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if they have either good nature or good breeding, Continue, Heav'n, a grateful heart to bless, they know not how to tell them of. But, how With faith in friendship, and in love success. happy am I in such a friend as Hardy, such a
(Exit. mistress as Harriot!
Boy. There is one Mr Trusty below, would
speak with my lord. Enter Widow and TRUSTY.
L. Hardy. Mr Trusty,—my father's steward! Wid. Mr Trusty, you have, I do' assure you, What can be have to say to me? the same place and power in the management of Camp. He is very honest, to my knowledge. my lord Brumpton's estate, as in his lifetime. L. Hardy. I remember, indeed, when I was I am reduced to a necessity of trusting him. turned out of the house, he followed me to the (Aside.] However Tattleaid dissembles the mat gate, and wept over me, for which, I have heard, ter, she must be privy to Lady Harriot's escape; he had like to have lost his place. But, however, and Fardingale is as deep as them both, and, 1 I must advise with you a little, about my behafear, will be their ruin, which it is my care and viour to him. Let us in. Boy, bring him up hiduty to prevent. Be vigilant, and you shall be ther : tell him I'll wait on him presently.- [Exit rewarded. I shall employ you wholly in Lady Boy!—I shall want you, I believe, here, Triin. Charlotte's affairs : she is able to pay services
Exeunt. done for both. You have sense, and understand
Re-enter Boy and Trusty.
(Exit Widow. Trusty. Yes, I do indeed understand you, and
Boy. My lord will wait on you here immedicould wish another could, with as much detesta
(Exit. tion as I do ; but my poor old lord is so strangely,
Trusty. 'Tis very well. These lodgings are so bewitchedly enamoured of her, that, even after but homely for the Earl of Brumpton. °on, that this discovery of her wickedness, I see he could damned strumpet ! that I should ever know my be reconciled to her; and though he is ashamed master's wife for such. How many thousand to confess to me, I know he longs to speak with things does my head run back to ? After my poor her. If I tell Lord Hardy all, to make his for- father's death, the good lord took me, because tune, he would not let his father be dishonoured he was a captain in his regiment, and gave me by a public way of separation: If things are acted education : I was, I think, three-and-twenty when privately, I know she will throw us all : There is this young lord was christened—What ado no middle way :-I must expose her, to make a
there was about calling him Francis ! [Wipes his re-union impracticable.
eyes.] These are but poor lodgings for him. I
cannot bear the joy, to think that I shall save the Enter Lord HARDY, CAMPLEY, and TRIM.
family from which I have had my bread. L. Hardy. I forget my own misfortunes, dear
Enter TRIM. Campley, when I reflect on your success.
Trim. Sir, my lord will wait on you immediCamp. I assure you it moderates the swell of ately. joy that I am in, to think of your difficulties. I Trusty. Sir, 'tis my duty to wait on him— hope my felicity is previous to yours. My Lady (As TRIM is going.] But, sir, are not you the Harriot gives her service to you; and we both young man that attended him at Christ Church, think it but decent to suspend our marriage till in Oxford, and have followed him ever since ? your and Lady Charlotte's affairs are in the same Trim. Yes, sir, I am. posture.
Trusty. Nay, sir, no harm; but you'll thrive L. Hardy. Where is my lady?
the better for it. Camp. She is at my aunt's, my lord. But, my Trim. I like this old fellow :-I smell more lord, if you don't interpose, I don't know how í
(Exit. shall adjust matters with Mr Trim, for leaving Trusty. I think it is now eight years since I his mistress behind me :-I fear he'll demand sa saw him : he was not then nineteen, when I
followed him to the gate, and gave him fifty guiTrim. No, sir. Alas! I can know no satisfac- neas, which I pretended his father sent after tion while she is in jeopardy! therefore would him. rather be put in a way to recover her, by storming the castle, or other feat of arms, like a true
Enter Lord HARDY. enamoured swain, as I am.
L. Hardy. Mr Trusty, I am very glad to see
tisfaction of me.
you: you look very hale and jolly; you wear L. Hardy. I wholly understand you :-it shall well; Í am glad to see it But your commands be done. to me, Mr Trusty?
