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Scale. A rotorious rogue, I say, and very fit | Bal. No more! there were five two hours ago. for a soldier.

Syl. Tis true, sir, but this rogue of a constaConst. A whoremaster, I say, and therefore fit ble let the rest escape for a bribe of eleven shilto go.

lings a man, because he said the act allowed him Bal. What think you, captain?

but ten; so the odd shilling was clear gains. Plume. I think he's a very pretty fellow, and All Just. How? . therefore fit to serve.

Syl. Gentlemen, he offered to let me go away Syl. Me for a soldier! send your own lazy for two guineas, but I had not so much about me: lubberly sons at home; fellows that hazard their this is truth, and I'm ready to swear it. necks every day in the pursuit of a fox, yet dare | Kite. And I'll swear it: give me the book; 'tis not peep abroad to look an enemy in the face. for the good of the service.

Const. May it please your worships, I have a Mob. May it please your worship, I gave him woman at the door to swear a rape against this half a crown to say that I was an honest man; rogue.

but, now, since that your worships have made me Syl. Is it your wife or daughter, booby? I ra- a rogue, I hope I shall have my money again. vished them both yesterday.

Bal. 'Tis my opinion, that this constable be Bal. Pray, captain, read the articles of war; put into the captain's hands; and if his friends we'll see him listed immediately.

don't bring four good men for his ransom by to Plume. (Reads.) Articles of war against mu morrow night, captain, you shall carry him to tiny and desertion, &c.

Flanders, Syl. Hold, sir - Once more, gentlemen, have Scale. Scrup. Agreed, agreed. a care what you do, for you shall severely smart Plume. Mr Kite, take the constable into cusfor any violence you offer to me; and you, Mr tody. Balance, I speak to you particularly, you shall Kite. Ay, ay, sir. [To the constable.) Will you heartily repent it.

please to have your office taken from you, or Plume. Look'e, young spark, say but one word will you handsomely lay down your staff, as your more, and I'll build a horse for you as high as betters have done before you?" the cieling, and make you ride the most ciresome

[Constable drops his staff. journey that ever you made in your life.

Bal. Come, gentlemen, there needs no great Syl. You have made a fine speech, good cap- ceremony in adjourning this court. Captain, you tain Huff-cap! but you had better be quiet; I shall dine with me. shall find a way to cool your courage.

Kite. Come, Mr Militia Serjeant, I shall siPlume. Pray, gentlemen, don't mind him, he's | lence you now, I believe, without your taking distracted.

the law of me?

(Ereunt. Syl. 'Tis false; I am descended of as good a family as any in your county; my father is as 1 SCENE V.-A room in Balance's house. good a man as any upon your bench; and I am heir to twelve hundred pounds a-year.

Enter BALANCE and Steward. Bal. He's certainly mad. Pray, captain, read Stew. We did not miss her till the evening, the articles of war. .

sir; and then, searching for her in the chamber Syl. Hold, once more. Pray, Mr Balance, to that was my young master's, we found her clothes you I speak; suppose I were your child, would there, but the suit that your son left in the press, you use me at this rate?

when he went to London, was gone. Bal. No, faith! were you mine, I would send Bal. The white, trimmed with silver? you to Bedlam first, and into the army after- Stew. The same. wards.

Bal. You han't told that circumstance to any Syl. But, consider my father, sir; he's as good, body? as generous, as brave, as just a man, as ever ser Ster. To none but your worship. ved his country. I'm his only child; perhaps, the Bal. And be sure you don't. Go into the loss of me may break his heart.

dining-room, and tell captain Plume that I beg Bal. He's a very great fool, if it does. Cap- to speak with him. tain, if you don't list bim this minute, I'll leave Stew. I shall.

[Erit. the court.

Bal. Was ever man so imposed upon! I had Plume. Kite, do you distribute the levy-money her promise, indeed, that she would never disto the men while I read.

pose of herself without my consent-I have conKite. Ay, bir. Silence, gentlemen.

sented with a witness! given her away as my act [Plume reads the articles of war. and decd-and this, I warrant, the captain thinks Bal. Very well; now, captain, let me beg the will pass. No, I shall never pardon him the vilfavour of you not to discharge this fellow upon lany, first of robbing me of my daughter, and any account whatsoever. Bring in the rest. then the mean opinion he must have of me to

Const. There are no more, an't please your think that I could be so wretchedly imposed worship.

upon : her extravagant passion might encourage her in the attempt, but the contrivance must be swearing, drunken crew; and you, Mr Justice, his. I'll know the truth presently.

might have been so civil as to have invited me

to dinner; for I have caten with as good a man Enter PLUME.

as your worship. Pray, captain, what have you done with our Plume. Sir, you must charge our want of reyoung gentleman soldier?

spect upon our ignorance of your quality Plume. He's at my quarters, I suppose, with But now, you are at liberty- I have discharged the rest of my men.

you. Bal. Does he keep company with the common Syl. Discharged me! soldiers?

