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A TRAGEDY, IN FIVE ACTS.-BY EDWARD MOORE.
Char. Has he not undone you?-0! this perni-
cious vice of gaming!--(Rises.). But, methinks,
his usual hours of four or five in the morning might MRS. BEVERLEY and CHARLOTTE discovered, have contented him; it was misery enough to wake seated.
for bim till then: need he have staid out all night? Mrs. B. Be comforted, my dear; all may be well I shall learn to detest him. yet. And now, methinks, the lodgings begin to Mrs. B. Not for the first fault. He never slept look with another face. O sister, sister! if these from me before. were all my hardships; if all I had to complain of Char. Slept from you! No, no, his nights havo were no more than quitting my house, servants, nothing to do with sleep. How has this one vice equipage, and show, your pity would be weakness. driven him from every virtue ! Nay, from his Char. Is poverty nothing, then ?
affections too! The time was, sister Mrs. B. Nothing in the world, if it affected only Mrs. B. And is. I have no fear of his affections, me. While we had a fortune, I was the happiest 'Would I knew that he were safe. (Rises.) of the rich : and now, 'tis gone, give me but a baro Char. From ruin and his companions—but that's subsistence, and my husband's smiles, and I'll be impossible. His poor little boy, too! What must the happiest of the poor. Why do you look at become of him ? me?
Mrs. B. Why, want shall teach him industry. Char. That I may hate my brother.
From his father 8 mistakes he shall learn prudence, Mrs. B. Do not talk so, Charlotte.
and from his mother's resignation, patience. PoNo. 1-THE BRITISH DRAMA.
verty has no such terrors in it as you imagine. when he died, he bequeathed me to his son. I have There's po condition of life, sickness, and pain been fajthful to him too. excepted, where happiness is excluded. The hus Mrs. B. I know it, I know it, Jarvis. bandman, who rises early to his labour, enjoys Jar. I am an old man, madam, and have nots more welcome rest at night for it; his home hap- long time to live. I asked but to have died with pier; his family dearer; his enjoyments surer. him, and he dismissed me. The sun that rouses him in the morning, sets in Mrs. B, 'Prythee, no more of this! 'Twas his the evening to release him. All situations have poverty that dismissed you. their comforts, if sweet contentment dwell in the Jar. Is he indeed so poor, then? O, he was the heart. But my poor Beverley has none. The joy of my old heart!-But must his creditors hafa thought of having ruined those he loves, is misery ali? And have they sold his house too? His father for ever to him. Would I could ease his mind of built it when he was but a prating boy. The times that!
that I have carried him in these arms! And, Char. If he alone were ruined, it were just he Jarvis, says he, when a beggar has asked charity should be punished. He is my brother, it is true; of me, why should people be poor? You shan't but when I think of what he has done, of the for- be poor, Jarvis; if I was a king, nobody should tune you brought him, of his own large estate, too, be poor yet, he is poor. And then he was 80 squandered away upon this vilest of passions, and brave o, he was a brave little boy! and yet 50 among the vilest of wretches,-0! I have no pa- merciful,
he'd not have killed the gnat that stung tience. My own little fortune is untouched, he him. says. "Would I were sure on't!
Mrs. B. Speak to him, Charlotte ; for I cannot Mrs. B. And so you may-'twould be a sin to Jar. I have a little money, madam ; it might doubt it.
have been more, but I have loved the poor, All Cliar, I will be sure on't-'twas madness in me that I have is yours. to give it to his management. But I'll demand
it Mrs. B. No, Jarvis, we have enough yet; I from him this morning, I have a melancholy oc- thank you, though, and will deserve your good. easion for it.
ness. Mrs. B. What occasion ?
