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Inkle. In two words then, meet me bere still the burthen of his song was – prudence! al noon, and we'll speak further on this sub- Prudence, Thomas, and you'll rise. - Early he ject; and lest you think I trifle with your taught me numbers; which he said, and he business, bear why I wish this pause. Chance said rightly, would give me a quick view of threw me, on my passage to your island, loss and profit; and banish from


mind among a savage people. Deserted, — defence- those idle' impulses of passion, which mark less, cut off from my companions, - my life young thoughtless spendthrifts. His maxims at stake – to this young creature I owe my rooted in my heart, and as I grew--they grew; preservation ;-she found me, like a dying bough, till I was reckoned, among our friends, a forn from its kindred branches; which, as ii steady, sober, solid, good young nian; and all drooped, she moistened with ber tears. the neighbours called me the prudent Mr.

Plani. Nay, nay, talk like a man of this Thomas. And shall I now, at once, kick down world.

the character which I have raised so warily? Inkle. Your patience. ---And yet your inter- - Part with her — The thought once struck ruption goes to my present feelings; for on me in our cabin, as she lay sleeping by me; sur sail to this your island -- the thoughts of bul, in her slumbers, she past her arm around ime mispent-doubt-fears—for call ii what me, murmured – blessing on my name, and fou will — bare much perplex'd me; and as broke my meditations. four spires arose, reflections still rose with bem; for here, sir, lie my interests, great

Enter YARico and TRUDGE. connections, and other weighty mallers—which Yar. My love! how I need not mention

Trudge. I have been showing her all the Plant. But which her presence here will wigs and balcs of goods we met on the quay, Inkle. Even so — And yet the gratitude I Yar. Oh! I have feasted my eyes on wonders. we her!

Trudge. And I'll go feast on a slice of beef, Plant. Pshaw! So because she preserved in the inv, bere.

[Exit. our life, your gratitude is to make you give Yar. My mind has been so busy, that I P all you have to live upon.

almost forgot even you. I wish you had staid Inklé. Why in tbat light indeed—This never with me-You would have seen such sights! truck me yet, I'll think on't.

Inkle. Those sights are grown familiar lo Plant. Aye, aye, do so-Why what return me, Yarico. an the wench wish more than taking her Yar. And yet I wish they were nol. — You com a wild, idle, savage people, and provi- migh! partake my pleasures—but now, again, ling för ber, here, with reputable bard work, meihinks, I will not wish so-for, with 100 ba genteel, polished, tender, Christian country ? much gazing, you might neglect poor Yarico. Inkle. Well, sir, at noon

Inkle. Nay, nay, my care is still for you. Plant. I'll meet you—but remember, young Yar. I'm sure it is: and if I thought it was pentleman, you must get her off your hands not, I'd tell you tales about our poor old grot -you must indeed.--I shall have her a bar-l-Bid you remember our palm-tree near the ain, I see that your servant !--Zounds, how brook, where in the shade you often stretched ate it is—but never be put out of your way yourself

, while I would take your head upon or a woman-I must run--my wife will play my lap, and sing my love to sleep. I know be devil with me for keeping breakfast. you'll love me then.

[Erit. Inkle. Trudge.

Our grotto was the sweetest place! T'rudge. Sir!

The bending boughs, with fragrance blowInkle. Have you provided a proper apart

ing, ment?

Would check the brook's impetuous pace, Trudge. Yes, sir, at the Crown here; a neat,

Which murmur'd to be stopi from flowing, pruce room, they tell me. You have not

'Twas there we met, and gaz'd our fill. teen such a convenient lodging this good

Ah! think on this, and love me still. while, I believe.

'Twas then my bosom first knew fear, Inkle. Are there no better inns in the town? -Fear, to an Indian maid a stranger-

Trudge. Um – Why there's the Lion, I The war-song, arrows, hatchet, spear, bear, and the Bear, and the Boar-- but we saw All warn'd me of my lover's danger. them at the door of all our late lodgings, and For bim did cares my bosom Gill; found but bad accommodations within, sir. Ah! think on this, and love me still. Inkle. Well, run to the end of the quay,

[Exeunt. and conduct Yarico hither. The road straight before yon: you can't miss it.

