Mob. Will you pay him his salary? None of your pantomimic tricks, traps, and changes to trick us out of our rights! No mountebank member! Honest men pay their debts, rogues do

not.

Merryman. Gentlemen, I have listened to you, and you are d-d fools not to hear me. I am not to be deterred by hired ruffians, and from such only I receive abuse. I ask you-Is the son of a Scotch tailor, who was half starved upon cab bage and broth, but grew fat upon a beadleship;

is that son who is scarcely higher than a tailor's yard, who went from home a dung and returned a fool; is that man to be put in competition with one who has served you twenty-six years! Is the Tulip of the garden, the Daffydown-dilly of the summer-house, to be ousted by a cabbage-stalk?

Mob. Pray, Mr. Merryman, is it not as honourable to be born on a tailor's shop-board as on a mountebank's stage? Is there no cabbage in your summer-house?

Sheers. Yes, and a hell too, to hide it in. Who denounced a steward as the greatest enemy

to the tenantry, and pledged himself to bring him to trial?

Mob. The Tulip.

Sheers. Who has associated with that same steward afterwards, and joined him in a worse system of corruption than that which he had before deprecated?

Mob. The Daffy-down-dilly.

. Sheers. Who is it that, when in opposition was perpetually declaiming against jobs, places, and public delinquency; but, when in place, becomes the colleague of rogues, and the screener of guilt?

Mob. The Tulip:

Sheers. Who is it that brow-beats the pursuers of guilt, and throws obstacles in the way of all proper and just enquiry?

Mob. The Daffy-down-dilly.

Sheers. Who is it that disgusts people by the profligacy and apostacy of his actions, and then reproaches them with being a hired mob?

Mob. The Tulip.

Sheers. Who is it that has spent his whole

life in a system of delusion, fraud, and hypo

crisy,-paying no debts that he ever contracted, unless when he bartered principles for place, and discharged them with the plunder of his country?

Mob. The Daffy-down-dilly.

Sheers. Who is it that has become the supporter of the same men, and the same desperate system, which has mortgaged the tenants of Freeland manor from head to foot-leaving scarcely any thing which can be taxed that is not al ready taxed, after opening our veins, and draining them so long, that they have left nothing but our heart's blood?

Mob. The Tulip.

Sheers. If such a man can be found, does he not deserve to swing upon that gallows that he screens, by his duplicity, others from, rather than be returned to the Common Hall by the very tenants whom he has so fleeced and betrayed?

Mob. Yes; no Tulip, no Daffy-down-dilly! tread him under foot!

Merryman. Gentlemen, I am here a candidate for the cause of you all. I challenge the whole body of the lower classes to point out a single

instance where I have not acted as their friend. I shall conclude by saying that I thank my friends, and scorn my enemies, and shall be prepared to grin through this horse-collar to the last against my opponent. [Goes off.

Sheers. Who is asking to be one of your de legates? The son of an obscure Irish player, a profession proscribed by our laws, and its followers stigmatized as incorrigible rogues and vagabonds. Possessed of a considerable share of ribaldry, obscenity, and dissoluteness of manners, this harlequin son of a mountebank father was indulged by some few of the depraved gentry of the age with an admission into their society as a hired jester, in which capacity he moved through all the gradations of meanness, tricking, and im pudence, to the station which he now fills.

His career has been marked with every species of profligacy and extravagance, to support which, he has been compelled to resort to cunning and vile imposture. I will not make any honest man blush by a recital of them.

The ruin of hundreds of industrious tradesmen, and their numerous families are the evidences,

and will rise in vengeance against such oppres

sors.

In his public character, he was a systematic opposer (right or wrong) of all the measures of the household; but when admitted among them, he proposed the same measures; the inconsistent tergiversating patriot, and the apostate of public liberty. Debased;-sunk below the possibility of recovery; mortified and stung to the soul by the success of his opponents, this would-be, and cannot-be, popular candidate, on his knees most humbly sues his masters to raise him from the dirt. They will raise him, but only to make him their tool, their dependent, their slave: Will you be represented by such a person?

Mob. No, no; no Merryman. Sheers for

ever!

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