American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-04-09

Wednesday; Why, he let himself i'll about
four in the morning, and brought home with
him his pot companion, Leanly. His dear
wife woke at six, and saw Frettyman's dirty
boots at her bedside. And where was the
wretch, her husband Why, he was drinking
down stairs--swilliDg. Yes; worse than
robber, he'd taken the keys out Of
his dear wife's pockets-ha! what that poor
creature has to bear!-and had got the brandy.
A pretty thing for a wife to wake at six in the
morning, and instead of her husband, to see
his dirty boots,
But III not be made your victim, MIR. eau
die, not |. You shall never get ut my keys,
for they shall lie under my pillow-under my
own head, Mr.. Caudle.
You'll be ruined; but if | can help it, you
shall ruin nobody but yourself
Oh. that hor-hor-hor-i-b to-bac-
co!
M. C. has remained do,on stairs till past o'clk.
pih a.tfiend.
A pretty time of night to come to bed Mr..
Caudle. 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 the
fellow would have staid all night. It's all very
well for you, Mr.. Caudle, to bring people home
but wish you'd think first what's for sup
per. That beautiful leg of pork would have
served for our dinner tomorrow, and now it's
gone. can't keep the house upon the money
and wont pretend to do it, ifyou bring people
every night to clear the cupboard
81 wonder who'll be ready to give you sup
per 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 you'll be laughed at, know the world
No, indeed, Mr.. Caudle, don't think ill of
every body; don't say hat,-but can't see
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 cabbage-no, Mr..
well to say let you go to sleep, after you have
awake? How do you suppose | could go to
sleep, when | knew that man was below
drinking up your substance in brandy and wa
wholesome gin. Upon my word, you ought to
very fine friends. | wonder who gives you
brandy when you 60 out
''No, indeed, he couldn't be content with my
who makes better-but he must have walnuts.
And you, too, like fool-now don't think to
stop me, Mr.. Caudle; poor woman may be
trampled to death, and never say word-you
too, like fool 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 man of
fine feelings, you are Mr.. Caude! but the world
I c.
indeed! to send the poor girl out, when told
you and your friend too-a pretty brute he is
Pm sure-that the poor girl had got cold and
be the end of that; she'll be laid up, and we
shall have nice doctors bill. And you'll pay
it, can tell you-for wont.
Wish you were out of the world2 Oh! yes,
that's all very easy Pm sure | might wish it.
Don't swear in that dreadful way! Amt you
afraid that the bed will open and swallow you?
do no good. That won't bring back the leg of
pork,2and the brandy you've poured down
both of your throats.-Oh know it! Pm sure
of it, only recollected it when I'd got into
bed, and if hadn't been so cold, you'd have
recollected it, and pretty two hours I've pass
knew i'll could see by the manner of you,
when you came into the room-I know you've
got at the other bottle. However, there's one
dy-the very best-for your other friend, who
called last Wednesday. Ha! ha! 1t was Brit
ish-the cheapest British-and nice and ill
hope the pair Of you will be tomorrow.
"There's only the bare bone of the leg of
Il, l,,t I'll al Cor
can tell you. It's dreadful thing that the
have such father, they poor things, must sut-
fer for it.
"Nearly whole leg of pork and pint of
brandy! A pint of brandy and leg of pork.
A leg of-leg-pint-"
And mumbling the syllables, says MIR. eau
dies MS, she went to sleep.
EXTRAORDINARY FREsHET-Great Loss Of
Property. The Buffalo correspondent of the
Rochester Daily Democrat, writing from that
city on the Sd inst, gives the following extra
ordinary intelligence:
"An extraordinary excitement has prevailed
at Queenston and Lewiston for the last days.
The Ice has disappeared from here with great
rapidity. Such has been its movement over the
falls of Niagara, accompanied by strong North
wind, that the Niagara river has been COM
pletely blocked up.
The Ice yesterday (the 2d) within a mile Of
the falls was forty feet high! In the rapid
course of the ice everything on the docks and
wliarves at Queenston and Lewiston has been
swept off, with the contents of the storehouses
At Yonngston it has cleared off every house
near the wharves, and the steam flour mill has
gone with it. The damage all round is not far
from $780, OO."
This is all have to say on the subject. The
mail this afternoon West of Auburn has failed,
SO that we have no confirmation Of the news
1t is, am told, true p every respect l learn
that Mr.. smead, of the Canada express, was at
Lewiston at the time and unable to cross to Ca
NADIA on account of the sudden rising of the RI