Trusty. I'm sure I am wanted this moment for Trusty. Why, my lord, I presume to wait up- your interest at home. This ring shall be the on your lordship -My lord, you are strangely passport of intelligence from whom you send grown: you are your father's very picture; you to assault us, and the remittance of it, sealed are he, my lord: you are the very man that with this, shall be authentic from within the looked so pleased to see me look so fine in my house. laced livery, to go to court. I was his page,
L. Hurdy. 'Tis
well. when he was just such another as you. He Trusty. Hope all you can wish, my lord, from kissed me afore a great many lords, and said I a certain secret relating to the estate, which I'll was a brave man's son, that had taught him to acquaint you with next time I see you. [Erit. exercise his arms. I remember he carried me L. Hardy. Your servant-This fellow's strangeto the great window, and bid me be sure to keep | ly honest—Ha! Will.in your mother's sight, in all my finery. She was the finest young creature: the maids of ho
Enter CAMPLEY and TRIM. nour hated to see her at court. My lord then will, don't the recruits wait for me, to see them courted my good lady. She was as kind to me at their parade before this house? on lier death-bed :—She said to me, Mr Trusty, Trim. Yes, and have waited these three hours. take care of my lord's second marriage, for that L. Hurdy. Go to them; I'll be there myself child's sake : she pointed as well as she could to immediately :—we must attack with them, if the you: you fell a-crying, and said she should not rogues are sturdy, this very evening. die: but she did, my lord; she left the world, Trim. I guess where--I'm overjoy'd at it.- I'll and no one like her in it. Forgive me, my ho warrant you they'll do it, if I command in chief. noured master. (Ileeps, runs to my lord, and hugs L. Hardy. I design you shall. him.) I've often carried you in these arms that
[TRIM runs out, jumpin grasp you; they were stronger then :- but if I die Camp. You seem, my lord, to be in deep medito-morrow, you're worth five thousand pounds, by tation. my gift ; 'tis what I've got in the family, and I L. Hardy. I am so, but not on any thing that return it to you with thanks—But, alas! do I you may not be acquainted with.
Erit. live to see you want it?
L. Hardy. You confound me with all this ten Enter Trim, with a Company of ragged Fellows, derness and generosity.
with a cane. Trusty. I'll trouble you no longer, my lord 1st Sol. Why, then, I find, Mr Trim, we shall but
come to blows before we see the French. L. Hardy. Call it not a trouble, for
Trim. Hark'e, friend, 'uis not your affair to Trusty. My good lord, I will not, I say, in- guess or enquire what you are going to do ; 'tis dulge myself in talking fond tales, that melt me, only for us commanders. and interrupt my story-My business to your 20 Sol. The French! Pox!-they are but a comlordship, in one word, is this : I am in good con. pany of scratching civet cats—They fight! fidence, at present, with my lady dowager, and Trim. Hark'e, don't bluster-Were not you a I know she has some fears upon her, wbich de- little mistaken in your facings at Steenkirk? pend upon the nature of the settlement to your 20 Sol. I grant it :-You know I have an antipadisfavour; and, under the rose be your thy to the French I hate to see the dogs self—I fear your father has not had fair play Look you here, gentlemen; I was shot quite for his life-be composed, my lord. What is to through the body--Look you. be done in this ?-We'll not apply to public jus Trim. Pry’thee, look where it entered at your tice in this case, till we see farther; 'iwill make back. a noise, which we must not do, if I might ad 2d Sol. Look you, Mr Trim, you will have your vise. You shall
, with a detachment of your com- jokc; we know you are a wit~But what's that pany, seize the corpse, as it goes out of the house to a fighting man? this evening, to be interred in the country; 't will only look like taking the administration
Enter Kate. upon yourself, and commencing a suit for the es Kate. Mr Trim ! Mr Trim ! tate. She has put off the lying in state: and Lady Trim. Things are not as they have been, Mrs Harriot's escape with Mr Campley makes her Kate :-I now pay the company and we that fear he will prove a powerful friend, both to the pay money expect a little more ceremony. young ladies and your lordship.--She cannot, Kate. Will your honour please to taste some with decency, be so busy as when the corpse is right French brandy? out of the house, therefore hastens it.-I know Trim. Art thou sure, good woman, 'tis right? your whole affair.–Leave the care of Lady Char- |- [Drinks.] How--French-pray-nay, if I find lotte to me; I'll pre-acquaint her, that she may you deceive me, who pay the mennot be frightened, and dispose of her safety, to Kate. Pray, good master, have you spoke to observe the issue.
my lord about me?
