He is coarse, and vulgar, and mean.

His daughter Kate married his clerk, young Tom Witchet--not a cent, you know, but five hundred dollars salary.

'Twas against the old man's will, and he shut his door, and his purse, and his heart.

He turned Witchet away; told his daughter that she might lie in the bed she had made for herself; told Witchet that he was a rotten young swindler, and that, as he had married his daughter for her money, he'd be d----d if he wouldn't be up with him, and deuce of a cent should they get from him.

They live I don't know where, nor how.