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leave Coventry the moment he expired ; and Per. Well, well, I won't detain you. I will deliver it to you with what speed I could; I give orders about mourning. [Exit COLONEL. bave obeyed him, Sir, and there is the will. Seven hundred a year! I wish he had died

(Gives it to PerIWINKLE. seventeen years ago:—what a valuable collecPer. "Tis very well; I'll lodge it in the Com- tion of rarities might I have had by this time!

-I might have travelled over all the known Col. F. There are two things which he for- parts of the globe, and made my own closet got to insert, but charged me to tell you, that he rival the Vatican at Rome-Odso, I have a desired you'd perform them as readily as if good mind to begin my travels now-let me you had found them written in the will, which see—I am but sixty : my father, grandfather, is to remove his corpse, and bury him by his and great grandfather, reached ninety odd; I father, at St. Paul's, Covent Garden, and to have almost forty years good: let me consider ! give all his servants mourning.

what will seven hundred a year amount to in Per. That will be a considerable charge; a --ay; in thirty years, I say but thirty-thirty pox of all modern fashions. (Aside.) Well! it times seven is seven times thirty—that is-just shall be done, Mr. Pillage, I will agree with twenty-one thousand pounds- 'tis a great deal one of death's fashion-mongers, called an un- of money-I may very well reserve sixteen dertaker, to go down, and bring up the body. hundred of it for a collection of such rarities

Col. F. I hope, Sir, I shall have the honour as will make my name famous to posterity-I to serve you in the same station I did your would not die like other mortals, forgotten in worthy uncle: I have not many years to stay a year or two, as my uncle will be-No, behind him, and would gladly spend them in the family, where I was brought up.-{Weeps.] That men till doomsday may repeat my name.

With nature's curious works I'll raise my fame, -He was a kind and tender master to me. Per. Pray don't grieve, Mr. Pillage, you

[Exit. shall hold your place, and every thing else

SCENE IV.-A Tavern. which you held under my uncle--You make me weep to see you so concerned. [Weeps.] He FREEMAN and TRADELOve over a bottle. lived to a good old age, and we are all mortal. Col. F. We are so, Sir, and therefore I must Jan, Van, Tim, Tam, Tam, -I shall never

Trade. Come, Mr. Freeman, here's mynheer Toby has taken particular notice of it in his think of that Dutchman's name. will I could not get it time enough from the Heer Van Feignwell.

Free. Mynheer Jan Van Timtamtirelereletta lawyer, or he had signed it before he died.

(Gives him a Paper. heard such a confounded name in my life

Trade. Ay, Heer Van Feignwell: I never
Per. A lease! for what?
Col. F. I rented a hundred a year farm from here's his health, I say.
Sir Toby upon lease, which lease expires at

Free. With all my heart.
Lady-day next. I desire to renew for twenty so generous a thing in a Dutchman.

Trade. Faith, I never expected to have found years that's all, Sir. Per. Let me see. (Looks over the lease.) Very

Free. As soon as I told him your circumwell-Let me see what he says in his will stances, he replied, he would not be the ruin about it. (Lays the lease upon the table, and of any man for the world--and immediately looks on the will.] Ho, here it is—The farm ly- I what time he will for the payment, said he; ing—now in possession of SAMUEL Pillagesuffer him to renew his lease at the same rent. or, if he'll give me his word, 1'll forgive him

the debt. -Very well, Mr. Pillage, I see my uncle does mention it, and I'll perform his will.

Trade. Well, Mr. Freeman, I can but thank Give me the lease. {COLONEL gives it him, he you: 'Egad, you have made a man of me looks upon it, and lays it upon the table.] Pray again! and if ever I lay a wager more, may I you step to the door, and call for pen and ink,

rot in jail. Mr. Pillage.

Free. I assure you, Mr. Tradelove, I was Col.

F. I have a pen and ink in my pocket, very much concerned, because I was the occaSir, [Pulls out an ink-horn.] I never go with sion, though very innocently, I protest. out that.