Trim. I have, but you shall speak to him your Trim to Bumpkin.) Do you hear that? my
lord self-thou hast been a true campaigner, Kate, himself can't deny but we are all gentlemen, as and we must not neglect thee-Do you seli grey much as his honour. pease yet of an evening, Mrs Matchlock ? L. Hardy, reading.] Gentlemen soldiers quar
tered in and about Guy-Court in Vinegar-Yard, Kato. Any thing to turn the penny; but I got in Russel-Court in Drury-Lane; belonging to the more money by crying pamphlets this year, than honourable Captain Hardy's company of footby any thing I have done a great while -Now So, answer to your names, and march off from I am married into the company again, I design to the left - Corporal Swagger, march easy, that cross the seas next year. But, master, my hus- I may view you as you pass by me ; drums, Simon band, a Temple porter, and a parliament-man's Ruile, Darby Tatoo -there's a shilling for footman, last night by their talk made me think -Tatoo, be always so tight: how does he there was danger of a peace; why, they said all keep himself so clean? the prime people were against a war,
Trim. Sir, he is a tragedy-drum to one of the Trim. No, no, Kate, never fear, you know I play-houses. keep great company; all men are for war, but L. Hardy. Private gentlemen -Alexander some would have it abroad, and some would have Cowitch, Humphrey Mundungus, William Fagit at home in their own country.
got, Nicholas Scab, Timothy Megrim, Philip Kate. Ay, say you so ?-Drink about, gentle Scratch, Nehemiah Dust, Humphrey Garbage, men, not a farthing to pay; a war is a war, be it Nathaniel Matchlock. where it will——But pray, Mr Trim, speak to Cump. What, is Matchlock come back to the my lord, that when these gentlemen have shirts company that's the fellow that brought me off I may wash for them.
at Steenkirk. Trim. I tell you, if you behave well to-night, L. Hardy. No, sir, 'tis I am obliged to him you shall have a fortnight's pay each man as a for that [Offering to give him money;! there, Teward; but there's none of you industrious— friend: you shall want for nothing, I'll give
thee there's a thousand things you might do to help out
a halbert too. about this town—as to cry.
-puff-puff pies. Kute. O brave me ! shall I be a serjcant's lady Have you any knives or scissars to grind--or -i'faith I'll make the drums, and the corporals late in an evening, whip from Grub-street, strange wives, and company-keepers know their distance. and bloody news from Flanders-votes from Match. I was whipt from constable to conthe house of commons-buns, rare buns stable old silver lace, cloaks, suits, or coats--old Trim. Ay, my lord, that's due by the courtesy shoes, boots, or hats.But here, here, here's my of England to all that want in red coats ; besides,
-here's the captain; fall back there's an act that makes us free of all corpora
-There, move up in the centre. tions, and that's the ceremony of it. Enter Lord HARDY and CAMPLEY,
Cump. But what pretence had they for using
you so ill, you did not pilfer? L. Hardy. Let me see whether my ragged Match. I was found guilty of being poor. friends are ready and about me.
Camp. Poor devil! Kate. Ensign Campley, Ensign Campley, I am L. Hardy. Timothy Ragg—-Oh, Ragg! I overjoyed to see your honour-ha! the world's thought when I gave you your discharge, just besurely altered, ha?
fore the peace, we should never have had you Cump. It is so, 'faith, Kate ; why, art thou true again; how came you to list now? to the cause, with the company still, honest ama Ragg. To pull down the French king. zon!
L. Hardy. Bravely resolved—but pull your Kate. Dear soul, not a bit of pride in bim; shirt into your breeches, in the mean time, but won't your honour help me in my business Jeoffrey Tatter-what's become of the skirts and
my lord ?-Speak for me, noble ensign, do. buttons of your coat? Camp. Speak to him yourself, I'll second you. Tutter. In our last clothing, in the regiment I Kute. Noble captain, my lord, 1 supposé Mr served in before, the colonel had one skirt before, Trim has told your honour about my petition: the agent one behind, and every captain of the I have been a great sufferer in the service; 'lis regiment a button. bard for a poor woman to lose nine bushanc's in L. Hardy. Hush, you rogue, you talk mutiny. a war, and no notice taken; nay, three of them,
Smiling. alas!' in the same campaign: here the woman Trim. Ay, sirrah, what have you to do with stands that says it. I never stripped a man 'till I first tried if he could stand on his legs, and if not, from your left?
more knowledge than that of your right hand
(Hits him a blow on the heud. I think 'twas fair plunder, except our adjutant, L. Hurdy). Hugh Clump-Clump, thou growest and he was a puppy that made my eiglith hus a little too heavy for marching. run the gauntlet for not turning his tocs
Trim. Ay, my lord, but if we don't allow him
the pay, he'll starve, for he's too lame to get inL. Hardy. Well, we'll consider thee, Kate ; to the hospital. but fall back into tlie rear. A roll of what? gentie L. Hurity. Richard Bumpkin : Ha! a perfect men soldiers
country hick-howcame you, friend, iubca soldier? VOL. IV.
