but
soon returned to her old ways again. By our frequent quarrels the
neighbours were at first inclined to think I used her ill, but had they
then known how affairs were circumstanced, they would not have blamed
me; for her temper grew so unaccountable, that she would frequently come
after me, where ever I happened to be at work, or at the alehouse, and
abuse me for nothing. When I came home at nights from my work, thinking
to pass the evenings comfortably with her, she would constantly find
some pretence to quarrel with me, and to render my life uneasy. One
time, in particular, when I came home, she threw the pewter quart pot,
she had been drinking out of, at my head; and then running out of the
house, she, in the violence of her rage, dashed her elbow through the
glass window of our shop, and then ran up to my master _Archer_ with her
bloody arm, crying out,----'See here what your rogue has done'--Thus she
endeavoured to prejudice me in the minds of all my friends and
acquaintance; when afterward she confessed to Mr. _Moses Owen_, a barber
in _Old Street_, who compleated the cure of her arm, _that she did it
herself purposely_.

"Another time, when I worked at _St. Mary Axe_, she, and one of her
acquaintance, having been to _Billingsgate_ to buy oysters for her shop,
came to me to the _Crown_ alehouse in _Camomile Street_, where I was
then at dinner with my shopmates: there she wanted me to treat her with
drink, which, as I observed her to be already in liquor, I refused, and
would have gone back quietly to my work; she then snatched off my hat
and wig to detain me, but finding that not to answer her intention, she
abused me in a most vile manner, and with a small cod which she had with
the oysters, beat me in a most ridiculous manner about my head and face;
and, as all my brother journeymen may well remember, obliged me to go
back to my labour bareheaded!

"One day, when my business carried me to the other end of the town for
the whole day, my wife gave _Jones_ notice of it, and quickly after I
was gone dressed herself, shut up her shop, and went out with him to
spend the day. He was that day dressed in a new suit of cloaths. At
night when I came home, not being able to get into my house, I went to
her mother's in _Whitechapel_, expecting to meet with her there. By the
way as I was coming back, who should I see before me but my wife and
_John Jones_! I followed them into an alehouse, where I quarrelled with
them bo