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quickly wore round her stern, and gave her a second part of the same tune; ditto repeated, as our doctor writes on his doses : my eyes ! how she rolled ! She looked like a floating mountain.--"'Tother broadside, my boys,” says our captain," and, damme, you'll make the mountain a molehill !" We followed it up; every shot told! We gave her broadside for broadside, till her lantern ribs were as full of holes as a pigeon-box. By nine she had shivered our canvass so, I thought she'd have got off ; for which she crowded all sail.

First Sai. Let the Mounseers alone for that.

Jve. We turned too, however, and wore; and in half an hour got alongside a second time : we saw all her mouths were open, and we drenched her sweetly! She swallowed our English pills by dozens; but they griped her damnably! By-and-by we brought all our guns to bear at once; bang ! she had it! Ob, damme, 'twas a settler! In less than two minutes after she cried “peccavi;" in five more she took fire abaft, and just as we were going to board her, and clap every lubber upon his beam end, whush! down she went by the head! My eyes, what a screetch was there! Our boats, not a man was idle; we picked up two hundred and fifty odd, sound and wounded; and if I did not feel more joy of heart at saving their lives than at all the victories I ever had a share in, damme! The old boy above knows it to be true, and can vouch for every word of it! Can't you, my old buck? [Flinging his hat at him in great rapture.

First Sui. Why, it is not unlike the late action, and you'd say so to too, if you'd been in it;--we were.

Joe. You in it? You on board ?
First Sai. We were.

Joe. [Eagerly.] Then tell me at once, for I can't believe the papers, is Lieutenant Travers alive or dead ?

First Sai. Alive, and promoted.

Joe. I said som-damme, I knew he was alive; huzza! old Maythorn! Mary! Bob! are you all asleep?

[Hallooing at Turnpike-house. First Sai. And now give us leave to ask you a question,

Joe. Ask a hundred thousand, my hearty! I'll answer all ! Will you drink anything more? Bring out a barrel of grog! Call for what you like, my lads I'll

pay all.

First Sai. Can you inform us of one Henry Blunt?

Joe. Ay, to be sure, I can; why, Bob, I say—[Calling.) he's hired as gamekeeper here to Sir Edward What d'ye call him ; Whisiligig. I say Bob !

First Sai, Hired as a gamekeeper ?

Joe. Yes; a damned good shot-he shot-Old Maythorn!

Aloud. First Sai. The devil he did! Can you tell us where we can find him? Joe. Why, he has not slipped his cable, has he?

[Eagerly. First Sai. We should be glad to light of him, d'ye see.

Joe. I thought as much ; damme, I knew he was a bastard kind of a sailor by his talk; but the lubber, to skulk, to run from his post! Shiver my timbers! I can't bear to hear of a seaman's disobedience! But I'll blow him up.- Why, Bob, I say! Where the devil are

ye all?

Enter Robert in haste, R.
Rob. Here be I.
Joe. Bob, you dog, where's your father and mother?
Rob. My mother's in heaven, I hope.
Joe. Pshaw! damn it, I mean your sister.

Rob. She's at the bailiff's house with vather,--the steward's arrested him.

Joe. Arrested your father! for what? I'll pay.
Rob. You pay dree hundred pound?
Joe. Ay, dam’me, three thousand, if he need it.
Rob. Yes; but when.

Joe. Why now; that is, when I have it :-tell'em, I'll bail him.

Rob. Yes; but you are only one, and though one friend be a rare thing, a poor man in trouble must find two, and both housekeepers.

Joe. Damn it, that's unlucky!-Shipmates, are either of you housekeepers ?

First Sai. No. *Joe. I fear'd as much: but no matter; go, tell your sister, her dear William's alive and well.

Rob. Lieutenant Travers alive!

Joe. Aye, you .dog : alive and promoted :-now you know, go tell her the whole story, every particular. Hop, skip, jump, run,-[Pushing him off, R.] Tell her he never was dead. (Calling.] What shall I do for another bail ?

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Henry appears in the backgronnd. I would ask this Jubber, but damme if I ever ask a favour of a seaman who deserts his country's cause ! There's your trunk. Had I known you before, I would not have fetched it. You a seaman !- You be-hem. Hen. What's the matter, man ?

[The Sailors, hearing him, turn and rise. First Sai. Oh! here he is! noble captain ! for so you row are, we have brought- (With great respect.

Hen. [Crosses c.] Hush, for your lives.
Joe. [Surprised.] Eh !-What?
Hen. Take up that trunk, and follow me quickly.

[Exit Blunt, and Sailors after, in great haste, R. Joe. Oh, for a douse of the face now! To be sure I'm not dreaming! It surely must; damme, here goes, in spite of splinters and stiff knees. [Sing's and dances.] What an infernal blockhead I must be! if the bailiff and attorney won't take my word for the bail, I'll blow up one and I'll sink the other.