Scene II.-SIR CHRISTOPHER CURRY's. Trudge. Very welỈ, sir. What a fine thing

Enter Sir Christopher and MEDIU M. it is to turn one's back on a master, without Sir C. I tell you, old Medium, you are all running into a woll's belly! One can follow wrong. Plague on your doubts! Inkle shall one's nose on a message bere, and be sure it have my Narcissa. Poor fellow! I dare say won't be bit off by the way,

[Erit. he's finely chagrined at this temporary parting Inkle. Let me reflect a little. Part" with - Eat up with the blue devils, I warrant. ber - Justified !-Pshaw, my interest, honour, Med. Eat up by the black devils, I warrant; Engagements to Narcissa, all demand it. My for I left him in hellish hungry company. father's precepts, tool can remember, when Sir C. Pshaw! he'll arrive with the next I was a boy, what pains be took to mould vessel

, depend on't- besides, have not I had me!-Schooled

me from morn to night-and this in view ever since they were children? I


must and will have it so, I tell you. Is not Miss Narcissa.- In the meun time, he has it, as it were, a marriage made above? They ordered me to brush up this letter for your shall meet, I'm positive.

honour, from your humble sercant, to comMed. Shall they? Then they must meet mand,

TIMOTHY TRCDGL where the marriage was made; for, bang me, Sir C. ley day! here's a stile! the voyage if I think it will ever happen below. has jumbled the fellow's brains out of iber

Sir C. Ha !-and if that is the case – hang places; the water has made his head tura mc, if I think you'll ever be at the celebration round. But no matter; mine turns round, of it.

too. I'll go and prepare Narcissa directh Med. Yet, let me tell you, Sir Christopher they shall be married, slap-dash, as soon at Curry, my character is as unsullied as a sheet he comes from the quay. From Neplune to of white paper.

Hymen; from the hammock to the bridal bed Sir C. Well said, old fool's-cap! and it's as --Ha! old boy! mere a blank as a sheet of while


You Med. Well, well; don't flurry yourself – are bonest, old Medium, by comparison, just you're so hot! as a fellow sentenced to transportation is hap- Sir C. Hot! blood, arn't I in the West la pier than his companion condemned to the dies? Arn't I Governor of Barbadoes? He side gallows–Very worthy, because you are no bave her as soon as he sets his foot on shume rogue; tender liearted, because you never go -She shall rise to him like Venus out of the to fires and executions; and an affectionate sea. His hair puffed! He ought to have bea father and husband, because you never pinch puffing, bere, out of breath, by ubis time. your children, or kick your wife out of bed. Med. Very true; but Venus's husband

Med. And that, as the world goes, is more always supposed to be lame, you know, than every, man

can say for himself. Yct, Christopher. since you force me to speak my positive qua- Sir C. Well, now do, my good fellow, lities—but, no matter, - you remember me in down to the shore, and see what detains tis London: didn't I, as member of the Humane

(Hurrying him Society, bring a man out of the New River, Med. Well, well; I will, I will. who, it was afterwards found, had done me Sir C. In the mean time, I'll get ready War an injury?

cissa, and all shall be concluded in a secera Sir C.' And, dam'me, if I would not kick My heart's set upon it. - Poor fellow! at any man into the New River that had done all bis rambles, and tumbles, and jumbles, and mé an injury. There's the difference of our fits of despair-I shall be rejoiced to see him honesty. 'Oons! if you want to be an honest I have noi seen him since he was that belon fellow, act from the impulse of nature. Why, -But, zounds! he's so tardy ! you have no more gall than a pigeon. Med. Ha! You're always so hasty; among

Enter a Servant. the hodge-podge of your foibles, passion is Serv. A strange gentleman, sir, come from always predominant.


desires to see you. Sir C. So much the betler.- Foibles, quotha ? Sir C. From the quay ? Od's my life!-T foibles are foils that give additional lustre to he— 'Tis Inkle! Show him up, directly

. [kus the gems of virtue. You have not so many Servant] The rogue is expeditious after alifoils as I, perhaps.

I'm so happy. Med. And, what's more, I don't want 'em, sir Christopher, I thank you.