Trade. I dare swear you was, Mr. Freeman. Per. I think it belongs to your profession.(He looks upon the pen while the COLONEL Enter COLONEL Feignwell, dressed as a Dutch changes the lease and lays down the contract.]

merchant. I doubt this is but a sorry pen, though it may Col. F. Ha, mynheer Tradelove, Ik been serve to write my name.

(Writes. soory voor your troubles-maer Ik sal you Col. F. Little does he think what he signs. easie maken, Ik will de gelt die hebben

Trade. I shall for ever acknowledge the obPer. There is your lease, Mr. Pillage. ligation, Sir. (Gires him the paper.] Now I must desire you Free. But you understand upon what condito make what haste you can down to Coven- tion, Mr. Tradelove; Miss Lovely. try, and take care of every thing, and I'll send Cól. F. Ya, de frów sal al te regt setten, down the undertaker for the body; do you at- mynheer. tend it up, and whatever charges you are at Trade. With all my heart, mynheer; you I'll repay you.

shall have my consent to marry her freely. Col. F. You have paid me already, I thank Free. Well then, as I am a party concerned

[Aside. between you, mynheer Jan Van Timtam irePer. Will you dine with me?

lereletta Heer Van Feignwell shall give you Col. F. I would rather not: there are some a discharge of your wager under his own of my neighbours whom I met as I came along, hand--and you shall give him your consent to who leave the town this afternoon, they told marry Miss Lovely under yours—that is the me, and I should be glad of their company way to avoid all manner of disputes hereafter. down.

Col. F. Ya, weeragtig.

S

(Aside.

you, Sir.

Trade. Ay, ay, so it is, Mr. Freeman: I'll and patches? If heaven should make thee so give it under mine this minute.

many black spots upon thy face, would it not

[Sits down to write. fright thee, Anne? Col. F. And so Ik sal. (Does the same. Miss L. If it should turn you inside outward, Free. So ho, the house!

and show all the spots of your hypocrisy, Enter DRAWER.

'twould fright me worse !

Mrs. P. My hypocrisy! I scorn thy words, Bid your master come up-I'll see there be Anne: I lay no baits. witnesses enough to the bargain. [Aside. Miss L. If you did, you'd catch no fish. Enter SACKBUT.

Mrs. P. Well, well, make thy jests--but I'd Sack. Do you call, gentlemen?

have thee to know, Anne, that I could have

catched as many fish (as thou call'st them) in Free. Ay, Mr. Sackbut, we shall want your my time, as ever thou didst with all thy foolhand here.

traps about thee. Trade. There, mynheer, there's my consent Miss L. Is that the reason of your formality, as amply as you can desire ; but you must in- Mrs. Prim? Truth will out: I ever thought, sert your own name, for I know not how to indeed, there was more design than godliness spell it: I have left a blank for it.

in the pinched cap. (Gives the COLONEL a paper. Mrs. P. Go, thou art corrupted with reading Col. F. Ya, Ik sal dat well doen

lewd plays, and filthy romances-Ah! I wish Free. Now, Mr. Sackbut, you and I will wit- thou art not already too familiar with the ness it.

[They write. wicked ones. Col. F. Daer, mynheer Tradelove, is your Miss L. Too familiar with the wicked ones! discharge.

[Gives him a paper. Pray, no more of those freedoms, Madam-I Trude. Be pleased to witness this receipt am familiar with none so wicked as yourselftoo, gentlemen.

How dare you thus talk to me! you, you, you, (FREEMAN and SACKBUT put their hands.

unworthy woman, you. [Bursts into tears. Free. Ay, ay, that we will. Col. F. Weil, mynheer, ye most meer doen,

Enter TRADELOVE. ye most myn voorsprach to de frow syn. Free. He means you must recommend him to

Trade. What, in tears, Nancy? What have the ladyTrade. That I will, and to the rest of my bro- you done to her, Mrs. Prim, to make her

weep? ther guardians.

