The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1845-05-07
ANOTHER CURTAIN LECTURE.
TFrom The London Punch.l

From The London Punch.
Mr.. CaudLe has lent an acquaintance the fam
liz Umbrella-Mrs. Caudle lectures thereon.
Bah. that's the third umbrella gone since
Christmas. What were you to do! Why,
let them 90 home in the rain, to be sure. I'm
very certain there was nothing about him that
could spoil. Take cold indeed! He doesn't
look like one of the sort 10 take cold Besides
he'd have better taken cold than take our
only umbrella. Do you hear the rain, Mr..
Caudle! / say, do you hear the rain And
as I'm alive, il it isn't ST. Swithin's day.
Do you hear it against the windows! Nom
sense; you don't impose upon me, You
can't be asleep with such shower as that !
Do you hear it sayl Oh. you do hear it !
Well, that's a pretty flood, ! think, to last for
six weeks, and no stirring all the time out of
the house. Pooh don't think me fool, Mr..
Caudle. Don't insult me. He return the
umbrella! Any body would think you were
born yesterday. As if any body ever did re
turn an umbrella There, do YOU hear i'll
Worse and worse Cats and dogs, and for
six weeks-always six weeks. And no UNI
brellal
| should like to know how the children are
to go TO school Tomorrow. They shan't 60
through such weather, I'm determined. No,
they shall stop at home, and never learn any
thing-the blessed creatures!-sooner than
90 and get wet. And when they grow up, |
wonder who they'll have to thank for know
ing nothing-who, indeed, but their father .!
People who can't feel for their children ought
never to be fathers.
But know why you lent the umbrella
| Oh, yes, know very well. l was going out
to tea at dear mothers tomorrow. You
knew that, and did it on purpose. Don't tel
me; you hate to have me 60 there, and take
every mean advantage to hinder me. But
don't you think it, Mr.. Caudle. No, sir; I
it comes down in buckets full, I'll 60 all the
more. No; and / won't have cab, Where
do dou think the moneys TO come from =
You've got high notions Of that club OF yours
A cab, indeed! Cost me sixteen pence al
least-sixteen pence two and eisEt-pence
for there's back again! Cabs. indeed!
should like to know who's TO pay for 'em
can't pay foi 'em: and I'm sure you can't
if you go on as you do, throwing away your
property and beggaring your children-buy'
ing umbrellasl
| Do YOU hear the rain, Mr.. Caudle! Isay
do you hear it! But don't care-I'll go to
mothers tomorrow; l will; and, what's
more, I'll walk every step of the way; and
YOU know that will give me my death. Don,
call me foolish woman; It's you that's the
foolish man. You know can't wear clogs,
and with no umbrella the vets sure to give
me a cold-it always does. But what do
you care for that Nothing at all. l may
be laid up for what you care, as dare say
shall-and pretty doctors bill there'll De.
hope there will 1t viii teach you TO lend
your umbrellas again. shouldn't wonder
il caught my death; yes; and that's What
YOU lent the umbrella for-of course!
Nice clothes shall get, too, tapesing thro
weather like this. My gown and bonnet will
be spoilt quite. Needn't l wear 'em! In
deed, Mr.. Caudle, l SHALL wear 'em. No
sir, I'm not going out a dowdy 10 please you
or ANYBODY else. Gracious knows it isn't Of
ten that step over the threshold; indeed,
might as well be a slave at -Cnce-better,
could say. But when do 60 out. MIR. eau
die, choose to go as lady. Oh! that rain;
if it isn't enough 10 break in the windows.
Ughl do look forward with dread for TO-
morrow How am TO go to mothers, I'm
sure l can't tell. But if die. I'll do it. No
with great emphass.) Mr.. Caudle, if you
bring home another umbrella I'll throw it in
the street. I'll have my own umbrella oil
| none at all.
Ha and it was only last week Ibad new
nozzle put to that umbrella. I'm sure IL fo
known as much as do now, it might have
gone without for me. Paying for new noz-
zles for other people to laugh at you. On
it's all very well for you-you can 60 TO sleep
You have no thought for your own poor wife
and your own dear children. You think o.
nothing but lending umbrellas!
Men, indeed Call themselves lords ofcre
alton pretty lords. when they can't even taxi
care of an umbrella.
know that walk tomorrow will be thu
death of me. But that's what You want
then you may go to your club and do as YOU
like, and then nicely my poor dear children