Enter CAMPLEY. Sir C. Very true; for the devil a gem have My dear fellow! [Embracing him) I'm you to set off with 'em.

joiced to see you." Welcome; welcome bers Med. Well, well; I never mention errors; with all my soul! that, I fatter myself, is no disagreeable qua- Camp. This reception, Sir Christopher, lity. - It don't become me to say you are hot. beyond my warmest wishes. — Unknown }

Sir C. 'Sblood! but it does become you: it youbecomes every man, especially an Englishman, Sir C. Aye, aye; we shall be belter ** to speak the 'diciales of his heart.

quainted by and by. Well, and how, ch

Tell me!- But old Medium and I have talks Enter a Servant.

over your affair a hundred times a day, Sero. In English vessel, sir, just arrived in since Narcissa arrived. the harbour.

Camp. You surprise me! Are you Sir C. A vessel! Od's my life! - Now for really acquainted with the whole affair? the news - If it is but as I hope--Any dis- Sir C. Every tittle. patches?

Camp. And, can you, sir, pardon wbat in Sero. This letter, sir, brought by a sailor past?

[Erit. Sir C. Poob! how could you help it? Med. Well, read, Christopher

Camp. Very true-sailing in the same se Sir C. [Opening the Letter] Huzza! here--andit is. lle's safe-safe and sound at Barbadoes. Sir C. Aye, aye; but we have had a bus [Reading] Sir, My master, Mr. Inkle, is dred conjectures about you. Your despair ax just arrived in your harbour. Here, read, distress, and all that.-Your's must base bo read! old Medium

a damned situation, to say the truth. Med. [Reading] Um-Your harbour-we Camp. Cruel indeed, Sir Christopher! 29 were taken up by an English vessel on the I flatter myself will move your compass 14th ult. He only waits till I have puffed I have been almost inclined io despair, index his hair, to pay his respechs to you, and as you say, but when you consider ibe pa

from the quay


ate of my mind-the black prospect before

Your Damons of the grove,

Who like Fallals, and Pastorals Sir C. Ha! ba! Black enough, I dare say.

Waste years in love! Camp. The difficulty I have felt in bringing

But modern folks know better jokes, yself face to face to you.

And, courting once begun, Sir C. That I am convinced of-but I knew

To church they bop at once-and ou would come the first opportunity:

popCamp. Very true: yet the distance between

Egad, all's done! e Governor of Barbadoes and myself.

ANI. In life we prance a country dance,

[Bowing Sir C. Yes-a devilish way asunder.

Where every couple stands;

Their partners sel-a wbile curvelCamp. Granted, sir: whích has distressed e with the cruelest doubts as to our meet

But soon join hands.

Nar. When at our feet, so trim and neat, Sir C. It was a toss up ?).

The powder'd lover sues, Camp. The old gentleman seems devilish

He vows he dies, the lady sighs, nd.-Now to soften birn. [ Aside) Perhaps,

But can't refuse. ; in your younger days, you may have been

Ah! how can she unmoy'd e're see the same situation yourself.

Her swain his death incur? Sir C. Who? 1! 'sblood! no, never in my

If once the Squire is seen expire, e.

He lives with her. Camp. I wish you had, with all my soul, AN. In life, etc. etc. r Christopher.


When John and Bet are fairly met, Sir C. lpon my soul, sir, I am very much liged to you.

John boldly tries his luck; [Bowing.

He steals a buss, without more fuss, Carnp. As what I now mention might have ater weight with you.

The bargain's struck. Sir C. Pooh! pr’ythee! I tell you I pitied

Whilst things below are going so, I from the bottom of my heart

Is Betty pray to blame? Carnp. Indeed !-Is, with your leave, I may

Wbo knows up stairs, her mistress

fares I venture to mention Miss Narcissa

Just, just the same. Sir C. An impatient, sensible young dog!

All. me to a hair! Set your heart at rest, niy

In life we prance, etc. etc. She's your's; your's before to-morrow

[Ereunt. rning.

