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cheek-who dares, by flattery, to corrupt herl. Mrs. Rev. I'm delighted to hear it; -we innocent heart - dares it with his life! nofknow 'tis the only bappiness life affords. rank shall shelter, no place protect him. Y. Rev. He's mad. That casket is for a vulgar

Y. Rev. And this threat is meant to fall- siggling chit. 'Tis a bulse for a princess; he'll Frank. Wherever justly it may light.

ruin us, my dear! Y. Rev. Insolent! make way!

Mrs Rev. Then you ought to be much ob[Pushes him Buck. liged to him, my dear! for it will save you a Frank. A blow, that makes us equal! and, great deal of trouble. by the rights of manhood, thus I repel- Y. Rev. And you think it a good joke?

she's as mad as he is! Enter Old Revel. Old Rev. Hold! is this your gratitude ? Has Enter Dexter and a Servant, with a Letter, be not saved your parent?

which he gives to Mrs. REVEL. Frank. Need I say how I venerate that title ? Dex. Sir, your crew are singing out for Old Rev. I am a parent.

you: the good ship Rover and the rest of the Frank. Sir, I will remove the cause of your fleet are getting under weigh: all tight and alarm! Yet,- -a blow!-Pardon my distraction trim for the race. --pily the desolation of this heart—indeed, it Y. Rev. I wish they were all in the Dead is a broken one! Mother, I come! [Erit

. Sea.

[ Aside Old Rev. Poor fellow! he shall not suffer Y. Rev. Five thousand to four I name the long, for mercy shall temper justice. [Wi-winner. ping away a Tear, then suddenly recovering Old Rev. Five thousand to four! I blush for his Vivacity] Well, my boy, have you got him. the promise?

Dex. Sir, they wait. Y. Rer. Safe.

Y. Rev. Well, I must commit this last act Old Rev. Wbere?

of folly. Come, my faithful fellow, attend Y. Rev. llere!

[Producing it. your master. Old Rev. Thank you. [1'aking it suddenly] Dex. [Bowing to Old Revel] I will, Sir. And now I may own, (spare the soft effusion) Old Rev. Do you want my servant

, Ned? -that I love-I adore the fascinating Fanny!

Y. Rev. Your servant? What have you

de-Oh, I could mousel her like an old tiger; serted me, you ungrateful— ? hug her like a boa constrictor!

Old Rev. Ob fie!-should serving the father Y. Reo. [Astonished] You, Sir!-you love? offend the son ? -'sdeath, have I been calering for my old Y. Rev. Sir, I-1--plagues! torments! dad's dainty palate ?

[Rushes out Old Rev. Oh, that ruffles you!--at him again! Old Rev. Ha! ha! I'll be after you, my boy [ Aside] Look' here, Ned! [ Displaying a -"pursue the triumph, and partake the gale." splendid casket of Jewels) you are a judge I mean to carry the prize: have procured the of diamonds—a simple offering to the girl of fleetest boat: bave not doubled the Cape for

nothing. I'll show these duckpond dandies ) 'Y. Rev. By all that's splendid, a dower for how to hand, reef, and steer. But hey-day a duchess!

child, you look agitated? Old R. That frightens you !--at him again! Mrs. Rev. Dear Sir, my brother's domestic

[Aside. sorrows weigh on my heart. By this letter I Y. Rev. Surely, my dear father, such a pre- learn that Lady Stanmore threatens a separasent to a mere rustic

tion. I hope that may be prevented. Old Rev. Would be preposterous !--but to Old Rev. And hope she'll put her threats your father's wife, Ned':-[ Aside] That will into execution. I'll go directly and brew misfinish him.

chief. I'll out-croak Miss Raven: they sball Y. Rev. Wife!—furies! ruin! your wife?-part.

[Firmly

. marry at your years?

