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Nimb. I don't thiok it will be dear at that.
Loves. On!--curse you ! what thall I do?
Nimb I know what I've done myself?
Loves. What have done -

Nimb. I gave Mrs. Elder the trifle I had from you to buy her evidence, in case it Thou'd come to a trial.

Loves. I'll run and buy ber evidence too.

Nimb. Do, and confess your guilt. I fent mine by another hand,

Lovef. Pil find fomebody to carry mioe too.

Nimb. And that somebody will be another evidence again it you. Loves. What shall I do?

Nimb. Come, come, Sir, I see I w.33 born to be your drudge. --Give me ihe money and I'll run with it.

Loves There, give her these Five Pounds.-But, harkee, I wou'd rather you shou'd swear I had no hand in it at all.

Nimb. Thank you I'll food be back again. [Exit.

Lovef Now, perhaps, the rogue won't give her the money, and I dare not ask her i'll go and found her at a distance --Oh dear! ob dear!I'm afraid this will make a moft terrible story.

[Exit. SCENE. Mrs. ELDER's House.

Cleek. Come, Generai Domineer, your
Flourish. My name is not Dumourier.

Cleck. Oh! I dare say not. --Soft's your horn, my old Buck, you'll not deceive me as you did the Convention.Come, give us a Jescription of the Gullotine :--A Marp inftrumeni, I fuppofe. Now, we shall suppose this to be the scaffold, and my finger the malefactor. (Laying down his finger on the table.) Now, how does the ax come down?

Four. This way. [Striking his finger with a switchi Cleek. What, Sir, do you pretend to Arike any maa

upon duiy

Flour. I pretend nothing

Enter Mrs. ELDER. Mrs. Eld. What is all this noise about. Come, come, pay your reckoning, and go about your business

Cleek Midtrefs--his is General Domineer.Mrs. Eld. What do I care, it he were twenty Drum. rreers ?-We have Soldiers and Volunteers, and Fea.

cibles, enough to face the Wbole Boiling of them. Bu there 8 a Gentleman just new. - lighted, his servant says he's a Justice of Peace.Oh, bless me !_speak of the devil, and he'll appear.

Enter Sir ANTHONY.
Flour. My dear Sir Anthony, this scoundrel has mil-
taken me for General Dumourier.

Sir Anth. General Dumourier !.Mr. Flourish.
Cleek. Is not this General Domineer?
Sir Anth. No, you blockbead!

Cleek. I'm too long here, Sir; I beg your pardon, and we'll sojourn the court.

[Exit. Sir Anth. Landlady, send this watch to the repairing; I mean to be your lodger all night. Mrs. Eld. It shall be done, your bodour.

[Exit. Flour. My dear Sir Anthony, what happy ftar brought

you to my relief?

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Sir Anth. No far at all ; I came by sua light.
Flour. Will you only ftep a quarter of a milc
Sir Ant. I never could ttep or jumpso fario my lifetime.
Flour. Are you acquainted with Mr. Lovestory?
Sir Anth. I know nobody in this neighbourhood.

Flour. I've been cursedly affronted, but I'll never forgive it, that's my temper.

Sir Anth. Good night. I'll see you to the door.
SCENE Before Lovestory's boufe. [ Pushes him of

Enter Mrs. Elder and LOVESTORY.
Loves. How the devil shall I speak to her?
Mrs. Eld. Sir, I'm come to thank you.
Loves. So Reynard gave you that trific..
Mrs. Eld Yes, your honour.
Lovel I suppose I need not recommend secrecy:
Mrs Eld. There's not the least occasion, Sir.
Loves. That's right; but I'm sorry for the accident.
Mrs Eld. Ob no; I was goiog to kill him at any ratci .
Loves. The devil you were.

Mrs Eld. I'm told, he was troublesome about your worship's house.

Loves. Ay, that lie was. But how did you take him off, by poison, or how ?

Mrs Eld. By poisoo ! no, by my, troth. no, I made : the hoftler cut his throat.

Loves. Lord have mercy upon us ! where is he now?
Mrs Eld. Hanging in the cellar.

