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cases. They must happen in all families. But | closet? No, no; these fits, the more care you when things are driven to extremities—to see a take of them, the more you will increase the diswoman in uneasiness—a woman one loves, toom temper: let them alone, and they will wear one's wife, who can withstand it? You neither themselves out, I warrant you. think nor speak like a man that has loved, and Oak. True--very true-you’re certainly in the been married, major !

right—I'll follow your advice. Where do you Maj. I wish I could hear a married man speak dine to-day? I'll order the coach and go with my language-l'ın a bachelor, it's true; but I am no bad judge of your case, for all that. I know Maj. O brave ! keep up this spirit, and you're yours, and Mrs Oakly's disposition to a hair.- made for ever. She is all impetuosity and fire-a very magazine Oak. You shall sec now, major! Who's there? of touchwood and gunpowder. You are hot enough, too, upon occasion; but then, it's over in

Enter Servant. an instant. În come love and conjugal affection, as you call it; that is, mere folly and Order the coach directly. I shall dine out toweakness, And you draw off your forces, just day. when you should pursue the attack, and follow Ser. The coach, sir! Now, sir ! your advantage. Have at her with spirit, and Oak. Ay, now, immediately. the day's your own, brother!

Ser. Now? Sir!-the-the-coach ! Sir ! Oak. I tell you, brother, you mistake the mat- that is--my mistresster. Sulkiness, fits, tears! These, and such as Oak. Sirrah! Do as you're bid. Bid them put these, are the things which make a feeling man to this instant. uneasy. Her passion and violence have not half Ser. Ye-yes, sir-yes, sir. [Exit Ser. such an effect on me.

Oak. Well, where shall we dine? Maj. Why, then, you may be sure, she'll play Naj. At the St Albau's, or where you will,that upon you, which she finds does most execu- This is excellent, if you do but hold it. tion. “But you inust be proof against every thing. Oak. I will have my own way, I am deterIf she's furious, set passion against passion; if mined. you find her at her tricks, play off art against art, Diaj. That's right. and foil her at her own weapons.

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Ouk. I am steel.

Muj. Bravo! Ouk. Why, what would you

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Oak. Adamant. Maj. Do as you please, for one month, whe- Maj. Bravissimo! ther she likes it or uot; and, I'll answer for it, Oak. Just what you'd have me. she will consent you shall do as you please all Maj. Why, that's well said. But will you do her life after.

it? Dak. This is fine talking. You do not consi- Oak. I will. der the difficulty that

Maj. You won't. Maj. You must overcome all difficulties. As- Oak. I will. I'll be a fool to her no longer.sert your right boldly, man! Give your own or- But, hark ye, inajor! my hat and sword Tie in ders to servants, and see they observe them; my study. I'll go and steal them out, while she read your own letters, and never let her have a is busy talking with Charles. sight of them; make your own appointments, Muj. Steal them! for shame! prithee, take and never be persuaded to break them; see them boldly, call for them, make thein bring what company you like; go out when you please; them to you here, and go out with spirit, in the return when you please; and don't suffer yourself face of your whole family. to be called to account where you have been.- Oak. No, no--you are wrong-let her rave afIn short, do but shew yourself a man of spirit, ter I am gone; and, when I return, you know, I leave off

' whining about love, and tenderness, and shall exert iyself with more propriety, after this nonsense, and the business is done, brother!

open affront to her authority. Oak. I believe you are in the right, major! I Mlaj. Well, take your own way; sec you're in the right. I'll do it; I'll certainly Ouk. Ay, ay—let me manage it; let me mado it. But, then, it hurts me to the soul, to

[Erit Oax. think what uneasiness I shall give her. The first Muj. Manage it! Ay, to be sure, you are a opening of my design will throw her into fits, and rare manager ! It is dangerous, they say, to the pursuit of it, perhaps, may be fatal.