Mrs. Rev. And destroy my brother! oid Rev. I've been a sad fellow, I own; Old Rev. Save him! secure his felicity! Lady but having now arrived at years of discretion-Stanmore will never know the value of do

[Examining the Diamonds. mestic happiness till she has lost it: she will Y. Rec. Consider, venerable Sir, you are of then find that female domination is wretched an age

slavery; und that the silken tie- the silver links oid Reo. [Still looking at the Jewels] Oh! that chain the heart of woman to a worthy I don't deny I'm of age.

husband, is ber noblest ornament—her crown Y. Rev. She is very young.

of triumph. Old Rev. I hope so.

Der. (Advancing] I beg pardon, Sir

, but Y. Rev. And may refuse—be cruel! the artists and ministers of the toilet wait your

Old Rev. Cruel? don't libel the sex. I've commands. I left them in congress; for the heard indeed of cruel beauties, but never yet reigning fashions are threatened with a sudden found the icy bosom I could not melt, or the revolution; and a council of tailors is now irresistible that could resist me.

determining the legitimate length of the pan

taloon. Enter MRS. Revel.

Old Rev. [With mock dignity] Say to the

1) Dandy, a Gentleman, who, when once got into his fsY. Rev. Oh my dear wife, here's the devil shionable cloathes, can neither bend, more, nor walk. pay!

without being in an exac! perpendicular, on account Old Rev. [ Aside] That is, I'm to pay.

of his stays, so that he must trust to the philantbraps

of his fellow-creatures for picking any thing up frost Y. Rev. Such an event! he is going to marry. the ground if he wants it,

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GROWY CHILDREN

! Mrs. Rev. I'm delighted a bez tis ofknow 'tis the only bappiness on

Y. Rev. He's mad. That cake siggling chit. Tis a bulse for a ruin us, my dear!

Mrs Rev. Then you ough 19 liged to him, my dear for i vi er great deal of trouble. Y. Rev. And you think it a

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we

Enter Dexter and a Servari, ati:
which he gives to Mus

. Bez Der. Sir, your crew are so you: the good ship Rover and was ileet are getting under Weig? trim for the race.

Y. Reo. I wish they were al or
Sea.

Y. Rev. Five thousand to leelo
winner.

Old Rev. Five thousand to for!! him.

Der. Sir, they wait.

Y. Reo. Well, I must comni u of folly. Come, my faithful lelor

your master.

Der. [Bowing to Old Revel
Old Rev. Do you want my sent

Y. Rev. Your servant? What Le serted me, you ungrateful-?

Old Rco. Ob fie!-should see offend the son?

Y. Rev. Sir, 1-1-plagues! terms

SCENB 2.)
A SCHOOL FOR GROWN CHILDREN.

635 tailors, I attend their board; and take care, Old Rev. There let him slay: [Bluntly] ah, Dexter, that my drapery is exquisitely filted. madam, I see the effects of last night's agiLet the anatomy of my figure be fully dis- tation,-am grieved—but not surprised. Oh played; the busi ample; and the swell of the these husbands! these husbands! but I am talower muscles well 'defined.

king an unwarrantable liberty. Dex. Rely on my care.

[Exit. Lady Stan. Dear sir, your feelings do you ou Reo. For do you hear; if I can get into bonour: your soothing sympathymy clothes, I certainly won't have them. Old Rev. Lady Stanmore, I am a man, alMrs. Rev. Hla! ha!

inost ashamed of being one: are all tyOld Rev. Oh dear! Oh dear! But while all ranls and bullies! but if women will not emis artificial, why not transform me into some-ploy those irresistible weapons nature bas thing young and stylish? Have we not pearl armed them with, (and which are most puispowder for the pimpled, and cosmetics for the sant in Lady Stanmore) [Bowing] they must cadaverous ? Have we not unguents, for re- be content io remain the slaves of these bomoving beards from the chins of dowagers, badil bashaws. and Macassar oil for placing them on the lips. Lady Slan. The very words my dear Miss of boys ? Have we not stockings for legs with- Raven has used. out calves, stays for calves without beads, and Old Rev. Then she must be an amiable, wigs for heads without brains? and is not the well-meaning woman. mind as artificial as the body? Have we not Lady Stan. In her absence, sir, may. I reladies' lips, that can smile or poul at com- quest the honour of your confidence? the bemand? necks that can bend without humility? nefit of your experience? You bave been more arms that can embrace without sincerity ? and than once married ? false bosoms that conceal falser hearts?

