The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1856-02-29
Soliloquy Of q Loafer.

Let's see, where am I, THIS is-coal I'm lay.
ing on. How'd I get herel Yes, mind now.
Was coming up street-mei wheelbarrow--was
drunk, comm ,'o,her way, the wheelbarrow fell
over me, or over the wheelbarow, and one OF Us
Iell into the ceilar-dont mind which now-guess
!, mus, a been me. I'm nice young man, yesI
am-tigh,. tore drunk. Well, can't help it
faint INV fault wonder whose fault tis' l. IL
Jones iautl No. l. il my wile's fault Well,
il amt. Is il the whcelbarow's fault! No. lis
whiskey's rauli' Who is wbiskey! Has he q
large family, All poor reckon. Think l won't
own him any more. I'll cut his acquain,ance.-
I've had that notion fJr about ten years, and al
WAYS hate 10 do il for fear OF hurting his feelings.
III do Il no 81 think liquors iniurin' me-its
spoin' my temper.
Sometimes get mad when I'm drunk, and
abuse Bets and the brsts; used to be Lizzie and
the children; that's some time ago. come
home evenirs, she us,d TO put her arms round
| nv neck and kiss me, and call me her dear vii.
liam. When c,mes home now, she takes h,r
pine out OF her mouth aud her HAIR on, Of eyes,
saws something like =" Bill, You drunken brute,
.hu, the door after you, were cold enough havin
no FIRE, thou, letliu' the snow blow IN iha, way
Yes she's Bets and I'm Bill, now. laint a good
bill, uu,hcr, think Pm counierieii-woni pass
tavern wi,hou, goin' in and getin' drunk. Dom
know wha, hank I'm on. Las, Saturday ] wal
on the river bank drunk.
I stay out pretty late; no, sometimes I'm OF
all night. fact Is, rrn out pretty much all over
out olfriends, out OF pocket, ont at the elbow
and knees, aud ou,rageously dirty, so Bets says
bu, then she's no judge, for she is never clea'
herself wonder why she doesn't wear goo
clothes, may be she hasn't got EN-, whose fsul
is that1 faint mine-mus, be whi,key's.
Sometime. Tn in, however; I'm intoxicated
now; and in somebody's coal cellar. There's on
great principle I've go,-I won't get in debit
never could do H. There, one of my Goa, tails
gone, got tore oil, expect, when liell down here
IN have to get new suit soon. fellow toll
me the other day Id make good sign for pa
pei mill fhe wasn't so big, Id kick him. "
had this shirt on for nine days, and I'm AFRAID
won, come of Thou, iearin'. People ought L
respect me more than they do, for I'm in holy oil
ders. | ain't dandy, though my clothes is pref
~ near the Greaseian style. guess tore TIL
window shutter in my pants the other night
when l sat down on the wax Ia Ben Rugs sho
I'LL have to get il mended up, or viii cate
cold. Iant very stout, as IL Is. As the boys say
, I'm as "a, as match, and healthy as the sma
pox. Ny best la, is standing guard for window
pane tina, went out the other morning at the In
vi,siiou ola brics.bat. It's getting cold dow
b. re; wonder il amt able 10 climb. III had
drink, ,ould think better Let's see, lainr 81
three cents; wish was in tavern, j coul
sponge one. Whenever anybody treats, and say
. "come fcers," always thinks my names f" Eel
ers," and I've got too good manners to refuse :
Well, must leave this, or they'll arrest me for a
attempt to burglary. ain'i come to that, YET
Anyhow, it was the wheelborow did the harm
not Inc.