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Scene V.-- The Admiral's House, Enter Sir William, Miss JULIA, Mrs. Rachel, YOUNG

Manly, and MR. WELFORD. Sir Will. I am overjoyed at your safety, Julia; but yet your leaving me

Mrs. Rach. Nay, Sir William, if the step your daughter took was imprudent, who forced her to it? Who was it that compelled her to seek an uncertain refuge among strangers ?

Sir Will. 'Sdeath, madam, what had my conduct to do with her disobedience? 'Tis true, Lord Dartford's proposals to Miss Herbert render him unworthy my alliance; but is not this man a plebeian-a fellow of yesterday?

Wel. Here, sir, you must allow me the liberty of observing, that Mr. Manly's recent services to your daughter, which you have just heard, merit a more liberal return.

Sir Will. That's very true, indeed-very true-I am sorry, indeed. I beg you ten thousand pardons, upon my word, sir.

Win. Where, where is she? (Runs to JULIA.

Sir Will. 'Gad, I must retrieve my dignity in time, or William will be in a tremendous fury—I say, sir, for any thing I know, you may be a very good sort of person,

but you will excuse me if I decline disgracing my family by a connection with one of your condition.

Win. What's that?

Sir Will. I say, young gentleman, you have done my family a service-I acknowledge it-I am grateful for it-but

Win. Nay, sir, now let me interpose. I have long been sensible of Mr. Manly's merits, and have placed myself in the way of the accomplishment of his wishes from causes, which at this moment I feel no delight in contemplating.

Sir Will. Why, what's all this? Why, William, is it you ? Are you sure it is you?

Win. If identity depends upon the mind, sir, I glory in saying it is not—but, permit me to tell you, sir, we have been too long unjust'to the merit of Mr. Manly, and to the preference of the unhappy Julia—besides, sir, after what has happened it will be necessary, even to the pride of your house, that an immediate union should take place between Julia and Mr. Manly.

Sir Will. Well, if the necessity of the case forbids the possibility of a choice, I desire it to be understood I give my free consent.

Y. Man. Do you hear this, my Julia ? Pardon me; but can I be blamed if I am astonished into audacious hope? Julią. Do not, Mr. Manly, renew a solicitation that

tend to plunge me into the guilt of disobedience a second time.


Enter Old Manly, Miss Manly, and Miss HERBERT.

0. Mun. Mrs. Cleveland, you will excuse an impatient set of people who have too much affection for that inconsiderate fellow there, but hearing something of a skirnish here, in which he had borne a part, we could not resist a kind of curiosity to know the particulars. I would have come by myself, but though my wife was too much frightened to be able to stir abroad, my daughter was too much alarmed to be able to stay at home, and so here we are together.

Win. You are heartily welcome, sir, and I hope we shall all be better friends before we part.

Wel. [To Miss Manly.] Dare I hope, now, that my Emma has dismissed her doubts ?

Miss Man. Name them not, dear Mr. Welford, I beseech



Enter ADMIRAL CLEVELAND. Adm. Why, Hollo, Rachel!-What's all this? There was I gone to attend the examination of that smuggling dog Larron, and the woman he lives with, for receiving stolen goods, when in comes a hue and cry


me, with a Canterbury tale of your being run away withI confess I did not give much credit to that part of the story, because thinks I, an old maid, whatever


be the value of her lading, is a sort of neutral vessel, that all nations, to do them justice, hold very sacred from attack. I am glad to see you all at my house. Well, Sir William, may an old seaman, who boasts no larger store of arms than the short allowance which, nature gave him, presume to strike hands with a man whose ancestry bore command while Noah was a midship

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Sir Will. I don't very well understand the intention of your speech, admiral, but your kindness to my daughter spoke a language that could not be misinterpreted. I hope you'll excuse our breaking in upon you in this manner.

Enter O'DONNEL. Who sent for


sir? O'Don. An plase your honour they have secured the smart little gantleman below, that made such a dirdum about miss and we want to know what


honour intends to do wid him? Whether your honour wou'd give bim de liberty to be set in de stocks, or wou'd like better that he shou'd take a pritty little walk in de horsepond, your honour.

Sir Will. Who is it the fellow means ?
Y. Man. Lord Dartford, I suppose.

Win. Oh, let him go—[Exit O'Donnel.] you cannot punish him-he is above your ridicule--for he is below your contempt. 0. Man. But, I say,

admiral Adm. Well, my friend.



0. Man. I was only going to say, that as this lord cannot but feel himself at this juncture in a sort of an awkward kind of a taking, it would be good-natured in you, and I am sure very agreeable to the company, to go to him and give him a little of your comfort-he's only vex'd now at his disappointment—but go to him, worthy admiral-do-and console him into perfect misery.

Adm. Nay, my worthy friend, no more of that, I beseech you, it was only a small splice of forecastle merriment—the last faculty an old seaman parts with is a little sort of a sneaking fondness for a joke—and as it is often the only comfort that sticks to him after a life of service, it would be hard to deprive him of that.

0. Man. So, when you are no longer fit for duty, you kindly turn the bulk into a tender, and make it a crazy receptacle for forced jokes, and pressed witticisms. Well, I forgive you.

Adm. [To Old Manly.] Thank you, thank you— and now, Manly, I give you joy.

0. Man. Eh !-what-joy !-I entreat you my good friend-joy from you

Adm. Nay, I am serious now-I heartily congratulate on the approaching happiness, I hope, of this wicked, honest fellow of a son of your's—the conduct of this lord has brought him into the wind of my favour again -well, they may say what they will about the degeneracy of the times, and the falling off of our morals, and all that; but, to my thinking, we improve in every thing except in fighting, and in that, though we may equal, d-n me, if we can better, the good old model of our forefathers. I remember in my younger years, there were some few scattered remnants of such chaps as his lordship-some remains of your old school of beaux, who had been the insects of the former century, and which I had hoped were all extinct by this time; who, like him, were showy and dangerous, fitter for manæuvering than action, and more gaudy in their

tackle, than sound in their bottom-whereas, for ought I see, the striplings of these days, like this pickle Manly, have all the gaiety of their predecessors, with not a quarter of their foppery; and with less vice in their hearts, have more nature in their follies.

(Miss WINGrove advances. Julia. I can deny nothing, madam, to the kind eloquence of such an advocate, the more so, when all powerful as it is, it receives some small assistance, I fear, from the persuasions of my own


now, Manly, may a poor, persecuted fugitive hope at last for a happy asylum from the severities of her fortunes ? Shall I trust myself again to the precarious direction of so fickle a guide? Yes, I will trust, most confidently trust thee, for where there is generosity as the foundation of virtue in a man's nature, the memory of a woman's sorrows will secure her against a repetition of the cause of them, nor with such a mind, can her affection fondly bestowed ever be quite hopeless of a return.

Y. Man. Dearest Julia, I will not injure either my gratitude, or my love, by any attempt to convey them through the feeble vehicle of words—let my life speak the sincerity of my repentance, and the homage of my devoted affection: and as for that vice in particular which has protracted my happiness, and, but for the generous kindness of your brother, might have intercepted it for ever, I renounce it the end of my lifeI abjure it-no never shall I offend by intemperance again. Unless Julia. Unless, Maniy ! Win. Unless, Mr. Manly!

Y. Man. Unless one favouring smile from this company should burry us all into an unexpected excessman intemperance of Honest GRATITUDE.


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