Miss L. Done to me! I admire I keep my Col. F. Wat voor, de duyvel heb you meer senses among you; but I will rid myself of guardians ?

your tyranny, if there be either law or justice Trade. Only three, mynheer.

to be had. I'll force you to give me up my Col. F. What donder heb ye myn betrocken, liberty. mynheer ?—Had Ik dat gewoeten, Ik soudé Mrs. P. Thou hast more need to weep for eaven met you geweest syn.

thy sins, Anne-Yea, for thy manifold sins. Sack. But Mr. Tradelove is the principal, Miss L. Don't think that I'll be still the fool and he can do a great deal with the rest, Sir. which you have made me. No, I'll wear what

Free. And he shall use his interest, I promise I please-go when and where I please-and you, mynheer.

keep what company I think fit, and not what Trade. I will say all that ever I can think on

you shall direci-1 will. to recommend you, mynheer; and if you

Trade. For my part, I do think all this very please, I'll introduce you to the lady.

reasonable, Miss Lovely; 'tis fit you should Col.' F. Well, dat is waer-Maer ye must have your liberty, and for that very purpose I first spreken of myn to de frow, and to oudere gentlemen.

Free. Ay, that's the best way—and then I Enter PERIWINKLE and OBADIAH Prim, with a and the Heer Feignwell will meet you there.

letter in his hand. Trade. I will go this moment, upon honour. Your most obedient humble servant. My Per. I have bought some black stockings of speaking will do you little good, mynheer: ha, your husband, Mrs. Prim, but he tells me the ha! we have bit you, faith: ha, ha!

glover's trade belongs to you; therefore, I pray Well-my delt's discharg'd, and as for Nan,

you look me out five or six dozen of mourning He has my consentto get her, if he can. [Éxit. gloves, such as are given at funerals, and send

them to my house. Col. F. Ha, ha, ha! this was a masterpiece Obad. My friend, Periwinkle, has got a good of contrivance, Freeman.

windfall to-day-seven hundred a year. Free. He hugs himself with his supposed Mrs. P. I wish thee joy of it, neighbour. good fortune, and little thinks the luck's on

Trade. What, is Sir Toby dead then? our side! But come, pursue the fickle god

Per. He is ! You'll take care, Mrs. Prim. dess, while she's in the mood-Now for the

Mrs. P. Yea, I will, neighbour. quaker.

Obad. This letter recommendeth a speaker; Col. F. That's the hardest task.

'tis from Aminadab Holdfast of Bristol : per. Of all the counterfeits perform’d by man, adventure he will be here this night; therefore, Å soldier makes the simplest puritan.

Sarah, do thou take care for his reception. [Exeunt.

[Gives her the letter. ACT V. Mrs. P. I will obey thee.

(Exit. SCENE I.-An Apartment in Prim's House.

Obad. What art thou in the dumps for,

Anne ? Mrs. Prim and Miss LOVELY, in Quaker's dresses, meeting.

Trade. We must marry her, Mr. Prim.

Obad. Why truly, if we could find a husMrs. P. So, now I like thee, Anne: art thou band worth having, 'I should be as glad to see not better without thy monstrous hoop-coat her married as thou wouldst neighbour,

am come.

Per. Well said, there are but few worth hav- Was there ever such a swarm of caterpillars ing.

to blast the hopes of a woman! (Aside. Trade. I can recommend you a man now, Know this, that you contend in vain : I'll that I think you can none of you have an obhave no husband of your choosing, nor shall jection to!

you lord it over me long.--I'll try the power

of an English senate--Orphans have been Enter Six PHILIP MODELOVE.

redressed and wills set aside-and none did Per. You recommend ? Nay, whenever she ever deserve their pity more.-0 Feignwell! marries, I'll recommend the husband

where are thy promises to free me from these Sir P. What, must it be a whale, or a rhi- vermin ?. Alas! the task was more difficult Doceros, Mr. Periwinkle ? ha, ha, ha! than he imagined !