Jar. But shall I see my master? And will he let Char. To support a sister,
me attend him in his distres ps? I'll be no es: Mrs. B. No; I have no need on't. Tako it, and pense to him; and it will kill me to be refused reward a lover with it. The generous Lewson Where is be, madam? deserves much more. Why won't you make him Mrs. B. Not at home, Jarvis, You shall see him happy?
another time. Char. Because my sister is miserable,
Char, To-morrow, or the next day.--, Jarvis! Mrs. B. You must not think so. I have my What a change is here! jewels left yet; and when all is gone, these hands Jar. A change, indeed, madam! My old heart shall toil for our
support. The poor should be in aches at it. And yet, methinks,-But here's somedustrious. Why those tears, Charlotte ?
thing coming. Char. They flow in pity for you.
Enter LUCY, with STUKELY. Mrs. B. All may be well yet. When he has Lucy. Mr. Stukely, madam.
[Erit. nothing to lose, I shall fetter him in these arms Stukia Good morning to you, ladies, Mr. Jarvis
, again; and then, what is it to be poor?
your servant. Where's my friend, madam ? Char. Cure him but of this destructive passion,
(To Mrs Beverley.) and my uncle's death may retrieve all yet.
Mrs. B. I should have asked that question of Mrs. B. Ay, Charlotte, could we cure him: but you. Have you seen him to-day? the disease of play admits no cure but poverty; Stuk. No, madam.
ss of another fortune would but increase Char. Nor last night? his shame and his afliction. Will Mr. Leysop Stuk. Last night! Did he not come home, then? call this morning?
Mrs. B. No. Were you not together? Char, He said so last night. He gave me hints Stuk. At the beginning of the evening; but not too, that he had suspicions of our friend Stukely. since. Where can he have staid ?
Mrs. B. Not of treachery to my husband? That Char. You call yourself his friend, sir; why do he loves play, I know; but surely he is honest. you encourage him in this madness of gambling?
Char. He labours to be thought so; therefore, I Stuk. You have asked me that question before, doubt him. Honesty needs no pains to set itself madam; and I told you, my concern was that I off.
could not save bim; Mr. Beverley is a man, madam; Enter LUCY.
and, if the most friendly entreaties have no effect Lucy. Your old steward, madam. I had not the upon him, I have no other means. My purse has heart to deny him admittance, the good old man been his, even to the injury of my fortune. If that begged so hard for it.
[Exit. has been encouragement, I deserve censure; but I Enter JARVIS.
meant it to retrieve him. Mrs. B. Is this well, Jarvis ? I desired you to Mrs. B. I do not doubt it, sir; and I thank you. avoid me.
But where did you leave him last night? Jar. Did you, madam? I am an old man, and Stuk. At Wilson's, madam, if I ought to tell; in had" forgot. Perhaps, too, you forbad my tears; company I did not like. Possibly, he may be there but I am old, madam, and age will be forgetful. still. Mr. Jarvis knows the house, I believe. Mrs. B. The faithful creature!
Jar. Shall I go, madam? Jar. I have forget these apartments, too. I re Mrs. B. No, he may take it ill. member none such in my young master's house; Char. He may go, as from himself. and yet I have lived in it these five-and-twenty Stuk. And, if he pleases, madam, without naming years. His good father would not have dismissed me: I am faulty myself, and should conceal the me.
errors of a friend: but I can refuse nothing here. Mrs. B. He had no reason, Jarvis.
Jar. I would fain see him, methinks. Jar. I was faithful to him while he lived, and Mrs. B. (To Jarvis.) Do so, then. Bụt take care
how you upbraid him. I have never upbraided -"Do not distress his wife! Do not distress his him.
sister!" I could hear him say. “'Tis cruel to disJar. 'Would I could bring him comfort! [Exit. tress the afflicted."-And when he saw me at the
Stuk. Do not be too much alarmed, madam. All door, he begged pardon that his friend had knocked men have their errors, and their times of seeing so loud. them. Perhaps, my friend's time is not come yet. Stuk. I wish I had known of this. Was it a large But he has an uncle, and old men do not live for demand, madam. ever. You should look forward, madam; we are Char. I heard not that; but visits such as these tanght how to value a second fortune by the loss of we must expect often. Why so distressed, sister? a first
(Knocking at the door.) This is no new affliction. Mrs. B. Hark!-No—that knocking was too rudo Mrs. B. No, Oharlotte ; but I am faint with for Mr. Beverley. Pray heaven he be well! watching quite sunk and spiritless.-
Will you exStuk. Never doubt it, madam. You shall be cuse me, sir? I'll to my chamber, and try to rest a well, too: everything shall be well.
