The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1880-09-29
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THE NAN WHO WILL SAVE ms LIFE on
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/" Now is the time, said Smith, as he laid
aside his paper, q for every mai, to do his lu-
ty and Hancock win be the next President,
just as sure as fate. The political horizon is
bright-wonderfully brightL-and all bodies
well for the success of the party
suppose you are going into politics
again" said his wife, wheeling around and
facing him, while her eye glittered and flash
ed like police lantern rsc
Well ahem not exactly, my dear. You
see, my friends think of running me forthe
president of tho Fifth Ward Club, although
am not seeking notoriety.''
g Look here, John Smith, ain't you tired
Of making a fool out Of yourselfp Don't you
know that you never win get any Office, and
that you get beat every time You run, and
come home drunk every night for three
weeks afterwards What do you want to get
into politics again for, I'd like to know 20
Now, Maria, wait and let me explain this
thing. You see If I'm elected as president of
the Fifth Ward Club III" 'a M
"Club, Ell So you've got into the club,
have you ? Do you think I'm a fool John
Smith Do you think I'm going to put up
with any more of your nonsense and be har-
messed like I was during the Tilaen cam
paign? You want to be in the club. You
want to be president do you Oh yes, you'd
make nice looking president, You'd add a
heap of dignity to the club, wouldn't you ? a
tN< ese taU s,.,x ,,.,,.. ~. ri
you can't trample on my rights ais wife,
You can't go ont to the club like you did the
last campaign aud come home with whole
armful of cod fish to try and make me believe
that you cared for your family when all the
time you were so drunk you couldn't wink. -
You can't come home and fall down the porch
steps and skin your nose, and have me scaId
you for tramp like you did the last time,
and then go down town the next day aud tell
the people that no one loved you at home. l
have stood about all am going to stand, and
you've got to keep away from clubs. You've
just got to do 1t, that's all, and she snatched
her back hair down and wound it up again,
cycling him all the time with glance which
proved that she was in earnest, dreadfully So
Maria. you always fly of at the HANDLE"
said Smith timidly. You don't know the
prospect / have before me, IL I'm elected
president OF the Fifth Ward Democratic Club.
I'll be apopular man. I'm liable to be an
Alderman, and then you'll be able to hold
your head as high as anyone, and he tried to
smile lovingly at his wife. bat the effort was
painful failure, no man could have done the
same thing, and face the look OF mingled
rage and contempt which be received q You
viii be an influential woman, then, Maria,''
he continued uneasily.
Shut up. John Smith you can't wheedles
me. The idea of you being an Alderman,
you lazy, insignificant" -7o
/" Now, Maria, you can't scare me, even If
am your husband. | was cut out for polit-
ical man, and I'm going to be one, and you
can't browbeat me out OF It either. want
you to understand, Maria Smith," and he
struck an oratorical attitude, {" that my old
grandfather was respected citizen and
hard-headed old Wing, who couldn't be bluff.
ed or moved by anybody want you to know
that am public spirited citizen of the Fifth
Ward, au old lihe Jefiersonian Democrat, a
man who has voted the straight ticket twen-
ty-three long years, aud Ill just be dashed
if | don't help elect Hancock even If II Is the
last act of my unfortunate career. We want
man to save this great and glorious country
from being teetotally ruined-one who will
protect the honor of its fag-and knock
spots out of the dirty, orange colored Span
sands hn attanlr <rr ti,o hfo1, aaao
Hancock's the man we want. He's the one
by whose side I'll bravely buffet the bloody
pillows OF battle. You bet your last red hair
comb will"
She turned pale with rage, and then, laugh
ing low, scornful laugh said
"Oh, yes, you'd leave home to fight, would
you Why, of course you would. You'd
charge into the thickest OF the fight, provid-
iug some one pulled you there with horse
Yes, you'll leave at the first bugle note. Ev-
cry one knows that brave warrior Is never
satisfied at home, no one can tame his spirit"
g You may scoff,' yelled Smith, pacing
around the room in perfect frenzy, you
may sheer, but you Il see what III do some Of
these days. Do you reckon I'd care ten cents
to stay at home ? Do you call this house a
home when 1t Is but an academy of rows and
misery Do you think I'm afraid to meet
death at the hands Of a brave enemy, aud for
ever be at rest No;Id rather spill my pa
triotic gore upon thousand shot rent battle
fields, than TO say here and be snarled at,
growled at and abused by a woman who has a
tongue as long as the under Jaw ola mule"
For once in his life, Smith succeeded in
getting the upper hand OF his wife, and As she
burst into food of tears he took his hat,
kicked the front gate off the hinges. and
strobe down town with the air Of Q man who
was resolute and brave Houston Post.
Style A few days ago old Uncle Nose was
seen coming down Galveston avenue dressed
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