Bal. Yes, sir; and you must once more go Plume. No; he's generally with me.

home to your father. Bal. He lies with you, I presume.

Syl. My father! then I am discovered-Oh, Plume. No, faith! I offered him part of my sir !-Kneeling: -1 expect no pardon. bed—but the young rogue fell in love with Rose, Bul. Pardon ! no, no, child; your crime shall and has lain with her, I think, since she came to be your punishment: here, captain, I deliver her town.

over to the conjugal power for her chastisement. Bal. So that, between you both, Rose has been Since you will be a wife, be you a husband, a finely managed.

very husband - When she tells you of her love, Plume. Upon my honour, sir, she had no harm upbraid her with her folly; be modishly ungratefrom me.

ful, because she has been unfashionably kind; Bal. All's safe, I find-Now, captain, you and use her worse than you would any body must know, that the young fellow's impudence else, because you cannot use her so well as she in court was well-grounded; he said I should deserves. heartily repent his being listed, and so I do from Plume. And are you Sylvia, in good earnest ? my soul.

Syl. Earnest! I have gone too far to make it Plume. Ay! for what reason?

a jest, sir. Bal. Because he is no less than what he said Plume. And do you give her to me in good he was; born of as good a family as any in this earnest ? county, and he is heir to twelve hundred pounds Bal. If you please to take her, sir. a-year.

Plume. Why, then, I have saved my legs and Plume. I'm very glad to hear it--for I wanted arms, and lost my liberty; secure from wounds, but a man of that quality to make my company a I am prepared for the gout: farewell subsistperfect representative of the whole commons of ence, and welcome taxes-Sir, my liberty, and England."

the hope of being a general, are much dearer to Bal. Won't you discharge him?

me than your twelve hundred pounds a-yearPlume. Not under a hundred pounds sterling. But to your love, madam, I resign my freedom,

Bal. You shall have it, for his father is my in- and to your beauty my ambition--greater in timate friend.

| obeying at your feet, than commanding at the Plume. Then you shall have him for nothing. | head of an army. Bal. Nay, sir, you shall have your price. Plume. Not a penny, sir; I value an obliga

Enter WORTHY. tion to you much above an hundred pounds. Wor. I am sorry to hear, Mr 'Balance, that

Bal. Perhaps, sir, you shan't repent your ge- your daughter is lost. nerosity- Will you please to write his dis. Bal. So am not I, sir, since an honest gentle. charge in my pocket-book ?-{Gives his book. – man has found her. In the mean time, we'll send for the gentleman. Who waits there?

. Enter MELINDA.

Mel. Pray, Mr Balance, what's become of my Enter a Servant.

cousin Sylvia? Go to the captain's lodging, and inquire for Mr! Bul. Your cousin Sylvia is talking yonder, with Wilful; tell him his captain wants him bere im- your cousin Plume. mediately.

Mel. And Worthy. How! Ser. Sir, the gentleman's below at the door, in- Syl. Do you think it strange, cousin, that a quiring for the captain.

woman should change? but I hope you'll excuse Plume. Bid him come up. Here's the dis- | a change that has proceeded from constancy. I charge, sir.

altered my outside, because I was the saine withBal. Sir, I thank you—'Tis plain he had no in; and only laid by the woman to make sure of hand in't.

[Aside. my man: that's my history.

Mel. Your history is a little romantic, couEnter Sylvia.

sin; but, since success has crowned your advenSyl. I think, captain, you inight have used me tures, you will have the world on your side, and better, than to leave me yonder among your I shall be willing to go with the tide, provided

you'll pardon an injury I offered you, in the let- more, and have persuaded my sweetheart Cartter to your father.

wheel, to go with us; but you must promise not Plume. That injury, madam, was done to me, to part with me again. and the reparation I expect, shall be made to my! Syl. I find Mrs Rose has not been pleased friend: Make Mr Worthy happy, and I shall be with her bed-fellow. satisfied.

