you; yet let me survey that form, where every virtue claims its own impression. Let me see anger aggravated by sweetness, and justice in her most awful form, invested in all the terrors of offended beauty. Look on me but whilst I describe the agonies I have endured for your sufferings, and the pangs I have undergone for my inexpiable guilt. I do not expect to be forgiven-only say you will endeavour not to hate me; and I go, my Julia-if you will have it so, for ever..

Julia. Mr. Manly, I cannot very easily hate-nay, sir, I even forgive you-but if your hopes, (which I can hardly suppose) should exceed this prudent limit, they deceive you.

Wel. Come, Miss Wingrove, let me hope you will consider this matter. I will not press it now but

Julia. My obligations to you, sir, have been im portant indeed; but this is not a topic even for the claims of gratitude. Mr. Manly, I am sure, will not oppose the only plan of comfort that is left me peaceful seclusion.

a quiet,"

Y. Man. No, my Julia, no-never will I disturb your repose.

Julia. I beg your pardon, Mrs. Cleveland; but in deed I am not well.

Mrs. Rach. Be seated, my dear. I intreat you to take your leave for the present, gentlemen.

Y. Man. Rascal that I am!

[Exeunt MANLY and WELFORD. Mrs. Rach. Keep up your spirits. I'll step into the house and fetch something for your relief, my dear. [Exit. Julia. I am sorry, madam.

Enter LORD DARTFORD and JENKINS, with SERVANTS

behind.

Lord D. There she is and alone, by all that's lucky. Lose no time. You are sure the admiral is not at home?

Jen. Quite sure, my lord.

Lord D. Very well; lose no time; advance.

[They seize JULIA. Julia. What means this rudeness?-Help! help! Oh help me, or I am lost.

Re-enter MANLY, WELFORD, and MRS. RACHEL.

Y. Man. My Julia's voice! [JENKINS runs away. Lord D. Take care, Mr. Manly-We are well armed -take care, I say.

Y. Man. Dastardly villain-a pistol!

[Strikes it out of his hand. The DARTFORD

party escape.

How is my Julia? Thank heaven, that has afforded me an opportunity of being serviceable to her in any thing!

Wel. How fare you, madam ?

Julia. Much beholden, gentlemen, to you both; but weary of this life of alarms and rescues.

Enter ADMIRAL'S SERVANT.

Serv. Your father, Sir William, madam, is within, inquiring for you.

Julia. I will intrude upon you so much further as to lead me to my father instantly.

Y. Man. To your father!-Must it be so, Julia?

Julia. Do not oppose my request, Mr. Manly; I am resolved to throw myself upon his mercy. My misfortunes may have softened him. Will you be kind enough, madam, to accompany me? I shall need your friendly offices.

Mrs. Rach. Miss Wingrove may command me in any thing.

Y. Man. Come then, my Julia, and let me deliver you up to that father from whose capricious cruelty I so lately thought to have given you a happy and a lasting freedom.

[Exeunt.

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 plebeiana 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.

Enter MR. WINGROVE.

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?

Julia. Do not, Mr. Mauly, renew a solicitation that may tend to plunge me into the guilt of disobedience a second time.

Enter OLD MANLY, MISS MANLY, and MISS HERBERT.

0. Man. 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 skirmish 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 you,

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 after 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 may 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 midshipman, eh!

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 you, 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 your honour intends to do wid him? Whether your honour wou'd give him 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.

admiral

0. Man. But, I say, Adm. Well, my friend.