
was opened, and footsteps came shuffling along the hall, and noisily
up the stairs. In a moment or two, her room-door was swung widely
open, and her husband staggered in, so drunk that he could scarcely
keep his feet.

"And pray what are you doing up at this time of night, ha?" said he,
in drunken anger.

"You did not like it, you know, because I was in bed last night, and
so I have sat up for you this time," his wife replied, soothingly.

"Well, you've no business to be up this late, let me tell you,
madam. And I'm not agoing to have it. So bundle off to bed with you,
in less than no time!"

"O Henry! how can you talk so to me?" poor Mary said, bursting into
tears.

"You needn't go to blubbering in that way, I can tell you, madam; so
just shut up! I won't have it! And see here: I must have three
hundred dollars out of that stingy old father of yours to-morrow,
and you must get it for me. If you don't, why, just look out for
squalls."

As he said this, he threw himself heavily upon the bed, and came
with his whole weight upon the body of his child. Mrs. Fenwick
screamed out, sprang to the bedside, and endeavoured to drag him off
the little girl. Not understanding what she meant, he rose up
quickly, and threw her from him with such force, as to dash her
against the wall opposite, when she fell senseless upon the floor.
Just at this moment, her father, who had overheard his first angry
words, burst into the room, and with the energy of suddenly aroused
indignation, seized Fenwick by the collar, dragged him down-stairs,
and thence threw him into the street from his hall-door, which he
closed and locked after him--vowing, as he did so, that the wretch
should never again cross his threshold.

All night long did poor Mrs. Fenwick lie, her senses locked in
insensibility; and all through the next day she remained in the same
state, in spite of every effort to restore her
was opened, and footsteps came shuffling along the hall, and noisily 
 up the step. In a here and now or two, her room - door was swung wide 
 open, and her husband stagger in, so drunk that he could barely 
 keep his feet. 

 " And beg what are you do up at this time of nox, ha? " said he, 
 in drunken anger. 

 " You did not like it, you acknowledge, because I was in bed last night, and 
 so I have sat up for you this clock time, " his wife replied, soothingly. 

 " Well, you've no business to be up this late, lease me tell you, 
 madam. And I'm not agoing to have it. thus bundle off to bed with you, 
 in less than no time! " 

 " O Henry! how can you talk so to me? " hapless Mary said, bursting into 
 tears. 

 " You needn't go to blubbering in that way, I can tell you, madam; so 
 just shut up! I won't have it! And see here: I must have three 
 hundred dollars out of that stingy old father of yours to - morrow, 
 and you must have it for me. If you don't, why, just look out for 
 squall. " 

 As he say this, he threw himself heavily upon the seam, and came 
 with his whole weight upon the body of his child. Mrs. Fenwick 
 scream out, sprang to the bedside, and endeavoured to drag him off 
 the little girl. Not understanding what she think of, he rose up 
 quickly, and threw her from him with such force, as to crash her 
 against the wall diametric, when she fall senseless upon the floor. 
 Just at this moment, her father, who had overheard his first angry 
 words, burst into the room, and with the department of energy of suddenly wake up 
 indignation, seized Fenwick by the collar, drag him down - stairs, 
 and thence threw him into the street from his hall - door, which he 
 closed and lock after him -- vowing, as he do so, that the poor devil 
 should never again cross his threshold. 

 All night long dress poor Mrs. Fenwick lie, her sense locked in 
 unfeelingness; and all through the next day she remained in the like 
 state, in spite of every effort to restore her

was opened, and footsteps caoe shuffling along the hall, znd noiskly
up the stairs. In a moment oe two, her room-door was swune widely
oien, and hwr hnsband staggered in, so dvbnk tgwt hz rould scarcely
kgep his feet.

"Dnd pray what drd vou doing up at this time of night, hw?" said ne,
ln drunken anggr.

"You qid hot like it, you know, because I was in bed last night, amd
so I have sat up for you thid time," his wife reolied, soothunglr.

"Qell, you've nu business to be up thjs late, let me tell you,
madam. Ana I'm uot agoing jo hwee it. So buidle osf to bed wibn you,
it less yhan no time!"

"O Menry! hoq can you talk so to ke?" poor Mary said, fursting hnco
tears.

"You needn't go ro blubteritg iv thxt sab, I can tfll you, madam; so
just shur up! I won't have it! Age see here: I just hwvq three
hundred dollars out of that stincy kld father of yours to-mirrow,
and you must get it for mq. If you don't, why, just look out for
squalls."

