That Brute Simmons – Arthur Morrison (1863-1945)
Arthur Morrison is one of the few writers of his period—for he belongs to the “School” of the Nineties—whose work is still widely popular. He is known almost exclusively for his small volume of stories called Tales of Mean Streets, from which That Brute Simmons has been selected. The entire collection, says Mencken, reveals “the amazing life of the London East End, the sewer of England and of Christendom.”
Reprinted from Tales of Mean Streets, Methuen, 1894, by permission of the publishers.
That Brute Simmons
Simmons`s infamous behavior toward his wife is still matter for profound wonderment among the neighbors. The other women had all along regarded him as a model husband, and certainly Mrs. Simmons was a most conscientious wife. She toiled and slaved for that man, as any woman in the whole street would have maintained, far more than any husband had a right to expect. And now this was what she got for it. Perhaps he had sudenly gone mad.
That Brute Simmons – Before she married Simmons, Mrs. Simmons had been the widowed Mrs. Ford. Ford had got a berth as donkey-man on a tramp steamer, and that steamer had gone down with all hands off the cape—a judgment, the widow woman feared, for long years of contumacy which had culminated in the wickedness of taking to the sea, and taking to it as a donkey-man, an immeasurable fall for a capable engine-fitter. Twelve years as Mrs. Ford had left her still childless, and childless she remained as Mrs. Simmons.
As for Simmons, he, it was held, was fortunate in that capable wife. He was a moderately good carpenter and joiner, but no man of the world, and he wanted to be one. Nobody could tell what might not have happened to Tommy Simmons if there had been no Mrs. Sim-mons to take care of him.
