Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1855-01-11

LoAFER's SoLILooUY.-'Let's see,
where am 1? This is-coal I'm laying
on. How'd 1 get here? reflects } Yes
/ mind now. Was comm up street
met a wheel-barrow-was drunk
comm 'lother way, the wheel-barroW
fell over me. or fell over the wheel
barrow, and one of us fell into the cellar
don't mind which now-guess il
must a been me. I'm nice young
man. YES 1 am-tightl tore! shot
drunk Well, 1 can't help it-'tain
INV fault-wonder whose fault tits? /,
it Jones fault? no. Isit my wife's fault
well it amt. Is it the wheel-barrow'l
fault? no. Is it Whiskey's fault. Who
is Whiskey? Has he large family
Got many relations! All poor, reckon
l think / won'town him any more. IL
cut his acquaintance; I've-had that no
ton for ten years, and always hated tc
do it for fear of hurtin' his feelings
I'll do it now-I think liquors injurin'
me, it's spollin' my temper.
Sometimes / get mad when I'm drunk
and abuse Betz and the brats; it used
to be Lizzie and the children; that's
sometime ago, can Just mind it; when
l come home evenin's she used to put
her arms around my neck and kiss me,
and call me dear William. When ]
come home now she takes her pipe Out
of her mouth and puts her hair out oi
oH6 lo4Ec ~ a-1
somethin' like-'Bill, you drunken brute
shut the door after you, we're cold
enough hayin' no fire, 'thout lettin' the
snow blow in that way. Yes, she's
Betz, and I'm Bill now; l amt a good
bill nuther; think I'm counterfeit
won't pass-a tavern without goin' in
and gettin' drink. Don't know what
bank Pm on! Last Sunday / was on
the river bank, drunk.
stay pretty late, no, sometimes I'm
out all night; fact is I'm pretty much
out all over-out of friends, out oi
pocket, out at the elbows and knees, and
outrageously dirty, so Betz says-but
then she's no judge, for she's never
clean herself, wonder why she don't
wear good clothes; may be she hasn't
got 'em; whose faults thai? faint mine
it must be Whiskey's.
Sometimes I'm in; I'm intoxicated
now, and in somebody's coal cellar
There is one good principle I've got-I
won't get in debt, l never could do it.
There, one of my coat tails is gone, got
tore off l expect when 1 fell down here
-I'l have to get new suit soon. A
fellow told me the other day I'd make a
good sign for paper mill; if he wasn't
so big I'd licked him. I've had this
shirt on for nine days, and Pm afraid it
won't come off without tearin'. People
ought to respect me morn they do, for
I'm in hole'y orders-I amt dandy,
though my clothes is pretty near grease
ian style. guess l tore this window
shutter in my pants the other night,
when l set down on the wax in Ben
Sugg's shop-I'lI have to get it mended
up, or l will catch cold-I amt very
stout as it is-though Pm full in the face
AS the boys say, I'm about as fat as
match, and as healthy as the small pox.
Ny best hat is standing guard for
window pane that went out the other
mornin' at the invitation of brickbat.
It's gettin' cold down here; wonder,
how I'll get out; amt able to climb
il l had drink l could think better;
let's see, 1 amt got three cents; wish l
was in the tavern, could sponge one.
When anybody treats, and says come
fellers,' always think my names 'fel-
Iers,' and I've got too good manners to
refuse. Well, must leave this, or
they'll arrest me for an attempt at burg
larry. / amt come to that yet. Any
how it was the wheel-barrow did the
harm. not me.
A IL