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Sir Greg. Wonderful! good now, good now! a passionate man! Lack-a-day! I am glad the pope is not to have Gibraltar though!

[Exit,

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ACT

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Sir Gregory, and Timothy reading a News-paper to

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Tim, C Grand Seignour

Nov. 15. The Constantinople, N. S. Sir Greg. Lack-a-day! good now, Tim, the politics, child; and readthe stars, and the dashes, and the blanks, as I taught you, Tim.

Tim. Yes, father. We can assure our readers that the Ddash is to go to F blank; and that a certain noble L-is to resign his

Peinthe T-y, in order to maker-m for the two threestars.

Sir Greg. Wonderful! good now, good now! great news, Tim ! ah, I knew the two three-stars would come in play one time or other ! this London Evening knows more than any of them. Well, child, well!

Tim. From the D. J. Sir Greg. Ay, that's the Dublin Journal. Go on, Tim.

Tim. Last Saturday a gang of highwaymen broke into an empty house on Ormond-Quay, and stripped it of all the furniture.

Sir Greg

Sir Greg. Lack-a-day! wonderful! to what a height these rogues are grown!

Tim. The way to Mr. Keith's chapel is, turn of your

Sir Greg. Pshaw! skip that, Tim; I know that road as well as the doctor ! 'tis in every time.

Tim. I. Ward, at the Cat and Gridiron, Petti. coat-lane, makes tabby all over for people inclined to be crooked; and, if he was to have the universal world for making a pair of stays, he could not put better stuff in them.

Sir Greg. Good now! where's that, Tim?
Tim. At the Cat and Gridiron, father.

Sir Greg. I'll minute that : all my lady Izard's children, good now! are inclined to be crooked.

Enter a Waiter.

Wait. Sir, Mr. Jenkins begs to speak with you. Sir Greg. Good now! desire him to walk in.

[Exit Waiter,

Enter Jenkins.

Jenk. I thought it might not be improper to pre. pare you for a visit from Sir Penurious Trifle: I saw him and his daughter alight at the apothecary's above.

Sir Greg. What, they are come? Wonderful ! Very kind, very kind, very kind, indeed! Mr.-Come, Tim, settle my cravat; good now ! let's be

a little decent :-remember your best bow to your mistress, Tim.

Tim. Yes, father : but must not I kiss Miss Suck?

Sir Greg. Lack-a-day! ay, ay! pray, is cousin Hartop come along?

Jenk. I have not seen him : -- but I fancy I had better introduce my neighbours.

Sir Greg. Good now! would you be so kind! [Exit Jenkins.] Stand behind me, Tim! Pull down your ruffles, child !

Tim. But, father, won't Miss Suck think me bold if I kiss her chaps the first time?

· Sir Greg. Lack-a-day! no, Tim, no! faint heart never won fair lady !'ha! Tim, had you but seen me attack Dame Winny !-but times ar'n't as they were ; good now! we were another kind of folks in those days; stout hearty smacks that would have made your mouth water again, and the mark stood upon the pouting lip like the print upon a pound of butter: but the master-misses of the present age go, lack-a-day! as gingerly about it, as if they were afraid to fill their mouths with the paint upon their mistress's cheeks. Ah, the days I have seen!

Tim. Nay, father, I warrant, if that's all, I kiss her hearty enow, fath and soul!

Sir Greg. Hush ! Tim, hush! stand behind me, , child.

Enter

Enter Hartop as Sir Penurious Trifle, and Jenny as

Miss Sukey, and Jenkins,

you a

Sir Greg. Sir Penurious, I am overjoyed! Good now!

Hart. Sir Gregory, I kiss your hand! My daughter Suck.

Sir Greg. Wonderful! Miss, I am proud toSon Tim, Sir Penurious; best bow, child ! Miss Suck

Tim. An't that right, father? [Kisses her. ]

Sir Greg. Good now, good now! I am glad to see you look so well ! you keep your own, Sir Penurious.

Hart. Ay, ay! stout enough, Sir Gregory, stout enough, brother knight! hearty as an oak! hey, Dick ? Gad, now I talk of an oak, I'll tell story of an oak; it will make you die with laughing; hey, you Dick, you have heard it; shall I tell it Sir Gregory?

Jenk. Though I have heard it so often, yet there is something so engaging in your manner of telling a story that it always appears new.

Sir Greg. Wonderful! good now, good now! I love a comical story. Pray, Sir Penurious, let's have it : mind, Tim, mind, child.

Tim. Yes, father; fath and soul, I love a choice story to my heart's blood!

Hart. You knight, I wasat Bath last summer ; a water that people drink when they are ill : you have heard of the Bath. Dick? Hey, you?

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