Ieddle between man and wife. I ain no great Maj. Fits! Ha, ha, ha! Fits! I'll engage to favourite of Mrs Oakly's already; and, in a cure her of her fits. Nobody understands bys- week's time, I expect to have the door shut in terical cases better than I do: besides, my sister's my teeth, symptoms are not very dangerous. Did you bear of her falling into a fit when you was not

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Cha. Ruined and undone ! She's gone, uncle ! | daughter, or a mistress with lady Freelove, to be My Harriot's lost for ever!

sure! I'll tell you what, Charles ! you're a good Maj. Gone off with a man? I thought so: boy, but you don't know the world. Women are they are all alike.

fifty times oftener ruined by their acquaintance Cha. O no! Fled to avoid that hateful match with each other, than by their attachment to with sir Harry Beagle.

men. Ore thorough-paced lady will train up a Maj. Faith, a girl of spirit! Joy! Charles, I thousand novices. That lady Freelove is an argive you joy! she is your own, my boy! A fool rant-By the hy, did not she, last summer, and a great estate ! Devilish strong temptations! make formal proposals to Harriot's father from

Cha. A wretch! I was sure she would never lord Trinket? think of him.

Cha. Yes! but they were received with the Maj. No! to be sure ! commend me to your utmost contempt. The old gentleman, it seems, modesty! Refuse five thousand a-year and a ba- hates a lord, and he told her so in plain terins. ronet, for pretty Mr Charles Oakly! It is true, Maj. Such an aversion to the nobility may indeed, that the foohy has not a single idea in his not run in the blood. The girl, I warrant you, head besides a hound, a hunter, a five-barred has no objection. However, if she's there, watch gate, and a horse-race; but, then, he's rich, and her narrowly, Charles ! lady Freelove is as misthat will qualify his absurdities. Money is achievous as a monkey, and as cunning, too.wonderful improver of the understanding. But "Have a care of her. I say, have a care of her. whence comes all this intelligence?

Cha. If she's there, I'll have her out of the Cha. In an angry letter from her father. How house within this half hour, or set fire to it. iniserable I am! If I had not offended my lar- Maj. Nay, now, you're too violent-Stay a riot, much offended her by that foolish riot and moment, and we'll consider what's best to be drinking at your house in the country, she would done. certainly, at such a time, have taken refuge in my arms.

Re-enter Oakly. Maj. A very agreeable figure for a young lady, to be sure, and extremely decent !

Oak. Come, is the coach ready? Let us be Cha. I am ali uneasiness. Did not she tell gone. Does Charles go with us? me, that she trembled at the thoughts of having Cha. I go with you! What can I do? I am trusted her affections with a man of such a wild so vext and distracted, and so many thoughts disposition? What a heap of extravagancies was crowd in upon me, I don't know which way to I guilty of?

turn myself. Maj. Extravagancies with a witness ! Ah, you Mrs Oak. [Within.] The coach! dines out!. silly young dog, you would ruin yourself with her where is your master? father, in spite of all I could do. There you Oak. Zounds! brother, here she is ! sat, as drunk as a lord, telling the old gentletian the whole affair, and swearing you would drive

Enter Mrs OAKLY. sir Harry Beagle out of the country, though I kept winking and nodding, pulling you by the Mrs Oak. Pray, Mr Oakly, what is the matsleeve, and kicking your shins under the table, in ter you cannot dine at home to-day? hopes of stopping you, but all to no purpose. Oak. Don't be uneasy, iny dear! I have a lit

Cha. What distress may she be in at this in- tle business to settle with my brother; so I am stant! Alone, and defenceless! Where? Where only just going to dinner with him and Charles can she be?

to the tavern. Maj. What relations or friends has she in Mrs Oak. Why cannot you

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here as well as at a tavern? But it is some of Cha. Relations! let me see.-Faith! I have your ladies' business, I suppose, and so you must it. If she is in town, ten to one but she is at get rid of my company. This is chiefly your her aunt's, lady Freelove's. I'll go thither imme- fault, major Oakly! diately.

Maj. Lord, sister! what signifies it, whether a Maj. Lady Freclove's ! Hold, hold, Charles ! man dines at home or abroad? [Coolly: do you know her ladyship?

Mrs Oak. It signifies a great deal, sir! and I Cha. Not much; but I'll break through all don't chooseforms to get to my Harriot.

Maj. Phoo! let him go, my dear sister, let. Maj. I do know her ladyship.

him go! he will be ten times better company Cha. Well, and what do you know of her? when he comes back. I tell you what, sister

Maj. Oh, nothing ! Her ladyship is a woman you sit at homne till you are quite tired of of the world, that's all she'll introduce Har- one another, and, then, you grow cross, and fall riot to the best company.

