Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1864-01-16
Candle Reeob,ea a Mason.

| Mr.. Caudle was made Mason, and
burned, SCARED and fatigued and filed
with good supper, taken ut late bt u,
went home with fear and trembling. and
endeaFcred TO get to the back side Of the
"GoPs lat best gift to man, who was
slumbering in front, and whom he sup
posed sleeping; but Caudle was mistaken,
for as he slipped beneath the bed dfapery
lady said:
$50, you are there, ae. youi We'll, I.
only wish I was Queen for q day or two.
|,Pd put an end to Freemasonry, and all
such tfumpery, know
Snow, come, Caudle; don't let US
quarrel. Bh!. You're not in pain, dears
What's it all about:. What are you lying.
laughing there at But Tm'ia' fool to-
trouble my head about you..
"And you're not going to let me know
the secret. Ell. You mean to say-you're
not: Now, Candle, you know its, o hard
matter to put me in passion-not that /
care about the s,cret itself; no, would
not give button to know it, for it's all
nonsense, Pm sure. II isn't the secret I
care abo,t it's heslisht Mr.. Caudle; It's
the studied insult that man pays to his
wife, when he thinks cf going through the
world keeping something to himself which
I, he won't let her know, Man and wife
one, indeed! I should like to know how
that can be when mans MaseA-whcB
he keeps secret that sets Rim and his
wife apatt:; Hal. you men make the laws
and SO, you take good care to have all the
best of 'em to- yourselves : otherwise q
woman ought to- be allowed. a. divorce
when a man becomes d Mason. When
he's got a sort of corner cupboard in his
mind-that his poor wife isn't allowedto
rummage ins
"Ca1dle, you shan't close your eyes for
a week-no you shan't-unle;s tyou tell
me some of it.. Come, there's good
creature ); there's Above. I'm sure, Cau-
die, wouldn't refuse you anything-and
you know it, or ought to know it By this
time. I only wish Ihada secrett To
whom should I think, Of eonfding it but
to my dear husbahds T should be miser-
able to keep it myseE and you know it.
Now, Caudles -f
"Was there ever such mani A man,
indeed A brute yes, Mr.. Caudle, an
unfeeling, brutal creature, when you
might oblige me, and you won't. I'm
sure don't object to your being Mason,
not at all, eau lie; dare say it's very
good thing; dare say it is-h's only
your making secret Of it that vexes me.
but you'll tell me--you'n tell your Own
Margarets You won't! You're o
wretch, Mr.. Caudle.
"But know why ohr yes, I can tell.
The fact is, you're ashamed to letme know
what fool they've been making of you.
You, ut your time of life-the father of a
family. / should be ashamed Of myself,
Caudle.
"And suppose you'll be going to what
you call your Lodge every night now,
Lodge, indeed! Pretty place It must be
where they don't admit women. Nice
goings on, dare say. The you call one
another Brethren. Brethren I'm sure
you'd reIItions enough; ;you didn't want
any more.
"But know what all this Masohry's
about. It's only an excuse to get away
from your wives and families, that you
may feast and drink together, that's all.
That's the secret. And so abuse women,
as if they were inferior animals, and moth
ing else.
"Now, Caudlc, don't let US quarrel.
Yes, I know you're in pain. STILL Caudle,
my love, Caudle! Dearest / say! Cau-
die"
81 recollect nothing more" says Cau-
die, ''for I had eaten hearty supper, and
somehow became oblivious."