Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1854-04-29
LITERATURE EDUCATION
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toners, lost his credit, and was compelled
tie discontinue business.
Tom. however, obtained employ ment
as clerk, md continued in that situation
until he exhausted the patience Of his
employer. In spite of the remonsirance
of friends, the labors Of phlanlhropists,
and the lashes of conscience, he waxed
worse and worse, and continued drinking
and sinking lower aud lower in the ditch
OF degradation, until there was no hope
IN his expectation, no faith in his belief,
and no Penitence IN his tears. His un-
happy and unfortunate wife took in wash.
ing and sewing, and managed 10 earn
enough to supply herself with bread and
wfisky-for her first lore of wine gr W
into passion for all sorts OF stimulating
drinks, and she usually purchased the
cheapest. The neghbors looked upon
her as women of doubtful reputation.
Such was the situation end character
of Tom and his wife whan he visited the
lair of loafers to which have alluded
There he f und some Of his old comrads
who treated him until he became quite
intoxicated. Drunk as he was, he Geterm.
ined 10 elbow sky high. .'ihe man who
refused TO trust him for glass Of rum. So
he turned his face towards the tavern,
and reeled along like man endeavoring
to walk on both sides of the street at the
same lime. 1t was past midnight when
he reached the door he had dalkened too
frequent for his own welfare.
Bang bang bang went his feet and
fists against the door.
wv o is tirere!' inquired the bartender,
who had just put out tho light. and
thrown himself IN the bunk to rest.
Bang! bang! bang! was the answer
The landlord hearing the noise, jumped
out If the bed and ran down stairs. By
the time he reached the bar-room, his
man had lit the lamp, a.d they both
walked to the door. When it was opened
judge Of their surprise and Indignation a,
beho'ding he fiery face of Tom Long.
wv hat do you want, you lazy, drunk
en- vagabond 2 inquired the indlgnan!
landlord.
Something o drnk-my throat is on
fire.
You cannot get drop here for love
nor money. so be off,
'Give me glass of rum, or will split
your door into kndling wood !
Leave this place Immediately, or will
send you 10 place warmer than the Wes,
Indies. was The indignant response.
Trust me for glass Of liquor Al
he said these words he pushed forward G
enter the bar.room, when the landlord
thrust him back with such violence he
lost his balance, and fell upon the curb.
stone.
! The door was shut and bolted, though
| they had the curiosity to draw the cur
tain aside, to see if Tom got up and wen
off or not but vheh they saw a stream
! of blood flowing from his wounded head
: and the moveless if not lifeless form o
Tom on the sidewalk. they began to fea
, they might be taken up for manslaughter
AT all events, they were determined no
TO have such sign in front of The house
, and consequently the landlord requested
: the bartender to 60 out and ascertain
, whether Tom was dead or alive. Tn,
} man soon returned with a face pale as
pillow.case, and reported that Tom wa.
3 dead as a stone.
'Then,' said the liquor seller. I'VE mus
? put our wi 8 to work and remove ths
corpse, or we shall have to swing for it
1 Do you know whsre his wife lives?
q 'Oh, yes! she does my washing an,
: mending, and pay her iE whiskep.'
well, will put the dead body OF
3 your back, and guide you through tn
f dark lane and blind alley tha. leads to he
house, Then you drop him gently Of
: the doorstep, and we will return in anoth
e er way. in double qnick ,ime.'
e The journeyman maker of slings AM
n juleps trudged along with his burden, an
;. deposited it according toIdirec'ions on tn
' doorsteps, with the back against the doc
d As there was light burning a. the windo,
: both man and master made no unnecessar
e delay, but returned to the tavern as spec
: dily as possible - ..., -:
8 A wretehed libertine was at the hous
: of Mrs. Long, and when he heard tn
: noise below, he walked down stairs vii,
$ a light in one hand TO see what occasionc
It il. Mrs. Long accompanied her mserabl
If visitor, and when the door was openee
the disfgured and bleeding body OF noe
I. Tom fell into the hall
g The beast is drunk again. and has bee
l. fighting remarke ed the amiable spouse.
a He is as dead as hammer : said Ne
4. Blower, the wretch who opened The doo1
d 'and we shall be charged with killing hir
'e unless we conceal the corpse.'
a Dead is he! I always thought
Il would come 10 that . said the scottish wo
.. man, who was TOO drunk 10 realize VIII:
% she said, or what he said to her.
: 'One or two of my cronies saw me er
4. ter this court, and shall be arrested as
q murderer, 10 morrow. unless dispose {
q this dead body. will wrap it MP in a
., old blanket. and carry it on my shoulde,
s. 10 the Sailors Home, near The wha,
where Tom has been drinking all ds,