The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-03-26

then you'll know what's the matter. Now,
l've seen your name and don't deny it. Yes
the Eel-pie-Island Railway-and among the
Director Job Caudle, Esq, of the Turtle
Dovery, aud-no, | won't be quiet. 1t isn't
oiten-goodness knows that / speak, but
seeing what do, won't be silent. What do
Isee2 why, there Mr. Caudle, at the foot of
the bed / see all the blessed children in tat
ters--I see you i'm Jail, and the carpets hung
out at the windows.
"And now ! know why you talk in your
sleep about q broad and narrow gauge |
couldn't think what was on your mind, but
now it's out. Ha Mr.. Caudle there's some
thing about a broad and narrow way that |
wish you'd remember-but you're turned
quite q hcathen. yes, you think of nothing but
money now. Don't like money2 To be sure
/ do, but then | like it when I'm certain of it;
no risks for me. Yes, it's all very well to talk
about fortunes made in no time; they're like
shirts made i'm notime-it's ten to one if they
hang long together.
"And now its plain enough why you can't
eat, or drink, or sleep, or do anything. All
your minds allotted into railways; for you
sha' make me believe that Eel-Pie Islands
the only one. Oh, no ! l can see by the looks
of you. Why, in little time, if you haven't
as many lines in your face as there are lines
laid down. Every one Of your features seems
cut up-and all seem travelling from one
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a wrinkle yes, you'd cheek as smooth as
any china, and now your face is like the map
of England.
cat your time of life, too! You, who were
for always going small and sure You to
make heads and-tails Of your money in this
way It's that stockholders dog at Flam
Cottage-he's bitten you, Pm sure of it.
You're not fit to manage your own property
now; and should be only acting the part of a
good wife if we've TO call in the mad-doctors.
"Well, ! shall never know rest any more
now. There won't be a soul knock at the door
after this, that l sha'n't think it's the man
coming to take possession. Twill be some
thing for the Chalkpits to laugh at when
we're sold up. | think | see em here, bid
ding for all our little articles Of bigotry and
virtue, and-what are you laughing at
Ihey'S not bigoiry and Ciriue; ont JysHerte and
Ceriu? It's all the same: only you're never
so happy as when you're taking me up.
'lt can tell what's come to the world, I'm
a sinner Everybody S for turning their
farthings into double sovereigns and cheating
their neighbors of the balance, And you, too
you're beside yourself, Caudle-l'm sure of
it. Pve watched you when you thought me
fast asleep. And then you've lain, and whis-
pered and whispered. and then huggel your
SELF and laughed at the bed-pOsts as if you'd
seen 'em turned TO sovereign gold. do be-
lieve that you sometimes think the patchwork
quilt is made of thousand-pound bank notes.
"Well, when we're brought to the Union,
then you'll find out your mistake. But it
will be a poor satisfaction for me every night
to tell you fit. What, Mr.. Caudlei 1hcy
1oOn't let me tell yOu Of IL? And You call that
some comfortP And after the wife I've been
to you But now | recolect. think I've
heard you praise the Union before; though,
like fond fool as lve always been, never
once suspected the reason oft.
Aud Of laxv n,,l ,fs,I,N
never be at home No, you'll live and sleep
at Eel-Pie Island / shall be left alone with
nothing but my thoughts, thinking when
the broker will come, and you'll be with your
brother directors. | may toll to save six
pences, and you'll be throwing away hun
dreds. And then the expensive tastes you've
got Nothing good enough for you, now.
Pm sure you sometimes think yourself King
Solomon. But that comes of making money
if, indeed, you have made any-without earn
ing it. No, don't talk NONSENSE people can
make money without earning it. And when
they do, why, it's like taking a lot of spirits
at one draught; it gets into their head, and
they don't know what they're about. And
you re in that state now, Mr.. Caudle Pm sure
of it, by the way of you. There's tipsiness
of the pocket as well of the stomach; and
you're in that condition at this very moment.
''Not that should so much mind-that is,
if you hare made money-f you'd stop at the
Eel-Pie line. But | know what these things
are: they're like treaCle to flies; when men are
well in 'em, they can't get out of 'em; or if
they do, it's often without a feather TO fly
with. No; if you've really made money by
the IIel-Pie line, and will give it to me to take
care of for the dear children, why perhaps,
love, I'll say no more of the matter. What
Nonsense? Yes, o! course; | never ask you
for money, but that's the word.
"And now, catch you stopping at the Eel
Pie line Oh no; ] know your aggravating
spirit. In a day or two | shall see another
fine flourish in the paper, with a proposal
for branch from Eel-Pie Island to the Chel-
sea Bun-house. Give you a mile of rail, and
i know you men-yOull take a hundred.
''Wen, if it didn't make me quiyer to read
that stuff in the paper-and you're name to
it But | suppose it was Mr. Prettymans
work, for his precious names among 'em.
How you tell the people that eel-pies are
now become an essential element of civiliZa-
toni learnt all the words by heart, that
might say 'em to you; that the Eastern popu-
latOn OF London are cut Off from the bless
ings of such necessary; and that by means
of the projected line eel-pies will be brought
home to the business and bOsOms of RatcliG-
highway and the adjacent dependencies y
Well, when you men-lOrds of the creation,
as you call yourselves-do get together to
make up company, or any thingof the sort, is
! there any story-bOoll can come up to you And
| so you look solemnly in one another's faces,
and, never so much as moving the corners of
| your mouths, pick one another's pockets
| No, Pm not using hard words, Mr.. Caudle-
but only the words that's proper.
"And this | must say-whatever you've got,
Pm none the better for it. You never give
| me any of yOur Eel-Pie shares What do Won