The daily union. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1845-1857, 1845-08-07

Give and more shall yet be given;
Love, and serve--and look for heaven
MRS. CAUDLE'S CURTAIN LECTURES.
From the London Punch.
LECTURE Xxx.
Brothsr" Caldle has been 10 masonic charitable din
mr. Mrs. Caudie has hidden the "brothsr'," cheque-
book.
But all say is this: l only wish I'd been born a
man. What do you say You pish had? Mr..
Caude, III not lie quiet in my own bed to he in
suited Oh, yes, you did mean to insult me.
know what you mean. You mean, il l had been
pretty sentiment, ] think and after the wife I've
been to YOU And now suppose you'll be going
to public dinners every day! It's no use your tell
ing me you've only been to one before; that's no.
thing to do with it-nothing at ALL or course
you'll be out every night now. | knew what il
would come to, when you were made a mason:
when you were once made "brother," as you call
Yourself | knew where the husband and father
would be;-Im sure, Caudle and though I'm your
own wife, grieve to say tim sure you haven't
Pile ont of doors Indeed, | should like to see the
man who has. No, no, Caude; Pm by no means "a
selfish woman--quite the contrary; love my fel-
low-creatures wife and mother Of family,
who has only to look to her own husband and
children, ought to love 'em
n 'DTOtutTy Huueeu! w nat Wouiu yOusu ~ I was
to 90 and be made sister, Why, know very
well--he house wouldn't hold you.
Where's your icatch? How should know where
your watch Isl You ought to know But, to be
sure, people who go to public dinners never know
where anything is when they come home You've
lost it, doubt; and twill serve you quite right If
you have. fit should be gone-and nothing more
likely wonder if any ofyour brothers will give
you another Catch 'em doing it.
You must find your ,caich? And you'll get up for
il Nonsense--don' be foolish-lie still. Your
watch is on the mantel-piece. Fla! isn't it good
thing for you, you we somebody to take care of
What do you say' I'm dear creature? Very dear,
indeed, You think me- | dare say. But the fact is,
you don't know what you're talking about tonight.
I'm fool to open my lips to you--but can't help
it.
Where's your rd1bsh? Haven't told you---on the
mantel-piece' .9H rigM, indeed? Pretty conduct
you men call all right. There now, hold your
tongue, Mr.. Caudie, and 60 to sleep: Pm sure It's
the best thing you can do tonight. You'll be able
to listen to reason Tomorrow morning; now, it's
thrown away upon you.
There's your cheque-book? Never mind your
cheque-book. | took care of that What business
had 10 take Il out Of your pocket Every business.
No, no. lfyou choose to go to public dinners, why
AS Pm only your wife--I can't help it. But
know what fools men made of there; and if
know it, yon never take your cheque-book again
with you. What Didn't see your name down
last year for ten pounds, Job Caudle, ESQ.,, l0L'
1t looked very well in the newspapers, of course:
and you thought yourself somebody, when they
knocked the tavern tables; butt only wish I'D been
there-yes, only wish I'd been in the gallery.
If wouldn't have told piece of my mind, I'm not
alive. Ten pounds, indeed. And the world thinks
you very fine person for it. only wish could
bring the world here, and show 'cm what's wanted
at home. think the world would alter their mind
then; yes--a little.
husbands pocket A pretty husband you are, to
talk in that way. Never mind: you can't prose-
cute her for it--or I've no doubt you would; none
at all. Some men would do anything. What
You've bit of a headache? l hope you haye--and
good bit, too. You've been to the right place for
it. Mo- won't hold my tongue. It's all very
well for you men to 60 to taverns--and falkland
toast--and hurrah--and-I wonder you're not all
ashamed of yourselves to drink the Queens health
with all the honors believe you call it-yes, pref
ty honors you pay to the sexl say, wonder you're
not ashamed to drink that blessed creatures health
when you've only to think how you use your
own wives at home. But the hypocrites that the
men are--oh!
Where's your ,catch? Haven't | told your It's
under your pillowthere, you needn't be feeling for
it. tell you it's under your pillow. IT'S all right?
Yes; great deal you know what's right just now.
Ha! was there ever any poor soul used az ! am!
Pm dear creature? Pah! Mr.. Caudle! I've only to
saw I'm tired of your conduct-quite tired, and
don't care how soon there's an end oft.
Why did take your cheque-boo2 I've told you
Ito save you from ruin, Mr.. Caudle. YOU'RE not
going TO be ruined? Hal you don't know anything
when you're outl know what they do at those
public dinnerscharities, they call 'em. Pretty chari
ties! Charity i believe, always dimes at home.
know what they do the whole SYSTEMS a trick.
No: I'm mol stony-hearied creature: and you ought
to be ashamed to say so of your wife and the
mother Of your children,--but you'll not make me
cry tonight, can tell you'll was going to say
that--oh! you're such an aggravatng man, don't
know what was going to say!
Thank Heaven? What fori | don't see that there s
anything TO thank Heaven about! was going to
say, know the trick Of public dinners. They get
a lord, or duke, if they can catch him--anything
to make people say they've dined with nobility,
that's it--yes they get one of these people with
star perhaps in his coat to take the chair--and to
talk all sorts Of sugar.plum things about charity
and to make foolish men with wine in 'em feel
that they've end Of money: and thcn--shuttng
their eyes to their wives and families at home---all
the while that their own faces red and flushed like
peoples, and they think tomorrow will never come
then they get 'em to put their hand to paper Then
they make 'em pull out their cheques. But ! took
your book, Mr.. Caudle-you couldn't do it asecond
time. What you laughing att Nothing It's
| no matter: shall see il in the paper tomorrow;
for if you gave anything, you were too proud to
hide il. know your charity.
Where's your ,caich2 Haven't told you fifty
times where it Isl In the pocket-over your head
of counsel Can't you hear it tick No: you can
hear nothing to night!
And now, Mr.. Caudle, should like to know
whose hat il is you we brought homer You went
out with beaver worth Internationally shillings
the second time you we worn it-and you bring
home thing that no Jew in his senses would give
me fvepence for. couldn't even get pot Of prim-
roses--and you know always turn your old hats
into reots--not pot ofprimroses for it. I'm GER
tain off now,-rve often thought it--but now I'm
that some people dine out only to change their
hats.
Where's your ,caich? Caudle, you're bringing
me to an early gravel
We hope that Caudle was penitent for his con-
duct; indeed, there is we think, evidence that he
was so for this is the only lecture to which he has
appended no comment. The man had not the face
to do il.
EpUcATIoN.--lt has been affirmed by a celebra-
ted writer, that there is no disposition so rugged,
but will ali . - fr,e he ele0apt