(Knocking again.) Stuk. Good thoughts go with you, madam! (Exit Mrs. B. The knocking is a little loud, though. Mrs. B.]-(Aside.) My bait is taken, then. Poor Who waits there? Will none of you answer? Mrs. Boverley! how my heart grieves to see her None of you, did I say? Alas! what was I think, thus. ing of ?--I had forgot myself. (Takes a chair.) Char. Cure her, and be a friend, then Char. I'll go, sister. But do not be alarmed so. Stuk. How cure her, madam?
[Exit. Char. Reclaim my brother. Stuk. What extraordinary accident have you to Stuk. Ay, give him a new creation; or breathe fear, madam?
another soul into him. I'll think on't, madam, Mrs. B. I beg your pardon; but it is ever thus Advice, I see, is thankless. with me, in Mr. Beverley's absence. No one knocks Char. Useless, I am sure, it is: if, through misat the door, but I fancy it is a messenger of ill taken friendship, or other motives, you feed his news.
passion with your purse, and soothe it by example. Stuk. You are too fearful, madam; it was þut Physicians to cure fevers, keep from the patient's one night of absence; and, if ill thoughts intrude, thirsty lip the cup that would enflame him : you as love is always doubtful, think of your worth and give it to his hands. (A knocking.) Hark, sir! beauty, and drive them from your breast.
These are my brother's desperate symptons. Mrs. B. What thoughts ? I have no thoughts Another creditor. that wrong my husband.
Stuk. (Aside.) One not so easily got rid of: 'tis Stuk. Such thoughts indeed would wrong him. Williams.-What, Lewson! The world is full of slander; and every wretch
Enter LEWSON. that knows himself unjust, charges his neighbour Leu. Madam, your servant.--Yours sir. I was with like passions; and by the general frailty, enquiring for you at your lodgings. hides his own: if you are wise, and would be Stuk. This morning? You had business, then ? happy, turn a deaf ear to such reports. 'Tis ruin Lew. You'll call it by another name, perhaps. to believe them.
Where's Mr. Beverley, madam ? Mrs. B. Ay, worse than ruin. 'Twould be, to sin Char. We have sent to enquire for him. against conviction. Why was it mentioned ?
Lew. Is he abroad, then? He did not use to go Stuk. To guard you against rumour. The sport out so early, of half mankind is mischief ; and, for a single Char. No, nor stay out so late. error, they make men deyils. If their tales reach Lew. Is that the case ? I am sorry for it. But Mr. you, disbelieve them.
Stukely, perhaps, may direct you to him. Mrs. B. What tales? By whom? Why told? I Stuk. I have already, sir.-But what was your have heard nothing :-or if I had, with all his business with me? errors, my Beverley's firm faith admits no doubt Lew. To congratulate you upon your late sucit is my duty, my seat of rest and joy, while the cesses at play. Poor Beverleyi-but you are his storm threatens round me. I'll not forsake it-friend: and there is a comfort in having successful (Stukely sighs, and looks down.) Why turn you, sir, friends. away ? and why that sigh ?
Stuk. And what am I to understand by this? Stuk. I was attentive, madam; and sighs will Leu. That Beverley is a poor man with a rich come, we know not why. Perhaps, I have been too friend; that's all. busy, if it should seem so, imputo my zeal to Stuk. Your words would mean something, I supfriendship, that meant to guard you against evil pose. Another time, sir, I shall desire an explanatongues. Your Beverley is wronged, slandered tion. most vilely my life upon his truth.
Lew. And why not now? I am no saler in long Mrs. B. And mine too. Who is it that doubts it? sentences. A minute or two will do for me. But no matter: I am prepared, sir. Yet, wby this Stuk. But not for me, sir. I am slow of app. 3caution? You are my husband's friend; I think hension, and must have time and privacy. A lady's you mine too; the common friend of both. (Pauses.) presence engages my attention. Another morning I have been unconcerned else.
