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Jus. W. Stay, where is the place? Oh, here: the manners to knock at the door brst-What -I am come in quest of my runaway, and does the wench stand for? write this at an inn in your village, while Madge. I waut to know if his worship's at I am swallowing a morsel of dinner : be- home? cause, not having the pleasure of your Hodge. Well, what's your business with acquaintance, I did not care to intrude, his worship? without giving you notice. Whoever this Madge. Perhaps you will hear that-Lookte person is, he understands good manners. I Hodge, it does not signify talking, I am come
, beg leave to wait on you, sir; but desire once for all, to know what you intends to de; you would keep my arrival a secret, par- for I won't be made a fool of any longer. ticularly from the young man,
Hodge. You won't? WILLIAM MEADOWS. Madge. No, that's what I won't, by the best I'll assure you, a very well worded, civil let- man that ever wore a bead; I am the make ter. Do you know any thing of the person game of the whole village upon your account: who writes it, neighbour?
and I'll try' whether your master gives you Haw. Let me consider–Meadows-by dad, toleration in your doings. I belive it is sir William Meadows of North- Hodge. You will? amptonshire; and, now I remember, I heard Madge. Yes, that's what I will, bis worska some time ago that the heir of that family shall be acquainted with all your pranks, and had absconded, on account of a marriage that see how you will like to be sent for a soldier was disagreeable to bim. It is a good many Hodge. There's the door; take a fried years since I have seen sir William, but we advice, an
go about your business. were once well acquainted: and, if you please, Madge. My business is with his worship sir, I will go and conduct him to the house. and I won't go till I sees him.
Jus. W. Do so, master Hawthorn, do so- Hodge. Look you, Madge, if you make a But what sort of a man is this sir William of your orations bere, never stir if I don't se Meadows? Is he a wise man?
the dogs at you-Will you be gone? Haw. There is no occasion for a man that Madge. I won't. has five thousand pounds a year, to be a con- Hodge. Here, Towzer, [Whistling] wbi
, jurer; but I suppose you ask that question whu, whu. because of tbis story about his son ; taking it for granted, that wise parents make wise children.
jus. W. No doubt of it, master Hawthorn, Was ever poor fellow so plagu'd with a no doubt of it-I warrant we shall find now,
vixen? that this young rascal has fallen in love with Zawns! Madge, don't provoke me, bei some mynx, against his father's consent-Why,
mind what I say, sir, if I had as many children as king Priam You've chose a wrong, parson for playing had, that we read of at school, in the destruc
your tricks on, tion of Troy, not one of them should serve So pack up your alls and be trudging
away ; Haw. Well, well, neighbour, perhaps not;
You'd better be quiet, but we should remember when we were young
And not breed a riot; ourselves; and I was as likely to play an old 'Sblood, must I stand prating with yon bert don such a trick in my day, as e'er a spark in
all day? the hundred; nay, between you and me, I had I've got other matters to mind; done it once, had the wench been as willing Maybap you may think me an ass;
But to the contrary you'll find;
A fine piece of work by the mass! My Dolly was the fairest thing!
Enter RosETTA. Her breath disclos'd the sweets of spring;
Ros. Sure I heard the voice of discord bem And if for summer you would seek, 'Twas painted in her eye, her cheek;
as I live, an adınirer of mine, and, if I
take not, a rival-I'll have some sport et Her swelling bosom, tempting ripe,
them-how now, fellow servant, what's the Of fruitful autumn was the type:
matter? But, when my tender tale I told, I found her heart was winter cold.
Hodge. Nothing, Mrs. Roselta, only
young woman wants to speak with his min Jus. W. Ah, you were always a scape-grace ship-Madge, follow me. rattle-eap.
Madge. No, Hodge, this is your fine madan
: Haw. Odds heart, neighbour Woodcock, but I am as good Hesh and blood as she, don't tell me, young fellows will be young bave as clear a skin too, tho'f I maynt go il fellows, though we preach till we're hoarse gay; and now she's here, I'll tell her a piec again; and so there's an end on't. [Exeunt. of my mind.
