Richmond daily Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1842-1861, 1845-08-27
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MRS. CAUDLE'S CURTAIN LECTURE.
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I sspposs, Mr.. Csudle. you call yourself q mani Tn
sure. such should have wives. II could have
thought Il possible you'd have behaved a. you have
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III could only have thossht H. you'd never have
d~sssd me to fotsSa parts. Never! Well. I did
cay 70 my ss he France, psrnsp. he catch
als poli,snsss-bu, no, you began ss Csudle,
Caudle you'll ead I'm To be neglected through life,
Oh yea I've quite given oil thoughts Of any thing but
wrstehednes-Fve made up my mind TO misery, now
You're glad ofhi Well. you have heart that.
declare to you. Caudle am Ill used woman
n wasn't for ihem I'D 60 back with you. No;fd
leave you in this place Yes; I'D into convent; or
lady on board told there plenty Of EN- here. I'D
20 and be Tor tho rest OF my days. sndse nothing
% laugh at Mr. Candle that you should be shaking the bed
thngs up end down in that But you always laugh
peoples feelings, ~ish you'd only yourself. Id
be nun, Sistor Of Chaiy. lmpossibei Ha Mr.. Cau
de. you don't know even now what can be whsn my
soods sp You've trsd upon the long enough
Gay, wos't you be sorry rim
W Nov Of your proane cryings out. Y ou needn't
sak about Heaven in that way: rm you're the last
psnon Who ought. What say this. Your conduct
Shs Custom nouse shamefui-crue And in = foreign
land, But you brought hero that might be insult
ssd, you'd other for dragging from England
Hs lot get home Mr.. Csudle, and you may
your tongue out before get into outsndsh places
again. What have you done' There now, that's where
You ageravaung. You behave worse than any
Turk 10 me,-whati You wish you were Turk Well
think that's pretty wish before your lawful wife! Yes
"a nice Turk you'd make, wouldn't you! Dont think
What have You donei Well; irs good thing can't
you, for I'm you bush.-Done, indeed I!
why, when the brues searched my basket the Custom
House regular thing, is az Then II you knew that,
why did you bring me here2 No man who respects his
wife, would. And You could stand by aud that fell
low with mustschois rummsee my baske-and pull out
my nght-cap, and rumble the borders and-wr! you'd
had proper feelings OF husband, your blood would
hugs hO cd n0nln Run NM her Won STA as
mild as butter nj the and never said word, not
when he crumpled my night-csp-lt went TO my heart
like sstsb-crumped 1t II 1t was any dusier.-l dare say
had been Miss PreIymsns night cap-oh! don't care
about your groaning- it had been her nght-caP, her
brcsh her curl papers, you'd have said something then
Anybody with the spirit would have spoken out
IL the fellow had had thousand swords at his side. Well
all know Is this ii I'D married somebody could name
he wouldn't have suffered TO be treated that way,
not he!
.Now don't hope get sleep Mr. Caudle, and hink
silence in that know your art, but il won't
do IL wasn't enough that my basket turned topsy
turvy, but before knew they spun into another
and-How could you help that You never tined to help
IT, No; Although IT foreign land. and don't speak
Fench-not but what know good deal more OF 1t than
people who give themselves airs about t-though
don't speak their nasty gibbcrsh, still let them take
away, and cared how was to find ngain-
In strange country too But I've doubt that that's
what wished you'd have been glad enough 10 have
got rid Of me in that cowardy manner Ii could only
know your thoughts, Caudle that's what brought
here for TO lose And after the wife I've been to
you!
"what are you crying OUT For mercy's sake1 Yes
. great deal you know about mercy. Else you'd
have suffered be twistcd into that room. To be
searched indeed As II I'D anything struggled about me-
Well Will say il; after the way IN which I've been used
G you'd the proper feelings Of you wouldn't sleep
again for six months. Well know there nobody but
there; but that's nothing To do with II. I'm sure
I'd been taken up for picking pockets they couldn't have
used me worse. To be treated so-and especially by
ones own sex.-irs that that sggravaies me.
sAnd that's oil you can say. What could you dol
Why, break open the door, Pm must have heard
my voice; you shall never make believe you couldn't
hear that. Whenever shall the strings again,
can't tell. IL they didnl like ship in
storm, I'm sinner! And you laughed You didn'tlaugh2
Don't tell me; laugh when you don't know anything
about II; but do.
.And pretty place you've brought A most re
spectacle place l must say. Where the women walk
about without any bonnets their heads and the fish girls
with their bare egs-wcl you dont catch eating
fish whilo I'm here. Why not, Why not,-do you think
I'D encourage people OF that sorIl
"What do you sayl Good night It's your say
ing that can't TO sleep Especial
iy with door that has such lock that it, How do
we know who may I'M What All the locks
bad in Francei The shame for you bring
such place, then. II only shows how you value me.
"Well, dare say you're tired l am. But then, see
what I've gone through Well won't quarrel in bar
barous country. We do thai. Caudle dear-what's
the French for lace1 know il, only forget it, The
French for lace, love. What. Denteel Now, you're
decevnR met You deceived me yeti oh! don't
say that. There isn't married IN this blessed world
put his hand his heart in bed, and say that,
French for lace dear1 Say again. Denielel Hunph!
Dentele! Good night, dear. Dentele! Den-,eIle."
81 Afterwards" writes Caude, 'ound out TO my cost
wherefore she enqued about lace. For she
the morning with the andlady buy veil. giving only
four pounds for what she eoudhavs bought England
forty shillinRsn'