I may be found at home. Stuk. For heaven's sake, madam, be so still ! Lew. Another morning, then, I'll wait upon you. I meant to guard you against suspicion, not to alarm Stuk. I shall expect you, sir.-Madam, your ser it.
[Exit Mrs. B. Nor have you, sir. Who told you of sus Char. What mean you by this? picion? I nave a heart it cannot reach.
Lew. To hint to him that I know him. Stuk. Then I am happy: I would say more; but Char. How know him? Mere doubt and
sition Enter CHARLOTTE.
Lew. I shall have proof soon. Char. What a heart has that Jarvis! A creditor, Char. And what then? Would you risk your life sister. But the good old man bas taken him away, to be his punisher ?
Lew. My life, madam? Don't be afraid ; but let | I must bave vengeance. Those hints this morning it content you, that I know this Stukely :-'twould were well thrown in; already they have fastened be as easy to make him honest as brave.
on her. If jealousy should weaken her affections, Char. And what do you intend to do?
want may corrupt her virtue.-My heart rejoices Lew. Nothing, till I have proof. But, methinks, in the hope! These jewels may do much: he shall madam, I am acting here without authority. Could demand them of her; which, when mine, shall be I have leave to call Mr. Beverley brother, his con- converted to special purposes.- What now, Bates? cerps would be my own. Why will you make my
Enter BATES. services appear officious ?
Bates. Is it a wonder, then, to see me? The Char. You know my reasons, and should not forces are all in readiness, and only wait for orders press me. But I am cold, you say; and cold I will Where's Beverley ? be, while a poor sister's destitute. But let us Stuk. At last night's rendezvous, waiting for me. change the subject. Your business here this morn. Is Dawson with you ? ing is with my sister: misfortunes press too hard Bates. Dressed like a nobleman, with money in upon her; yet, till this day, she has borno them his pocket, and a set of dice that shall deceive the nobly.
devil. Lew. Where is she?
Stuk. That fellow has a head to undo a nation; Char. Gone to her chamber: her spirits failed but, for the rest, they are such low-mannered, ill
looking dogs, I wonder Beverley has not suspected Lew. I hear her coming ;-let what has passed them. with Stukely be a secret: she has already too much Bates. No matter for manners and looks: do you to trouble her.
supply them with money, and they are gentlemen Enter MRS. BEVERLEY.
by profession. The passion of gaming casts such Mrs. B. Good morning, sir. I heard your voice: a mist before the eyes, that the nobleman shall be and, as I thought, enquiring for me.
Where's Mr. surrounded with sharpers, and imagine himself in Stukely, Charlotte ?
the best company. Char. This moment gone. You have been in Stuk. There's that Williams, too: it was be, I tears, sister; but here's a friend shall comfort you. suppose, that called at Beverley's with the note this
Lex. Or, if I add to your distresses, I beg your morning. What directions did you give him? pardon, madam. The sale of your house and fur- Bates. To knock loud, and be clamorous. Did niture was finished yesterday.
not you see him? Mrs. B. I know it, sir. I know, too, your gene- Stuk. No; the fool sneaked off with Jarvis. Had rous reason for putting me in mind of it: but you he appeared within doors, as I directed, I should have obliged me too much already.
have discharged the note myself. I waited near on Leio. There are trifles, madam, which I know you purpose. I want the women to think well of me; have set a value on; those I have purchased, and for Lewson is grown suspicious-he told me so will deliver. I have a friend, too, that esteems himself. you: he has bought largely ; and will call notbing Bates. What answer did you make him ? his, till he has seen you. If a visit to him would Stuk. A short one; that I would see him soon, not be painful, he has begged it may be this morn- for further explanation. ing.
Bates. We must take care of him. But what Mrs. B. Not painful in the least. My pain is have we to do with Beverley? Dawson and the from the kindness of my friends. Why am I to be rest are wondering at you. obliged beyond the power of return?
