Natchitoches spectator. [volume] (Natchitoches, La.) 1867-18??, 1868-01-09
Curtain Lectuf es--ssy Mrs. Slick.
REPORTED BY HER HUSBAND.

\ 2i9si REPORTED BY HEX HUSBAND. Z,
| Mr.. Slick attends a Club-meetipg -
sWell, Mr.. Slick if you are so drunk
that you can e tell the difference between
a ten penny nail and d cigar, you had
better go to bed. Yes, there it is again.
| Perhaps you know better than do,
that matches won't light IRON 'Taint a
nail? Well, keep ON wasting matches,
land then complain of being poor Grind
your poor wife and three Innocent little
ones down to degrading poverty. what
! is match2' Yes; what's a drink? No
thing, only25 cents, and four of them
make dollar. 991 ,h(hFkH Il
z ST. for my part. can't see what amuse-
ment there can be in the club-room that
men will leave their homes, wives and
blessed little ones, until IL O'Clock, to
amnse themselves as best they may.
Weighty questions to diScuss9 Yes, no
tdonbt they are weighty,, for they seem
to weigh very heavy upon you; so much
I so that they stagger you; and I suppose
what makes your tongue so thick is you
have talked until it is swollen. Y GU
wish mine would swelf9 Yes there is
no doubt of that. You dislike to have
your faults spoken of, but If there is any
company in the house, you delight to
burlesque my conduct, and throw out
the impression that you are the most
abused man in the world Everything
is so different now from what it was
when we were first married Then on
were. all attentionAconstantly by my
side. fsIt'sniall my faultl fil'Yes,1 that's
what you always say. 9gAlways jawingl
Yesa if any one speaks of your fanlts,
and wants to advise for your own good,
they are always jawing. You, think
such scenes are sdisgraceful? q Yess
think 80, too Suppose Toodles' folks
had seen you when you staggered up
the steps and fell against the door; what
would they have fsaid?' You don't care
lit was an accident? No.. you haven't
tany shame for yourself nor for, me; but L
should think you would dislike to lave
lie thrown in your children's, faces, that
their father was drunk every week
Mistake, indeed; yes, rather say 1t was
q drunken miscalculation. Plead some-
thing in exclamation ofyour faults. Co
ing to bed IN disgust. indeed! should
think itwas time any honest person was
there, for, Ii yoti can see that far, it Is L
O'Clock; and as for being disgusted; it's
enough to disgust a saint of q woman >"
Mr.. Slick retires, and unfortunately
upsets two chairs, and runs against the
cradle, which awakens the last edition OF
the Slick family. Mr.. Slick RECEIVERS his
equilibrium, and COMMENCES singing: 81
/ t.'sConle, LANDLORD MI the flowing bowl, sTiE
Until it doth run over; ., .,.,t,, =
For this night wen merry, merry be, "a
p Tomorrow wen get sober" D.
Murder. what bedlam! a lunatic
asylum would be Heaven to this place.
Now that you have woke. up Che baby
and made night hideous, Ihope you viii
| go to bed and sleep off your drunken fit.
Amt (hic) drunk. oh, no you are per.
fectly sober. Got bad turn of hiccups,
that's all; There, there, hush, papa is a
brute. A brute! Yes, You are a gentle
man! a delightful husband you are!
You try to make home pleasant, and
your company is very agreeable a,
Mr.. Slick still sings, and attempts a
jig, 2 Ia negro minstrel, and then turns
into bed. !, 9ts.., .,,s,,,,,,s a.. l,,,.,,,,,r
Here Mr., Slick fell asleep and drea M
ed that his wife was turned into thun.
dergust, of which he could hear the
distant rumbling of its pept-up fire.
THE Man WTrnoUTl An ENE1ss1IY.-
Heaven help the man who inagines he
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