[Pulls off his hat, and follows, R., dancing und singing. Enter Crack from the Admiral, R. S, E., singing. He

stops suddenly as his eye catches the mug of beer which the Sailors had left on the Table.

Crack. Some gentleman has left his beer; [Walks up to it.] and another gentleman has found it. [Drinks.

Sir E. [Aloud, without.) Where are all my servants ?
Crack. There's Sir Edward !
Sir E. Get the curricle ready immediately.

Crack. Oh lord! I shall be blown here! Quiz is the word.

Enter Sir EDWARD from the Grand Admiral. Sir E. “Now, if Old Maythorn is arrested, Mary, I think, is mine." [Seeing Crack.] Where did you learn music?

Crack. (L.) No where, Sir—it's a gift; I was always too quick to learn. Sir E. You seem tolerably knowing.

Crack. Yes, Sir, knowing, but not wise: as many have honour without virtue. Come, he does not smoke.

[Aside.-Peggy peeps from the Grand Admiral, R.S. E. Sir E. Miss Mary! Sure, there's no one at home!

Crack. No, sir; no one at all; so that there's no occasion for your curricle. And, if there were, you would not get it. [Aside.) You see, sir, I am up! [Significantly.

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Enter SMART, in haste, R.
Smart. On, sir; there's fine work : Joe and two other
sailors, and young Maythorn, have rescued the old man,
and are all gone to the lodge in triumph.

Sir E. To the lodge! for what? Is Mary with them ?
Smart. Yes, sir.
Sir E. Follow me immediately.

(Exit Sir Edward and Smart, L. Crack. Yes; we'll all follow to the lodge, because the ale is good.

Peg. [Advances.] Hoity-toity! He's very anxious about Miss Niaythorn, methinks.

Crack. Yes; he was going to take her to London; but
I took up a wheel, and let go a horse.
Peg. Take her to London !

[Piqued. Crack. Yes, he was ; and you don't like it; your stockings are yellow; you are jealous.

Peg. Jealous ! Jealous of her! Oh, yes-that-he shall never speak to me again! I'll follow, and tell him

[-Angrily. First Voice. (L. U. E.) Why, gate, I say! Second Voice. Are the folk asleep? Why, gate ?

[Others halloo. Crack. I think I'll open the gate, and pocket the pence. [Tries.] By the Lord it's locked, and the key gone.

Peg. Oh, ho! here'll be fine work! Miss Mary had better mind her business.

[Travellers and horses appear at the gate, L. U. E. Crack. And here come a dozen pack-horses ; an old woman and a basket of eggs, on two tubs of butter, thrown across a fat mare, with half a dozen turkeys, and all their legs tied.

MUSIC.

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First Voice. Gate, I say! why, gate!
Second Voice.

Gate !
Third Voice.

Gate!
Fourth Voice.

Gate !
Peg.

Like bells they ring the changes o'er,
One, two, three, four; one, two, three,

four.

They can't come through.
Crack.

Pray, hold your prate.

Peg.

What can we do?
Voices.

Open the gate !
Crack. No, no, we can't; but, if you please,

You'll go round Quagmire Lanewith ease. Peg.

Turn by the hawthorn, near the mill. Crack.

And, if you stick i'th' mud, stand still! Peg.

When got half way, beyound all doubt, Crack. Each step you take, you're nearer oat. First Voice. I'll be reveng’d-must I, with load,

Be stopp'd here, on the king's high road ? Second Voice. E'en poor folk may find law, I'm told ; Crack. And lawyers, too—if you'll find gold.

Nay, should you need you silly elf,

For gold, you'll get the devil himself. Voices. For your advice our thanks are due,We must go round, we can't get through.

[Exeunt, L. U. E. SCENE IV.-The Inside of the Lodge.

Enter MARY, ROBERT, and Joe, L. Joe. [As he enters, sings.] “ We'll sing a little, and langh a little,” &c. Your dear William's alive and well, my sweet girl, with his limbs whole and his love true, my life on't. So hang it, don't be sad now the sun shines.

Rob. [With affection.] Oh! 'tis her joy, mun, that makes her sad now. Is not it, Mary ?

Mary. Oh, Joseph ! you are our better angel! Heavens ! here's Sir Edward !

SIR EDWARD enters in haste, ...
Sir E. Heyday! What does all this mean?

Joe. Mean! that Mr. Blunt is going to answer your demands on the old man here. Sir E. He answer !-where's my steward ?

[With passion. Joe. [Firmly.) Stepped to your keeper, to overhaul accounts, and prepare a receipt for you, I take it.

Sir E. Without my concurrence !-Order the bailiff to take old Maythorn into custody immediately.

Rob. [Steps before his father.] No, I don't think he'll do that again.

Sir E. Indeed, sir! and which of these fellows was it who dared to effect a rescue ?

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