Loves. Softly, loftly. When 'ris dark.we mof carry him out god bury him privately

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Mrs E... Bury him privately! By my fegs, we'll do no fuch thing. To-morrow I mean to expose him in the market.

Lovej. In the market, the public market!
Mri Eld. I hope to make a pretty penny of him.
Lovel, Oh Lord, her brain is torn'd!"

Mrs Eld. And as your worship (as I may fay), is the father of the feast, l'll send you a quarter..

Lovas. Not as you value your life.

Mrs Ela. What can they say, only that you were in a passion when you ordered Nimble

Loves. Stop, sop.
Mrs Eld. I wish you wou'd allow me to publisha your goodness.
Lovel. Will you hold your tongue. She is quite mad.
Mrs Eld. Thoʻyou were the cause ofhis death you paid handsomely.
Loves. Do you mean to hang ine ?

Mrs Eld. Hang him ! bless me, the man is not compass meant us; if he had not been crazy he had not sent me the guinea. Good day to your worship.

(Exit. Lovel. There we goes and I'm expos de Inter Nimble and Captain. Copt. Nimble its all over.

Nim. May be not, Sir; were he alive wou'd you give him your daughter?

Lovel. If the were worth fix million. Misa. I give you joy, he's not dead ther. Lones. How do you know ? Nin. I saw him. Lovef. Danı'me if he fall have her then, this is all a trick. Nim. afide to Capt.) You see this won't do yet, I must try some other scheme and there's a worse trick than that, Sir, the captain and Caper mean to fteal away your daughter this night. But my: cousin and I will alist you to watch.

Loves. Is he a stout fellow

Nim. If you doubt him, try him. For instance, let him give you a blow, P'll lay he knocks you down as flat as a pancake.

Loves. I thank you, but I wont give him the trouble.
Nim. Only for a bit of fun.
Lovef. No, no, I'm no way funnily inclined.
Enter Flourise. Mr. Lovesory, was ever man led such a dapec..
Loves. But your dance woud'n't do, you scoundrel.
Jiour. Scoundrel !
Loves. Yes, Beelzebub-mammon,

and Lucifer Pluto, fine names for a gentleman, you rascal!

Flour. Is this Mr. Lovestory?

Loves. Ay is it, Mr. Caper. So you see we know each other, to' you mułt wear a spencer to make you look lika a hen wanting the tail,

Flour. Mr Caper! what do you mean?
Lovel. To put you through your facings..
Flour. Facings!
Loves. Yes, this way.

[Sbufling Floor. I can't dance.

Loves. Oho! you. shant deceive old Beelzebub-mammon twice in one day. Toll, loll, begin ; perhaps you don't like that music. Come, lads, play away with your sticks. (They beat, he jumps about.] None of your elephant steps, I'll make you skip like a roebuck. He runs off, Lovestory snatches bis wig.) What, hat he carried away

Nin. Had you not better retire to reft, Sir? If any danger appears we'll alarm you. Lovef. With all my heart ; this will make a mot excellent story.

Exit. Nim. Now, now, off with you, I'll run and bespeak a chaife. (Exit. Enter Sopby.. Capt. Come now, my sweet angel.

Sopby. Oh ay, it's sweet angel now, but how long will that con-tinue ?

[Jenny entering.] Come, come, you both continue too long here. (Pusaing them offI don't care how foon you use me in the same manner.

Nim. Come, quick! a chaise and four for a friend of mine...

Mrs Eld. Troth Sir, we can do nothing we have such a ringing devil up fairs. The old gentleman who gave me bis watch to repair; I gave her to the tinker in the barn, and he is run off with her..

Nim. A tinker repair a watch, ha, ha, ha!

Mr. Bld. Lurd blefe you! he can do any thing, from a needle to an anchor.

Enter JENNY:
Fenny. Where is my cousin? her father mist her and he is com-
ing like a roaring lion.
Nim. I never saw a roaring lion, I'll go and fee what like he is.

[Exit ruith Jenny.. Sir Anth. (entering.) I will not believe it. Woman, you want to shear me, where's my watch?

Mrs. Eld. I know nothing about her; the man that had the charge of her ran off with her.

