Rensselaer Union, Volume 7, Number 29, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 April 1875 — He Thought it was Delirium Tremens. [ARTICLE]

He Thought it was Delirium Tremens.

- SxiFFLES brought his two weeks’ spree to a close on Thursday night. He lay on a lounge in the parlor, feeling as mean as sour lager, when something in the corner of the room attracted his attention. Raising on his elbow he gazed steadily at it. Rubbing his eyes, he stared again, and as he stared his terror grew. Calling his wife, he asked hoarsely: “Mirandy, what is that?” “What-is what, Likey?” . Sniffles’s name is Lycurgus,. and his wife calls him Likey for short and sweet. “ Why that—that —thing in the corner,” said the frightened man, pointing at it with a hand shaking like a politician. “ Likey, dear, I see nothing,” replied the woman. “ What, you don’t see it!” he shrieked. “ Then I’ve got ’em. Oh,■lieavens! bring me the Bible. Mirandy, bring it quick! Here, here on this sacred book I swear never to touch a drop of whisky. If I break my vow, may my right hand cleave to the roof of my mouth, and—” Here, catching another glimpse of the terrible object, he clutched his wife and begged in piteous tones: “Don’t leave me—don’t leave your Likey,” and, burying his face in the folds of her dress, he sobbed and moaned himself into a troubled sleep. Then his wife stole gently to the comer, picked up the toy sntike :ind threw it into the stove. — New Brunswicker