Hódge. Hold your tongue, will you? SCENE III.-JUSTICE Woodcock's Hall.
Madge. No, I'll speak if I die for it. Enter Hodge and MADGE.
Ros. What's the matter, I say?
Hodge. Why nothing, I tell you ;-MadgeHodge. So, mistress, who let you in? Madge. Yes, but it is something; it's Madge. Why, I let myself in.
along of she, and she may be ashamed Hodge. Indeed! Marry come up! why then herself. pray let yourself out again. Times are come Ros. Bless me, child, do you direct ro to á pretly pass; I think you might have had discourse to me?
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Madge. Yes, I do, and to nobody else; there But go up to town in the waggon next week; was not a kinder soul breathing than he was A service in London is no such disgrace, till of late; I had never a cross word from him And Register's office will get me a place: lill be kept you company; but all the girls Bet Blossom went there, and soon met with about say, there is no such thing as keeping
a friend: a sweetheart for you.
in her silks she's now standing Ros. Do you hear this, friend Hodge ?
an end! Hodge. Why, you don't mind she, I hope; Then why should not I the same maxim but if that vexes her, I do like you, I do; my
pursue, mind runs upon nothing else; and if so be as And better my fortune as other girls do? you was agreeable to it, I would marry you
[Exit. o-night, before lo-morrow.
SCENE IV.-A Chamber. Madge. You're a nasty monkey; you are parjur'd, you know you are, and you deserve
Enter RoseTTA and LUCINDA, o have your eyes tore out.
Ros. Ha! ha! ha! Oh admirable, most deHodge. Let me come at ber-I'll teach you lectably ridiculous. And so your father is o call names, and abuse folk.
content he should be a music-master, and will Madge. Do; strike me ;-you a man! bave him such, in spite of all your aunt can
Ros. Hold, hold-we shall bave a' battle here say to the contrary? resently, and I may chance to get my cap Luc. My father and he, child, are the best pre off-Never exasperate a jealous woman, companions you ever saw: and have been is taking a mad bull by the horns-Leave singing together the most hideous duets! Bobne to manage her,
bing Juan, and Old Sir Simon the King: heaven Hodge. You manage her! I'll kick her. knows were Eustace could pick them up: but
Ros. No, no, it will be more for my credit, he has gone through balf the contents of Pills o get the better of her by fair means—I war- to purge Melancholy with him. ant l'll bring her to reason.
Ros. And have you resolved to take wing Hodge. Well, do so then-- But may I de-to-night? end upon you? when shall I speak to the Luc. This very night, my dear: my swain arson?
will go from hence this evening, but no furRos. We'll talk of that another time--Go.ther than the inn, where he has left his horHodge. Madge, good bye. [Excit. ses; and, at twelve precisely, he will be with
Ros. The brutality of this fellow shocks me! a post-chaise at the little gate that opens from -Oh men, men--you are all alike—A bumkin the lawn into the road, where I have promised ere, bred at the barn door; bad be been to meet him. rought up in a court, could he have been Ros. Then depend upon it, I'll bear you nore fashionably vicious! show me the lord, company. quire, colonel, or captain of them all, can Luc. We shall slip out when the family are utdo bim!
[the place any longer. asleep, and I have prepared Hodge already. Madge. I am ready to burst, I can't stay in Well, I hope we shall be happy, Ros. Hold, child, come hither.
Ros. Never doubt it. Madge. Don't speak to me, don't you.
Ros. Well, but I have something to say to ou of consequence, and that will be for
In love should there meet a fond pair, ood I
suppose this fellow promised you Untutor'd by fashion or art; narriage.
