that when a man broke his word, he was a great big blackguard, and that Miss Clara was as much his wife as she was her own father's daughterevery bit; and then, said he very genteelly, I'll just go and ask - Proteus I think he call'd him to help him to break open all the doors and windows in the house, but what he'd get his own property. go 13 Stir. The devil he did! Zounds! I haven't seen the fellow since his father's death; and if the stripling should be grown out of my knowledge, he may get into the house before I'm aware. of it. Seeing ferry). Who's that fellow? O'Daisy. My most beautiful brother-in-law, your Honour Mr. Jerry Blossom, Esq. Ferry. Yes, Sir, I want a place. Stir. Zounds! I shall grow quite suspicious. O'Daisy. Why, what do you want? Serv. My Master... O'Daisy. There he is. Serv. Sir, there's a poor man wants you. FINALE. Jumble (without). Pity, friends, oh pity, pray, Stirling. A weary soldier (enters), old and wounded! What the devil does he say? By treachery I'm so surrounded. Clara and Dolly. Sad and dreary is his way Stirling. He's a soldier poor and wounded. B Blossom, having changed Dresses). What the devil's to be done? I wish that fellow was departed. (To Jum- He's broken-hearted. Then pity, Sir, ah, pity, pray- I be come all the way from the North for a My name's Jerry Blossom, don't doubt me: What I feel in my heart you may see in my face, For I have no disguises about me.) Jerry (as Jumble). Pity, Sir, now pity, pray, By treachery I'm so surrounded, I must guard against surprises. Stir. (to Jumble). A weary soldier, old and wounded! Jumble. Jerry. Omnes. Your Honour's orders I obey (crosses to Jer.) Lovers come in all disguises. [Exit Jerry on one side; the rest through the Gate, Jumble following. ND OF THE FIRST ACT. 25 Act 11. SCENE I. The Lodge, Enter O'DAISY. O'Daisy. Oh! this love makes a rare bustle amongst us all-a pretty kettle of fish, indeed, as the man said, when he over-roasted a shoulder of mutton-and if old Mr. Stirling should happen to find it all out, he'd pack me off in a hurry. Well, and if he does, so much the better -I'll take a trip to neat little Ireland, the land of whisky, pretty girls, lads of wax, and mealy potatoes. SONG-O'DAISY. I. Oh! the land of sweet Erin's a land of delight, We have hearts for the girls-we have arms for our foes, So No country whatever has power to sever The Shamrock, the Rose, and the Thistle, my boys. II. They talk how they live-why, its blarney and stuff; III. They may talk of their wonders as long as they please- t SCENE II. [Exit. An Apartment at STIRLING'S. Enter JUMBLE and CLARA. Fumble. Ah! Clara, my love, here!-secure this paper-quick, quick. Clara. What is it? Jumble. A plan of escape.-An opportunity of speaking to you was so uncertain, I thought it best to write. But I must be gone, while the coast is clear.-Zounds! here's somebody elseaway, away! [Exit Ciara, dropping the Paper. Enter Mrs. HONEYMOUTH. Jumble stands aside. Mrs. Honey. How unfortunate, that my Cousin should be so inveterate against Mr. Jumble-I declare it almost precludes the hope I had so long and fondly cherished, of one day making him my husband. Delightful thought! his manners so accomplished, his person so elegant-I am convinced that I am the only woman, he intends to make his bride. Jumble (aside). The devil! if I don't make my escape soon, instead of my running away with a woman, egad! a woman will run away with me'Sdeath! another interruption. Enter STIKLING. Stir. (calling). Clara! Cousin! Oh, you are there, Coz; but where's Clara? I don't like to trust her out of my sight a moment-and as to that booby Jerry Blossom, though he has not been half an hour in the house, I dare say he'll take the fair side of the question, so I'll turn him out directly (seeing the paper)-Hey! what have we here? Jumble (aside). Confusion! the paper I gave Clara Stir. A letter without a seal-and I declare without a direction. Mrs. Honey. Without a direction? Stir. Let me see-Hey! Jerry, what do you want? Fumble (changing his voice). I do want that paper, an'it please you, Zur! |