The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1867-03-16

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Candle, you sha'n't close your eyes
FOR a week-no, you sha'n't-unlesI
you tell me some OF it Come, there.
a good creature; there's a love. I'm
sure, Caudle, I wouldn't refuse Won
Anything-and you know ii, or ought
TO know II by this time. 1 only wish ]
had secret! To whom should think
OF feon1ding 1t, but to my dear husband!
1 should be miserable TO keep il to my
4 self, and you know If. Now, CaudIe :
Wss there ever such man? A man,
indeed! a brGteIyes, Mr.. Caudle'
an uufeeling, brutal creature, when
you might obligs me; and you WON'T.
I'm sure don't object TO your being a
mason; not at all, Mr.. Caudle; I dare
say it's very good thing; dare saw il
I iis-it's only your making a secret OF If
that ysKes me. But You'll tell me
you'l II tell your own Margaret !? You
| won't! You're wretch, Mr. Caudle.
But know why; oh, yes, can tell.
| The fact Is, you're ashamed to let me
know what fool they've been making
OF you. That's it. You, at your time
of hfe-the father of a family! I should
be ashamed of myself, CaudIe.
And 1 suppose you'u be going 10
what you call your Lodge every night,
nov Lodge, indeedI Pretty place it
women. Nice gOings on, dare saw.
Then You call one another brethren.
Brethren! I'm sure you'd relations
enough; you didn't want any more.
'But know what all this masonry's
about It's only an excuse to get away
from yourwiyes and families, that You
/ may feast and drink together; that's
( all That's the secret. And to abuse
/ Women-ss If they were inferior ami
mails, and not To be trusted That's the
secret; and nothing else.
Now, Caudle, don't let Us quarrel.
: w W TEEa
| Caudle, my love- Caudle! Dearest, 1
N recollect nothing more saws
] Caudie, for had eaten a hearty sup
! per, and somehow became oblivious."
Mr. cAUDLE HAS BEEN TO GREESwIoH
FAIR.
$50, Mr.. CaudIe: L hope you enioyed
( yourself at Greenwich. Hotr do I E5iotc
you'ue been 10 GTeent0icHf 1 know II
l very well, sir; know all about il; know
more thahcSou think know. 1 thought
/ there was something in the wind Yes
was sure of il, when you went out OF
the house to-day. L knew it by the
looks of you, though I didn't say any
thing. Upon my word! And You call
yourself respectable man; and the
father of family going to fair among
al sorts oil PeOple-at your time of life.
I Yes; and never think of taking YOUR
/ wife with you Oh, no! You can go
and enjoy yourself out, with I don't
know who; go out, and make yourself
very pleasant, I dare say. Don't tell
me- hear what nice companion Mr..
Cauole Is: what good tempered per-
son. Ha. only wish people could see
! You at home, that's all. But so il is
with men. They can keep all their
good temper for Out-of-doors-their
wives never see any of it. Oh, dear!
D W=aa a y Il
woman.
"Sow, Caudle, Tn not in an i'll tenn
/ per; not at all 1 know used to be
! fool when we were first married. 1
used to worry and fret myself to death
when you went out; but I've got over
that would not put myself out of the
way row for the best man that ever
trod. For what thanks does poor
woman get? None at all. No, it's
those who don't care for their families,
who are the best thought of. 1 only
wish 1 could bring myself not to care
for mine.
'tsAnd why couldn't you saw. like a
man, you were going to Greenwich
Fair when you went out? It's no use
your saying that, Mr.. Caudle; don't tell
me that you didn't think of going;
you'd made your mind up to it. and
you know it. Pretty games you've
had, no doubt! I should like to have
been behind you, that's all. A man at
your time of life!
And /. of course, 1 never want to go
out. oh, mol I may stay at home
with the cat. You couldn't think of
taking your wife and children, like any
other decent man to a Fair. oh no.
you never care to be seen with US. TIM
sure. many people don't know your
married at all; how can they? Your
wife's never seen with YOU. Oh no:
anybody but those belonging to you!
Greenwich Fair, indeed Yes-and
OF course you went up and down the
hill, running and racing with nobody
knows who. Don't tell me; know
what you are when you're out. You
don't suppose, Mr.. CaudIe, I've forgot
ten that pink bonnet do you? No;
won't hold my tongue, and I'm not a
foolish woman. It's no matter, sir, If
the pink bonnet was fifty years ago
it's all the same for that. No: and If l
live for tifty years to come, never will
leave off talking of it. You ought to
be ashamed of yourself, Mr.. Caudle.
Ha! few wives would have been what
I've been to you. / only wish my time
was TO come over again, that's all
wouldn't be the fool have been.
Going to fart and I suppose YOU
bad your fortune told by the gipsies
You needn't have wasted your money.
I'm sure can tell you your fortune if
you go on as you do. Yes, the iail will
be your fortune, Mr.. CaudIe. And il
would be no matter-none at aIl-if
your wife and children didn't suffer
with you
And then you must go riding upon
donkeys. You didn't 90 riding upon
doHEEyss Yes; its very well for YOU to
say so; but l dare say you did. tell
you, Caudle, 1 know what Your are
when you're out. 1 won't trust any of
you-you, especially, Caudle.
Then Won muzf in
the 1air, and have the girls scratching
your coat with rattIesi You COULDN'T
help u, II they did scratch y0tEr coat
Don't tell mei people don't scratch coats
unless they're encouraged to do it, and
you must go in a swing, too. You
didn't go Ia q s1ciIl9! Well, II YOU
didn't It was no fault of yours; Won
wished to go, I've no doubt.
And then you must go into the
shows? There-yOu don't deny that.
You did go into a show. WhGt of It
Ar. CftsdteS a good deal of it, sir.
Nice crowding and squeezing in those
shows know. Pretty places! And
you married man and the father of a
family No.. I WON'T hold my tongue.
It's very we'll for you to threaten TO get
UP. You're TO go to the Greenwich Fair,
and race up and down the hill, and
play at kiss in the ring. PahI it's dis
gushing, Mr.. Caudle. oh, dare saw
You did play at it; and if YOU didn't
you'd have liked, and that's just as
bad and you can go into swings and
shows, and roundaboutS. III was you,
/ should hide my head under the
clothes, and be ashamed of myself
And what is most selish-most
mean of you, Caudle-you can go and
enjoy yourself, and never as much as
bring home for the poor children a
gingerbread nut. Don't tell me that
your pocket was picked OF a pound of
nuts! Nice company you must have
been in TO have your pocket picked.
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