Stuk. Why, let them wonder. I have designs Lew. You shall repay us at your own time. I above their narrow reach. They see me lend him have a coach waiting at the door:-shall we have money, and they stare at me; but they are fools. your company, madam.
I want him to believe me beggared by him. Char. No:-my brother may return soon ; I'll Bates. And what then? stay and receive him.
Stuk. Ay, there's the question: but no matter: Mrs. B. Ho may want a comforter, perhaps. At night you may know more. He waits for me But don't upbraid him, Charlotte. We shan't be at Wilson's. I told the women where to find him. absent long.--Come, sir, I must be so obliged. Bates. To what purpose ?
Lew. 'Tis I that am obliged. An hour, or less Stuk. To save suspicion. It looked friendly; and will be sufficient for us.-Weshall tind you at home, they thanked me. Old Jarvis was despatched to madam ?
him. Char. Certainly.
Bates. And may entreat him home. [Exeunt Lewson, Mrs. Beverley, and Charlotte. Stuk. No: he expects money from me: but I'll
Women SCENE II.-Stukely's Lodgings.
have none. His wife's jewels must go.
are easy creatures, and refuse nothing where they Enter STU KELY.
love. Follow to Wilson's; but, be sure he sees Stuk. That Lewson suspects me, 'tis too plain.- you not: you are a man of character, you know; Yet, why should he suspect me? I appear the of prudence and discretion. You will wait for me friend of Beverley, as much as he.-But I am rich, at Wilson's in an outer room ; I shall presently it seems; and so I am: thanks to another's folly, have employment of you. Come, sir. and my own wisdom. To what use is wisdom, but Let drudging fools by honesty grow great; to take advantage of the
weak ? This Beverley's my The shorter road to riches is deceit. (Exeunt. fool: I cheat him, and he calls me friend. But
ACT II. more business must be done yet. His wife's jewels are unsold; so is the reversion of his uncle's estate. SOENE I.-- Gaming-house, with two tables, sit I must have these too. And then, there's a trea- chairs, box, dice, &c., cards thrown about, candles sure above all-I love his wife. Before she knew
nearly burnt out. this Beverley, I loved her; but, like a cringing
BEVERLEY is discovered seated. fool, bowed at a distance, while he stept in and Bev. Why, what a world is this ! The slave that won her. Never, never will I forgive him for it. | digs for gold, receives his daily pittance, and sleeps
contented; while those for whom he labours, con- what thou bast, lest, betren thee and the grare, vert their good to mischief, making abundance the misery steal in. I bave a friend shall counsel mo: means of want. O shame! shame! Had fortune this is that friend. given me but a little, that little had been still my
Enter STUKELY. own. What had I to do with play? I wanted Stuk. How fares it, Beverley? Honest Dr. Jar. nothing: my wishes and my means were equal : vis, well met. That viper, Williams! was it not he the poor followed me with blessings; love scattered that troubled you this morning? roses on my pillow, and morning waked me to Jar. My mistress heard him then! I am sorry delight. Oh, bitter thought that leads to what I that she heard him. was, by what I am! I would forget both. Who's Bev, And Jarvis promised payment. there?
Stuk. That must not be. Tell him I'll satisfy him. Enter WAITER.
Jar. Will you, sir? Heaven will reward you for it. Waiter. A gentleman, sir, enquires for you.
Bev. Generous Stukely! Friendship, like yours, Bev. He might have used less ceremony. Stuke might almost balance the wrongs of fortune. he ly, I suppose.
Stuk. You think too kindly of me. Make haste to Waiter. No, sir, & stranger.
Williams; his clamours may be rude else. Bev. Well, shew him in-/Exit Waiter.)--A Jar. And my master will go home again? Alas, Odä messenger from Stukely, then, from him that was sir, we know of hearts there breaking for his undone me!-Yet all in friendship: and now he absence.
(Exit. 6 lends me from his little, to bring back fortune to Bev. Would I were dead! me.
Stuk. Ha, ha, ha! Prythee be a man, and leave Enter JARVIS.
dying to disease and old age. Fortune may be ours Jarvis! Why this intrusion? Your absence had again; at least, we'll try for it. been kinder.