Old Rev. Two wives, madanı: killed them

[Exeunt. both: no spirit, or they might have led me Scene II.-- A Breakfast-rooin at SIR AR- and died.

like a muzzled bear; but they adored, drooped, THUR STAN MORe's;

on one side the Stage, a Table with tea Equipage.

Lady Stan. I own I love Sir Arthur.

Old Rev. Then prove it.
Enter LADY STANMORE.

Lady Stan. slow?
Lady Stan. Sir Arthur nothere yet? Heigho! Old Reo. By curing him of his tyranny.
wbat a miserable woman I am! I've kept my Lady Stan. In what way?
room till noon to make him suppose I've slept Old Rev. By leaving, bim.
profoundly, though I have not closed my Lady Stan. (Elated] 'Tis my fixed deter-
weary eyes. Ob, there's his servant. Randal! mination-I'ın delighted you approve niy plan.

Yes, I will leave him.
Enter RANDAL.

Old Rev. [Smiling] No you won't.
Does Sir Arthur know breakfast waits ?

Lady Stan. Why?
Ran. Sir Arthur has breakfasted.

Old Rev. He won't let

you.
Lady Stan. Indeed!

Lady Stan. Do you think not? what a tri-
Ran. [-Aside] Alas! he tasted nothing. umph! [Exulting] I'll put him to the test
Lady Stan. Then why don't you order directly.
coffee? stay! where is your master?

Old Rev. The sooner the better. Adieu!
Ran. In his library, madam.

Lady Stan. But, sir, if he should-'tis a Lady Stan. (With an.ciety] Is he much foolish fear, perhaps--but-if-he-should not agitated, Randal?

prevent-my-leaving him.
Ran. [Surprised] Agitated, madam? Old Rev. Then, madam, honour my house
Lady Stan. [Sharply) What is he doing? by your residence-my equipage by your em-
Ran. Reading, my lady.

ployment-my fortune by your acceptance.
Lady Stan. How long has he been reading ?)' Lady Stan. Kind, true friend!
Ran. All the morning:

Old Rev. That I am!

(Aside.
Lady Stan. Impossible! What did you say Lady Stan. My trunks are corded.
when he inquired for me?

Old Rev. Bravo!
Ran. He did not inqudme for you, my lady. Lady Stan. They sball he brought here!

Lady Stan. [With' vexation] Oh, very then-
well:- Not inquire for me? Take away those Old Rev. [Aside] Out you go. [Gun fired
things.

at a distance] A signal for me to crowd sail Ran: I thought you ordered coffee. and get aboard—"then seize the helm, and steer Lady Stan. You thought? [Pettishly] Take to victory."

[Exit. them away. [Exit Randal, removing tea

Enter RANDAL. Equipage] The world combines to torment Lady Stan. Randal! come hither; accept me: 'Miss Raven promised to be here, but she this token of my respect. I may not see you

again, old man. [Giving Purse] In a few [Gate-bell rings.]

minutes I leave this house for ever. Ah! here she is! how apropos!--[Running Ran. Leave the house!-no-no, indeed towards the Entrance] Oh my kind friend! no such thing

Lady Stan. How dare you take that liberty? Enter Old REVEL.

Ran. Indeed, lady, you take more liberty Old Rev. May I hope to be honoured by with me: you have no right to make me mithat envied title?

serable. Lady Stan. [Curtseying] Sir Arthur is in Lady Stan. Silence! and tell your master I his library, sir.

must speak with him instantly.

Old Rev. Ha! ba! I'll be after our -"pursue the triumph, and para: I mean to carry the prize: bare me fleetest boat: bare not doubled nothing. I'll show these dudporu a how to hand, reef, and steer

. Bus child, you

look agitated? Mrs. Rev. Dear Sir, my brothers a sorrows weigh on my heart

. BB: learn that Lady Stanmore threates i tion. I hope that may be prerea

Old Reo. And I hope shell petite into execution. I'll go directly and his chief. I'll out-croak Miss Kaiser

part.

