Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1841-1853, 1845-04-17
BY G. A. & J. P. CHAPMAN.

has broken his own poor wife's heart, and now he
wants to-but don't you think It, Mr.. Caudle ; Ill not
have my peace of mind destroyed by the best man
that ever trod. Oh, yes l know you don't care so
long as you can appear well to all the workout the
world little thinks how you behave to me. 1t shall
know 1t though-that I'm determined
SHOW any man can leave his own happy freside to
90 and sit and smoke, and drink, and talk with peo
rIe who svealdn't of them lift finger to him
from hanging-how ary man can leave his wife-and
good wife too, though say it-for parcel Of pot
companions-oh, it's disgracefu Mr.. Caudle; it's
unfeeling. No man who has the least love for his
wife could do it.
''And suppose this is to be the case every Satur-
day But | know what I'll do. know-its no use,
Mr.. Caude, your calling me good creature I'm
not such a fool to be coaxed in that way No; If
you want to go to sleep, you should in christian
time, and not at half past twelve. There time
when you regular at your freside kettle.
That was when you were a decent man. and didn't go
with heaven knows who, drinking and smoking, and
making what you think your jokes. | never heard
any good come TO man who cared about Jokes No
respectable tradesman does But know what Ill do;
I'll 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,
I'm not lying in this bed this night Yes, you may
call me foolish woman but no, Mr. Caudle, no;
it's you who are the foolish man youre-a wicked
one. If you were to die tO-morrow-and the people
who go to public houses do all they TO shorten
their lives-I should like to know who would write
upon your tombstone, "a tender husband and affec-
tiCnate father" I'D have such fasehood told Of
you, / can assure you.
"Going and spending your money, and-nonsense!
don't tell memo, If you were to ten times II,
wouldn't believe that you only spent eighteen pence
Saturday. You can't be al those hours, and on
ly spend eighteen pence. | know better. I'm not
quite fool, Mr.. Cardle. A great deal you could
have for eighteen pence And all the Club married
men and fathers Of families. The more shame for
'em Skylarks indeed They should call themselves
Vultures for they can only do they always do by
robbing their innocent wives and children. Eighteen
pence a week And if it only tbat,-do you
know what ffty-two eighteen pences come to In a
year! Do you ever think of that and see the gowns
wear ! I'm l can't, out of the house money,
buy myself pincrshion; though I've wanted one
these six months. No, not so much as a ball of cot
ton. But what do you you get your BRAN
dy-and-water There's the girls, too It the things
they want They're never dressed like other peoples
children. But it's all the to their father. Oh
l. yes So he 90 with his Skylarks they may
sackcoth for pinaores, and packhread for carriers.
''You'd 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. man who, may say lives and moves
only In a spittoon. A man who has pipe in his
mouth constant as his front teeth. sort of tav-
ern king, with lot of fools like you to laugh ct
what he thinks his jokes, and give him consequence
No, Mr.. Caudle no; its your telling me to 60
to sleep, for won't Go TO sleep, indeed I'm sure
it's almost time to get up. hardly know what's the
use of coming to bed at ali now.
''The Skylarks, indeed | suppose you'll be buy
ing 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 neighborhood and, in
very little time, nice face you'll have Your nose
is getting redder already and you've just of the
noses liquor always flies to. You don't it's red
No-I dare say not-but see it l see great many
things you don't. And so you'll go on. In a little
time, with your brandy and waterfront tell me that
you only take two small glasses know what mem
two small glasses are in little time you'll have a
face all it made os red current jam. And
| should like to know who's to endure you then |
WON'T so don't think of it: Don't come to
"Nice habits men learn at clubs There's Joskins
he decent creature once, and now I'm told he
has than once boxed his wfe's ears. He's a
Skylark too. And suppose some day, you'll be try-
ing to box my ears! Don't attempt it, Mr.. Caudle
| say don't attempt it. Yes-its all very well for
you to say you don't trean to-but only say sgain,
don't attempt it. You'd rue it till the day of your
death, Mr.. Caudle.
"Going and sitting for four hours dt tavern !
What men, unless they had their wives with them,
can find to talk about, l can't think. No good, of
course.
"Eighteen-pence a week-and drinking brandy
and-water, enough to swim boat And smoking
like the funnel of steamship! And can't afford
myself so much as piece Of tape It's brutal, Mr..
Caudle It's ve-Ve-ve-ry brutal"
And, says a note in the MS by Mr.. Caudle =
"Here, thank heaven yawning, she fell asleep
Punch.