Sunbury American and Shamokin journal. [volume] (Sunbury, Northumberland Co., Pa.) 1840-1848, 1846-01-03


gulshed. bu; a wealthy man. and was esteemed
by all who knew him. Young men, he paid
the printer lis there no moral in this,
Mrs. Caudie's Last Curtain Lecture.
Mrs. CAUDLE HAS TAKEN COLD rur IRA
GEpy or THIN sHoEs-'l'm not going to con-
trsdlct you Caudle you may sey what you like
but | think ought 10 know my own feelings
better than you. ] don't wish to upbrad you,
neither I'm too i'll for that but it's not get.
ting wet in thln shoes.--oh, no! it's my mind,
Caudle, my mind that's killing me. Oh, yes
eruei indeed You think Cruel will cure wo-
man of anything; and you know. too, how
hate it,--Gruel can't reach what suffer but,
Of course, nobody is ever i'll but yourself Well,
! II didn't mean to say that but when you
talk in that way about thin shoes, woman says,
Of course, what che Doesn't mean /; she can't
help it. You've always gone on sboa, my
shoes, when think I'm the fittest Judge of what
becomes me best. ! dare say ;-'twculd be all
the same to you if put on poughman's boots;
but I'm not going TO make figure of my feet,
can tell you. I've never got cold with the
shoes I've worn yet, and 'tsn't likely [ should
begin now.
| No Caudle,I wouldn't wish to say anything
to accuse you no, goodness knows | wouldn't
make you uncomfortable for the world,-but
the cold I've got, got ten years ago. I've me-
yer ssid anything about it--but it has never
eft me. Yes: ten years ago the day before
yesterday. Ho,o can Irecoliect it Oh, va.
ry well; women remember things you never
think of; poor souls they've good cause to do
So Ten years ago 4 was sitting up Cor you,-
there now Pm not gong to say ANYTHING tovex
you, only do let me speak ten years ago [
was waiting for you. and fell asleep, and the
fire went out, and when | awoke found was
| sitting right IN the draft of the key hole. That
was my death Caudle, though don't let that
make you uneasy, love for don't think you
meant 10 do it.
'fia it's all very well Cor YOU 10 call i; ron-
sense; and TO lay your l.conduct upon nv
shoes That's ike man, exactly, There ne
yer was man yet that killed his wife, who
could give good reason for it. No don't
mean TO say that you've killed me; quite the
reverse! still, there's never been day that 7
haven't fet that key.hole. What WIN 'front.' I
hare a doctor ? What's the Use of doctor 7
Why should Iput up TO expense Besides, /
dare say you'll do very well without me, Cau-
die; yes, after little time, you wont miss me
much no man ever does
peggy tells me Miss Prettyman called to-
day. Whdi ofn' Nothing, of course. Yes.
know she heard was i'll, and that's why She
came. A little indecent, think, Mr.. Caudlc 4:
she might wait :: shan't be in her way long.
she may soon have the key of the caddv, now.
Ha Mr.. Caudie what's the use of your
calling me your dearest soul now, Well, lido
believe you. l dare ssy YOU do mean it that
Is, hope YOU do. Nevertheless YOU can't ex-
Pect lean lie quiet in this bed and think of that
young woman-not indeed, that she's near s,
young as she gives herself out. Ibear no ma
lice towards her, Caudle--not the least. Still.
don't think could lie at peace in nv grave if
well, won't say anything more about her;
but you know what Imean.
Think dear mother would keep house beauti.
fully for you when I'm gone. Well, love,
won't talk in that way il you desire it. Still, 1
know I've dreadful cold though won't al
low 1t for minute to be the shoes-certainly
not inevsr wear 'em thick, and you know it.
and they never gave me cold yet. No dearest
Caude, it's ten years ago that did it ; not that
say syllable of the matter to hurt YOU. I'd die
first
Mother, you see, knows all about your littlo
ways and you wouldn't get another wife TO
study you and pet you up as I've done--a So
cond wife never does; it isn't likely she should
And after oil, we've been very happy. 1t hasn'
been my fault If we've ever had word or tw, !.
Tor you couldn't helpnow and then being aggr !.
Vat'ng; nobody can help their tempers alwsy !,
especially men. Still, we've been very hs p
py, haven't We, Caude!
Good night. Yes,-this cold does tear M, to
pieces but for all that, it isn't the shoes God
bless you, Caude I; no,--it's not the shoes
won't say it's the key-hole; but again lisa, It's
not the shoes. God bless you once more bait
lever say it's the shoes"
There are otter Caudle papers extant. Some
I these may, possibly, be presented to the uni
Ierse in car next volume. From these docu.
nents ,,hs world will then learn in the words of
lls wronged wife. 'what an aggravatlnr usn