die to-morrow-and the
people who 60 to public houses do all they can
to shorten their lives--l should like to know
who would write upon your tombstone. "a
tender husband and an aifectonate father" /
| I'd have no such falsehoods told of you, can
assure YOU"
Going and spending your money, and
nonsense, don't tell me--no, if you were to ten
times swear it, wouldn't believe that you
only spent eighteen pence on Saturday. You
can't be all those hours, and only spend
eighteen pence. know better, I'm not quite
a fool, Mr.. Caudle! A great deal you could
have for eighteen pence! And all the Club
married men and fathers of families. The
more shame for 'em? Skyarks indeed! They
should call themselves Vultures, for they can
only do as they always do by robbng their in
nocent wives and children. Eighteen pence a
week! And if it was only that--do you know
what Hity Two eighteen pences come 10 IN
year? Do you ever think of that and see the
gowns wear Pm sure can't, ont of the
house money, buy myselfa plncushion; though
I've wanted one these six months Not so
much as ball of cotton. But what do you
care soyou can get your brandy and water
There's the glrls, too-the things they want?
They're never dressed like other peoples chill
dren. But it's all the the same to their father
Oh yes! So he can 60 with his skylarks they
may wear sackcloth for pinafores, and pack
thread for garters.
"Youd better not let that Mr.. Prettyman
come here, that's ALL or, rather, you'd better
bring him once. Yes, should like to see him.
He wouldn't forget it. A man who, l may say,
lives and moves only in spittoon. man
who has pipe in his mouth as constant as his
front teeth. A sort of tavern king; with his
lot of fools, like you to laugh at what he
thinks his jokes, and give him consequence
| No, MIR. Caudle, no; it is no use your telling
me to go to sleep, for won't. Go to sleep
indeed! Pm sure it's almost time to get up.
hardly know what's the use of coming to bed
at all, now.
"The Skylarks, indeed! suppose you'll be
buying Little Warbler and at your time of
life be trying to sing. The peacocks will sing
next A pretty name you'll get in the neigh