But through the same old company and
drink I lost that job.
MARRIAGE
About this time I ran across a girl who I thought would make a good
wife, and we were married. I was then in the crockery business in a
small way, and if I had stuck to business I should be worth something
now. I'll never forget the day of the wedding. The saying is, "Happy is
the bride the sun shines on," but there was no sunshine that day. It
rained, it simply poured. Mother tried to get the girl to throw me over;
she told her I would never make her a good husband; and I guess Mary was
sorry afterward that she did not take her advice.
The night of the wedding we had quite a blowout, and I was as drunk as I
could be. I'd ring in right here a bit of advice to my girl readers:
Don't ever try to convert a man--I mean one who drinks--by marrying him,
for in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred you won't succeed. In my case
I was young and did not care how the wind blew. I stayed out nights and
neglected my home, but I must say, bad as I was, I never hit my wife. I
think any man that raises his hand to hit a woman is worse than a cur,
and that he will certainly be punished in some way for it.
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