The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1845-06-21
LECTURE VII.
Mr.. Caudie has remained ao,cn stairs hH haJ
past one o'clock ,chh q friend.

Mr.. Cdutile has remained ao,cn stairs TIL haIf
past one o'clock ,cith a friend.
A pretty time of night to come to bed Mr. Cau-
die. Ugh! AS cold, too, as any ice Enough to
give any woman her DEATH I'm sure. What!
shouldn't have locked up the Goals, indeed? If
hadn't have no doubt but what the fellow would
have stayed all night It's all very well for you,
Mr., Caude, to bring people home; but ! wish
you'd think first what's for supper. That beaut-
full leg of pork would have served for our dinner
tomorrow, and now it's gone | can't keep the
house upon the money and won't pretend to do
1t if you bring people every night to clear the
cupboard.
wonder who II be so ready to give you supper
when you want one; for want one you will unless
you change your plans. Don't tell me! know
Pm right You'll first be eaten up and then laugh
ed at. know the world. No, indeed, Mr. Cau-
de- don't think i'll of every body; don't say that
Bat can't see leg of pork eaten up in that way
without asking myself what it's all to end IN, ii
such things 90 on. And then he must have pick
les, too! Couldn't be content with my cabbage
no, Mr. Caudlc, won't you go TO sleep; its all
well to let you go TO sleep after you have kept
me awake till this time. Whydd keep awake!
How do you suppose could go TO sleep, when
knew that man was below drinking up your sub
stance in brandy and water; for he couldn't be
content upon decent wholesome gin Upon my
word you ought to be rich man Mr.. Caudle.-
You have such very fine friends. wonder who
gives you brandy when you go out!
No, indeed, couldn't be CONTEXT With my picked
Cabbage-and / should like to know who makes
better but he must have walauts. And you too
like foo!-now don't you thnk to stop me, Mr.
! Caudle; poor woman NAV be trampled to death,
aud never say word; you too, like iool,-l
wonder who'd do it for you-to insist upon the
girl going out for picked walnuts. And in such
night too! With snow upon the ground Yes,
you're "A man Of fine feelings, you are, Mr.. Cau-
die but the world doesn't know you as know
vou-fine feelings indeed to send the poor girl out,
when I told you and your fiend-a pretty brute
he is, I'm sure--that the poor girl had got cold
and cbIlblaius on her toes. But know what VIII
be the end of that; she'll be laid up, and we shall
have nice doctors bill. And you'il pay it can
tell you, for won't
Wish you were out of the world? Oh! yes,
that's all very easy I'm sure ! night wish it
Don't you swear in that dreadful way. Amt you
afraid that the bed will open and swallow you'
And don't swing about in that way. That will
do no good That won't bring back the leg OF
pork-and the brandy you've poured down both
of your throats. Oh, ! know ii! I'm sure of ii!
only recolected it when got INTO bed-and if
hadnt been so cold, you'd have seen me down
stairs again, can tell you, recollected it, and a
pretty two hours I've passed, that left the key
in the cupboard-and I knew tt could see by
the manner of you when you came into the room
-Iknow you have got the other bottle HoweV-
er, there's one comfort: you told me TO send for the
best brandy the very bes.--tor your other friend
who called last Wednesday. Ha! ha! 1t was
British-the cheapest British-and nice and i'll
hope the pair of you will be to morrow.
There's only the bare hone of the leg of pork;
but you'll get nothing else ioI dinner | can tell
YOU Its dreadful thing that the poor children
should go without-but il they have such father,
poor things, they much suffer for it.
Nearly whole leg of pork and pint of brandy
A pint of brandy and leg Of pork. a leg Of
pint
And mumb!ing the syllables, says Caudlc's MS,
she went to sleep.