Rose. Bed-fellow! I don't know whether I Mel. A good example, sir, will go a great had a bed-fellow or not. way- When my cousin is pleased to surren- Syl. Don't be in a passion, child; I was as litder, 'tis probable I shan't hold out much longer. tle pleased with your company, as you could be

with mine. Enter Brazen.

Bul. Pray, sir, donna be offended at my sisBraz. Gentlemen, I am yours— Madam, Iter; she's something underbred; but, if you am not yours.

please, I'll lie with you in her stead. Mel. I'm glad on't, sir.

Plume. I have promised, madam, to provide Braz. So am I--You have got a pretty house, for this girl: now, will you be pleased to let her here, Mr Laconic.

wait upon you, or shall I take care of ber? Bal. 'Tis time to right all mistakes_ My! Syl. She shall be my charge, sir ; you may find name, sir, is Balance.

it business enough to take care of me. Braz. Balance ! Sir, I am your most obedient Bul. Aye, and of me, captain; for wauns! if --I know your whole generation---Had not you ever you lift your hands against me, I'll desertan uncle that was governor of the Leeward Plume. Captain Brazen shall take care of that. Islands some years ago?

My dear! instead of the twenty thousand pounds Bal. Did you know him?

you talked of, you shall have the twenty brave Braz. Intimately, sir-He played at billiards recruits that I have raised, at the rate they cost to a miracle-You had a brother, too, that was a me- My commission I lay down, to be taken captain of a fire-ship-poor Dick !-he had the up by some braver fellow, that has more merit, most engaging way with him of making punch and less good fortune- whilst I endeavour, and then his cabin was so neat-but his poor boy by the example of this worthy gentleman, to Jack was the most comical bastard-Ha, ha, ha, serve my king and country at home. ha, ha! a pickled dog, I shall never forget him. With some regret I quit the active field,

Plume. Have you got your recruits, my dear? Where glory full reward for life does yield; Braz. Not a stick, my dear!

But the recruiting trade, with all its train Plume. Probably I shall furnish you.

Of endless plague, fatigue, and endless pain,

I gladly quit, with my fair spouse to stay, Enter Rose and Bullock.

And raise recruits the matrimonial way. Rose. Captain, captain, I have got loose once

(Ereunt omnes.

THE

BEAUX STRATAGEM.

BY

FARQUHAR.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

AIMWE

MEN.

| SCRUB, servant to MR SULLEN. ARCHER,

{two gentlemen of broken fortunes,
"al Benemen Y UTORET

WOMEN.
SULLEN, a country blockhead.

LADY BOUNTIFUL, an old civil country gentle. Sie C. FREEMAN, a gentleman from London. woman, that cures all distempers. FOIGARD, a French priest.

DORINDA, LADY BOUNTIFUL's daughter, Gibbet, a highwayman.

Mrs SULLEN, her daughter-in-law. HOUNSLOW, I his companions.

GIPSEY. BAGSHOT, S"

CHERRY, daughter to BONIFACE. BONIFACE, landlord of the inn.

Scene-Litchfield.

ACT I.

SCENE I.--An inn.

Cher. That they dare not, for fear the coach

man should overturn them to-morrow. [Ringing:] Enter Boniface running. Bar-bell rings.

Coming, coming: here's the London coach arri

ved. Bon. CHAMBERLAIN, maid, Cherry, daughter Cherry! All asleep, all dead?

Enter several people with trunks, band-bores,

with other luggage, and cross the stage. Enter CHERRY, running.

Bon. Welcome, ladies.. Cher. Here, here. Why d'ye bawl so, father?) Cher. Very welcome, gentlemen. ChamberD'ye think we have no ears?

lain, shew the Lion and the Rose. Bon. You deserve to have none, you young

[Exit CHERRY with the Company. minx-the company of the Warrington coach has stood in the hall this hour, and nobody to shew

Enter ArmwELL, in a riding habit; ARCHER, as them to their chambers.

foolman, carrying a portmanteau. Cher. And let them wait, father; there's nei- Bon. This way, this way, gentlemen. ther red-coat in the coach, nor footman behind Aim. Set down the things; go to the stable, it.

| and see my horses well rubbed. Bon. But they threaten to go to another inn Arch. I shall, sir.

[Erit. to-night.

Aim. You're my landlord, I suppose ?

