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sixty-five, nay, just entering into his sixty-sixth Young Cla. But I do; and so you will all pre-yearsently. Well, my dear uncle, what! are you/ Young Cla. O Misericorde! What, is my unastonished, petrified, annihilated?

cle my rival! Nay, then, I shall burst, by JuSir Cha. With your iinpudence, Jack !-But I piter! Ha, ha, ha!" I'll see it out.

Miss Har. Don't imagine, sir, that, to me

your age is any fault. Enter Miss HARRIET.

| Sir Cha. [Bowing. ] You are very obliging,

madam. Miss Har. Bless me, Mr. Heartly! what is Miss Har. Neither is it, sir, a merit of that all this music for in the next room!

extraordinary nature, that I should sacrifice to Young Cla. I brought the gentlemen of the it an inclination which I have conceived for string, madeinoiselle, to convince you, that I another. feel, as I ought, the honour you have done me! Sir Cha. How is this?

Showing the letter.] But, for Heaven's Young Cla. Another! not you-mind that, sake, be sincere a little with these good folks : uncle. They tell me here, that I am nobody, and there! Lucy. What is the meaning of all this? is another happier than myself; and, for the soul Young Cla. Proof positive, uncle—and very of me, I don't know how to believe them, ba, positive. ha, ha!

Sir Cha. I have been led into a mistake, maSir Cha. Let us hear miss speak.

dam, which I hope you will excuse; and I have Miss Har. It is a most terrible task: but I made myself very ridiculous, which I hope I shall am compelled to it; and to hesitate any longer | forget : And so, madam, I am your humble serwould be injurious to my guardian, his friend, vant.--This young lady has something very exthis young gentleman, and my own character. |traordinary about her!

Young Cla. Most judicious, upon my soul. Heart. What I now see, and the remembrance Sir Cha. Hold your tongue, Jack.

of what is past, force me to break silence. Young Cla. I am dumb.

Young Cla. Ay, now for it. Hear him, hear Miss Har. You have all been in an error. My him! bashfulness may have deceived you-My heart Heart. O my Harriet! I, too, must be disnever did.

graced in my turn. Can you think, that I have Young Cla. C'est orai.

seen and conversed with you unmoved? InMiss Har. Therefore, before I declare my deed I have not. The more I was sensible of sentiments, it is proper that I disavow any your merit, the stronger were my motives to engagement: But at the same time must con stifle the ambition of my heart. But now I can fess

no longer resist the violence of my passion, which Young Cla. Ho-ho!

casts me at your feet, the most unworthy, inMiss Har. With fear and shame confess deed, of all your admirers, but of all the most Young Cla. Courage, mademoiselle !

affectionate. Miss Har. That another, not you, sir, has Young Cla. So, so! the moon has changed, gained a power over my heart.

and the grown gentlemen begin to be frisky! [To Young Clackit. Lucy. What, my master in love, too! I'll Sir Cha. Another, not you; mind that, Jack. never trust these tye-wigs again.

Aside. Ha, ha!

Mis Hur. I have refused my hand to Sir Miss Har. It is a power, indeed, which he Charles and this young gentleman : The one acdespises. I cannot be deceived in bis conduct. cuses me of caprice, the other of singularity. -Modesty may tie the tongue of our sex, but Should I refuse my hand a third time (Smiling.) silence in him could proceed only from con- I might draw upon myself a more severe retempt.

proach; and therefore I accept your favour, sir, Sir Cha. How prettily she reproaches me and will endeavour to deserve it. But I'll soon make it up with her.

Heart. And thus I seal my acknowledgments, Miss Har. As to that letter, sir, your error and from henceforth devote my every thought, there is excusable; and I own myself in that and all my services, to the author of my happiparticular a little blameable. But it was not my ness.

[Kisses her hand. fault that it was sent to you; and the contents Sir Cha. Well, my dear discreet nephew, are inust have told you, that it could not possibly be you satisfied with the fool's part you have given meant for you.'

(T) Young CLACKIT. ime, and played yourself, in the farce? Sir Cha. Proof positive, Jack : Say no more. Young Cla. What would you have me say, Now is my time to begin. Hem! hem Sweet sir? I am too much a philosopher to fret myself, young lady !hem! whose charms are so mighty, because the wind, which was east this morning, so far transcending every thing that we read of is now west. The poor girl, in pique, has killed in history or fable, how could you possibly think herself, to be revenged on me; but, hark ye, sir, that my silence proceeded from contempt? Was I believe Heartly will be cursed mad to have me it natural or prudent, think you, for a man of live in his neighbourhood. A word to the

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Sir Cha. Thou hast a most incorrigible vanity, what a sense I have of my happiness, and how Jack, and nothing can cure thee. Mr. Heart!y, much I shall endeavour to deserve it. I have sense enough, and friendship enough, not to be uneasy at your happiness.

For every charm that ever yet blessed youth, Heart, I hope, Sir Charles, that we shall still Accept compliance, tenderness, and truth; continue to live as neighbours and friends. For My friendly care shall change to grateful love, you, my Harriet, words cannot express my won. And the fond husband still the GUARDIAN der or my joy; my future conduct must tell you




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SCENE I.-A street.

| Slip. The same, i'faith!

Mar. 'Tis he, as I live!

Slip. My friend, happily met!

Mar. My dear, I embrace you ?--Not seeMar. I am sick as a dog of being a valet ! --ing you among the beau-monde, I was afraid running after other people's business, and neg- there had been some fresh misunderstanding lecting my own- this low life is the devil ! between you and the law.