lord a-cominginto the rank
Bump. An't please your honour, I have been be a monosyllable! But the foreign news wil I crossed in love, and am willing to seek my for-write me, I suppose, Monsieur or Chevalier Tritune.
mont. Seigneur Trimoni, or Count Trimuntz, in L. Hardy. Well, I've seen enongh of them : the German army, I shall perhaps be called; ay, if you mind your affair, and act like a wise ge that's all the plague and comfort of us great men, neral, these féllows may do--come, take your they do so toss our names about-But, genorder. [Trim puts his hat on his stick, while my tlemen, you are now under my commandlord is giving him the ring, and whispers orders.) Huzza ! thrice-faith, this is very pleasing, this Well, gentlemen, do your business manfully, and grandeur ! why, after all, it is upon the neck of nothing shall be too good for you.
such scoundrels as these gentlemen, that we great All. Bless your honour.
captains build our renown--A million or two Ereunt L. HARDY and CAMPLEY. of these fellows make an Alexander, and as that Trim. Now, my brave friends and fellow-sol- my predecessor said in the tragedy of him on the diers-Aside.] I must fellow-soldier them just very same occasion, going to storm for his Stabefore battle, like a true officer, though I cane tira, so do I for my dear sempstress, Madamn them all the year round beside. (Strutting about. d'Epingle. Major-general Trim! no, pox, Trim sounds so When I rush on, sure none will dare to stay : very short and priggish-o-that my name should 'Tis beauty calls, and glory leads the way.
L. Brump. I am glad he has my pretty tattlerSCENE I.
the cheerful innocent -Harriot -I hope
he'll be good to ber--he's good-natured, and Enter TRUSTY and Lord BRUMPTON.
well-bredTrusty. She knows no moderation in her good Trusty. But, my lord, she was very punctual fortune-You may hear her and Tattleaid laugh in ordering the funeral -she bade Sable be aloud-She is so wantonly merry.
sure to lay you deep enough -she had heard L. Brump. But this of Lady Charlotte is the such stories of the wicked sextons taking up very utmost of all ill
-Pray read-but I must people--but I wish, my lord, you would please sit—my late fit of the gout makes me act with to hear her and Tattleaid once more. pain and constraint-let me see
L. Brump. I know to what thy zeal tendsTrusty. She writ it by the page, who brought But I tell you, since you cannot be convinced but it me, as I had wheedled him to do all their pas. | that I have still a softness for her -I behold sages.
her now with the same eyes that you doL. Brump. [Reads.]
—You must watch she has a great wit, but a little mind-something the occasion of the servants being gone out of ever wanting to make her appear my lady Brumpthe house with the corpse: Tattleaid shall con
-she has nothing natively great. You duct you to my lady Charlotte's apartment see I love her not. - I talk with judgment of away with her, and be sure you bed her
herYour affectionate sister,
Trusty. I see it, my good lord, with joy I see MARY BRUMPTON.' | it--nor care how few things I see more in this
world—-my satisfaction is complete-welBrumpton! The creature-She called as Frank's come old age -welcome decay—'tis not demother was !—This is to forget her very huma cay, but growth to a later being. nity-her very sex.—Where is my poor boy?
[Exit, leading L. BRUMPTON. where's Frank ?-does not he want? -- how has he lived all this time? -not a servant, I war
Re-enter Trusty, meeting CABINET. rant, to attend him what company can he Trusty. I have your letter, Mr Cabinet. keep ?--what can he say of his father?"
Cab. I hope, sir, you'll believe it was not in my Trusty. Though you made him not your heir, nature to be guilty of so much baseness; but being he is still your son and has all the duty and born a gentleman, and bred out of all road of intenderness in the world for your
memory dustry, in that idle manner too many are, I soon L. Brump. It is impossible, Trusty, it is im- spent a small patrimony; and being debauched by possible I will not rack myself with the luxury I fell into the narrow mind to dread no thought. That one I have injured can be so infamy like poverty—which made me guilty, as very good !~Keep me in countenance-tell me that paper tells you—and had I not writ to you, he hates my very name would not assume I am sure I never could have told you of it. my title, because it descends from me. What's Trusty. It is an ingenuous, pious penitence in his company?
you my Lord Hardy—(to whom this secret is Trusiy. Young Tom Campley: they are never inestimable) is a noble natured man-and you asunder.
