Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1858-01-07

POIS ONING A HUSBAND.

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! eff you ever take a glass of brandy
in this house, Nelson said his wife,
$ believe me it shall contain poison, fol
| have lived drunkard's wife long e.
nough, and care not how quick the
world is rid Of me- 4.
"Not if they despatch yon from a
platform with q rope, Kitty?"
"No, not if they despatch me from a
platform with rope; for | repeat it
with emphasis, / am tired of being a
drunkard's wife. / cannot walk the
streets but there seems to be mark set
upon me, more fatal than the one God
caused to infict Cain. i hear it whis-
Ipered from almost every corner, there
goes a drunkard's wife = and then our
childr'narepointed at as being the childrn
ola sot! Let me try as hard as possibly
may to keep them clothed and sent reg
ularly to school, they meet with nothing
but jeers and SCOTS; while | for the last
ten years, have been a victim to your
brutal appetite. So now l warn you in
season, that / shall endure it no longer.
1t you place another bottle of brandy
in that closet, and afterwards attempt
to drink of it, you shall die for am
desperate, and do not care how soon the
scenes of life close, if there is TO be no
end to your beastly habits"
And the wife's cheek was almost
ghast)y pale, and there was an unnatur-
al expression in her eye which made her
husband quail beneath her wild glance;
but he tried to laughter he was sober
now, and he wished to make his home
pheasant until it suited his purpose to go
out again, and spend what rightly be-
tlonged to his family, to enrich the rum
seller. The wife had known him too
long to indulge the delusive hope that
kindness would bring about his reform
so with determined air, she made the
threat that made her husband quail
though he tried to appear jovial and un,
concerned. But the wife had piercing
leye, and with one keen glance, she read
his thoughts; but she did not falter OIL
swerve from what she had spoken.
so, Kitty, you wouldn't poison YOU
husband, would you?" continued he
with shade of anxiety on his face.
'sAsk me no more questions" said tn,
wife, with no smile on her lips; "yol
have heard what said, and now wal
to see the issue
80 come, Kitty-don't be so hare
with me, you know, after all, / am tn,
best friend you have,a that love yol
and the children"
ayes, but you love the bottle bette
: than either, Nelson, and / have born
> with meekness, too many hard word
from you aye,even blows in your heat
of intoxication, to expect now that ev
er shall have a pleasant home again.
When you are sober for q few hours, a
YOU are now, your intellect is covere,
with such mist that you are not til
Nelson Brewer that married years ago
any longer; so | cannot transfer to yo
the love which bore him when the fius
of youth was on my cheek, for you ar
drunkard and do not merit the love Z
a wife and children. When YOU liftc
} the cup so often to your lips, his spiri
left your bloated body, and since this
time my life has been worse than wid
owhood, though for my children's SAKE
and that they might have bread-thoug
at times scantily fed have RENAME
in Your miserable home, and sometime
when in hopeful mood, have though
Iperehance YOU might reform; but hav
given it ali up now. Hope has fled AN
see nought but the alms-house and
drunkard's grave in the future"
p. Mr.. Brewer made no further remark
He sat in silence little while lookin
ii out into the narrow court, seeing his pa
meaere children playing with the chill,
r, rem Of the neighborhood-as miserab
as themselves-and sigh half escape
him; but he tried to smother it, and
he a few moments inquired of his wife
she would soon have supper ready.
}" There is not an ounce of food in I'll
house, said his wife, with a mournf
air.
"WelI, it. shan't be so long, Kitty
returned the husband pleasantly. An
as he rose and went out, he stopped {
his way and encircled his wife's nee
y with his arm, and playfully gave her
- kiss.
The wife for moment forgot her S
flous mood, out ere sne could give q
Spouse, he darted through the out
ldoor, and was gone. With heavy sie
she resumed her needle, and listened
the voices of the children as they can
in at the window; nor did she expect
see her husband again till he came re,
ing in as usual, AT a late hour of Il
night. But scarcely had an hour pass,
ere she heard his footsteps in the entr
and in another moment he entered, bea
ing in his hands sufficient food, VIII
:, cooked. to provide a comfortable su
vi per. Mrs. Brewer did not utter al
exclamation OF joy at what she saw; s
only rose quickly, put away her sewil
and went about preparing the meal
d, And when it was ready, it was eaten
silence by the parents; but the childr
could not restrain their JOY NOR did tn,