Lovef: /entering running.). So he did, where is the ? I'll never be happy till I have her in my poffeshon.

Sir Antb. In your possession ?
Loves. Yes, who has a better right to her ?
Sir Anth. I have a better her.
Lovef. You ! who gave you a better right?
Sir Antb. Mr. Pendulum the watchmaker.
Loves. O Lord! The did stay at Pendulunr's.

Afide. Sir Anth. I gave him 40 guineas and he gave me a weck's trial of her.

Lovef: Hold your tongue ! hold your tongue,.if that's the case you had better take her altogether,

Sir Anth. Will you bring her?
Loves. Yes, but I will tell you honefly I meant to have dispused
of her another way.
Sir Anth. I believe that, cursed old rogue.

(Afede. Lovef. Make her your conipanion by day, and the friend of your borom by night.

Sir Anth. Hark you, I have a better companion at home.
Lovef. Have you? damn nie, if you shall have her then.

Sir Anth. The fellow is certainly mad, but I must humour him. (Asde.) I will tell you what I will do.

Loves. What will you do?
Şir Anth. To please you I'll hang her on a nail at my bed head.
Loves. What do you say, you aftallinating old villain? hang my
daughter on a nail!

Sir Anth. Your daughter! I mean my watch.
Lovel: Your watch! is your watch of the feminine gender tha.

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Sir Arith. She's of what gender I please, and I'll call her what? choose.

Ěnter Flouris. Flou. Oh Sir Anthony, are you there, tell them I'm neither Cape.. er nor Dumourier.

Sir Anth. Mr. Flourish you were always remarkable for talk-ing nonsense.

Lovef. What the devil, is this really Flourish ? I beg ten thouCand pardons

Flour. Beg what you like, but give me my wig.

Loves. There it is; as they have prohibited the use of powder, it will need little dreffing.

Flour. If they had prohibited the use of bullets tou it wou'd be nothing the worse for the country. (puts it on) Now you and your daughter may go to the devil, that's my temper:

(Exit. Enter CAPTAIN, SOPHY, and NIMBLE: Sir Anth. Hey dey, de.dey, my fun Dick. What's the meaning of that disguise ?

Capt. Look there, Sir. (pointing to Sopby) I confefs I was forc’d to have recourse to stratagem. Love and war's the soldier's motis, and I hope that every one who bears the name of volunteer will always be as ready to exert himself for the one as the other. But do you approve, Sir.

Sir Anth. What says her father?
Loves. understand you're Sir Anthony; and this is your

fun. Sir Anth. Yes, Sir.

Loves. Here then, (joins their bands.) Now, are not you a great rogue ?

(To Nimble. Nim. A very honest one, Sir! I've done you a great service against your will, the Captain Shall be happy, your daughter shall be happy, and you shall be happy to see them ali so. For my part I'll enter a volunteer in the navy, and if I can contribute to the defeat of our enemy, I'll return if spar'd to enjoy the blessings of peace and liberty with the rest of my fellow subjects. (Enter Tom finging:

Tbom. We're no very fu' but we're gayly yet. news! news! Miss Jenny's Captain is arrived, from the Continent. There will be nothing in this house but-we're no very fu' but we're gayly yet. I will go and have a peep at him. Old King, Cowl was a jolly old fout.

(fammers off Capt. I'm happy to hear he is returned.

Lovel: Young man, give me your hand, and if any danger should . approach, I hope you will always be ready to protect that family of which

you are now a member. Capt. Do you doubt it; Sir ? In the time of danger we should reckon the whole nation as one large family, under one head, who is the father of us all. Loves. Egad that would make a most excellent story.

Finale, Air, British Granadiers.

E loyal fons of Scotia, let's join in mirth and glee,

And when the glasses circle our fav’rite toast shall be, The social friends of order, who know no doubts nor fears,

Our country's brave defenders the Scottish Volunteers.
Sopby. With glitt'ring arms when shining they march to the parade,,

In gold and beaming scarlet I saw my love array'd,
I felt a strange disorder; 'twas very hard to bear,
Till they brought for my doctor, my Scottile Volunteer

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