Per. He shall be none of the fops at your A harder task than what the poets tell end of the town, with full perukes and empty

Of yore, the fair Andromeda befell ; skulls,-nor yet any of our trading gentry, She but one monster fear'd, I've four to fear, who puzzle the heralds to find arms for their

And see no Perseus, no deliv'rer near. [Exit. coaches. No, he shall be a man famous for travels, solidity, and curiosity-one who has

Enter SERVANT. searched into the profundity of nature! When heaven shall direct such a one, he shall have

Obid. The woman is mad. my consent, because it may turn to the benefit Sir P. So are you all, in my opinion. (Exit. of mankind.

Sery. [Whispers to OBADIAH.] One Simon · Miss L. The benefit of mankind! What,

Pure inquireth for thee.

[Erit. would you anatomize me?

Obad. Friend Tradelove, business requireth Sir P. Ay, ay, Madam, he would dissect my presence.

Trade. Oh, I shan't trouble you-Pox take you.

Trade. Or, pore over you through a micros- him for an unmannerly dog-However, I have eope, to see how your blood circulates from kept my word with my Dutchman, and I'll the crown of your head to the sole of your foot introduce him too for all you. -ha, ha! but I have a husband for you, a Enter COLONEL, in a Quaker's habit. man that knows how to improve your fortune; one that trades to the four corners of the globe.

Obad. Friend Pure, thou art welcome : how Miss L. And would send me for a venture is it with friend Holdfast, and all friends in perhaps.

Bristol ? Timothy Littleworth, John SlenderTrade. One that will dress you in all the brain, and Christopher Keepfaith? pride of Europe, Asia, Africa, and America

Col. F. A goodly company! (Aside.] They -a Dutch merchant, my girl.

are all in health, I thank thee for them. Sir P. A Dutchman! ha, ha! there's a

Obad. Friend Holdfast writes me word, husband for a fine lady:-Ya frow, will you how do all friends there?

that thou camest lately from Pennsylvania : meet myn slapen-ha, ha! he'll learn talk the language of the hogs, Madam, ha, ha!

Col. F. What the devil shall I say? I know Trade. He'll teach you that one merchani just as much of Pennsylvania as 1 do of Bristol. is of more service to a nation than fifty cox

[Aside. combs. "Tis the merchant makes the belle.-

Obad. Do they thrive? How would the ladies sparkle in the box,

Col. F. Yea, friend, the blessing of their without the merchant? the Indian diamond good works fall upon them. the French brocade! the Italian fan! the

Enter Mrs. Prim and Miss Lovely. Flanders lace! the fine Dutch holland ! how would they vent their scandal over the tea- О'ad. Sarah, know our friend Pure. tables? and where would your beaux have Mrs. P. Thou art welcome. (He salutes her. Champagne to toast their mistresses, were it Col. F. Here comes the sum of all my not for the merchant ?

wishes-How charming she appears even in Obad. Verily, neighbour Tradelove, thou that disguise!

(Aside. dost waste thy breath about nothing-All that Obad. Why dost thou consider the maiden thou hast said tendeth only to debauch youth, so attentively, friend? and fill their heads with the pride and luxury Col. F. I will tell thee: about four days of this world. The merchant is a very great ago I saw a vision—This very maiden, but in friend to Satan, and sendeth as many to his vain attire, standing on a precipice, and heard dominions as the Pope.

a voice which called me by my namc-and Per. Right; I say, knowledge makes the bid me put forth my hand and save her from man.

the pit.- I did so, and methought the damsel Obad. Yea, but not thy kind of knowledge grew unto my side. -it is the knowledge of truth-Search thou Mrs. P. What can that portend? for the light within, and not for baubles,

Obad. The damsel's conversion-I am per. friend,

suaded. Miss L. Ah, study your country's good,

Miss L. That's false, I'm sure [Aside. Mr. Periwinkle, and not her insects.-Rid Obad. Wilt thou use the means, friend Pure? you of your homebred monsters, before you

Col. F. Means ! what means? is she not thy fetch any from abroad. I dare swear you daughter, already one of the faithful ? have maggots enough in your own brain to Mrs. P. No, alas! she's one of the ungodly. stock all the virtuosos in Europe with butter- Obad. Pray thee mind what this good man flies.

will say unto thee: he will teach thee the Sir P. By my soul, Miss Nancy's a wit. way thou shouldst walk, Anne.