ACT III. Carnp. Amazement! I can scarce believe

Scene I.The Quay. Sir C. Zounds! you ought to be out of your

Enter Party. ses: but dispatch--make short work of it, Patty, Mercy on us! what a walk I have wbile you live, my boy.

had of it! Well, matters go on swimmingly

at the governor's—The old gentleman bas orEnter NARCISSA and Patty. der'd the carriage, and the young couple will e, girl: bere's your swain. [To Narcissn.be wbisk'd, bere, to church, in a quarter of Camp. I just parted with my Narcissa, on an hour. My business is to prevent young nay..

sobersides, young Inkle, from appearing, to vir C. Did you! Ah, sly dog-had a meet- interrupt the ceremony.-Ha! here's the Crown, before you came to the old gentleman.- where I hear he is hous'd. So now to find

here,'Take him, and make much of him Trudge, and trump up a story, in the true nd, for fear of further separations, you stile of a chambermaid (Goes into the House. Il e'en be tack'd together directly. What Patty, within] I tell you it don't signify, and you, girl?

I will come up. [Trudge, within] But it does amp. Will my Narcissa consent to my signify, and you can't come up. piness? var. I always obey my father's commands,

Re-enter Patty, with TRUDGE. h pleasure, sir.

Patty. You bad better say at once, I shan't. ir C, Od! I'm so happy, I hardly know Trudge. Well then, you shan't. ch way to turn; but we'll have the car- Patty. Savage! Prelty' behaviour


have e directly; drive down to the quay; trundle pick'd up among the Hotlypots! Your London

Spintext into church; aud bey for matri- civility, like London itself, will soon be lost ay!

in smoke, Mr. Trudge; and the politeness you L'amp. With all my heart, sir Christopher; have studied so long in Thread-needle-street, sooner the belter.

blotted out by the blacks you bave been livCHRISTOPHER, CAMPLEY, NARCISSA, Party. Trudge. No such thing; I practis'd my poSir Chr. Your Colinettes, and Arriettes,

liteness all the while I was in the woods, Our

very lodging taught me good manners; for I A chance. The custom is for one person to top a could never bring myself to go into it withpiece of money into the air, and the other way out bowing. what side he thinks will be uppermost when it is fallen on the ground; and if he guesses right, he has gain

Palty. Don't tell me! A mighty civil receped; tius i entirely depends on chance, although the tion you give a body, truly, after a six weeks London boys link, in their lussing (gaffing) with the

parting p*ren, ihan particular lirise of the hand gives a Paltinular sort of luck.

Trudge. Gad, you're right; I am a little



ing with.

out here, to be sure. [Kisses her] Well,| Patły. Well? how do you do?

Trudge. Can you keep a secret? Patty. Pshaw, fellow! I want none of your Patty. Try me! kisses.

Trudge. Then [Whispering] my maste: Prudge. Oh! very well — I'll take it again. keeps a girl.

[Offers to kiss her. Patly. Oh monstrous! another woman? Patty. Be quiet: I want to see Mr. Inkle; Trudge. As sure as one and one makes I have a message to him from Miss Narcissa. two. I shall get a sight of him, now, I believe. Patty. [.Aside] Rare news for my mistres

Trudge. May be not. He's a little busy at -Why I can hardly believe it; the grate present.

sly, steady, sober Mr. Inkłe, do such a thing, Patly: Busy--ba! Plodding! What he's at Trudge. Pooh! it's always your sly, sole! his multiplication again?

fellows, that go the most after the girls. Trudge. Very likely; so it would be a pity Pally. Well; I should sooner suspect you. to interrupt him, you know.

Trudge. Me? Oh Lord! he! he! --DOT Patty. Certainly; and the whole of my bu- think any smart, tighi, little, black-eyed weich siness was to prevent his burrying himself, would be struck with my figure? [Conceito Tell him, we shan't be ready to receive bim, Palty. Pshaw! never mind your figure at the governor's, till to-morrow, d'ye hear? Tell me how it happen'd? Trudge. No?

