The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1885-07-23
BELFAST, MAINE, THURSDAY, JULY %, 1885,

| sat on the table and saw the old grand
father lying dead and Jack drunk on the
| floor at the foot of the bed. Didn't |
loathe myself? l tried to topple off, but
| couldn't manage it. If ever bottle did
desire to smash itself, did. But it was
no use. Happy bottles, beautiful cut
| glass cologne bottles, innocent water bot
| ties have been broken when they most
| desired to last no doubt but /, who had
become IA dwelling place for devils, |
| lasted.
'"They carried the old grandfather
away, and his Door daughter got black
! dress somehow. One night Jack went
sneaking out of the house with a bundle
under one arm and me under the other
| The bundle was his wife's mourning dress
| for her father lie took it to pawn
| shop and pawned it for enough to fill me
twice The poor little woman never had
decent dress again.
"Shc was in rags. She was hungry.
| I've seen Jack clutch her hand and
wrench the money she'd earned for her
children's bread from it had to aid
| and abet him, and hear her say things
about me that We're very natural, seeing
she did not know how hated the devils
that lived in me, but that were hard to
bear. But he fell down stairs with me in
his pocket, and broke his head, and didn't
break me. He hit me against things to
| their injury, not mine. must have a
guardian devil, lasted 50.
"Dne day--it Was such a bitter day, ice
| and snow and sleet everywhere just five
years from the Christmas I'd been made
IA present to Jack, he stood, ragged and
| dirty, at a bar-room stove, with me in his
/ pocket-my neck sticking out. Up came
the proprietor.
"'Now, Jack Barker he says, 'why
don't You 60 home y
"lle was ashamed to have him there,
YOU see, a ragged creature with his toes
out, and a black eye and q broken nose
He used to be called Handsome Jack
Barker before he took to filling NE.
Think Of that
"Now he looked up with miserable
abiect whine.
$500 home with an empty bottle on a
Christmas Eve 2 says he. You didn't
use to say go home when came here
with full pockets, Mr.. Jones'
"'Nell, no, | didn't, said the man
and it would have been better if | had.
III Till your bottle for you, Jack Barker
'lle filled it-goodness knows with what
and the poor wretch staggered home.
Oh, the Wretched celIar-the miserable
straw bed III the corner the wife lying
sick upon it remember them so we'll.
"She was very sick, and there was u
little baby beside her. Just think of an
other baby there.
Happy Christmas = said he, as he
staggered IN. ''Flappy Christmas, Old
girl"
".Iappy " said she. oh, this dread
tul day That bottle came to us first on
Christmas
at takes so little to put drunken man
in rage. He answered her with an oath.
'Anybody would think was drunk
to hear YOU talk, said he.
"And the poor woman answered:
oh, good Heaven. are you ever
sober? Oh, Jack Jack !.
And then he flew at her. He took me
by the neck, and beat her over the head
" it'll me. The cork fell out and the liquor
poured over breast, and over the face of
the little baby lying upon it. 1t Itmingled
with her blood.
N ~ 9i'o SUI o'llio', ile,l sue l'S
stlIt' hef lace grew "filte. knew |
was u mufdefer'
"Oh, let me break T. | cried. ''Let me
be broken into tragments' y
But her fair flesh was mashed to pulp,
her delicate bones broken, and was
sound as ever, when Jack, led 10y Heaven
knows what mad fancy, left his victim
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master t<.,'1
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