Obad. That is more than she can say of thee, Miss L. I know my way without his infriend.-Lookye, 'tis in vain to talk; when I struction: I hoped to have been quiet when meet a man worthy of her, she shall have my once I had put on your odious formality here. leave to marry him.

Col. F. Then thou wearest it out of com. Miss L. Provided he bé of the faithful-pulsion, not choice, friend?

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Miss L. Thou art in the right of it, friend-plain the other article unto thee: In the mean.

Mrs. P. Art thou not ashamed to mimic the while, be thou dutiful to our friend Prim. good man! Ah! thou stubborn girl.

Miss L. I shall obey thee in every thing. Col. F. Mind her not; she hurteth not me

(Obadiah comes foricard. If thou wilt leave her alone with me, I will Obad. Oh, what à prodigious change is discuss some few points with her, that may here! thou hast wrought a miracle, friend! perchance soften her stubbornness, and melt Anne, how dost thou like the doctrine he hath her into compliance.

preached? Obad. Content: I pray thee put it home Miss L. So well, that I could talk to him to her.-Come, Sarah, let us leave the good for ever, methinks-1 am ashamed of my for. man with her.

mer folly, and ask your pardon. Miss L. (Catching hold of Prim; he breaks Col. F. Enough, enough, that thou art sorry : loose ; exeunt Obad. and Mrs.P.) What do you he is no pope, Anne. mean to leave me with this old enthusiastical Obad. True, I am no pope, Anne. Verily, canter ? don't think, because I complied with thou dost rejoice me exceedingly, friend : will your formality, to impose your ridiculous doc- it please thee to walk into the next room, and trine upon me.

refresh thyself ?-Come, take the maiden by Col. F. I pray thee, young woman, moderate the hand. thy passion.

Col. F. We will follow thee. Miss L. I pray thee, walk after thy leader,

Enter SERVANT. you will but lose your labour upon me.-- These wretches will certainly make me mad!

Sero. There is another Simon Pure, inquirCol. F. I am of another opinion! the spirit eth for thee, master. telleth me I shall convert thee, Anne.

Col. F. The devil there is.

[Aside. Miss L. 'Tis a lying spirit, don't believe it. Obad. Another Simon Pure! I do not know

Col. F. Say'st thou 80 ?' Why then thou him, is he any relation of thine? shalt convert me, my angel.

Col. F. No, friend, I know him not.-Pox (Catching her in his arms. take him: I wish he were in Pennsylvania Miss L. [Shrieks.] Ah! monster, hold off, again, with all my soul.

(Aside. or I'll tear thy eyes out.

Miss L. What shall I do? Col. F. Hush ! for heaven's sako-dost thou Obad. Bring him up. not know me? I am Feignwell.

Col. F. Humph! then one of us must go Miss L. Feignwell !

down, that's certain.--Now, impudence assist

[Aside. Re-enter OBADIAH PRIM.

Enter SIMON PURE. Oh, I'm undone! Prim here I wish with all Obad. What is thy will with me, friend? my soul I had been dumb.

Simon. Didst thou not receive a letter from Obad. What is the matter? why didst thou Aminadab Holdfast, of Bristol, concerning one shriek out, Anne ?

Simon Pure? i Miss L. Shriek out! I'll shriek and shriek Obad. Yes, and Simon Pure is already here, again, cry murder, thieves, or any thing, to friend. drown the noise of that eternal babbler, if you Col. F. And Simon Pure will stay here, leave me with him any longer.

friend, if it be possible.

(Aside. Obad. Was that all? Fie, fie, Anne.