If you would bui part a little now and Cha. What do you mean?

then, you might meet again in good humour. Maj. Yes, yes; I would trust a wife, or a Mrs Vak. I beg, major Oakly, that you would

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trouble yourself about your own affairs; and let Oak. Oh, my dear! me tell you, sir, that I

[Exeunt Mr and Mrs Oakle, Oak. Nay, do not put thyself into a passion Maj. Ha, ha, ha! there's a picture of resoluwith the major, my dear! It is not his fault; tion! there goes a philosopher for you! ha! and I shall come back to thee very soon.

Charles ! Mrs Oak. Come back! why need you go out? Cha. Oh, uncle ! I have no spirits to laugh, I know well enough when you mean to deceive now. me : for, then, there is always a pretence of die Maj. So! I have a fine time on't between you ning with sir John, or my lord, or somebody; and my brother. Will you meet me to dinner at but when you tell me that you are going to a ta- the St Alban's by four ? We'll drink her health, vern, it's such a bare-faced affront

and think of this affair. Oak. This is so strange, now! Why, my dear, Cha. Don't depend upon me. I shall be runI shall oniv just

ning all over the town in pursuit of my HarMrs Oak. Only just go after the lady in the riot. I have been considering what you have letter, I suppose?

said; but, at all events, I'll go directly to lady Oak. Well, well; I won't go then. Will that Freelove's. If I find her not there, which way I convince you? I'll stay with you, my dear! will shall direct myself, Heaven knows. that satisfy you?

Maj. Hark ye, Charles! If you meet with Maj. For shame! hold out, if you are a man. her, you may be at a loss. Bring her to my

[Apart. house. I have a snug room, andOak. She has been so much vext this inorn- Cha. Phou ! prithee, uncle, don't trifle with ning already, I must humour her a little now. me, now.

[Apart. Maj. Well, seriously, then, my house is at Maj. Fy, fy! go out, or you're undone.

[ Apart. Cha. I thank you : but I must be gone. Oak. You see it's impossible [Apart. Maj. Ay, ay ; bring her to my house, and we'll [To Mrs Oakly.] I'll dine at home with thee, settle the whole affair for you. You shall clap

her into a a post-chaise, take the chaplain of our Mrs Oak. Ay, ay; pray do, sir. Dine at a degiment along with you; wheel her down to tavern, indeed!

[Going. Scotland; and, when you come back, send to setOnk. [Returning.] You may depend on me an- de her fortune with her father: that's the moather time, major.

dern art of making love, Charles ! Maj. Steel and adamant! Ah!

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market Peggy and Black Moll, and his great Enter Sır Harry BEAGLE and Tom.

grandsire, and great great grandsire, were sir Sir Har. Ten guineas a mare, and a crown • Ralph Whip’s Regulus, and the famous Prince the man? hey, Tom !

• Anamaboo. Tom. Yes, your honour.

bis Sir Har. And are you sure, Tom, that there

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mark. Tom. He's a good thing, sir, and as little be

STARTAL.' holden to the ground, as any horse that ever went over the turf upon four legs. Why, here's Tom. All fine horses, and won every thing! a his whole pedigree, your honour!

foal out of your honour's bald-faced Venus, by Sir Har. Is he attested ?

this horse, would beat the world. Tom. Very well attested: it is signed by Jack Sir Har. Well, then, we'll think on't. But, Spur, and my lord Startall.

pox on't, Tom; I have certainly knocked up my [Giving the pedigree. little roan gelding, in this damned wild-goose Sir Har. Let me see-[Reading.)– Tom- chase of threescore miles an end. come-tickle-me was out of the famous Tantwi- Tom. He's deadly blown to be sure, your ho

vy-mare, by sir Aaron Driver's chesnut horse nour; and I am afraid we are upon a wrong " White Stockings. White Stockings, bis dam, scent after all. Madam Harriot certainly took was got by lord Hedge's South Barb, full sister

across the country, instead of coming on to Lonto the Proserpine Filley, and his sire Tom don. * Jones, his grandain was the Irish Dutchess, and Sir Har. No, no; we traced her all the way his grandsire 'Squire Sportly's Trajan; his grcat up. But d'ye hear, Tom, look out among the

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stables and repositories here in town, for a smart Sir Har. You seemed mad about her a little road nag, and a strong horse to carry a portman- while ago. She's a fine mare, and a thing of teau.

