The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1884-01-26
Ths daiIg 8nlletin.
SATURDAY, JAN. &c, 1884.
A WOMAN's LETTER.

| write these few lines To say
That hope you are well
As they leave me to-day;
There aint any news now
70 tell you about
Except that the mcasels have just broken
ont,
In the house right next to us,
You know that fat pudge
Mrs. Tomkins; she says she can't help 1t
But that is all fudge.
She's dirty and lazy
And dresses so flash:
She always is trying
TO make new mash,
Instead of attending
To household affairs;
She is constantly trying
To put on more airs.
| declare that hate
Such fat women as that
She's fat as pig,
And rs cross as u cat;
If her darned little youngsters
Should die on her hands,
| declare l wont pity her any, Good
lands!
You should see her crying Just now
She looks like the side of house or a
COW.
But really I'm sorry,
hate to see grief,
[ wish that the child
Could get some relief
I'd go in and help her,
But laws! you should see,
What fool of q bonnet
My husband bought me!
He paid twenty dollars
So you can soon tell,
That it amt worth the room
1t would take up in-well.
I'll teach him lesson
You see if don't
I'll not wear one that costs
Less than forty, wont.
I'll be sick, I'll do something
I'll-darned if do,
I'll do as please now,
will, wouldn't you?
That bonnet I'll give
TO the cook, and then see
If he thinks such a thing
Would become one like me.
declare I'm Disguised,
wish was dead,
To think that I've nothing
TO put on my head.
It's awful-now there
I've made big blot!
Dear Mary; I'm sorry
| almost forgot;
For John as you know
Is n good and kind man,
And think he does everything
For me he can,
But he don't understand
What troubles his wife,
He talks about business.
The whole of his life,
He says that the times now
Are really quite dull,
But hardly believe him
For his store seems quite fulfLs
Of all kinds of goods
And he takes lots of cash.
| think when he says this
He talks rather rash.
So I've made up my mind
That I'll have what / need
And his talk about dizziness
Of times I'll not heed.
Well very soon see
And I'll write you again.
l hardly believe when
l hear this from men.
Oh dear me the trouble
l have every day.
| declare I'm inclined
To just run right away
Those servants of mine,
They would drive you right mad:
It's horribly tiresome,
They're the worst that I've had:
They don't seem to know
What to do in the least,
And you know, can't tell them:
think I'll go east
TO spend the next summer,
won't try to keep house
For home seems to keep you
As still as mouse.
Wen give up the place
Pretty soon. | should hope,
When we live in hotels.
/ declare, | won't NOPE.
For you know that the balls
And the parties and men,
And other eXcitements
Bring youth back again.
| wish / was free
And knew what | know,
L don't think I'd marry again
Oh, dear Oh Oh
I'm sleepy, and now
III not write any more,
For John will be home
At about half-past four
We're going to a ball of his lodge
He's Knight.
/ declare, though, my dresses
Are all such fright
That don't care to go ;
Still there's none of the crowd
Can outdress me,
Though some are quite loud.
Well, I'll quit now
And write you again before long.
Your affectiOnate friend,
Maggie A. G. Squedong.
Oh +! / nearly forgot,
Doctor Slick said to-day
That my baby had measles
When he went away,
There L think have
Told you just about all,
So now must go,
And prepare for the ball
ARMEsE.
Salt Lake Herald, Dec. 10th, 1888.
Shakespeare wrote for all time,
and those words have annlication RI