Simon. That's an untruth, for I am he.
Col. F. No matter, I'll bring down her Col. F. Take thou heed, friend, what thou
stomach, I'll warrant thee-Leave us, I pray dost say: I do affirm that I am Simon Pure.
thee?

Simon. Thy name may be Pure, friend, but
Obad. Fare thee well. Verily, I was afraid not that Pure.
the flesh had got the better of the spirit. [Exit. Col. F. Yea, that Pure wbich my good
Col. F. My charming lovely woman! friend, Aminadáb Holdfast, wrote to my friend

[Embraces her. Prim about: the same Simon Pure that came Miss L. What meanest thou' by this dis- from Pennsylvania, and sojourned in Bristol guise, Feignwell?

eleven days: thou wouldst not take my name Col. F. To set thee free, if thou wilt per- from me, wouldst thou ?—till I have done with form thy promise.

it.

[Aside. Miss L. Make me mistress of my fortune, Simon. Thy name! I am astonished ! and make thy own conditions.

Col. F. At what? at thy own assurance ? Col. F. This night shall answer all my [Going up to him, Simon PURE starts back. wishes.-See here I have the consent of three Simon. Avaunt, Satan, approach me not: I of thy guardians already, doubt not but Prim defy thee, and all thy works. will make the fourth. [OBADIAH listening. Miss L. Oh, he'll out-cant him.-Undone, Obad. I would gladly hear what arguments undone for ever.

[Aside. the good man useth to bend her.

.[Aside. Col. F. Hark thee, friend, thy sham will Miss L. Thy words give me new life, me- not take-Don't exert thy voice, thou art too thinks.

well acquainted with Satan to start at him, Obad. What do I hear ?

thou wicked reprobate-What can thy design Miss L. Thou best of men, heaven meant to be here? bless me sure, when I first saw thee. Obad. He hath mollified her; O wonderful

Enter a SERVANT, who gives Prim a letter. conversion !

Obad. One of these must be a counterfeit, Col. F. (Softly.) Ha! Prim listening.–No but which I cannot say. more, my love, we are observed: seem to be Col. F. What can that letter be? edified, and give 'em hopes that thou wilt turn Simon. Thou must be the devil, friend, that's quaker, and leave the rest to me. (Aloud.) I am certain; for no human power can speak so glad to find that thou art touched with what I great a falsehood. said unto thee, Anne; another time I will ex- Obad. This letter sayeth that thou art better

ones.

acquainted with that prince of darkness, than the spirit resisteth the vanities of this

world, any here.—Read that, I pray thee, Simon. but the flesh is rebellious, yea, the flesh-I

(Gives it to the COLONEL. greatly fear the flesh, and the weakness thereCol. F. (Reads.] There is a design formed to of-humrob your house this night, and cut your throit ; Obad. The maid is inspired. [Aside.) Proand for that purpose there is a man disguised like digious! The damsel is filled with the spirit a quaker, who is to pass for one Simon Pure: 1-Sarah. the gang, whereof I am one, though now resolved to rob no more, has been at Bristol : one of them

Enter MRS. PRIM. came in the coach with the quaker, whose name he hath taken ; and, from what he hath gathered change in our beloved Anne. I came to tell

? Mrs. P. I am greatly rejoiced to see such a from him, formed that design, and did not doubt thee, that supper stayeth for thee. that he should impose so far upon you as to make Cól. F. I am not disposed for thy food; my you turn out the real Simon Pure, and keep him spirit longeth for more delicious meat !-fain with you. Make the right use of this. Adieu. would I redeem this maiden from the tribe of Excellent well!

(Aside. sinners, and break those cords asunder whereObad. Dost thou hear this?

with she is bound-hum[To SIMON PURE.

