The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-10-01
when A FELLOWS MARRIED.
VAN WHO CUT HIS WIFE'S FAIR
OFF MAKES HIS MOAN.
You',e Got TO Buy Chuck steak and Take
Sass From the Landlord and Prepare
Milk for tho Baby. and You Can't Go
out Nights-He's In jail: She's Hungry,

out Nights--He's In jail: She's Hungry.
Barley German, beardless young man
who did not get along well with his wife,
sat in his Cell in the Bayonne, N. j., prison
Yesterday and wept when messenger
brought to him the information that he
would he compelled to remain in Jail in
definitely. In a fit of rage German had
seized pair of shears and cut the hair
from one SIDE of his wife's head.
lieut. her hair of to keep her in the house, "
said German, Iand now she's keeping me
in Jail because | can't get a bondsman
to insure the payment of "a week for
her support. My advice to young men
is to never get married. would give up
half of the years of my life to be single
again, Why, oh, why did ever fall in
love with that girl? When young fellow
gets married he has got to work hard to
earn money to pay another PERSONS board.
That's the correct definition Of married
.ife
Il have read poetry In love stories and
it would make you think you are going
10 dance with an angel and have an angel
singing dreamy songs to you and live on
beautiful music and such as that, but that's
all dream. When you get married you
soon find out that the girl you marry don't
love you half as much as she tells you before
you tie up to her. You learn that instead
Of feeding you on angel cake she feeds you
on growls and demands for more money.
Instead of buying candy you've got to
buy chuck steak and shoes. Then the
landlord comes around for his rent and he
gives you sass and you must take it because
you're married. The baby gets a-crying
in the middle Of the night and you've got
to get out Of bed to mix the condensed
milk for the nursing bottle, and such as
hat. Oh, why is a fellow such damned
ass as to get married?
You've got to come home after your
lays work is done and you can 90 to a
theatre or meeting unless your wife kicks
up row and declares that she'll 70 out
100. at night. So thought the only way
10 stop them capers was to clip her hair.
don care for her now, but would like to
have the baby here. But We got to STAY
in jail. Oh. amt it awful to get married
And me so young!
IL you know Of any fellow who's engaged
tell him to cut it. Let him break the en-
gagement before the trouble gets him.
It's terrible, awful, horrible, insane thing
to marry at any stage Of the camel"
Young German. who is a cooper by trade,
said he would try to get divorce, but he
had no grounds for an action and conse-
quently had to remain In Jail.
On the second floor Of the tenement at
81! Avenue G, half mile from the Bayonne
City Hall, where her husband is confined
moaning the loss Of her hair. When a SUN
reporter called at her apartments yester-
day she had towel tied about her head.
My husband completely scalped me-
she said. He came into my sleeping
apartment just as dozed of and, sliding
pair Of shears near the back Of my neck,
he proceeded to cut of my hair close to
the scalp. had the most beautiful head
Of hair Of any girl or woman in the neigh |
borhood. When I learned what his In
tentions were ! tried to fight him away, |
but he held me down on the bed and clipped |
all OF my long. black, curly hair away from |
one side Of my head.
Il screamed for help and he let 90 his |
hold on me. When I got up and ran to q |
mirror to see what had happened he |
shouted: Now, II you go out at night, you'll |
have to take the dark side of the street |
and dodge the lampposts on the corners
And when glanced up and looked at my
self In the mirror and saw my beautiful !
hair gone from one side, said to him:
You brute, you can now cut OF the rest !
Of it, so that the mother OF your child will |
look like monkey instead OF chimpan-
zee.' Then he seized the shears again and
cut of the rest Of it, leaving me practically |
bald.
Now, as to the reason for all this, was |
told that he was paying attention to an |
other woman and decided to do detective |
work and track him to his lair. He dressed |
up in his best the other night and said The !
was going out to attend a political meeting. |
waited until he boarded car here at the |
door and then hurriedly dressed and went |
out after him. I had followed him several |
times and concluded that he was going TO |
meet young woman up at the corner of |
Fifty-frst street.
II boarded the next car and Just as l |
got of the car at the Fifty-flrst street cor
ner in Bayonne l saw him approach two
Young women and greet them pleasantly, |
at the same time placing his right arm
around the waist of one Of them. He re-.
marked that he had a couple OF dollars and
invited them into summer garden to have
a drink with him.
Then stepped forward and announced
myself. A scene followed, but / COM
PEELED my husband to leave the women
and return home with me. He swore that
Id never be able to follow him again unless
Id be such a freak that everybody would
quarrelled and I went to bed After that
he got the shears and clipped my hair,
declaring that he'd find way to keep me
in the house,
"Of course, you could not prevent it,
remarked the sewing machine agent, who |
had entered the house about this time. AS !
Pope once wrote:
steel could the work Of mortal pride confound,
And hew triumphal arches to the ground.
What wonder then. fair nymph thy hairs should feel
Well, it's no joking NATTER continued !
Mrs. German. Here l am, a girl only II |
years old, and had the most beautiful hair
Of any woman in Bayonne. And now it's |
gone. ! have my husband in Jail but what |
good fs that? I am left here without cent |
in my pocket and / haven't had anything |
in the house to eat for two days ] am an |
orphan and have no relatives living. am |
stranger in Bayonne and don't know what |
TO do. l can't go out Of the house to work. |
for am holy show with my hair gone.
Do you know what had to do yesterday
when ] went to court?"
No" said the reporter and the sewing
machine agent in chorus.
Well said Mrs. German, Il had TO bor-
row the woman upstair 8 hair Mrs, Goldle.
she's Jewish lady, and she had wig made
for herself about year ago. When she
found that had no hair to go to court in to
make complaint against my husband she
loaned me her hair. But she had to stay in
The house until l got back. She lives on
The top floor and had to sit there, for she
couldn't 60 out till came back with her