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Sir Geo. Damn your sea jaw, you marvellous dolphliin, give the contents of your logbook in plain Englis ‘

John. The young squire has cut and run.

Sir Geo. What?

John. Got leave to come to you : and master didn't find out before yesterday, that, instead of making for home, he had sheer'd off towards London; directly sent notice to you, and Sam has traced us allthe way here to bring you the news. _

Sir Geo. What, a boy of mine quit his guns? I'll

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Lady Am. Order the carriage for mine uncle.

Sir Geo. No, thank ye, my lady. Let your equipage keep up your own dignity. I have horses here; but I won't knock ‘em up; next village is the channel for the stage--—My lady, I'll bring the dog to you by the bowsprit.--Weigh anchor! crowd sail ! and after him ! [E.rit.

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E1111. The man of noise doth not tarry, then my spirit is glad. ' '

Lady Am. Let Sarah prepare chambers for my kinsman, ‘and hire the maiden for me that thou didst mention.

Eph. I will; for this damsel is passing fair, and

bath found grace in mine eyes. Mary, as thou

art yet a stranger in this land, a-nd just taken possession of this estate, the laws of society command thee to be on terms of amity with thy wealthy neighhours.

Lady Am. Yea; but while Ientertain the rich, the hearts of the poor shall also rejoice; I myself will

' now go forth into the adjacent hamlet, and invite all

that cometh, to hearty cheer. Eph. Yea, Iwill distribute among the poor good books. ‘ C

Lady Am. And meat and dri It" too, friend Ephraim. In the fulness of plent , they shall join in thanksgiving for those gifts of which I am so unworthy.

[E.re|mt. scans 11. A Road. Enter HARRY TIIUNDFR, and Minor; follows, culling.

Midge. I say, Dick Buskin! harkyc, my lad!

Harry. What keeps Rover?

Midge. I'm sure I don’t know. As you desired, I paid for our breakfast. But the devil's in that fellow; every inn we stop at, he will always hang behind, chattering to the bar-maid, or chambermaid. Harry. Or any, or no maid. But he's a worthy lad; and I love him better, I think, than my own brother, had I one.

Midge. Oh ! but, Dick, mind, my boy.

Harry. Stop, Midge. Though ’twas my orders,

when I set out on this scamper with the players, (the '

better to conceal my quality,) for you, before people, to treat me as your companion; yet, at the same time, you should have had discretion enough to remember, when we're alone, that I am still your master, and son to Sir George Thunder.

Midge. Sir, I ask your pardon; but by \making

ourself my equal, I've got so used to familiarity, that

find it curst hard to shake it ofl“. '

Harry. Well, sir, pray mind, that familiarity is all over now. My frolic's out; I now throw off the player, and shall directly return. _My father must by this time, have heard ‘of my departure from the academy at Portsmouth; and, though I was deluded away by my rage for a little acting, yet ’tis wrong

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of me to give the gay old fellow any cause of uneasiness.

Midge. And, sir, shall you and I never act another scene together? Shall I never again play Colonel Standard for my own benefit? Never again have the pleasure of caning your honour in the character of Tom Errand. .

Harry. In future, act the part of a smart hat and coat brusher; or- I shall have the honour of kicking you in the character of an idle puppy. You were a good servant; but I find, by letting you crack your jokes, and sit in my company, you're grown quite a rascal.

Midge. Yes, sir, I was a modest, well behaved lad; but evil communication corrupts good man-' ners. ‘

Harry . Begone, sirrah, till I call for you.

"' [Exit Minors, grumbling.

Harry. Well, if my father but forgives me.—Thrs three month's excursion has shown me some life, and a devilish deal of fun. For one circumstance, I shall ever renrember it with delight. Its bringing me acquainted with Jack Rover. How long he stays! Jack!

In this forlorn stroller, I have discovered qualities that

honour human nature, and accomplishments that might grace a prince. I don’t know a pleasanter fellow, except when he gets to his abominable habit of quotation. I hope he will not find the purse I've hid in his coat pocket, before we part. I dread the moment, but it's come.

Rover. [I{’it/out.] “ The brisk li-li-lightening I,”

Harry. Ay, here'; the rattle. I-lurried on by the impetuous flow of his own volatile spirits, his life is a rapid stream of extravagant whim; and while the serious voicc of humanity prompts his heart to the best of actions, his features shine in laugh and levity. Stu~ dy1ng_Bayes, eh, Jack ? 2

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Enter Rovlm.

Roner. “ I am the bold Thunder.”

Harry. [Aside] lam, if he knew but all.—Keep one standing in the road !

Rover. Beg your pardon, my dear Dick; but all the fault of—Plague on’t, that a man can't sleep and breakfast at an inn, then return up to his bedchamber for his gloves that he'd forgot, but there he must find chambermaids, thumping feathers and knocking pillows about, and keep one when one has affairs and business. ’Pon my soul, these girls’ conduct to us is intolerable; The very thought brings the blood into my face, and whenever they attempt to serve, provoke me so, damme but I will, I will—An’t I right,

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Harry. No; “ all in the wrong." '

Rover. No matter, Dick; that's the universal play “ all round the Wrekin :” butyou are so conceited, because, by this company you re going to join at Winchester, you are engaged for high tragedy ! _

Harry. And you for Rangers, Plumes, and Foppingtons.

Rover. Our first play is Lear. I was devilish ime perfect in Edgar, t'other night at Lymington. I must look it over. [Takes out a book.] “ Away! the foul fiend follows me !" Hollo! stop a moment, we shall have the whole county after us. [Going.

Harry. What now? .

Rover. That rosy-faced chambermaid put me in such a passion, that, by Heaven, I walked out of the house, and forgot to pay our bill. _ [Goingt

Harry. Never mind, Rover, it's paid.

Rover. Paid ! why, neither you nor Midge had money enough. No, really!

Harry. Ha! ha! ha! I tell you ’tis.

Rover. You paid? Ch, very well. Every honest

\ fellow should be a stock purse. Come then, let's push

on now. , Ten miles to Winchester; we shall be there by eleven.

Harry. Our trunks are booked at the inn for the \Vinchester coach.

Rover. “ Ay, to foreign climates my old -trunk I bear." But I prefer walking to the car of Thespis.

Harry. Which is the way ?

Rover.‘ Here. .

Harry. Then, I go there. [Pointing opposite.

Rover. Eh! ‘

Harry. My dear boy, on this spot, and at this moment, we must part.

Rover. Part!

Harry. Rover, you wish me well.

Rover. Well, and suppose so. Part, eh! What mystery and grand? What are you at? Do you forget,— you, Midge, and l, are engaged to Truncheon, the manager, and that the bills are already up with our names to-night to play at Winchester?

Han y. Jack, you and I have often met on a stage in assumed- characters; if it's your wish we should ever meet again in our real ones, of sincere friends, without asking whither I go, or my motives forleaving you, whcnl walk up this road, do you turn down that. \

Rover. Joke! Q

Harry. I'm serious. Good b’ye!

Rover. If you repent your engagement with Truncbeon, l'll break o11' too, and ‘go with you wherever-~

[Takes him under the arm.

Harry. Attempt to follow me, and even our acquaintance ends.

Rover. Eh!

Harry. Don’t think of my reasons, only that it must be.

Rover. Have I done any thing to Dick Buskin? leave me! [Turns and puts his /iund/rerc/n'e.}"to /ris eycs.]

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