The daily union. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1845-1857, 1845-05-07

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MRS CAUDLE'S CURTAIN LECTURES
LECTURE III
Mr.. Ca,.ds has rsmansd do.cn stairs III past one, so
friend.
"a pretty time of night 10 come to bed, Mr..
Caudle. Ugh! As cold, too, AZ ice. Enough 10
give any woman her death, I'm sure. What
shouldn't have locked up the Goals, indeed II
hadn't, have no doubt The fellow would have stad
al night. It's all very well for you, MIR. Caudle, TO
bring people home; but ] wish you'd think first
whai's for supper. That beautiful leg Of pork
would have served for our dinner tomorrow; and
now it's gone. | can't keep house upon the money,
and won't pretend to do it, il you bring mob Of
people every night to clear the cupboard.
81 wonder who'll be SO ready TO give you a
supper whom you want one; for want one you
ms ' Rno~ % rsS ou Sa fs Be- eaten
and then you'll be laughed at. know the world
No, indeed, Mr.. Caudlc, don't think i'll Of
everybody; don't say that But 4 can't see q
leg Of pork eaten up in that way, without ask.
ing myself what it's all to end In if such things
go on! And then he. must have pickles, too
COULDN'T be content with my 4cabbage--no, Mr.
Caudle, won't let you 60 to sleep; it's very
well 10 say, let you 60 70 sleep, after you've kept
awake I'LL this time. Why did keep awakei How
do you suppose could 60 to sleep, when knew
that man was below drinking UP. your substance in
randy-and-waters for he couldn't be content upon
decent, wholesome gin. Upon my word, you ough,
20 be rich man, Mr.. Caudle, you have such very
fine friends. wonder who gives you brandy wher
s.No, indeed, he couldn't bc content with my
picked cabbage and should like TO know who
makes better but he must have walnuts And you
TOO like fool--now, don't you think TO stop me
Mr.. Csudle; Z poor woman may be trampled Il
death, and never say word--you, too, like foo
RI wonder who'd do it for you--to insist upon the
GIL going out for picked wanuts. And in such !
night, too! With SNOW upon the ground. Yes
you're man of fine feelings; you are, MIR Candlc
hut the world does'nt know you as know you
ne feelipgs indeed! 70 send the poor girl out when
told you, and told your friend too--a pretty brute
be i, I'm sure--that the poor girl had got cold
and chilblains on her toes. But know what will
be the end Of that; she'll be laid up, and we shall
haye mics doctors bill. And you'll pay it, can
tell you---for won't
ss"Wish you were out ofthe worldi Oh yes, that's
III very easy. I'm sure | might wish it. Don't
awear in that dreadful way Amt you afraid that
the bed viii open and swallow your And don't
TASt won't bring back the leg of pork land the
brandy you've poured down both your throats. Oh,
know it! I'm sure of it. only recollected il
when I'D got into bed land If il hadn't been so cold
you'd have seen me down stairs, again, can tell
you'll rccollected it, and pretty two hours I've
Passed-that left the key in tho cupboard land
)pew it'll could zee by the manner Of your coming
Nso The room--I know you've got at the other bot
tie. However, there's one comfort: you told me to
hsnd for the best brandy--the very best--for your
Qiher friend, who called last Wednesday,. Ha!
Hal II was Britsh--thc cheapest BRUSH and
nice and i'll the pair of you will be tomorrow.
81 There's only the bare bone Of the leg of pork;
but you'l get nothing else for dinner can tell you.
It's dreadful thing that the poor children should
60 without,--but, If they have such father they,
poor things, must suffer for it.
Nearly whole leg Of pork and a pint Of brandy!
A pint Of brandy and a leg Of pork. A leg Of $500
Leg pint"
And snumbling these syIIabIes, says Mr.. Caudle's
Ms, she went 10 sleep.