They All Weren't Angels

Great complaint is made about the keeper of the light at this place. He is a habitual drunkard, frequently thrashes his wife and throws her out of doors. He has several times failed to light up till near morning - last night he did not light up until after midnight - it was a dark stormy night - three sail vessels and one steamer came in during the night. There are about nine steamers coming into this harbor about twice a week, each and upwards of twenty sail vessels in the iron ore trade lying in this port - constantly arriving and departing - therefore it is quite important that the light should be kept by a sober man as well as an efficient one.