West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1904-11-24

taSen. l am mad at him tor fail.
ing' and | am mad at him for pay
ing his creditors ami robbing his
family and am mad at him for
coming back here and beginning
life over" as he calls it-and /
mean he shall feel the full weight
OF saV displeasure. Because am
dlscontented with his conduct, he
will make that an excuse for ,behav-
ing'stiti worse-staying out nights
and spending what little money he
has, instead of giving it to his
family. He'll not break me down
by any such process. AS long as l
have tongue, l shall speak my
mind with ii. | shan't spare HIM
nor hiI fault. have not forgotten
that horse race yet, nor some of his
later proceedings. What's that
"You are afraid he's in trouble of
some kind" In liquor l guess
"Looked very strange when he
went ona Told you he was tired
of liv'sg, to be eterns!ly scolded ?"
And you allowed him TO speak SO of
Your own mother l suppose If
the girl amt actually bursting out
crying. What's the matter, Felicia9
"Afraid papa has killed himself 4"
What put that horrible idea into your
head Killed himself Fiddle
sticks he never had the courage
to kill mosquito. l should as
soon think of quiFrel committing
suicide as your father. Ha ha |
1t is ridiculous / wish you had
not spoke of it, was always ner-
vous, and it makes me feel chilly
and trembly though, of course,
the very idea is ridiculous. Light
that other burner, Cerintha; the
roo m seems dismal. never shall
get used to- these dark little parlors.
Good gracious : Who's that COM
ing up 'he steps They make
plenty Of noise. What il 1t should
be parcel ofpolice bringing Rasher
home drunk I just expecte &
some such disgrace. Is Bridget GO
ing to the door How they thump
on it Go, Felicia, and see what
it is; there's Bridget opening the
door. l couldn't stir out of this
chair 10 save my life Good heav
ems who was that 3creamed who
was i Cerintha what do you cling
to me so for what's the matter ?
what are those men doing ? what
are they saying "Found him IN
his private office at the warehouse
quite dead-stonc cold-had evil
IDENTIFY been hanging many hours
no hopes-commi ted suicide p"
Timothy Timothy Rash RI you
done it at last. (FaiHfs)
Did you say he left a letter for
me ? Can you read IT, TO nae, Fell
cia ? / shall never have the cour-
age in the world Hand me my
smelling salts, and read It, II you
feel able my chi Il.
My DEAR WIZ: J have come
10 the conclusion that, since my
business is suspended might as
well suspend myself ! am driven
TO this extremity by the assurance
that you will be glad TO get me out
OF the way I am not a suitable
proyider, and leave you free TO
find better one. ] did hope to
find in our old home some conso.
lation for the trials Of the past year;
shat you would reconcile Yourself
to circumstances, and be contented
If not happy. was glsd TO get
back to IT, ] should have felt at
home in the old place. 81 you had al.
lowed me 90 DO so. ! shant re-
proach you Marier, Cor what you
have said and done ict by cones be
by cones. ! shall never come again
20 be riling your temper tried.
faithfully and honestly, 10 save my
bacon, enuf At least to grease your
path Of life, 80 that you might 20
along smoothly; but I've failed. I
wanted TO begin where J left of.
you wouldn't let me. Other wives