Mrs. Rev. And destros mor brzine

Old Rep. Save him! secure bisferio Stanmore will never know the Tax mestic happiness till she has best to then find that female domination is slavery; und that the silken tic the site chat chain the heart of wonenti husband, is ber noblest ornames-> of triumph.

Der. (Advancing] I beg parkas he artists and ministers of the icekels commands. I left them in congres reigning fashions are revolution; and a council of taler determining the legitimate length it aloon.

Old Rev. [With mock disney 1) Dandy, a Gentlemer, sko, lea eszem!

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Ran, Ah, lady, where will yon find hap-1 In the Pavilions are Tables luxuriously piness?

furnished.The Back of the Scene is a Lady Stan. Any where but here.

marine View.-A Band of Music is playRan. I'm sure I would rather cry here iban ing.Company are seated in the Pavilia laugh any where else.

Servants attending with RefreshLady Stan, Obey me, Sir, and order those monts. — Mrs. Revel doing the Honours trunks to be brought in. [Randal beckons of the Fete. - Huzzas behind,-4 Gun is Servants, who enter with Trunks] Now, Ob- fired. stinacy, dear tutelary spirit of my sex, sup

Enter Jonathan. port me through this trial !--He's coming. Jon. Madam, the fleet has doubled the point, [Collecting her Fortitude. the yachts are in sight.

(Å dressed Ship is at anchor, towards Enter SIR ARTHUR.

which are steering the prize Yachts, altended Sir Arth. Randal! return that book to its by Steamers and numerous Boats gaily proper shelf. [Seeing the Trunks, starts-looks equipped; when the first passes the Ship anxiously at Lady Stanmore, but recovers at anchor - Guns are fired— Cheers are his Composure] Why do these trunks en-heard— The Band plays “Rule Britannia.") cumber this apartment? Lady Stan. Neither the trunks nor their pro

Enter Dexter out of Breath. prietor will long encumber it: put them to Der. Madam! Madam! your husband is the carriage.

defeated, distanced, obliged to give in: he is Sir Arth. [.Aside]!ndeed! Manhood, be firm. come on shore in a terrible storm; but as I

Ran. To the carriage, my lady? Master- don't fancy these land breezes, l'll run into not -- not to the ---

harbour.

[Exit

. Sir Arth. (Calmly] Don't you hear your

Enter Young REVEL. lady's orders? [Trunks are borne out. Exit Randal, following.

Y. Rev. Beat! disgraced! Bungling blockLady Stan. Is it possible? [A ide] Oh, dear, head! dolt! idiot! What, to be last, when

even to be first is a folly, a gewgaw, a loy! Sir Arth. My servant, madam, informed me, but if ever again I – Ah, Constance! you've you wish to see me. ! instantly obeyed your heard, I suppose ? but, hey day! here's a dissummons, and now wait your commands. play, to celebrate my defeat, no doubt.

Lady Stan. My commands! Don't insult me, Mrs. Rev. 'Tis very stylish, is it not? Sir Aribur. I have borne insults enough: onc Y. Rev. Why, wise, have you lost all sense more I must bear; that of being turned out of prudence? Such an expense! of your house a beggar.

Mrs. Rev. Never mind the expense; but Šir Arth. Lady Stanmore! as this may be welcome the guests, my dear! our last conference, it would be but decent to Y. Rev. But they are not welcome, my dear! let truth preside at it. You turn yonrself out. Mrs. Rev. Nonsense! Come, my jolly tar"), As to maintenance-name your wishes, and, in, in, and refit; there's every thing in proon my honour, my signature shall follow the fusion. demand.

Y. Rev. I dare say there is. Lady Stan. I dare say you will grudge no Mrs. Rev. Oh! the fortunate victor is landed, expense to get rid of me; but I won't accept I see. Do you know who he is ? a farthing. I have friends that are not weary Y. Rev. I don't know the fellow: some ex

I must go, or I shall faint. [Aside) travagant puppy heedlessly sailing into the Sir Arthur Stanmore, if you have any thing vortex of ruin! to add, this is the moment. [Pause] Nothing? Mrs. Rev. Whoever he is, I, as patroness

Sir Arth, Only, Harriet, a sincere and heart of your fèle, must receive him with polite refelt wish that you may find that happiness spect. it has not been 'my good fortune to secure to Y. Rev. [Sullenly] I suppose you must. you.

