Alpena argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1893-1909, 1893-02-01
XLpANN XRGUS
MISCELLANEOUS.
THE LAST BLOW.

Why hang i'll you women are always In pain
About something or other. oh ITS late "h
Late,
And you're tired and sick and it's so long to wait
Up for me all alone Why, what do you think
Can't a man, when inclined to- go out for drink
Without some soualling woman should sit up all
night
A-wasting her temper and wasting the lghtI
Come | get me some supper. what's that you say!
Neither you nor the children have eaten all dayF
Why, you squanderinG jadei dare you SIT there
and speak,
After spending the money 1 gave YOU last week!
Obi it warnt but five dollars, and part TOOK
back
Now look you here, woman, don't you give me no
slack;
There's devil within me that's ugly tonight
A nd might do a deed-Come, come, Its all right
II you'll only keep still, but you madden me so
With your winnings and tears that sometimes
don't know
How manage TO listen and keep my hands OIL
There, know IL, with crying you've started your
cough.
And now you'll be sick. Well, cry II you will'
It's nothing to me. Oh. there you are, stu
At the same old complaint,-'it wasn't SO once.
Dye think don't know it, Am such a Ounce
lnat bnOulQ IOTReLl OHs VI Souieo ~ w S'"-%Ni
1t is me, not my luck, that has dragged us to
shame,
And it all comes from drink Pooh! your very
best men,
When inclined to, have taken drink now and then
oh yes, but not too much Well, neither do 1;
But, hang it you know must drink when I'm
dry,
And, besides. 1t browns sorrow. What's that! Il
was kindl'
Well, 80 I'd be still If you'd only mind
To be quiet and decent and keep your tongue still.
don't want to quarrel. know that you're ill,
And the children hungry. But what can dol
Amt hungry myself as often as you
Or the children are eitherl Dye think that I'd
eat
And look at them starving! But where is the
Or the bread can get' Why it seems you must
think
can get them for nothing oh, but can get
drink
There, you're at 1t again. And what if cant
When man is discouraged and knows that he's
10 the end of his luck, would you have him refuse
drink if he gets it, Oh he mustn't abuse
Himself with his drinking. Dye think that dol
Don't do what 1 can for the children and you!
U'ye think I'm contented to live in this hole,
Or to dress in these rags' Dye think I've no soul
Ur no pride in me leftl feel bad as you do
When think of what como to the children and
you.
Why, 1t seems only yesterday you we're AS young,
Az light-hearted, and handsome, ss any among
rhe girls of this city and now you are old
And careworn and gray. Why, thought myself
bold
When first spoke Of love and marriage to you.
And how happy 1 was that hrst day when knew
That you loved me in turnl And oh! how 1 vowed
That I'D care for you, work for you, ever be proud
That I'd won you at last Why I'D give up my
life
70 see you again the sweet, happy young wife
You were in those days. Oh, but what's the usel
Those times won't come back. Temptation was
loose,
And it caught me- and held me, and dragged me
down low,
And amt a man now. I'm u drunkard, know;
BUT it's too late to change while they sell the ours
cd stuff
must have it, and will. have struggled enough;
But when every cornerplace has it for sale.
What's the use of my trying! It's only to fail.
I've tried I've resolved but my thirst never stops.
If you'd have me keep sober, why shut up the
shops
Oil you couldn't do that Well then, neither can
Il
But unless il is done must drink till die.
'Prayl' What good would that do! 1 tell you
Gods church
Isn't lin it. with Satan's. He's left in the lurch;
His churches arc few and they are closed on six
days,
And the parsons and priests are high-toned in their
ways.
But the DEVILS amt stylish: They're out for the
dust,
And they're open and plenty, and it's business or
bust
But I'm dry with this talking, must have drink.
Only one, Mary, one can't sleep wink
without taking nightcap. oh come! none of
that.
Don't think that you'll stop me by taking my hat.
Stand aside from the door! Get out of my way!
Don't try to prevent me,-dont do IL, 1 say
Oh, you will! Now look herel don't want
fuss,
You know was never quarrelsome cuss,
But drink must have, and have it will.
I've had the blues bad and must try to kill
The wn-hearted feeling I've had all the day.
Let me gol Let me go Get out of mo way
Or I'll strike you, I'll strike you. You will have
it, There
Take that, curse your SOUL / told you take care"
swell, I've had the drink, Mary, yes, two,-yes,
HIM vou,re living there vet Well what's that 20