[vail'd upon me. Whose wishes are warm and sincere, Madge. Ay, or he never should bave pre- Whose words are th' excess of the heart :
Ros. Well, now you see the ill consequence If ought of substantial delight, f trusting to such promises: when once a On this side the stars can be found, ian bath cheated a woman of her virtue, she 'Tis sure when that couple unite, as no longer hold of bim; he despises her And Cupid by Hymen is crown'd. or wanting that which he hath robb'd her of; nd, like a lawless conqueror, triumphs in the
Enter HAWTHORN. uin he hath occasioned.
Haw. Lucy, where are you? Madge. Nan!
Luc. Your pleasure, sir, Ros. However, I hope the experience you Ros. Mr. Hawthorn, your servant. ave got, though somewhat dearly purchased, Haw. What my little water-wagtail!—The rill be of use to you for the future; and, as very couple I wish'd to meet: come hither ► any designs I have upon the heart of your both of you. »ver, you may make yourself casy, for I as- Ros. Now, sir, what would you say to both ire you I shall be no dangerous rival; so go of us? our ways and be a good girl. [Exit. Haw. Why, let me look at you a littleMadge. Yes—I don't very well understand have you got on your
your er talk, but I suppose that's as much as to best faces? If not, go and trick yourselves out ay she'll keep him all to herself; well, let her, directly, for I'll tell you a secret - there will rho cares? I don't fear getting belter nor he be a young hachelor in the house, within these | any day of the year, for the matter of that: three hours, that may fall to the share of one nd I have a thought come into my head, that, of you, if you look sharp—but whether milay be, will be more to my advantage.
Ros. Ay, marry, this is something; but bow Since Hodge proves ungrateful, no further do you know whether' either mistress or maid I'll seek;
will think him worth acceptance ?"
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we were $0
Haw. Follow me, follow me; I warrant you. matters stood, I was quite astonished, as a
Luc. I can assure you, Mr. Hawthorn, I am body may say; and could not believe it partly; very difficult to please.
till ber young friend that she is with here, Řos. And so am I, sir.
assured me of the truth on't:-Indeed, at last, Haw. Indeed!
I began to recollect ber face, though I have
on her before, since she was the
height of a full grown greyhound. Well come, let us hear what the swain must Haw. Well, sir William, your son as yet possess,
knows nothing of what has happened, nor Who may hope at your feet to implore with your being come bither; and, if you'll follow success ?
my counsel, we'll have some sport with bin, Ros. He must be first of all
- He and his mistress were to meet in the Straight, comely, and tall :
garden this evening by appointment, she's gone Lur. Neither awkward,
to dress herself in all her airs; will you led Ros. Nor foolish,
me direct your proceedings in this affair? Luc. Nor apish,
Sir W. With all my heart, master Haw Ros. Nor mulish;
iborn, with all my heart; do what you will Luc. )
with me, say what you please for me; I Ros. S Nor yet should his fortune be small.
so overjoyed, and so happy-And may Inese Haw. What think'st of a captain? do an ill turn 1) but I am very glad to se Luc. All bluster and wounds!
you too; ay, and partly as much pleased Haw. What think'st of a squire ? ihat as any thing else, for we have been merry Ros. To be left for his hounds.
together before when The youth that is form'd to my mind, years younger: well, and how has the word Luc. Must be gentle, obliging, and kind; gone with you, master Hawihorn, since
Of all things in nature love me; saw one another last? Ros. Have sense both to speak and to see- Haw. Why, pretty well, sir William,
Yet sometimes be silent and blind. have no reason to complain; every one has Haw. 'Fore George, a most rare matri- mixture of sour with his sweels: but
, ia thy monial receipt; main, I believe, I have done in a degree Ros. Observe it, ye fair, in the choice tolerably as my neighbours. of a mate;
The world is a well-furnish'd table,
Where guests are promisc'ously set;
We all fare as well as we are able, ACT III.
And scramble for what we can get. Scene I. - A Parlour in Justice Wood- My simile holds to a title, cock's House.
