The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1867-04-11
rHE CAUDLE lCURTAIN IEcTUKEs,
MRS. CaudIc Complains very bitterly
that Mr.. CaudIe has ssBroken her
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YOU anything again. Now, don't want
10 have any noise; don't wish you to
put yourself in passion. All 1 say is
this: never again do open my lips TO
you about anybody. No; If man and
wife cannot be one, why there's an end
of everything. oh. you know very
well what 1 mean, Mr.. Caudle; you've
broken my confidence in the most
shameful and most heartless way, and
1 repeat it'll can never be again to you
as have been. No: the little charm
at wasn't much-that remained about
married life Is gone forever. Yes; the
blooms quite wiped off the plum now.
"Don't be such a hypocrite, Caudle;
don't ask me what mean! Mrs. Bad
gerly has been here-more like fiend,
Pm sure, than a quiet woman. l
haven't done trembling yet! You know
the state finy nerves, too; you know
yes, sir, I had nerves when you mar
ried ime: and haven't just found 'em
out. Well, you've something to answer
for, think. The Badgerlys are going
to separate; she takes the girls, and he
the boys, and all through you. How
can you lay your head upon that pillow
and think of going to sleep, can't
tell. What hare you done? Well, you
have face to ask that question: Done?
You've broken my confidence, Mr..
Caudle: you've taken advantage of my
tenderness, my trust in you as II wife
the more fool l for my. pains land
you've separated a happy couple for
ever. No; pm not talking in the clouds;
I'm talking in your bed, the more my
misfortune. -..t.a- ..l...l..
snow, Caudle-yes, shall sit up in
sleep till Ihave this properly ex plained,
for Mrs. Badgerly sha'n'L lay her sep
aration at my door. You won't deny
that you were at the club last night !?
No, b; as you are, Caudle,-and
though you're my husband, l can't
think you're good man; 1 try to do,
but Tcan't-bad as you are, you can't
You don't deny it? That's what 1 say
you can't. And now, answer me
this question. What did you say be-
fore Ihe whole world--of Mr.. Badger
ly's whiskers? There's nothing to
laugh at, Caudle; if you'd have seen
that poor woman, today, you'd have Il
say of his whiskersP Didn't you tell
everybody he dyed 'em? Didn't you
hold the candle up to 'em, as you said,
to show the purple? To be sure yolt
did Hal people who break jokes never
care about breaking hearts. Bad
gerly went home like u demon; called
never enter Il bed again with her, and &c
show that he was in earnest, slepf all
night upon the sofa. He said it wis the
dearest secret of his life; said she had
told me, and that 1 had told you; and
that's how it had come out. What do
you sny2 Bnd0cTiy IraS right? I did
tell yOM? know did: but when dear
Mrs. Badgerly mentioned the matter to
me aud Il lew friends, as we were all
laughing at tea together, quite in
confidential way-she just.spoke of her
husbands whiskers, and how long he
was over them every morning-of
course, poor soul she never thought 1t
was to be talked of in the world again.
En-? Then I had no right 10 tell you of
HF And that's the way I'm thanked
for my confidence. Because L don't
keep u secret from you, but show you,
l may say, my naked soul, Caudle,
that's how I'm rewarded. Poor Mrs.
Badgerly-ioral all her has d words-after
she went away, Pm quite sure my
heart bled for her: What do you say,
Mr.. CuudIe? Serves h~r Tight-Shc
should hold her tonguef , Yes; that's
like your tyranny-you'd never let u
poor woman speak. Eh, what, what,
Mr.. Caudle?
"That's very fine speech, dare say;
and wives are very much Obliged to
you, only there's not u bit of truth in
1t. No, we women don't get together,
and pick our husbands, to pieces, just
as sometimes mischevious little girls
rip up their dolls. That's an old senti-
ment of yours, MIR. Caudle: but I'm
sure you've no occasion to say it of me.
1 hear Il good deal of other peoples
husbands, certainly; L can't shut my
ears; wish l could; but | never say
ANYTHING about you-and might, and
you know it-and there's somebody else
knows it too. No: sit still and say
nothing; what l. have in my own bosom
about you, Caul,e, will be buried with
me. But know what you think of
wives. heard you talking to Mr..
Prettyman, when you little thought 1
was listening, and you didn't know
much what you were saying-I heard
you. My dear Prettyman,' says you,
when some women get talking, they
club all their husbands faults together,
just as children club their cakes and
apples to make common feast for the
whole set.' Eh? You don't remember
brandy was left when Prettyman went.
'Twould be odd If you could remember
much about it after that.
"And now you've gone and separated
man and wife, and I'm to be blamed
for it. You've proved to me that hence
forth I'm not to trust you with any
thing, Mr.. Caudle. No; I'll lock up
for now find nobody, not even ones
own husband, is TO be relied upon.
From this moment, 1 may look upon
myself as a solitary woman. Now, it's
no use your trying togo to sleep. What
do you say? You knoU thdtS Very.
we'll. Now, want TO ask you one
question more. Eth? You wGnt TO ask
afraid to be catechised. never dropped
Il syllable that as wife ought TO have
kept to myself-no, I'm not at all for
getting what I've said-and whatever
you've got to ask me speak at once.
No-1 don't want you to spare me; all
want you to do is to speak. You tOlL
speak, Well then. do.
"What2 Who told people you'd a fdt Use
front to0thF And is tnatall? Well, I'm
sure-as If the world couldn't see 1t. l
know did just mention it once, but
then thought everybody knew it-be-
sides, L was aggravated to do 1t; yes,
aggravated. l remember it was that
very day, at Mrs. Badgerly's, when
husbands whiskers came up. Well,
after we'd done with them. some-
body said something about teeth.
Whereupon Miss Prettymau-a
mink! she was born to destroy the
peace of families-I know she was; she
was there; and If I'd only known that
such n creature was-no, I'm not ram
bling, not at all, and Pm coming TO the
tooth. To be sure, this is great deal
you've got against me-isn't It? Well,
Somebody spoke about teeth, when
Miss Prettyman, with one of her insult
ing leers, said. she thought Mr.. Caudle
had the whitest teeth she ever had be-
held.' Of'Course, my blood was up
every wife's would be; and I believe
might have said, Yes, they were well
enough; butwhen young lady so very
much praised married mans teeth,
she perhaps didn't know that one OF the
front ones was an elephants. Like her