Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1859-11-03
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MRS. sKINFLINT EXCITED.

care YOU aware, MIR. skinAint, that you
rocked on the baby's fingers? Have you
the audaeity, you inconsiderate brute, to
call INV child squalling brat because she
iscrying /? .I'll let you know, sir, that 1 am
not to be insulted by any such epithets, for
an insult to my baby is an insult to its moth
eri You don't deserve to have any chill
drsn, Mr.. Skinfint, you should have lived
and died an old, withered, drawn-up, miser.
lybachelor. You are not worthy of such
an affectionate wife!
stMe, angry, Mr.. Skinfint? Me angry !
I never was ealmer in my life; it is you who
are excited, and yet you sit there as un-
moved as if the poor, darling baby was not
running her lungs by her agonizing screams
aYou will leave this house, will you, if L
don't hush? You are afraid to leave it, sir; !;
ifs friend should meet you and enquire af-
ter your wife or the angel baby, whom you
have lust designated brat, You would dare
not look him in the face.
aaDid YOU say d-n the baby, Mr. Skin
aint2 Oh, you brute .! You i'll defined
semblance Of humanity! I'll tell my par
ents how their dear grsud-child has been
iupiously cursed by an inhuman father
They will see, sir, whether am to be treat
ee in this outrageous manner. LII nave a
divorce tomorrow -,
aYou would be happy to crafty me, would
Won 2 Then, sir, I will not sue for one, just
for spite I'll live with you till my dying day!
nDid you say, sir, you hope it will come
soon. It shall not come soon! Ill live to
see YOU buried and I'll plant burning
bash over your grave. I'll build brick
pyramid over you, cir, so that you cannot
come up at the resurrection. [ never want
to see your yillainous face again!
Our poor, dear infant is absolutely suffer-
ing for tooth-ring; but you wont buy it,
YOU carry FIVE cent piece in your pocket
until the Goddess of Liberty looks like
skeleton. The other day you refused John
nv q cent with which to buy slate-pencll'
LET him borrow one,' says you. Perhaps
you wouldn't object to his stealing one?-
It is of no importance to you, if the cent is
only saved. Mr. SkinAint, you are the
meanest man living! You would tear out
mosquitoes eyes to furnish oil for your lamps!
You found your oyster shells in the slop-
bucket, and came into my room awaklng
the blessed baby with your eternal COM
S1.sax, ohonk
"You haven't got money It's a lie, Mr..
Skinaint! Where are the FIVE thousand
dollars which my generous father gave you
As my dowry?
"Out at interest, are they? Well, who
gets the interest? 1t doesn't come into this
house. If ask for a ginghams apron, you
whine about poverty; if I mention new
ilk-rye worn my faded one forfve years
You have spasmodic collapse in your pock-
cts. Your fingers are all SCARED, sir, where
the tightly pinched eagles on the half dol
lars bit you. You squeeze new cent, SIT,
until you can hear the Indian yell mile.
"Did you call me liar, Mr.. sklnfint =!
To be called liar by a brute of husband
in nv own room! This is intolerable-yes,
sir. ebominable! I'll send for my brother and
have him punch you.
= uDon't call me excited, sir, it is enough
to arouse any unprotected female! You
think because the law makes me your
property, that I am to be kicked about as
You please. But I will not suffer it, sir; LII
resort to the Indiana legislature; I'll have a
divorce; the children will cling to their
much abused ma III -"
At this juucture, Mr.. S. put on his nat
and left the house; while Mrs. s. quleted
the unreaned cause Of all this disturbance
by resort to the usual remedy.