THE DRUNKARD'S WIFE.
(Temperance Herald.) In a hospital ward a woman lay, Painfully gasping her life away ; So braised and beaten you scarce could trace Womanhood's semblance in form or face. , Yet the hair that over the pillow rolled ' In a tangled mass, was like threads of And never a sculptor in any land Moulded a daintier foot or hand. Said one who ministered to her need : ' "JN one but a coward could do this deed ; And what bitter hate must have nerved . the arm That a helpless creature like this could , harm." Then the dim eyes, hazy with death's ! eclipse, t Slowly unlocked, and the swollen lips Murmured faintly : "He loves me well — - My husband -'twas drink — be sure you. tell [ When he comes to himself — that I forPoor fellow — for him — I would like to " live." A shudder, a moan, as the words were j said And the drunkard's wife on the couch | lay dead. lf To be continued.
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Feilding Star, Volume V, Issue 76, 7 June 1884, Page 3
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