Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1866-03-17

Lets geo, where am II This is-coal
I'm laying on. Was coming up street
met q wheelbarrow--was drunk, coming
t'o.her way-the wheslbarro~ fell over
me, or over the wheelbarrow, aud one OF
~ fell into the celIar-don't know which
now--guess it museha' beed me. I'm
nice young man, yes sm-tight! tore
drunk Well, / cant help it-taint my
fault-woader whose fault It's Is it
Jones' fault7 Ne. Is it my wifes FAULT
Well, it amt. Is it the wheelbarrow,s
faul,Y No. It's whisky's fault. Who's
whisky? Has he large family? All
DOOR, reckon. think won't own him
any more. III cut his acquaintance. I've
had that notion for about ten years, aud
always hate to do it for fear Of hurting his
feelings. III do it now. l think liquor
is injurin' me-i.'s spelling may temper.
Sometimes get mad when I'm drunk,
and abuse Bets and tho brats; it used to
be Lizzie and the children-that's some
time ago. ia 60 home nights, an she'd
put her arms around my neck, an kiss
me, an call me dear William. When l
come home now, she takes the pipe out of
her mouth, and the hair out OF her eyes,
IN says somethin' like "Bill, you drunk>
en- brute, shut the door after you; we're
cold enough, havin' no Gre, 'thout lettia'
the snow blow in that way. - Yes, she's
Bets and I'm Bill, now. l amt good
bill, nuther, think I'm counterfeit; wont
pass-a tavern without goin' in an get.in'
drunk. Don't know what bank I'm on.
Last Saturday was on the river bank
drunk. I stay out pretty late; no, some
times I'm out all night; fact is, I'm cut
pretty much al! over-out Of friends, out
of pocket, out at the elbows and knees,
and always eutrageousiy dirty, so Bets
says; but then she's no Judge, for she's
never clean herself | wonder why she
doesn't wear good clothes-may be she
hasn't got EN- whose fault is that? isn't
mine, must be whisky's.
Sometimes I'm in, however; I'm intox-'
icated now, and in somebody's coal cellar.
There's one principle I've gos-I won's
get in debt; never could do it. There,
on. Ct my coat tails is gone, got tore off
I expect v hen / fell in here. I'll have to
get = new SUI. soon. A fellow told me
The other day that id make good sign,
for a paper mill. If he wasn so .:ss Ia
kick him. I've had this shirt on nine
DAYS, an I'm afraid it won't come of
Without tearinh. People ought to respect
me more than they do. / amt dandy,
though my clothes are pretty near the
Greasian style. l guess tore this win
dow shutter 10 my pants tother night
when sat down on the wax in Ben Riggs
shop; I'll have to get it msndsd os-l1l
catch cold. I amt very stout. As the
boys say, I'm as fat as q match and a.
healty es the smallpox. My best hat is
standing guard for a window pane that
went out fothsr morning at the invitation
of brick-bat. lis getting cold down
here wonder If l amt able to climb If
had drink could think better. Let's
see; l ain't got three cents. If | was in
a tavern could sponge one. Whenever
anybody treats aud says "ceme, fellers,"
always think my name il 'felers. " and
I've get too good manners to refuse
Well, must leave this, or they'll arrest
me for an attempt ct burglary. | amt
come to thst yet Anyhow it VAS the
whselbarrow that did the HARM not me.