ON THE RIGHTS OF BRITONS, BETWEEN A FARMER, A SAILOR, AND A MANUFACTURER. DIALOGUE THE FIRST. THE SECOND EDITION. LONDON: G NICOL, PRINTED FOR T. LONGMAN, PATER-NOSTER-ROW; MDCCXCII. DIALOGUES, &c. FARMER. SAILOR. Farmer. WELL, Jack! I ELL, Jack! I rejoice that you have made fo fuccessful a voyage, and I am happy to inform you that the prize-money which you got with fo much honor the laft war, and which I prevailed on you to let me lay out for you in the funds, is almost doubled by the prodigious rife of Stocks. But here comes an old friend of yours Enter MANUFACTURER. Sai. And I am forry to fee that old friend has a new face. Good God! what an alteration: How fhy he looks: What cheer A 3 my lad? Mayhap Mayhap you have met with rough weather. Never mind, we can't always have a fair wind. Man. (furlily). No, and I believe we shall have a storm before a calm. Far. Why, what is the matter now? No fresh misfortune, I hope. Man. Only my curfed landlord has threatened to feize my goods again if I do not pay my rent in a week; and God knows I could as well carry the house on my fhoulders. But all those matters will be set to rights by-and-by, and landlords will find themfelves in the wrong box. Far. How is it that every thing of late seems to have gone crofs with you? Formerly you were in a thriving way, and full of mirth and gaiety; now you are moping and peevish, and always meeting with fome misfortune or another. Whence comes this change? You have had no illness in your family to pull you back. Man. Why, to tell you the truth, my time has lately been taken up a good deal out of my bufinefs and in a better way. And though I feel the inconvenience in family affairs, I am wifer than ever I was in my life. Far. More foolish, you should have faid, fince, by your neglect, you have brought your family into trouble. But pray tell me in what manner you have been employed. Man. I |