Miss L. Something whispers in my ears, Simon. Yea, but it moveth me not; that methinks-that I must be subject to the will doubtless is the impostor.

of this good man, and from him only must [Pointing at the Colonel. hope for consolation-hum-It also telleth me Col. F. Ah! thou wicked one—now I con- that I am a chosen vessel to raise up seed to sider thy face, I remember thou didst come up the faithful, and that thou must consent that in the leathern conveniency with me-thou

we two be one flesh according to the word hadst a black bob-wig on, and a brown camlet humcoat with brass buttons.-Canst thou deny it, Obad. What a revelation is here! This is ha ? Simon. Yes, I can, and with a safe con- maiden's growing unto thy side: ah! with

certainly part of thy vision, friend ; this is the science, too, friend.

what willingness should I give thee my conObad. Verily, friend, thou art the most im- sent, could I give thee her fortune too-but pudent villain I ever saw.

thou wilt never get the consent of the wicked Miss L. Nay, then, I'll have a fling at him. Aside.] I remember the face of this fellow at

Col. F. I wish I was sure of yours. [Aside. Bath Ay, this is he that picked my lady Obad. Thy soul rejoiceth, yea, rejoiceth, I Raffile's pocket in the grove-Don't you re- say, to find the spirit within thee; for lo, it member that the mob pumped you, friend ? moveth thee with natural agitation-yea, with This is the most notorious rogue

natural agitation towards this good man-yea, Simon. What does provoke thee to seek my it stirreth, as one may say-yea, verily I say, life? Thou wilt not hang me, wilt thou, wrong- it stirreth up thy inclination-yea, as one fully?

would stir a pudding. Obad. She will do thee no hurt, nor thou AU. Hum! shalt do me none; therefore get thee about Miss L. I see, I see! the spirit guiding of thy business, friend, and leave thy wicked thy

hand, good'Obadiah Prim, and now be, course of life, or thou mayest not come off so hold thou art signing thy consent-and now favourably every wherè. Simon, I pray thee, see myself within thy arms, my friend and put him forth.

brother, yea, I am become bone of thy bone, Col. F. Go, friend, I would advise thee, and and flesh of thy flesh. [Embracing him.] Hum tempt thy fate no more.

Mrs. P. The spirit hath greatly moved them Simon. Yes, I will go; but it shall be to both-friend Prim, thou must consent; there's thy confusion; for I shall clear myself; I will no resisting of the spirit ! return with some proofs that shall convince

Obad. Fetch me the pen and ink, Sarahthee, Obadiah, that thou art highly imposed and my hand shall confess its obedience to the

[Erit Mrs. Prim. Col. F. Then there will be no staying for Col. F. I wish it were over.

[Aside. me, that's certain—what the devil shall I do?

[Aside. Re-enter Mrs. Prim, with pen and ink. Obad. What monstrous works of iniquity

Miss L. I tremble lest this quaking rogue are there in this world, Simon ?

should return, and spoil all.

(Aside. Col. F. Yea, the age is full of vice

Obid. Here, friend, do thou write what the Sdeath, I am so confounded I know not what spirit prompteth, and' I will sign it. to say.

[Col. F. sits down. Obad. Thou art disordered, friend-art thou

Col. F. (Reads.] This is to certify to all whom not well? Col. F. My spirit is greatly troubled, and and title in Anne Lovely to Simon Pure, and my

it may concern, that I do freely give all my right something telleth me, that though. I have full consent that she shaļl become his wife accordmaiden, this tender maiden, yet my labour ing to the form of marriage. Witness my hand.

Obad. That's enough-give me the pen. will be in vain ; for the evil spirit fighteth

(Signs it. against her: and I see, yea, I see with the eye of my inward man, that Satan will re-buf

Enter Betty, running to Miss Lovely. fet her again, whenever I withdraw myself from her, and she will, yea, this very damsel Betty. Oh! Madam, Madam, here's the will return again to that abomination from quaking man again : he has brought a coachwhence I have retrieved her, as it were, yea, man, and two or three more. as if it were out of the jaws of the fiend. Miss L. Ruined past redemption ! Miss L. I must second him. [Aside.) What

[Aside to the Colonel. meaneth this struggling within me?" I feel Col. F. No, no; one minute sooner had

(Exit. spirit.

on.

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