The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1890-12-10
AN INJURED WIFE.
Mrs. Amanda Scsu;iz Delivers Curtain
Lecture.
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"patience ! hear his step. He IS
coming up the stoop. Now heis fum-
bling around with the key hunting for
the keyhole. a nice state oiintoXica
ton he is III most probably. l wish [
had never been born; but I will no
open my mouth. Not one syllable
shall he h /. I Wi! treat him with
silent contempt.
Yes, just IS l expected. lie has
laid himse' down On the bed without
even saying good evening. We'll, I
have never been insultcd as badly as
that in my lie. And what smell OF
tobacco, miserable woman that l am.
What's that: You ask What [ an 60
ing on so about? And l WAS once
fool enough to believe that you loved
me. You fooled me, poor, innocent.
deluded creature that l was, bat YOU
never deceived my dear, good mother.
She always warned me against You.
'>She sized you up at the start. She
always said YOU were no good. What?
You Say you are sorry that my moth
er did not have more influence over
me. That is a nice thing to say to
your wife, and the mother of your
children, but what DO YOU care abont
my feelings as long as You can so to
your club-room and beer saloons with
your chum and boon companion,
?iependeckel? He is nice man for
a respectable married man to associ-
ate with, squandering money on him
as if you owned bank and had no
responsibilities whatever.
"You say you only loaned him two
dollars? That makes it all the worse.
He who is not saving in small things
will be wasteful in larger affairs, but
I don't believe a word YOU say. Ii you
say two dollars it must have been
twenty at least. If it hadn't been for
the little bit of money I got from my
mother when I married You we would
all be in the poor-house now How l
feel for the poor children. The mon
ey that you squander on Piependeck-
ell would have bought them decent
clothes, but now they will be bounded
out of school, and have the finger of
scorn pointed at them by children
whose fathers do not lavish their mon
ey on Piependeckel. Poor children,
l feel so sorry for them, but it is not
my fault that their father wastes his
substance on vagabonGs like Plepen-
deckel Yes, I say it again, Piepen-
deckel is a vagabond, and those Who
associate with him are no better. o,
yes, Piependeckel can get all the mon,
ey he wants, but your poor, devoted
wife can 60 around with holes IN her
wornout shoes, while Piependeckel
lines his stomach with tempting viands
at my expense. I will so to my
mother.
"What? You advise HE not to so
until it stops raining, as | might get!
my feet wet in my old shoes. Well: |
like that. That corresponds with wha:
my mother told me [ had to expect
from you when I married you You
don't want me to get sick, because
then you would have to pay the doc
tor the money that goes to Pspen-
deckel.
'Just keep on finging Yourself
around. Just swear and 60 OF. You
will not near a word OF reproach from
me; but you must not suppose / don t
know why you so to the beer saloon.
I've heard about the bar-maid. | know
everything.
"You say I must know lot. O., yes,
you want to change the conversation.
You don't care to talk about the bar
maid. You prefer to talk to her.
What's that? You say You cant fire
her out into the street when you go
to the saloon. That's some more i'm
pudence; but I'll have you know,
Charles Augustus, that you can't bull
doze me, bar-mail or ID bar-maid. As
the poet Schiller wrote, am no slave
even if I do wear Chains. What? You
say that Schiller also wrote that
some women were hyenas. So you
compare me with a snake. What's
that? Yoa say that III thinking Of
a hydra. Worse and worse. sup
pose that young lady who brings yea
your beer at the s.,locn is no hydra
She does not try to reform you by
kindness and gentle words, as do.
She does not darn your stockings, but
then she is no hyena; but don't you
datter yourself I care, for I don't.
"Well, ] declare. Just as I wi,s 60
ing to get il word edgeways he be-
gins to snore. Well, I'll wait until to-
morrow, then be will have to hear
what I've got to say. Now l am a
hyena-awhile ago I was his turtle
dove. Just wait until tomorrow"
ALEX i. SWEET