Trudge. You shall hear: when the ship 14 Patty. No. Things are not prepared. The us ashore, my master turn'd as pale as a stue place isn't in order; and the servants have not of paper. It isn't every body that's blest had proper notice of the arrival.

courage, Party Trudge. Oh! let me alone to give the ser- Palty. True! vants notice-rat-tai-tat-li's all the notice we Trudge. However, I bid him chear up; had in Tbreadneedle-street of the arrival of him, to stick to my elbow: look the lead, ar a visitor').

began our march. Patty. "Threadneedle - street! Threadneedle Patty. Well? nonsense! I'd have you to know we do every Trudge. We hadn't gone far, whes thing here with an air. Mallers have taken damn’d one-eyed black boar, that grinn'd another turn-Stile! Stile, sir, is required here, a devil, came down the hill in a jog trot! I promise you.

master melted as fast as a pot of pomatun. Trudge. Turn-Stile!2) And pray what stile Paity. Mercy on us! will serve your turn now, Madam Palty ? Trudge. But what does I do, but when Patty. Á due dignity and decorum, to be out my desk knife, that I usd to cut the qual

Sir Christopher intends Mr. Inkle, you with at home; met the monster, and sli know, for his son-in-law, and must receive his throat like a pen - The boar bled lite him in public form, (which can't be till to- pig. morrow morning) for the honour of his


Patty. Lord! Trudge, what a greal traveler vernorship: why the whole island will ring you are ! of it.

Trudge. Yes; I remember we fed on Trudge. The devil it will!

flitch for a week. Patty: Yes; they've talk'd of nothing but my Pally. Well, well; but the lady. mistress's beauty and fortune for these six Trudge. The lady? Oh, true. By and of weeks. Then be'll be introduced to the bride, we came to a cavé - a large hollow route

under-ground, like a warehouse in the As Trudge. O, my poor master!

phi-Well; there we were balf an bour, bu Patty. Then a public breakfast; then a pro- fore I could get bim to go in; there's no way cession; then, if nothing happens to prevent counting for fear, you know. At last, ir en it, he'll gel into church and be married in a went to a place hung round with skios, as crack.

might be a furrier's shop, and there was Trudge. Then he'll get into a damn'd scrape, line lady, snoring on a bow and arrows. in a crack. Ah! poor madam Yarico! My Patty. What, all alone? poor pilgarlic of a master, what will become Trudge. Eb!-No-no-Hum-She bad of him!

[Half aside. young lion by way of a lap-dog. Patly. Why, what's the matter with the Patty. Gemini; wbat did


do? booby?

Trudge. Gave her a jog, and she oper Trudge. Nothing, nothing--he'll be banga her eyes-she struck my master immediately for poli-bigamy.

Patty. Mercy on us! with what? Patty. Polly who?

Trudge. With her beauty, you ninos, Trudge. It'must out-Patty!

be sure: and they soon brought matters

bear. The wolves witness'd the contrac1) The clerks in London with their small, Jong, black

port-fulio under their arm, come to lie door withgare her away – The crows croak'd double rappresenting their bill, saying, Bill for and we had board and lodging for nothing payment," is the parly who is to pay the bill is noi! Patty. And this is she he has brongbt is present, or perhaps unprepared, the clerk is desired to i leave a direction," lihe address of the bearer of the

Trudge. The same. bill) and the bill must be taken up (paid) before 5 o' Patty. Well; and tell me, Trudge;—ske i

!!, the party is present;,llic question is “how pretty, you say-Is she fair or brown? or much?” a check is given and the clerk retires; 50 singularly Inconic are they, that seldom one word

Trudge. Um! she's a good comely copper more escapes them,

Patty. How! a tawney? 2) Turnstile is the name of an alley in Holborn – This

Trudge. Yes, quile dark; but very eleganti is a miserable pun.

like a Wedgwood tea-pot.


you know.





Patty. Ob! the monster! the filthy fellow ! given her distant hints of parting; but still, ive with a black-a-moor!

so strong her confidence in my affection, she Trudge. Why, there's no great harm in't, pratiles on without regarding me. Peor Yahope?

rico! I must nol-cannot quit her. When I Patty. Faugh! I wou'dn't let him kiss me would speak, her look, her mere simplicity or the world: he'd make my face all smully. disarms me: I dare not wound such'innos Trudgo. Zounds! you are mighty nice all cence. Simplicity is like a smiling babe; a sudden; but I'd have you to know, ma- which, to the ruflian, that would murder it, am Pally, that blackamoor ladies, as you call stretching its liule, naked, helpless arms, pleads, m, are some of the very few, whose com- speechless, its own cause. And yet Narcissa's exions never rub off! "Sbud, if they did, familyVows and I shou'd have changed faces by is time-But mum; not a word for your life.