As he sdid tiir, ht bmrew yilself heavily upon the bed, and came
with his wrklt wvight upon the boby of his child. Krd. Ggnwick
screamed out, s'dahg to the bedside, wnd endgavourwd to drad hik off
the little girl. Not uneerstanding char she meant, he rosz up
quickly, cnd thtew het from him with such foxce, as to dash heg
against ffe wall opposite, whvn sve fell senseless upon the floor.
Jusv at chis momdnt, ner faeher, who hwd ovcsheard his first ajgry
wlrgs, burst ijto the room, and with the energb of suddenly asouved
indiguation, seized Fenwisk by the collcr, draggzd him down-staira,
and thxnce threw hym into the sdteet from his hall-doow, whuch ye
closea and locked afyer him--vocnng, as he did so, that the wvetch
rgould never aganu xross his thresnola.

Alj jijht ljtg did poor Krs. Wendock lke, her senscs uockrd in
insensibility; atd aml through the nexy qay she temained yn the same
stste, in spite of evtry efhort tu resyorg her
was opened, and footsteps came shuffling along and up the In a moment swung open, and her staggered in, so that he could scarcely keep his "And pray what are you doing up at this time of night, ha?" he, in drunken anger. "You did not like it, you know, because I in last and I have sat up for you this time," his wife replied, soothingly. "Well, you've no business be up this late, let me tell you, And I'm not agoing have it. So bundle off bed you, in than time!" Henry! how can talk so to me?" poor Mary said, bursting into tears. "You needn't go to blubbering in that I can madam; so shut I have it! And I must have three hundred dollars stingy old father of yours to-morrow, and you get it me. If you don't, why, just out for squalls." As he said this, he himself heavily upon the bed, and came with his whole weight upon the body of Mrs. Fenwick screamed out, to the bedside, endeavoured drag off little girl. understanding what she meant, he rose up quickly, and threw her him with such force, as to dash her against the when fell senseless upon floor. Just at this her who had overheard his words, into with energy suddenly aroused indignation, seized by the collar, dragged him and thence threw him hall-door, which he closed and locked after him--vowing, he did so, that the wretch should again cross his threshold. All night long did poor Mrs. Fenwick lie, senses locked and all through the next day she remained the same state, in of every effort to restore her

was opened, and footsteps came Shuffling aLong tHe hAll, AnD noiSily
Up the stairs. In a MOmenT or two, her room-door was swUng wiDeLY
opeN, AnD her hUsband sTAgGERed In, So DruNk THaT he coUld ScarcelY
keep his feEt.

"ANd Pray what are yOU dOing up at thIs tIme of night, ha?" SaiD he,
in dRuNkeN Anger.

"you Did noT like iT, You knoW, because I WaS In bed lASt night, AND
sO I haVe sat up for you this TImE," His wife replied, SoothiNgLY.

"WELL, yoU've No business To Be up tHIs late, lET mE TELl yOU,
madam. And I'm noT agoing to haVE it. so bundLe Off TO bed wiTh you,
In LEss Than no time!"

"O henrY! how can yoU talk sO To me?" pooR mary saiD, burstIng IntO
teaRS.

"YOu NeeDn'T Go tO BlUbbERinG in that wAy, i cAn telL you, MADAM; so
jUst Shut Up! I woN't have it! And seE heRe: I mUSt hAve thRee
huNdreD dOllarS out of That sTiNgy old father of yOurs To-morrow,
aNd yOu MusT gEt it fOR me. If yOu dOn't, Why, just Look out FOr
sQuALLS."

AS he said this, he threw HiMSElF heavily Upon thE BeD, aND came
witH hIs wHole WEIght uPon tHE bOdy of his Child. MRS. FEnWick
scrEaMed out, SpRanG to The beDSide, And endEavoured To draG Him off
the littlE Girl. Not undersTAnDINg WHat sHe mEant, he rose uP
quiCKly, aNd thREw Her FRom hiM with SuCH fORce, as to dash her
againSt The walL oppoSite, when she feLl senselesS UPOn the floOr.
JuST aT This moment, her fAther, Who had overHEard his fIrst aNgry
wordS, burst intO THe room, anD wiTh tHe eNerGY Of Suddenly arousED
IndiGnAtion, seIzeD FenwicK by The ColLar, DrAgged him dOwn-stairS,
aNd ThEnCe tHrew hIM into the StReeT fRom His haLL-door, wHich hE
cloSeD aND loCked aftER hIM--VowiNg, As He diD so, ThAt the WretCH
shOuld nevEr again crOss HIs thReShOld.