Some gorge, while some scarce bare
taste ; Enter SiR WILLIAM MEADOWS, followed by
But if I'm content with a little,
Enough is as good as a feast.
Enter Rosetta. was ever the like heard of? that my boy, Tom, Ros. Sir William, I beg pardon for detain should run away from me, for fear being ing you, but I have had so much difficulty forced to marry a girl he never saw; that she adjusting my borrowed plumes..., should scamper from her father, for fear of Sir W. Nay I never do an ill turn, by being forced to marry him; and that they they fit you to a T, and you look very wel should run into one another's arms this way so you do: Cocksbones, how your father si in disguise, by mere accident; against their chuckle wben he comes to hear this! - Her for consents, and without knowing it, as a body ther, master Hawthorn, is as worthy a man may say ? May I never do an ill turn, master as lives by bread, and has been almost out o Hawthorn, if it is not one of the oddest ad- bis senses for the loss of her — But tell e ventures partly
bussy, has not this been all a scheme, a pied How. Why, sir William, it is a romance, of conjuration between you and my son? Faith a novel, a pleasanter history by half than the I am half persuaded it has, it looks so like loves of Dorastus and Faunia : we shall have hocus-pocus, as a body may say, ballads made of it within these two months, Ros. Upon my honour, sir William, setting forth how a young squire became a bas happened has been the mere effect serving-man of low degree; and it will be chance; I came hither unknown to your sat stuck up with Margaret's Ghost, and the Spa- and he unknown to me: I never in the lead nish Lady, against the walls of every cottage suspected that Thomas the gardener was other in the country.
than his appearance spoke him; and least Sir W. But what pleases me best of all, all, that he was a person with whom I had master Hawthorn, is the ingenuity of the girl
. so close a connexion. Mr. Hawthorn can testit May I never do an ill turn, when I was called the astonishment I was in when he first out of the room, and the servant said she formed me of it; but I thought it was a wanted to speak to me, if I knew what to duty to come to an immediale explanatise make on't: bu when little gipsy) took with you. me aside, and told me her name, and how Sir W. Is not she a neat wench, master 1) Little gipsy, little rogue, liule baggage, and a thou- Hawthorn ? May I never do an ill turo, but
sand other littles, are merely terms of endearment. 1) Sir William means, may I never do a good turs.
he is—But you little, plaguy devil, how came, become of Lucinda? Sir William waits for his love affair between you?
me, I must be gone. Friendship, a moment Ros. I have told you ihe whole truth very by your leave; yet as our sufferings have ngenuously, sir: since your son and I have been mutual, so shall our joys; I already lose een fellow servants, as I may call it, in this the remembrance of all former pains and anlouse, I have had more than reason to suspect xieties. le has taken a liking to me; and I will own,
A I R. vith equal frankness, had I not looked upon im as a person so much below me, I should The traveller benighted, ave had no objection to receive his courtship: And led through weary, ways,
Haw. Well said, by the lord Harry, all The lamp of day new lighted, bove board, fair and open.
With joy the dawn surveys, Ros. Perhaps I may be censured by some or this candid declaration; but I love to speak
The rising prospects viewing,
Each look is forward cast; ny sentiments; and I assure you, sir Wil- He smiles, his course pursuing, iam, in my opinion, I should prefer a gar
Nor thinks of what is pasl. lener with your son's good qualities, to a
[Erit. night of the shire without them.
Hodge. Hist, stay! don't I hear a noise ? Haw. Well but, sir, we lose time — is not Luc. [Without] Well, but dear, dear aunthis about the hour appointed to meet in the Mrs. D. [Without) You need not speak to arden?
me, for it does not signify. Ros. Pretty near it.
Hodge. Adwawns, they are coming here! Haw. Oons then, what do we stay for? ecod, I'll get out of the way–Murrain take it, Come, my old friend, come along; and by the this door is bolted now-Śo, so. vay we will consult how to manage your Enter Mrs. Deborah WOODCOCK, driving nterview, Sir W. Ay, but I must speak a word or
in Lucinda before her, wo to my man about the horses first.