shape and blood. Tom. Sir Roger Turf's horses are all to be Rus. Damn her blood !Harriot ! my dear sold—I'll see if there's ever a tight thing there-provoking Harriot! Where can she be? Have but I suppose, sir, you would have one somewhat you got any intelligence of her? stronger than Snip?-I don't think he's quite Sir Har. No, faith, not I: we seem to be enough of a horse for your honour.

quite thrown out here—but, however, I have orSir Har. Not enough of a horse ! Snip's a dered Tom to try if he can hear any thing of ber powerful gelding; master of two stone more among the ostlers. than my weight. If Snip stands sound, I would Rus. Why don't you inquire after her yournot take a hundred guineas for him. Poor Snip! self? why don't you rım up and down the whole go into the stable, Tom; see they give him a town after her? -t'other young rascal knows warm mash, and look at his heels and his eyes. where she is, I warrant you.-What a plague it But where's Mr Russet all this while?

is to have a daughter! When one loves her to Tom. I left the 'squire at breakfast on a cold distraction, and has toiled and laboured to make pigeon-pye, and enquiring after madam Harriot ber happy, the ungrateful slut will sooner go to in the kitchen. I'll let him know your honour hell her own way—but she shall have him-I would be glad to see him here.

will make her happy, if I break her heart for it. Sir Har. Ay, do: but hark'e, Tom, be sure -A provoking gipsy !-to run away, and toryou take care of Snip.

ment her poor father, that dotes on her! I'll Tom. I'll warrant your honour.

never see her face again.--Sic Harry, how can Sir Har. I'll be down in the stables myself we get any intelligence of her? Why don't you by and by. [Erit Tom.] Let me see- -out speak? why don't you tell me!--Zounds! you of the famous Tantwivy by White Stockings; seem as inditterent as if you did not care a farthWhite Stockings his dam, full sister to the Pros ing about her. erpine Filly, and his sire-pox on't, how un- Sir Har. Indifferent ! you may well call me lucky it is, that this damned accident should hap- indifferent !--this damned chase after her will pen in the Newmarket week! ten to one I lose cost me a thousand------if it had not been for my match with lord Choakjade, by not riding her, I would not have been off the course this inyself, and I shall have no opportunity to hedge week, to have saved the lives of my whole family my berts neither what a damned piece of --I'll hold you six to two that.... work have I made on't! I have knocked up poor

Rus. Zounds! hold your tongne, or talk more Snip, shall lose my match, and, as to Harriot, to the purpose-----I swear, she is too good for the odds are, that I lose my match there, too

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don't deserve such a wife---a fine, dear, a skittish young tit! If I once get her tight in sweet, lovely, charming girl !---She'll break my Dand, I'll make her wince for it. Her estate heart.----How shall I find her out ?------Do, joined to my own, I would have the finest stud, prithee, sir Harry, my dear honest friend, conand the noblest kennel in the whole country.- sider how we may discover where she is fled to. But here comes her father, puffing and blowing, Sir Har. Suppose you put

an advertisement like a broken-winded horse up hill.

into the news-papers, describing her inarks, ber

age, her height, and where she straved from. I Enter Russer.

recovered a bay mare once by that inethod.

Rus. Advertise her! What ! describe my Rus. Well, sir Ilarry, have you heard any daughter and expose her in the public papers, thing of her?

with a reward for bringing her home, like horses Sir Har. Yes, I have been asking Tom about stolen or strayed !-----rccovered a bay mare ! her, and he says, you may have her for five hun- the devil's in the fellow !------ he thinks of nothing dred guineas.

but racers, and bay mares, and stallions.--Rus. Five hundred guineas ! how d’ye mean? 'Sdeath I wish your-----where is she? which way did she take?

Sir Har. I wish Harriot was fairly pounded; Sir Har. Why, first she went to Epsom, then it would save us both a deal of trouble. to Lincoln, then to Nottingham, and now she is Rus. Which way shall I turn myself?----at York.

am half distracted.------If I go to that young Rus. Impossible! she could not go over half dog's house, he has certainly conveyed her somethe ground in the time. What the devil are you where out of my reach-----if she does not send talking of?

to me to day, I'll give her up for ever------perSir Har. Of the mare you was just now say-haps, though, she inay have met with some acing you wanted to buy.

cident, and has nobody to assist her.---No, she Rus. The devil take the mare !_who would is certainly with that young rascal.---I wish she think of her, when I am mad about an affair of was dead, and I was dead-----I'll blow young so much more consequence?