shall find him such, I give you my word
Cab. I know, sir, your integrity
Tat. Ha! ha! ha! I swear to you, madam Trusty. But pray be there—all that you have your ladyship’s wit will choke me one time or to do is to ask for the gentlewoman at the house, other--I had like to have swallowed all the at my Lord Hardy's—she'll take care of you, pins in my mouth And pray have patience, where she places you, Wid. (A noise within.]-Ha! what noise is 'till you see me. - [Erit CAB.) My lord Har- that—that noise of fighting-Run, I say-Whidy's being at an house where they receive lodgers, ther are you going—What, are you mad—Will has allowed me convenience to place every body you leave me alone-Cann't you stir-What, I think necessary to be by at her discovery you cann't take your message with you—WhatThis prodigious welcome secret! I see, however ever 'tis, I suppose you are not in the plot; not impracticable honest actions may appear, we may you !-Nor that now they're breaking open my go on with just hope,
house for Charlotte-Not you-Go see what's All that is ours, is to be justly bent,
the matter, I say— --I have nobody I can trust And Heaven in its own cause will bless th' -One [Exit TattleAid) minute I think this
(Exit. wretch honest, and the next false Whither
shall I turn me! Enter Widow in deep mourning, with a dead Tat. Madam! -Madam! (Re-entering. squirrel on her arm, and TATTLEAID.
Wid. Madam, madam, will you swallow me Wid. It must be so-It must be your careless- gaping?ness—What had the page to do in my bed Tat. Pray, good my lady, be not so out of huchamber?
mour-But there is a company of rogues have set Tut. Indeed, madam, I cann't tell —But I came upon our servants and the burial man's, while in and catch'd him wringing round his neck others ran away with the corpse
Wid. Tell the rascal from me, he shall romp Wid. How, what can this mean! what can with the footmen no more-No-I'll send the they do with it! Well, 'twill save the charge of rogue in a frock to learn Latin among the dirty interment-But to what end? boys that come to good-I will—Poor harmless animal-pretty ev'n in death.
Enter TRUSTY, and a Servant bloody and dirty, Death might have overlook'd thy little life
hauling in CLUMP and BUMPKIN. How could'st thou, Robin, leave thy nuts and Sero. I'll teach you better manners-I'll
soldier you-you dog you, I will — Madam, here Cheerfully didst bear thy little chain,
are two of the rascals that were in the gang of Content-So I but fed thee with this hand. rogues that carried away the corpse.
Tut. Alas! alas ! we are all mortal : consider, Wid. We'll examine them apartWell, sirmadam, my lord's dead too.
rah, what are you? whence came you? what's Wid. Ay, but our animal friends do wholly die;
your name, sirrah? an husband or relation, after death, is rewarded
(CLUMP makes signs as a dumb man. or tormented -that's some consolation
Serv. O, you dog, you could speak loud enough I know her tears are false, for she hated Robin just now, sirrah, when your brother rogues mauled always. (Aside.) But she's a well-bred dishonest Mr Sable -we'll make you speak, sirrah. servant, that never speaks a painful truth -But Wid. Bring the other fellow bither-I suppose I'll resolve to conquer my amiction-Never you will own you knew that man before you saw speak more of Robin -Hide him there him at my door? But to my dress—How soberly magnificent is Clump. I think I have seen the gentleman's black-and the train wonder how widows face.
[Bowing to BUMPKIN, came to wear such long tails ?
Wid. The gentleman's ? the villain mocks me Tat. Why, inadam, the stateliest of all crea -But, friend, you look like an honest man, tures has the longest tail, the peacock; nay, it what are you? whence came you? What are has of all creatures the finest mien too-except yoll,
friend? your ladyship, who are a phenix
Bump. I'se at present but a private gentleman, Wid. Ho! brave Tattleaid -But did not you but I was listed to be a serjeant in my lord Har. observe what a whining my lady Sly made, when dy's company ——I'se not ashamed of my she had drank a little ? Did you believe her? Do name, nor of my koptinyou think there are really people sorry for their Wid. Leave the room all. [Exeunt all but husbands?
Trusty and TaTTLEAID.)-Mr Trusty-Lord Tat. Really, inadam, some men do leave their Hardy! O that impious young man--thus, with fortunes in such distraction, that I believe it may the sacrilegious hands of ruffians to divert his fabe
(Speaks with pins in her mouth. ther's ashes from their urn, and rest—I suspect Wid. But, I swear I wonder how it came up to this fellow. [Aside.] Mr Trusty, I must desire dress us thus--But I protest I wonder how two you to be still near me,I'll know the bottom of of us thus clad can meet with a grave face-me- this, and go to Lord Hardy's lodgings, as I am, thinks they should laugh out like two fortunes instantly—'Tis but the backside of this street, I tellers, or two opponent lawyers that know each think-Let a coach be called— Tattleaid, as soon other for cheats.
as I am gone, conduct my brother and his friends