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COMMISSARY.

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IN THREE ACTS.

WRITTEN

By SAMUEL FOOTE, Ese,

AS PERFORMED AT

The Theatre Royal in the bay market.

LONDON:

Printed for W. LOWNDES, No. 77, FLEÍT STEERT.

MDCCLXXXVIII.

Price One Shilling and Sixpences

COVENT GARDEN
Mr. Quick.
Mr. FEARON.
Mr. THOMPSON,
Mr. DAVIES,

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

HAY MARKET.
Mr. Zac. Fungus.

Mr. FootE.
Mr. Ifaac Fungus

Mr. CoSTOLLO.
Mr. Gruel

Mr. SHUTER.
Young Loveit

Mr. DAVIS,
Dr. Catgut

Mr. PARSONS.
Simon

Mr. PRESTON.
Mr. Bridoun

Mr. GARDNER.
Mr. Paduasoy

Mr. KEEN.
Mr. Harpy

Mr. TINDAL.
La Fleur

Mr. JOHNSON.

Mr. MARSHALL.
A Hackney-Coachman

Mr. PARSONS.
WOMEN.
Mrs. Mechlin

Miss CHENEY.
Mrs. Loveit

Mr. SHUTER.
Dolly

Miss REYNOLDS.

Mrs, GRANGER. Jenny

Mr. WEWITZER,

John

Mrs. WEB PA
Mrs. Pitt.
Mrs. PLATT.

ACT 1.

SCENE, Mrs. Mechlin's House.

( Loud knocking at the Door.)

Enter JENNY.
AP, rap, rap, up stairs and down, from morn-

ing to night ; if this same Commissary stays much longer amongst us, my mistress must e'en hire a porter. Who's there?

SIMON without. Sim. Is Mrs. Mechlin at home?

Fen. No.--[opens the door]-Oh, what is it you, Simon ?

Enter SIMON. Sim. At your service, sweet Mrs. Jane. Jen. Why you knock with authority; and what are your commands, Master Simon

Sim. I come, madam, to receive those of your mistress. What, Jenny, has she any great affair on the anvil ? Her fummons is most exceedingly pressing; and you need not be told, child, that a man of my consequence does not 'irouble himself about trifles.

Jen. Oh, sir, I know very well you principal actors don't perform every night.

Sim. Mighty well, ma'am, but notwithstanding your ironical sneer, it is not every man that will Aa

do

do for your mistress; her agenis must have genius and parts: I don't suppose, in the whole bills of mortality, there is so general and extensive a dealer as my friend Mrs. Mechlin.

Jen. Why, to be sure, we have plenty of cuftomers; and for various kinds of commodities it would be pretty difficult, I fancy to

Sim. Commodities ! Your humble servant, sweet Mrs. Jane; Yes, yes, you have various kinds of commodities, indeed. Jen. Mr. Simon, I don't understand you;

I suppose it is no secret in what sort of goods our dealing consists.

Şim. No, no, they are pretty well known.

Jen. And to be sure, though now and then, to oblige a customer, my mistress does condescend to fmuggle a little

Sim. Keep it up, Mrs. Jane.

Jen. Yet there are no people in the Liberty of Westminster that live in more credit than we do.

Sim. Bravo.

Jen. The very best of quality are not ashamed to visit my mistress.

Sim. They have reason..
Jen. Respected by the neighbours.
Sim. I know it.
Fen. Punctual in her payments.
Sim. To a moment.
Jen. Regular hours.
Sim. Doubtless.
Fen. Never misses the farmant on Sundays.
Sim. I own it.

Jen. Not an oath comes out of her mouth, unless, now and then, when the poor gentlewoman happens to be overtaken in liquor. Sin. Granted.

Jen.

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