[Bows. Lady Stan. Barbarian ! I - Farewell!"

Enter in Procession Sailors bearing Flags

[Rushes out. Peasants in their holyday Clothes, decoSir Arth. [Walking about agitated) She

rated with blue Ribbons-the Crew of the will u9t-must not go. Randal! Randal! re

Yacht handsomely equipped-Girls dresscall

ed with Garlands, bearing a small PlalEnter RANDAL.

form decorated with miniature Flags, on

which is placed the Prize-cup-the ProWhat noise is that?

cession closed by OLD Revel in a dandy Ran, The carriage driving off.

naval Costume -- the Company boa he Sir Arth. Are you certain ?

salutes them in passing-Shouts. Ran. You may see it leaving the avenue, Sir Arth. I cannot see it

. (Covering his the pleasure to congratulate you on your vic

Mrs. Rev. [Takes the Prize-cup] | bave Face] 'Tis done! My wife, gone? Kan. Dear master, be comforted.

tory, and to present its splendid reward. Sir Arth. Do not speak, old man; follow me

[Presenting the Cup, which Old Revel

receives, and hands it to his Boatswain. to my room. Hush! I thought I heardStrikes his Forehead and exit, Randal

Y. Rev. Though a stranger and a rival, following:

must express my admiration of vour skill, and

-Eh-your-Why-No, it can'ın Scent III.—The Stage is occupied by Pa- Old Reo. Yes it can.

Vy, Eddard! don't vilions with silk Draperies and Flags.

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you know your own natural father, because Frank. [Faintly smiling] Broke! only my he's new rigged, and has boisted a caxon ??) own heart, mother. Y. Rev. You, Sir, pretend

Dame. Your heart? [Commandingly] Frank Old Rev. And you pretend to sail a boat Ryeland, how came you by that money? against me, that can steer into a musquito's Frank. Our landlord, Mr. Revel, was kind

enough to advance it. Y. Rev. And so I am indebted to you for Dame. Bless him! bless him! [Frank stri

kes his Forehead] Why do you sigh so heaOld Rev. I'm sure I'm indebted to you for vily? Why start so? my victory: Y. Rev. A dear victory !--if I may judge by

Enter FANNY BLOOMLY. the extravagant

Fanny. Oh cruel forsworn man! He has Old Rev. Oh! cost lots of shiners; 2) hardly basely deserted me. got a shotleft in the locker; 7)—but 'tiś whole- Frank. Nay, Fanny: some; and who knows but I may live twenty: Fanny. You can't deny it

. The wicked

payears the longer for't? So you would grudge per is signed by your barbarous hand. Yes, expense, Ned?

Dame, he has forsaken me for the lucre of Y. Rev. Certainly not; I begin to feel what gain. an inconsiderate ass I've been.

Dame. What! were these the terms? Give Old Rev. [ Aside Ha! ha! Brought him on her up, to save me? Cruel boy! to suppose a his beam-ends 4). But I say, messmate, why mother's happiness could be built on her child's so molancholy? You seem as much out of misery, your element as a grampus on a gravel walk. Frank. Never mind me; think of yourself. Rouse up, my hearty! and take a bit of backy. Dame. Myself? you are myself; Ob, len [Opening a large Tobacco-box] No? then thousand times dearer than myself! you don't know the staff of life. But avast!

