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Are Not Authors Generally Freemasons ?
Some men would do anything . What ? You ' ve a bit of a head-ache ? I hope you have—and a good bit , too . You ' ve been to the right place for it . No—I won ' t hold my tongue . It ' s all very well for you men to go to taverns—and talk—and toast—and hurra—and—I wonder you ' re not all ashamed of yourselves to drink the queen ' s health with all the honours , I believe , you call it—yes , pretty honours you pay to the sex—I sayI wonder ' re not ashamed to drink that blessed creature ' s
, you health , when you ' ve only to think how you use your own wives at home . But the hypocrites that the men are—oh ! " Where ' s your watch ? Haven ' t I told you ? It ' s under your pillow —there , you needn ' t be feeling for it . I tell you it ' s under your pillow . It ' s all right ? Yes ; a great deal you know of what ' s right just now . Ha ! was there ever any poor soul used as I am ! I ' m a dear creature ? Pah ! Mr . Caudle ! I ' ve only to say , I ' m tired of your conduct—quite
tired , and don ' t care how soon there ' s an end of it . " Why did I take your cheque-book ? I ' ve told you—to save you from ruin , Mr . Caudle . You ' re not going to be ruined ? Ha ! you don ' t know anything when you ' re out ' ! 1 know what they do at those public dinners—charities , they call ' em ; pretty charities ! True Charity , I believe , always dines at home . I know what they do : the whole system ' s a trick . No : I ' m not a stony-hearted creature : and you ought
to be ashamed to say so of your wife and the mother of your children , — but , you ' 11 not make me cry to night , I can tell you—1 was going to say that—oh ! you ' re such an aggravating man I don ' t know what I was going to say !
" Thank heaven ? What for ? I don ' t see that there ' s anything to thank heaven about ! I was going to say , I know the trick of public dinners . They get a lord , or a duke , if they can catch him—anything to make people say they ' ve dined with nobility , that ' s it—yes , they get one of these people with a star perhaps on his coat , to take the chairand to talk all sorts of sugar-plum things about charity—and to make foolish men , with wine in ' em , feel that they ' ve no end of money ; and
then-shutting their eyes to their wives and families at home —all the while that their own faces are red and flushed like poppies , and they think to-morrow will never come—then they get ' em to put their hand to paper . Then they make ' em pull out their cheques . But I took your book , Mr . Caudle—you couldn ' t do it a second time . What are you laughing at ? Nothing ? It ' s no matter ; I shall see it in the paper to-morrow ; for if you gave anything , you were too proud to hide it . I
know your charity . " Where ' s your watch ? Haven ' t I told you fifty times where it is ? In the pocket—over your head—of course . Can ' t you hear it tick ? No : you can hear nothing to-ni ght . " And now , Mr . Caudle , I should like to know whose hat it is you ' ve brought home ? You went out with a beaver worth three-and-twenty shillings- —the second time you ' ve worn it—and bring home a thing
you that no Jew in his senses would give me fivepence for . I couldn ' t even get a pot of primroses—and you know I always turn your old hats into roots—not a pot of primroses for it . I ' m certain of it now , —I ' ve often thought it—but now I ' m sure that some people dine out only to change their hats .
" Where s your watch ? Caudle , you ' re bringing me to an early grave ! " We hope that Caudle was penitent for his conduct ; indeed , there is , we think , evidence that he was so ; for to this lecture he has appended no comment . The man had not the face to do it . VOL . VII .
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Are Not Authors Generally Freemasons ?
Some men would do anything . What ? You ' ve a bit of a head-ache ? I hope you have—and a good bit , too . You ' ve been to the right place for it . No—I won ' t hold my tongue . It ' s all very well for you men to go to taverns—and talk—and toast—and hurra—and—I wonder you ' re not all ashamed of yourselves to drink the queen ' s health with all the honours , I believe , you call it—yes , pretty honours you pay to the sex—I sayI wonder ' re not ashamed to drink that blessed creature ' s
, you health , when you ' ve only to think how you use your own wives at home . But the hypocrites that the men are—oh ! " Where ' s your watch ? Haven ' t I told you ? It ' s under your pillow —there , you needn ' t be feeling for it . I tell you it ' s under your pillow . It ' s all right ? Yes ; a great deal you know of what ' s right just now . Ha ! was there ever any poor soul used as I am ! I ' m a dear creature ? Pah ! Mr . Caudle ! I ' ve only to say , I ' m tired of your conduct—quite
tired , and don ' t care how soon there ' s an end of it . " Why did I take your cheque-book ? I ' ve told you—to save you from ruin , Mr . Caudle . You ' re not going to be ruined ? Ha ! you don ' t know anything when you ' re out ' ! 1 know what they do at those public dinners—charities , they call ' em ; pretty charities ! True Charity , I believe , always dines at home . I know what they do : the whole system ' s a trick . No : I ' m not a stony-hearted creature : and you ought
to be ashamed to say so of your wife and the mother of your children , — but , you ' 11 not make me cry to night , I can tell you—1 was going to say that—oh ! you ' re such an aggravating man I don ' t know what I was going to say !
" Thank heaven ? What for ? I don ' t see that there ' s anything to thank heaven about ! I was going to say , I know the trick of public dinners . They get a lord , or a duke , if they can catch him—anything to make people say they ' ve dined with nobility , that ' s it—yes , they get one of these people with a star perhaps on his coat , to take the chairand to talk all sorts of sugar-plum things about charity—and to make foolish men , with wine in ' em , feel that they ' ve no end of money ; and
then-shutting their eyes to their wives and families at home —all the while that their own faces are red and flushed like poppies , and they think to-morrow will never come—then they get ' em to put their hand to paper . Then they make ' em pull out their cheques . But I took your book , Mr . Caudle—you couldn ' t do it a second time . What are you laughing at ? Nothing ? It ' s no matter ; I shall see it in the paper to-morrow ; for if you gave anything , you were too proud to hide it . I
know your charity . " Where ' s your watch ? Haven ' t I told you fifty times where it is ? In the pocket—over your head—of course . Can ' t you hear it tick ? No : you can hear nothing to-ni ght . " And now , Mr . Caudle , I should like to know whose hat it is you ' ve brought home ? You went out with a beaver worth three-and-twenty shillings- —the second time you ' ve worn it—and bring home a thing
you that no Jew in his senses would give me fivepence for . I couldn ' t even get a pot of primroses—and you know I always turn your old hats into roots—not a pot of primroses for it . I ' m certain of it now , —I ' ve often thought it—but now I ' m sure that some people dine out only to change their hats .
" Where s your watch ? Caudle , you ' re bringing me to an early grave ! " We hope that Caudle was penitent for his conduct ; indeed , there is , we think , evidence that he was so ; for to this lecture he has appended no comment . The man had not the face to do it . VOL . VII .