Bon. Yes, sir, I'm old Will Boniface, pretty, and, I believe, she lays out one half on't in chawell known upon this road, as the saying is. ritable uses, for the good of her neighbours; she Aim. O, Mr Boniface, your servant.

cures rheumatisms, ruptures, and broken shios, in Bon. O, sir- What will your honour please to men: green-sickness, obstructions, and fits of the drink, as the saying is?

mother in women; the king's evil, chin-cough, and Aim. I have heard your town of Litchfield chilblains in children: in short, she has cured much famed for ale : I think I'll taste that. more people in and about Litchfield within ten

Bon. Sir, I have now in my cellar ten ton of years, than the doctors bave killed in twenty, and the best ale in Staffordshire : 'tis smooth as oil, that's a bold word. sweet as milk, clear as amber, and strong as Aim. Has the lady been any other way useful brandy, and will be just fourteen years old the in her generation ? fifth day of next march, old style.

Bon. Yes, sir; she has a daughter, by sir Charles, Aim. You're very exact, I find, in the age of the finest woman in all our country, and the greatyour ale.

est fortune; she has a son, too, by her first hus. Bon. As punctual, sir, as I am in the age of band, squire Sullen, who married a fine lady from my children: I'll shew you such ale- Here, London t'other day; if you please, sir, we'll tapster, broach number 1706, as the saying is.- | drink his health. Sir, you shall taste my anno domini— I have Aim. What sort of a man is he? lived in Litchfield, man and boy, above eight- Bon. Why, sir, the man's well enough; says and-fifty years, and, I believe, have not consumed | little, thinks less, and does nothing at all, faith; eight-and-fifty ounces of meat.

but he's a man of great estate, and values noAim. At a meal, you mean, if one may guess body. your sense by your bulk.

Aim. A sportsman, I suppose ? Bon. Not in my life, sir : I have fed purely Bon. Yes, sir, he's a man of pleasure: he plays upon ale: I have eat my ale, drank my ale, and at whist, and smokes his pipe eight-and-forty I always sleep upon ale.

hours together soinetimes.

Aim. A fine sportsman truly! and married, you Enter tapster, with a tankard.

say? Now, sir, you shall see-[Filling it out.] Your Bon. Ay, and to a curious woman, sir. But worship's health: Ha! delicious, delicious he's a-He wants it here, sir. fancy it Burgundy; only fancy it, and 'tis worth

[Pointing to his forehead. ten shillings a quart.

Aim. He has it there, you mean. Aim. [Drinks.] 'Tis confounded strong.

Bon. That's none of my business; he's my Bon. Strong! It must be so, or how should we landlord; and so a man, you know, would notbe strong that drink it?

But ecod, he's no better than— sir, my humble Aim. And have you lived so long upon this ale, service to you. Drinks.] Though I value not landlord.

| a farthing what he can do to me; I pay him Bon. Eight-and-fifty years, upon my credit, his rent at quarter-day; I have a good running sir; but it killed my wife, poor woman! as the trade; I have but one daughter, and I can give saying is.

her-But no matter for that. Aim. How came that to pass ?

Aim. You're very bappy, Mr Boniface. Pray, Bon. I don't know how, sir; she would not let what other company have you in town? the ale take its natural course, sir; she was for Bon. A power of fine ladies; and then we qualifying it every now and then with a dram, as have the French officers. the saying is; and an honest gentleman, that • Aim. O, that's right; you have a good many of came this way from Ireland, made her a present those gentlemen : pray, how do you like their of a dozen bottles of usquebaugh but the company? poor woman was never well after ; but, however, Bon. So well, as the saying is, that I could I was obliged to the gentleman, you know. wish we had as many more of them : they're full

Aim. Why, was it the usquebaugh that killed of money, and pay double for every thing they her?

have; they know, sir, that we paid good round Bon. My lady Bountiful said so she, good taxes for the taking of them, and so they are willady, did what could be done; she cured her of ling to reimburse us a little : one of them lodges three tympanies, but the fourth carried her off; | in iny house, but she's happy, and I'm contented, as the saying

Enter ARCHER. Aim. Who's that lady Bountiful, you mention- Arch. Landlord, there are some French gened?

| tlemen below that ask for you. Bon. Odds my life, sir, we'll drink her health. Bon. I'll wait on them - Does your master (Drinks.] My lady Bountiful is one of the best stay long in town, as the saying is? of women : her last husband, sir Charles Bounti

[To ARCI, ful, left her worth a thousand pounds a-year; Arch. I can't tell, as the saying is.

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