[Throws herself into a Chair. avast! tho': while we are sarving out this pa- Fanny. [Sobbing) I'm sure, Mr. Ryeland, laver, the sports are taken aback. Ya! boy! if I wanted lovers, I need not cry about that. Boatswain ! pipe all hands, and clear decks Dame. [Rising] What's to be done? for a dance; and do you hear? let it be elegant.! Fainy. I forgot: Old Mr. Revel ordered us Boats. A reel, my commander ?

to be at the Hall. Old Rev. A reel, you lubber? You can dance Dame. Come, then, my children, we must that when you are drunk; which we must obey; and frank, mind you are submissive soon be, as in duty bound. No; get ready to your landlord. your grapplers; make prize of a full comple-! Frank. Submissive! He struck me. ment of pretty wenches; form two lines a- Dame.[Endeavouring to contain her Rage] head, and manoeuvre a country dance; and Struck you! well! then, to do the genteel thing, finish with a Frank. His father interposed. I respected hornpipe.

bis presence, and left the house. A Country dance ; ofter which a Girl dan- Dame. [Calmly] Good boy, you did right.

ces a Hornpipe. Old Revel enjoys it; Yes, yes, I'm thankful it ended so. A blow? fidgets about; at last joins her in the Insulied my broken-hearted son? Then I'll Dance Scene drops.

face him, and see if he'll strike me. Come,

my dears! I hope my, poor wits will hold. ACT V.

Struck you? I'll go to him. [Exeunt. Scene I.-DAME RYeland's Cotlage.-DAME SCENE II.-A Saloon at Young Revel's. RYELAND discoverod at the Window.-She

Enter Buttercup in a splendid Livery: curtseys and nods.

Butter. [ Admiring his Person] If this don't Enter JIANNAH.

beat cock-lighting, I'll be shot. But what's beDame. Well, Hannah! are our neighbours come of old moster? However, that's no affair, assembled ? Are they impatient?

of mine ; for if he wants me, 'tis his business Han. Oh no, they said they were sure you to look for me. would not wrong !hem of a penny. Drine. Heaven knows I would not But

Enter 01.] Revel, fushionably dressed. what will they say, if Frank fail in getting Old Reo. So, this is fashionable ease! Was the money? And how can he succeed ?-where ever unfortunate old gentleman so trussed up raise such a sum? 'Tis impossible. I had better and spitled! But if the father's follies can teach go and own the truth. 'Tis a sharp trial, but the son wisdom, I'd become emperor of the I must meet it.

dandies. I should like a pinch of snuff if I

could get at it. [Endeavours to find his Pockets. Enter FRANK.

Bulter. A stranger! Now to show my sbaFrank. [Exultingly) My father's debts are pes.

[Bows. paid ; my mother's mind is at peace.

Old Rev. [They approach] Why Bobby? Dame. No, Frank! Nor can it be, till she ha! ha! knows more, Look at me! you bave not used Butter. Why, is it master? He! he! What dishonest means? You have not broke- a comical concern they have made of him! 1) A wif. Our readers will remember the old barber in

Drabbit it, Squire, if we were to go home in Walier Scoli's Antiqnary.

these clothes, how old Blucher ?) would sa2) Silver pieces,

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Butter. Hugely. Swinging on a gate all day more divorces than conjugal fidelity.-In a is nothing to it.

word, nations are indebted to it for peace, Old Rev. And bave you thrown about your and refined society for its existence ! money ?

Y. Rev. You are an able advocale, madam Butter. Sown it broadcast.

Mrs. Rev. Your insincere praise proves, at Old Rev. Bravo! away! for here's my con- least, I have gained a convert. federate. Waste your time how you like. Y. Rev. I love sincerity.

Butter. I will, with all diligence. He! he! Mrs. Rev. So do I, but it is not a garment He'd be worth his weight in gold stuck up in for everyday's wear and tear, being formal, a cherry orchard; but, bless him, be has a starch, and plebeian. good heart.

[Exit. Old Rev. When do you put it on ? Enter Mrs. REVEL.

Mrs. Rev. In the solemn hour of devotion

in the privacy of wedded love — for the reMrs. Reo. [Walking round Old Revel] ception of real friendship-[bowing to Old ReExquisite! the concentrated essence of supreme vel] I wear it now. bon ton

Old Rev. But, zounds, we are becoming Old Rev. Nay, don't laugh. Where's Ned? moral!