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sit down. [They sit.] I longed to see you. It

seemed an age till I had an opportunity of talkSir Har. Well, Tom, how is poor Snip? ing over the silly affair that happened this morn Tom. A little better, sir, after his warm mash: ing.

[Mildly. but Lady, the pointing bitch that followed you Dak. Why, really, my dearall the way, is deadly foot-sore.

Mrs Oak. Nay, don't look so grave now. Rus. Damn Snip and Lady! have you heard Come—it's all over. Charles and you have any thing of Harriot ?

cleared up matters. I am satisfied. Tom. Why I came on purpose to let my mas- Oak, Indeed! I rejoice to hear it! You make ter aud your honour know, that John Ostler says me happy beyond my expectation. This dispo as how, just such a lady as I told him madam sition will insure our felicity. Do but lay aside Harriot was, came here in a four-wheel chaise, your cruel unjust suspicion, and we should never and was fetched away soon after by a fine lady have the least difference. in a chariot.

Mrs Oak. Indeed, I begin to think so. I'll enRus. Did she come alone?

deavour to get the better of it. And really someTom. Quite alone, only a servant-maid, please times it is very ridiculous. My uneasiness this your honour.

morning, for instance! ha, ha, ha! To be so Rus. And what part of the town did they go much alarmned about that idle letter, which turned to?

out quite another thing at last- was not I very Tom. John Ostler says as how, they bid the angry with you? ha, ha, ha! (Affecting a laugh. coachman drive to Grosvenor-square.

Oak. Don't mention it. Let us both forget it. Sir Har. Soho ! puss

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Your present cheerfulness makes amends for Rus. She is certainly gone to that young every thing, roguem-she has got his aunt to fetch her from NÍrs Oak. I am apt to be too violent: I love hence-or else she is with her own aunt, lady you too well to be quite easy about you. (Fondly.] Freelove------they both live in that part of the Well-no matter-what is become of Charles? town. I'll go to his house; and in the mean Oak. Poor fellow! he is on the wing, rambling while

, sir Harry, you shall step to lady Free- all over the town in pursuit of this young lady. love's. We'll find her, I warrant you. I'll teach Mrs Oak. Where is he gone, pray! my young mistress to be gadding. She shall

Oak. First of all, I believe, to some of her remarry you to-night. . Come along, sir Harry, lations. come along; we won't lose a minute. Come Mrs Oak. Relations! Who are they? Where along.

do they live? Sir Hur. Soho ! hark forward ! wind 'em Oak. There is an aunt of her's lives just in the and cross 'em! hark forward ! Yoics! Yoics ! neighbourhood; lady Freelove.

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dy Freelove's, is he?-and do you think he will SCENE II.--Changes to Oakly's. hear any thing of her?

Oak. I don't know; but I hope so with all my Enter Mrs OAKLY.

soul. Mrs Oak. After all, that letter was certainly Mrs Oak. Hope! with all your soul! do you intended for my husband. I see plain enough hope so?

[Alarmed. they are all in a plot against me. My husband Oak. Hope so ! ye-yes-why, don't you hope intriguing, the major working him up to affront so?

[Surprised. me, Charles owning bis letters, and so playing Mrs Oak. Well-yes [Recovering:10 ay, into each other's hands.------They think me a to be sure. I hope it of all things. You know, tool, I find-but I'll be too much for them my dear, it must give me great satisfaction, as yet. -------I have desired to speak with Mr Oak- well as yourself, to see Charles well settled. ly, and expect him here immediately. His Oak. I should think so; and really I don't temper is naturally open; and if he thinks my know where he can be settled so well. She is a anger abated, and my suspicions laid asleep, he most deserving young woman, I assure you. will certainly betray himself by his behaviour. Mrs Oak. You are well acquainted with her, I'll assume an air of good-humour, pretend to then? believe the fine story they bave trumped up, Oak. To be sure, my dear! after seeing her so throw him off his guard, and so draw the secret often last summer at the major's house in the out of him. Here he comes.---How hard it is country, and at her father's. to dissemble one's anger! 0, I could rate him Mrs Oak. So often! soundly! but I'll keep down my indignation at Vak. () ay, very often-Charles took care of present, though it chokes me.

that-almost every day.

Mrs Ouk. Indeed! But pray-a-2--I Enter OAKLY. say-ama

[Confused. O my dear! I am very glad to see you. Pray Oak. What do you say? my dear!

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