Enter TRUDGE. Patty: Not I! except to the Governor and Trudge. There he is, like a beau bespeakmily: [Aside] But I'must run- n-and, remem-ing a coal-doubting which colour to chuse er, Trudge, if your master has made a mis- -sirke here, he has himself to thank for his Inkle. What now? ains.

[Exit. Trudge. Nothing unexpected, sir:- I hope Trudge. Pshaw! these girls are so plaguy you won't be angry. roud of their white and red! but I won't be Inkle. Angry! named out of Wows, that's flat. Master, to Trudge. I'm sorry for it: but I am come e sure, wbile we were in the forest, taught to give you joy, sir! arico lo read, with his pencil and pockel- Inkle. Joy !-of what? pok. What then? Wows comes on fine Trudge. A wise, sir; a white ore. I know d fast in her lessons. A little awkward at it will vex you, but Miss Narcissa means to st to be sure.-Ha! ha!-She's so used to make you happy, to-morrow morning. ed with her hands, that I can't get her to Inkle. To-morrow! at her victuals, in a gentcel, Christian way, Trudge. Yes, sir; and as I have been out r the soul of me; when she has stuck'a of employ, in both my capacities, lately, after orsel on her fork, she don't know how 10 I have dressed yonr bair, I may draw up the ide it; but pops up her knuckles to her marriage articles. outh, and the meat goes up to her ear. But, Inkle. Whence comes your intelligence,

malter-Alter all the fine, flashy London sir ? rls, Wowski's the wench for my money.

Trudge. Pally told me all that has passed A Clerk I was in London gay.

in the Governor's family, on the quay, sir.

Women, you know, can never keep, a secret. Jemmy linkum feedle,

You'll be introduced in form, with ibe whole And went in boots to see the play,

island to witness it.
Merry fiddlem tweedle.

Inkle. So public too?-Unlucky!
I march'd the lobby, twirld
Diddle, daddle, deedle;

Trudge. There will be nothing but rejoiThe girls all cry'd, "He's quite the kick. cings, in compliment to the wedding, she tells

me; all noise and uproar! Married people Oh, jemmy linkum secdle.

like it, they say. Hey! for America I sail,

Inkle. Strange! That I should be so blind Yankee doodle deedle;

lo my interest, as to be the only person this The sailor boys cry'd, “smoke his tail!" distresses! Jemmy linkum feedle.

Trudge. They are talking of nothing else On English belles I turn'd my back,

but the match, it seems. Diddle daddle decdle;

Inkle. Confusion! How can I, in honour, And got a foreign Fair, quite Black, retract? O iwaddle, iwaddle, iweedle!

Trudge. And the bride's merilsYour London girls, with roguish trip

Inkle. True! - A fund of merils!-I would

nol-but from necessity - a case so nice as Wheedle, wheedle, wbeedle,

this-I-would not wish to retract. May boast their pouting under-lip, Fiddle, faddle, feedle.

Trudge. Then they call her so handsome.

Inkle. Very true! so handsome! the whole My Wows wou'd beat a bundred such, Diddle, daddle, deddle,

world would laugh at me: they'd call it solly

to retract. Whose upper-lip pouts twice as much,

Trudge. And then they say so much of O, prelty double wheedle!

her fortune. Rings I'll buy to deck her toes;

Inkle. O death! it would be madness to Jemmy linkum seedle;

retract. Surely, my faculties have slept, and A feather line shail grace her nose: this long parting, from my Narcissa, has bluntWaving siddle seedle.

ed my sense of her accomplishments. 'Tis With jealousy I ne'er shall burst; this alone makes me so weak and wavering. Who'd steal my bone of bone-a ? I'll see her inmediately.

[Going. A while Othello, I can trust

Trudge. Stay, stay, sir; I am desired to A dingy Desdemona.

(Exit. tell you, the Governor won't open bis gales

to us till to-morrow morning, and is now SCENE II.- A Room in the Crown.

making preparations to receive you at breakEnter Inkle.

fast, with all the honours of matrimony. Inkle. I know not wbat to think I have Inkle. Well, be it so; it will give me

my slick,

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