Mrs. Reo. Studying the multiplication-table, Y. Rev. And very becoming it is. and projecting plans of economy, more absurd, Old Rev. That's more than your coat is: if possible, than his schemes of extravagance: the collar is too low, my dear boy! there, he's coming, most dutifully, to admonish his (arranging it] that's better, father.

Y. Rev. My dear sir, I have left off the Old Rev. Hush! he's here.

fancy for theseEnter Young Revel and Jonathan, with the gloves?), I hope ?

old Rev. Left off the fancy! but you've got

[Sparring at him. Books. Y. Rev. Jonathan, where's the book I or

Enter JonATHAN. dered ? [Taking a Book] Dr. Franklin! great Jon. One of your honour's tenants waits. political economist! [Reads] "Early to bed, Y. Rev. Indeed! (with importance) nobody and early to rise, makes a man healthy, weal- must wait for me: I'll go immediately. thy, and wise.” I'll get that by heart.” “Take Old Rev. Their time is valuable. care of your shillings - guineas take care of Y. Rev. Not more than mine, I assure you. themselves." That golden rule I'll double down Pardon my leaving you, sir,—but business must for my improvident father. I must look into be minded.

[Exeunt Y. Rev.and Jonathan. his afsfairs.

Old Rev. Ha! ha! [Returns Jonathan the Book, who goes off. Mrs. Reo. 'Tis the mother of young Rye

Old Rev. (To Mrs. Revel] How kind, to land: she will not spare him. do for me, what he never did for himself! Old Rev. I hope not; for nothing will cure

Y.Reo. [Looking at Old Revel] My father, him but his sounding the bass string of huin that dress!

mility, and draining the chalice to its bitterest Old Rev. [Alarmed] What's the matter dregs. But here comes my blusbing darling, with it? If any thing is out of taste I shall Fanny! Now to rouse her vanity-try ber fifaint! Call back the tailors !

delity-and if she comes pure from the ordeal, Y. Rev. Oh no, they have done quile enough. then bless her with the man of her heart. See [With Solemnity) I have been reflecting on how I'll play the young lover. my past life, my father! oid Rev. [In the same Tone) You have

Enter Fanny BLOOMLY. done quite right, my son! take a pinch.- Fanny. Oh! good venerable old gentleman!

[Presenting Snuff-box. Mrs. Rev. Rather an awkward beginning! Y. Rev. And 'tis high time for me to bave

[To Old Revel done with levity.

Fanny. I would beg, but my poor heart beats Old Rev. It is indeed, Ned! La, la, la, la ! so

[Attempts waltzing with Mrs. Revel. Old Rev. So does mine. You were no doubt Y. Rco. How can you, Constance, lend thinking of my passion—my sighs-, [you. yourself to such absurdity? I thought you a Fanny. Indeed, sir, I was not thinking about reasonable woman.

Old leo. You'll make me wretched, Fanny! Mrs. Rev. A reasonable woman! My love, Fanny. Never mind that, sir. don't propagate such a report, or I shall be Old Rev. And, then, I must leave you. supposed to have lost my senses.

Fanny. Thank you, sir. Oh, madam!
Y. Rev. Come—this folly is assumed! I de-

[Running to Mrs. Revel. test dissimulation !

Mrs. Rev. Be comforted: I'll love you. Mrs. Rev. Detest disssimulation? Would Fanny. Will you, lady? ah, but then what you, with Gothic sternness, break the bonds signifies your love compared to my dear Frank's? of civilized society ? 'Tis the school of mutual Old Řev. Bless her constant beart! I can instruction, where faithless husbands learn pru- withhold no longer: I'll give ber the promise. dence and uxoriousness, and vixen wives 10 - [Takes out paper] Fanny, I here offer you lisp my duck and my deary: where lawyers a settlement that will make you as happy as pretend to quarrel, and dociors to agree. Dis- a princess. simulation is the cementer of new friendships, Fanny. I won't have it - I had rather pot and the tinker ') of old ones: it makes more be as happy as a princess. matches than mutual attachment, and prevents

1) Boxers are called gentlemen of the Fancy; and olid Mender.

Revel is thus made guilty of a miserable pan.

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