Mrs. D. Get along, get along; you are a [Exeunt Sir W. and Haw. scandal to the name of Woodcock: but I was
resolved to find you out; for I have suspected Enter Hodge.
you a great while, though your father, silly Ros. Well- What's the business? man, will have you such a poor innocent. Hodge. Madam — Mercy on us,
Luc. What shall I do? vardon!
Mrs. D. I was determined to discover what Ros, Why, Hodge, don't you know me? you and your pretended music-master were Hodge. Mrs. Rosetta!
about, and lay in wait on purpose: I believe Ros. Ay.
he thought to escape me, by slipping into the Hodge. Know you! ecod, I don't know closet when I knocked at the door; but I was whether I do or not: never stir, if I did not even with him; for now I bave him under hink it was some lady belonging to the strange lock and key; and please the fates, there he entlefolks: why, you ben't dizen'd this way shall remain till your father comes in: I will • go to the statute dance presently, be you? convince him of his error, whether he will or
Ros. Have patience and you'll see: - but is not. bere any thing amiss that you came in so Luc. You won't be so cruel, I am sure you bruptly?
won't: I thought I had made you my friend Hodge, Amiss ! why there's ruination. | by telling you the truth. Ros. flow?-where?
Mrs. V. Telling me the truth, quotha! did Hodge. Why, with miss Lucinda: her aunt I not overhear your scheme of running away as catch'd she and the gentleman above stairs, to-night, through the partition? did I not find nd overheard all their love discourse. the
in the room with Ros. You don't say so!
you, ready for going off? No, brazenface, I Hodge. Ecod, I had like to have pop'd in found out ihe truth by my own sagacity, though mong them this instant; but, by good luck, your father says I am a fool, but now we'll
heard Mrs. Deborah's voice, and run down be judged who is the greatest-And you, Mr. gain as fast as ever my legs could carry me. Rascal, my brother shall know what an honest Ros. Is your master in the house? servant he has gol.
Hodge. What, his worship! no no, he is Hodge. Madam! one into the fields to talk with the reapers Mrs. D. You were to bave been aiding and nd people.
assisting them in their escape, and have been Ros. Poor Lucinda! I wish I could go up to the go-between, it seems, the letter-carrier! er; but I am so engaged with my own af- Hodge. Who, me, madam!
Mrs. D. Yes, you, sirrah. Hodge. Mistress Rosetta!
Hodge. Miss Lucinda, did I ever carry a Ros. Well.
letter for you? I'll make my affidavy ?) before Hodge. Odds bobs, I must have one smack his worshipf your sweet lips.
Mrs. D. Go, go, you are a villain, hold your Ros. Oh, stand off; you know I never al-tongue. w liberties.
Luc. I own, aunt, I have been very faulty Hodge. Nay, but why so coy? there's rea- in this affair; I don't pretend to excuse myon in roasting of eggs; I would not deny self; but we are all subject to frailties; conou such a thing Ros. That's kind: ha, ba, ha—But what will! 1) Affidavit.
sider that, and judge of me by yourself; you
And all their discourse is of marriage. were once young and inexperienced as I am. Mrs. D. This is mighty pretty, romantic
SCENE II.-A Greenhouse. stuff! but you learn it out of your play-books and novels. Girls in my time had other em
Enter Young Meadows. ploynients, we worked at our needles, and Young M. I am glad I had the precaution kept ourselves from idle thoughts: before I was to bring this suit of clothes in my bunda, 'your age, I had finished with my own fingers though I hardly know myself in them agais a complete set of chairs and a firescreen in they appear so strange, and feel so unweiler. tent-stitch; four counterpanes in Marseilles However, my gardener's jacket goes on ti quilting; and the creed and the ten command-more. - I wonder this girl does not come, ments in the hair of our family: it was fram'd [Looking at his Watch) perhaps she woul and glaz'd, and bung over the parlour chim-come.- -Why, then I'll go into the village ney-piece, and your poor, dear grandfather take a post-chaise, and depart without a was prouder of it than of e'er a picture in further ceremony. his house. I never looked into a book, but
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How much superior beauty awes, ceipt-book: whereas you are always at your
The coldest bosoms find; studies! Ah, I never knew a woman come to
But with resistless force it draws, good, that was fond of reading.