I've had a taste for the gentleman, and Slip. Faith! my dear, I have had a narrow shall never lose it, 'Tis thy own fault, my escape, since I saw you, I bad like to have been little Martin ! Thou would'st always play small preferred in some of our settlements abroad, games; when, bad you but had the face to put but I found there was no doing the business yourself forward a little, some well jointured by deputy, sowidow had taken you into her post-chariot, and 'Mar. Did not accept of the place, ba ! made your fortune at once. A fellow of my wit why what little mischief had'st thou been at? and spirit should have broke twice, and set up Slip. Why, I don't know-meeting one night again by this time.

with a certain Portuguese Jew-merchant, in one Enter SLIP.

of the back streets here by the exchange (I

was a little in liquor I believe-piping hot from Slip. Hey! is not that, that rascal, Martin, a turtle-feast) it came into my giddy head to stop yonder?

bim, out of mere curiosity, to ask what news Mar. Can that be my modest friend, Slip? from Germany-nothing more, and the fellow,

[Aside. not understanding good English, would needs bave it, that I asked hiin for something else I Mar. Ay, he's dying for the-twenty thouHe bawld out, up came the watch, down was I sand-that's all— but since your masterlaid in the kennel, and then carried before a ma

[Going. gistrate-He clapped jne on a stone doublet, Slip. Ol! there you're safe enough; my masthat I could not get off my back for two months. ter will never marry Miss Stockwell : there hapMar. Two months, say you?

pens to be a small rub in the way. Slip. And there I might have rotted, if I had | Mar. What rub? not had great friends; a certain lady of quality's Slip. Only married already. woman's cousin, that was kept by Mr. Quirk, of Tbavies-Inn, you must know, was in love with Slip, Why, his father would marry him here me, and she

in town, it seems, and he--chose to be married Mar. Brought you in not guilty, I warrant. in the country-that's all. The truth is, our Oh! great friends is a great matter.

young gentleman managed matters with the Slip. This affair really gave me some serious young lady so ill, or so well, that, upon his fareflexions.

ther's return, there was hot consulting among Mar. No doubt, it spoiled you for a news- the relations; and the lady being of a good monger: no more intelligence from foreign family, and having a smart fighting fellow of a countries, hey!

brother in the army-why, my master, who bates Slip. Well but, Martin! what's thy history quarrelling, spoke to the old gentleman, and the since I saw thee!

affair's hushed up by a marriage, that's all. Mar. Um! a novel only, sir: why, I am a-| Mar. Um! an entire new face of affairs! shamed to say it: I am but an honorary rascal, Slip. My master's wedding-cloaths, and mine. as well as yourself.--I did try my luck, indeed, are all ordered for the country, and I am to folat Epsom, and Newmarket; but the knowing | low them, as soon as I have seen the family ones were taken in, and I was obliged to return here, and redeemed my old master's promise, to service again.-But a master without money, that lies in pawn. implies a servant without wages; I am not in Mar. Old master's promise let me thinklove with my condition, I promise you.

Slip. 'Twas what brought me to town, or I had Slip. I am with mine, I assure you: I am re- not shook my honest friend by the fist. Martin. tired from the great world-chat's my taste now good morrow !--what in the dumps ?-we shall -and live in the country, with one Mr. Har- meet again, man. lowe-piping hot from his travels. 'Tis al Mar. Let me alone, I have a thought-hark charming young fellow ! Drinking, hunting, and you, my dear? is thy master known to old Wenching, my boy !-a man of universal know- Stockwell? ledge. Then I am his privy counsellor, and we Slip. Never saw him in his life. always play the devil together. That amuses Mar. That's brave, my boy!-Hits him a one, you know, and keeps one out of mischief. slup on the back. -Art thou still a cock of the

Mar. Yes, pretty lambs! But what makes game, Slip? and shall we?-No; I doubt-I you in London now? whither are you bound? doubt that damned Jew-merchant sticks in thy Slip. Tv yonder great house.

stomach, and you are turned dunghill, you dog! Mar. What, Mr. Stockwell's?

Slip. Try me. A good sailor won't die a dry Slip. The same. You must know his daugh-death at land for one hurricane. Speak out! ter is engaged to my master.

you would pass your master upon the family for Mar. Miss Stockwell to your master? mine, and marry him to the lady? is not that

Slip. Tis pot above six weeks ago, that my the trick? master's father, sir Harry Harlowe, was Dere Mar. That! I have a trick worth two on't: I upon a visit to his old friend, and then the mat- | know Miss Nancy is a girl of taste, and I have ter was settled between them-quite à la mode, a prettier fellow in my eye for her. I assure you.

Slip. Ay, who's he? Mar. How do you mean?

Mar. Myself, you puppy! Slap. The old folk struck the bargain, without Slip. That's brave, my boy! the consent of the young ones, or even their see

[Slaps him on the back. ing one another.

Mar. I'm in love with her to Mar. Tip top, I assure you; and every thing's Slip. To the value of twenty thousand agreed?

1 pounds? I approve your flame. Slip. Signed and sealed by the two fathers; Mar. I will take the name and shape of your the lady and her fortune both ready to be de- master. Livered. Twenty thousand, you rogue !-ready Slip. Very well ! rbino down! and only wait for young master to Mar. Marry Miss Stockwell. write a receipt,

Slip. Agreed. Mar. Whew! Then my young master may Mar. Touch the twenty thousand. e'en make a leg to his fortune, and set up his Slip. Um Well, well! staff somewhere else.

Mar. And disappear before matters come to Slip. Thy inaster.

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