Bev. No; it has fooled us on too far. Jar. I came in duty, sir; if it be troublesome. Stuk. Ay, ruined us : and therefore we'll sit Beo. It is. I would be private; hid, even from down contented. These are the despondings of men myself. Who sent you hither?
without money; but, let the shining ore chink in Jar. One that would persuade you bome again the pocket, and folly turns to wisdom. We are forheb My mistress is not well; her tears told me so. tune's children : true, she's & fickle mother: but,
Bev. Go with thy duty there, then. I have no shall we droop, because she's peevish? No; sho ON business for thee.
has smiles in store; and these, her frowns, aro Jar. Yes, sir; to lead you from this place. I am meant to brighten them.
your servant, still. Your prosperous fortune blessed Bev. Is this a time for levity? But you are single d my old age. If that has left you, I must not leave in the rain, and therefore may talk lightly of it: jed you.
with me it is complicated misery. Deo. Not leave me? Recall past times, then; or, Stuk. You censure me unjustly: I but assumed 02 through this sea of storms and darkness, shew me these spirits to cheer my friend. Heaven knows, & star to guide me. But what can'st thou ?
he wants a comforter! Jar. The little that I can, I will. You have been Bev. What new misfortune? bi generous to me; I would not offend you, sir,
Stuk. I would have brought you money; but but
lenders want securities. What's to be done? All, Bev. No. Thinkest thou, I'd ruin thee too? Ithat was mine, is yours already. ne have enough of shame already. My wife! my Bev. And there's the double weight that sinks mo.
wife! Wouldst thou believe it, Jarvis, I have not I have undone my friend too; one who, to savo re seen her all this long night!' I, who have loved a drowning wretch, reached out his hand, and her
so, that every hour of absence seemed as a perished with him. gap in life. But other bonds have held me. Oh, I Stuk. Have better thoughts. have played the boy; dropping my counters in Bev. Whence are they to proceed? I have nothe stream, and, reaching to redeem them, lost my- thing left.
Stuk. Then we are indeed undone. What, noJar. For pity's sake, sir! I have no heart to see thing? No moveables, nor useless trinkets? Bauindk this change.
bles locked up in caskets, to starve their owners ? Bev. Nor I to bear it How speaks the world of I have ventured deeply for you. nd's me, Jarvis?
Bev. Therefore this heart-ache; for I am lost Jar. As of a good man, dead: of one who, beyond all hope. walking in a dream, fell down a precipice. The Stuk. No; means may be found to save us. world is sorry for you.
Jarvis is rich. Who made him so ? This is no Beo. Ay, and pities me. Says it not so ? But I time for ceremony.
was born to infamy. I'll tell thee what it says: it Bev. And is it for dishonesty? The good old here a calls me a villain: a treacherous husband; a cruel man! Shall I rob him too? My friend would , ha father; & false brother; one lost to nature and her grieve for it. No; let the little that he has, buy but it charities; or, to say all in one short word, it calls food and clothing for him. utin mengamester. Go to thy mistress: I'll see, her Stuk. Good morning, then.
Bev. So hasty! Why, tben, good morning. Jar. And why not now? Rude people press upon
Stuk. And, when we meet again, upbraid me: ber; loud, bawling creditors; wretches, who know say, it was I that tempted you: tell Lewson so; 20 pity. í met one at the door: he would have and tell him, I have wronged you. He has suspibeen my mistress. I wanted means of present pay- cions of me, and will thank you.
pent, so promised it to-morrow. But others may Bev. No; we have been companions in a rash ablick be pressing;
and she has grief enough already. voyage, and the same storm has wrecked us both ; s cim Your absence hangs too heavy on her.
mine shall be self-upbraidings. Bev. Tell her I'll come then. I have a moment's Stuk. And will they feed us? You deal unkindly
business. But what hast thou to do with my dis- by me. I have sold and borrowed for you, whilo lave i frosses? Thy honesty has left thee poor. Keep land or credit lasted; and now, when fortune