To sense and sweetness join'd. Luc. Well pray, madam, let me prevail on The casket, where, to outward show, you to give me the key to let Mr. Eustace The workman's art is seen, out, and I promise I never will proceed a step Is doubly valu'd, when we know further in this business without your advice Ii holds a gem within. and approbation.
Hark! she comes. Mrs. D. Have I not told you already, my Enter Sir William Meadows and Hav resolution ? Where are my clogs and my bonnet? I'll go out to my brother in the fields; I'm a fool, you know, child; now let's see Young M. Confusion! my father! What ca what the wits will think of themselves-Don't this mean? hold me
Sir W. Tom, are not you a sad boy, Ten Luc. I'm not going; I have thought of a to bring me a hundred and forty miles ben way to be even with you, so you may do as-May I never do an ill turn, but you desert you please.
[Exit. to have your head brokc; and I have a good Hodge. Well, I thought it would come to mind, partly-What, sirrab, don't you this this, I'll be shot if I didn't-So here's a fine it worth your while to speak to me? job - But what can they do to me? - They Young M. Forgive me, sir; I own I hee can't send me to gaol for carrying a letter, been in a fault. seeing there was no treason in it; and how Sir W. In a fault! to run away from 1 was i obligated to know my master did not because I was going to do you good-Mo. allow of their meetings:- The worst they can never do an ill turn, Mr. Hawthorn, if 18 do is to turn me off, and I am sure the place not pick out as fine a girl for him, parls, is no such great purchase-indeed, I should any 'in England ! and the rascal run awa be sorry to leave Mrs. Rosetla, seeing as how from me, and came here and turn'd gardees malters are so near being brought to an end And pray what did you propose to yoursel betwixt us; but she and I may keep company Tom? I know you were always fond of be all as one and I lind Madge has been speaking tany, as they call it; did you intend to keep with Gaffer Broadwheels, the waggoner, about the trade going, and advertise fruit-trees 3 her carriage up to London: so that I have got flowering-shrubs, to be bad at Meadows rid of she, and I am sure I have reason to be nursery? main glad of it, for she led me a wearisome Haw. No, sir William, I apprehend te life-But that's the way of them all. young gentleman designed to lay by the pa
fession; for be has quitted the babit alread AIR.
Young M. I am so astonished to see te A plague o'these wenches, they make such here, sir, that I don't know what to say; a pother,
I assure you, if you had not come, I 'shock When once they have let'n 'a man have have returned home to you directly, Pros his will;
sir, how did you find me out? They're always a whining for something or Sir W. No matter, Tom, no matter: it wa other,
partly by accident, as a body may say, And cry he's 'unkind in his carriage. what does that signify? - tell me, hoy, bor What tho'r he speaks them ne'er so fairly, stands your stomach iowards matrimony: Still they keep teazing, leazing on: you
think you could digest a wife now? You cannot persuade 'em
Young M.' Pray, sir, don't mention it: I shal Till promise you're made 'em; always behave myself as a dutiful san ought And after they've got it,
I will never -marry without your consent, az They tell you-add rot it,
I hope you won't force me to do it against Their character's blasted, they're ruin'd, un-my own. done:
Sir W, Is not this mighly provoking, Then to be sure, sir,
Hawthorn? Why, sirrah, did you ever see the There is but one cure, sir, lady I designed for you?