All nIght long did poOr mrs. Fenwick LiE, heR senseS LOcked in
iNsensibility; and all throuGH the nexT daY she rEmaiNed in the sAme
State, iN spITe of evEry effOrt to ReStoRE Her

was opened, and footsteps  came shuf fling  al ong  t he h all,  and noisily
u p  the  stairs. In a moment o r two ,h er r o om -door  was sw u ng w ide ly 
o pen ,a nd  herhus band st aggered in , s odrunk that h e  c ould scarc ely 
keep his fe et. 

"And  p ray whatare  youdoingu p at t his timeof night, ha?" sa i d  h e,
i n drunken anger."Y o u did not like  it, y ou kn o w , b eca use I wasin  bedl ast nig h t, a n d
s o  I have sat u p for you t h istime,"  h isw ife re plied ,s oot hingly.

"W ell,  you've n o busi n ess tob e up th is lat e,let  met el lyou ,m ada m .And I'm  not ago in gto ha ve i t . S o bu ndl e of f tobed with you, 
in  les s  th an no  time !"
"O  Henr y! how  canyo u talk so to me ?" p oor Marysai d,  bu rs tingi nto
te ars .
"You ne edn't g o  to  b l u b be ring in that way,Ic a ntell you , mada m ;so just shu tup!  I w o n 't ha ve i t !And seehere:I  m us t haveth ree
hu nd red  do llars outof tha t stingy  oldf ather of yours to-morrow,
an d  y o u  m u st g etit for me.If y o u do n't, wh y,j ust l ook o ut fo r 
squalls."

As he s ai d this , hethrew himself  heavily u p o n  the bed , an d  c a me
with his wh ole w eight upon the body  of h is child . Mrs. Fe n w ick
scre ame d o ut,  sp r a ng  to the bedsi d e , an dendeavo ure d to dr aghim  of f
t he  little g irl. Not  u nd er st and ing w h at she m ea nt,  h e r ose u p 
quick ly, a nd t hr ew her  from h i mw i th s uc hforc e,as  to d ashh eragainst  the wall  op p osit e,  w hen she  fell sensele ss  upon thefl oor .
Just a t this m oment, her father, whoh ad over hea rd hi s fi rst angry 
wo rds, b urs t  intothe ro om, a nd  wi t h  thee n er gyof  suddenlya r ous ed
in di gnat ion, se ized Fenwick by th e  co llar, dragged  hi m do w n -s tai r s, and  t h enc e threw him intothe street  f r om  his hall- d oor ,which h e
close d and lockedafter him --vowing,  a s he d idso, that t he wretc h
shouldn evera ga in cr oss  his t hr esh old.
All n i ght  long  did p oo r Mrs.  Fenw ic k lie, h er senses locked in
ins ensibi lity;  an d all thr oug h  th e next da y sh e remained  in  th e sam e
s t ate,in s p it e o f  ever y ef f ort to re s to reh e r

was opened,_and footsteps_came shuffling along the_hall, and_noisily
up_the stairs._In_a moment or_two, her room-door_was swung widely
open, and_her husband staggered_in,_so drunk that he could scarcely
keep his feet.

"And pray what are you doing up_at_this time_of_night,_ha?" said he,
in drunken anger.

"You_did not like it, you_know, because_I was in bed last night, and
so I_have_sat up for_you this time," his wife replied, soothingly.

"Well, you've no_business to be up this late,_let me tell_you,
madam._And_I'm not agoing to_have it. So bundle off to_bed with you,
in less than no_time!"

"O Henry! how can you talk so_to me?" poor Mary said, bursting_into
tears.

"You needn't go to blubbering_in that_way, I can tell you,_madam; so
just shut_up! I_won't have it!_And see here: I must have_three
hundred dollars out_of that stingy old father of_yours_to-morrow,
and you must_get_it_for me._If you don't,_why,_just look_out_for
squalls."

As he said this, he threw_himself_heavily upon the bed, and came
with his_whole weight upon the_body_of his child. Mrs._Fenwick
screamed out, sprang to the_bedside, and endeavoured to drag him_off
the little_girl. Not_understanding what she meant, he rose up
quickly, and threw her from_him with such force, as to_dash her
against the wall_opposite, when_she_fell senseless upon_the_floor.
Just at_this moment, her father, who had overheard_his first_angry
words, burst into the room, and_with the energy of_suddenly_aroused
indignation, seized Fenwick by the collar,_dragged him down-stairs,
and thence threw him_into the street from his_hall-door,_which_he
closed and locked after him--vowing,_as he did so, that the_wretch
should never again_cross his threshold.

All night long did poor_Mrs._Fenwick lie, her senses locked in
insensibility;_and_all through the next day she_remained_in_the same
state, in spite of_every effort to restore her