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the bookseller, and Index the printer. A most prince of the blood, he would not scruple eatpoble triumvirate! and the rascals are as pro-ing a fried sausage at the News-gate. There scriptive and arbitrary as the famous Roman is a minutenes, now and then in his descriptions, one, into the bargain.
and some whimsical, unaccountable turns in Enter SPRICHTLY.
bis conversation, that are entertaining enough;
but the extravagance and oddity of his manner, Sprigh. What! in soliloquy, George? recit- and the boast of his birth, complete his chaing some of the pleasantries, I suppose, in your racter. new piece?
Cape. But how will a person of his pride Cape. My disposition has at present very and pedigree, relish the humility of this apartlittle of the dis comica.
ment. Spright. What's the matter?
Spright. Oh, he's prepared-you are, George, Cape. Survey that mass of wealth opon the though prodigiously learned and ingenious, an table'; all my own, and earned in little more abstracted being, odd and whimsical; the case than a week.
with all your great geniuses; you love the snug, Spright. Why, 'tis an inexhaustible mine! the chimney corner of life ; and retire to this Cape. Ay; and delivered to me, too, with obscure nook, merely to avoid the importunity all the soft civility of Billingsgate, by a printer's of the great. prime minister, called a devil.
Cape. Your servant- -But what attraction Spright. I met the imp upon the stairs. But can a character of this kind have for Mr. CadI thought these midwives to the muses were the wallader. idolizers of you, their favourite sons.
Spright. Infinite! next to a peer, he honours. Cape. Our tyrants, Tom ! had I indeed a post- a poet : and modestly imputes bis not making a humous piece of infidelity, or an amorous no- figure in the learned world himself, to the negvel, decorated with luscious copper-plates, the lect of his education-Hush! he's on the stairs slaves would be civil enough.
-On with your cap, and open your book. ReSpright. Why don't you publish your own member great dignity and absence. works? Cape. What! and paper my room with them?
Enter VAMP. No, no, that will never do; there are secrets in Cape. Oh, no; 'tis Mr. Vamp. Your comall trades : ours is one great mystery ; but the mands, good sir? explanation would be too tedious at present. Vamp. I have a word, Mr. Cape, for your
Spright. Then why don't you divert your at- private ear. tention to some other object?
Cupe. You may communicate ; this gentleCape. That subject was employing my man is a friend. thoughts.
Vamp. An Author? · Spright. How have you resolved?
Cape. Voluminous. Cape. I have, I think, at present, two strings Vamp. In what way? to my bow: if my comedy succeeds, it buys me Cape. Universal. a commission ; if my mistress, my Laura, proves Vamp. Bless me! he's very young, and er kind, I am settled for life ; but if both my cords ceedingly well rigged; what! a good subscripsnap-adieu to the quill, and welcome the tion, I reckon ? musket.
Cape. Not a month from Leyden ; an admiSpright. Heroically determined ! But, a-pro-rable theologist! he studied it in Germany; if pos, how proceeds your honourable passivo! you should want such a thing, now as ten or
Cape. But slowly'; I believe I have a friend in a dozen manuscript sermons by a deceased her heart, but a most potent enemy in her head : clergymen, I believe he can supply you. you know I am poor and she is prudent. With Vamp. No. regard to her fortune, too, I believe her brother's Cape. Warranted originals. consent is essentially necessary——But you Vamp. No, no; I don't deal in the sermon promised to make me acquainted with him. way, now ; I lost money by the last I printed,
Spright. I expect him here every instant. for all 'twas wrote by a methodist; but I believe He may, George, be useful to you in more than sir, if they ben't long and have a good deal of one capacity; if your comedy is not crowded, Latin in them, I can get you a chap. he is a character, I can tell you, that will make Suright. For what, sir? no contemptible figure in it.
Vamp. The manuscript sermons you have Cape. His sister gave me a sketch of him wrote, and want to dispose of. last summer.
Spright Sermons that I have wrote ! Spright. A sketch can never convey him. Vamp. Ay, ay; Mr. Cape has been telling His peculiarities require infinite labour, and me. high finishing.
Spright. He has? I am mightily obliged to Cape. Give me the outlines.
bim. Spright. He is a compound of contrarieties; Vamp. Nay, nay; don't be afraid ; I'll keep pride and meanness, folly and archness: at the council; old Vamp had not kept a shop so long same time that he would take the wall of a l at the Turnstile, if he did not know how to be
sccret. Why, in the year, fifteen, when I was once like to have engaged in a paper. We in the the treasonable way, I never squeaked ; bad got a young Cantab for the essays ; a pretty I never gave up but one author in my life, and historian from Aberdeen ; and an attorney's he was dying of a consumption; so it never clerk for the true intelligence : but, I don't came to a trial.
know how, it dropped for want of a politician. Spright. Indeed!
Cape. If in that capacity I can be of anyVamp. Never; look here—[Shows the side of Vump. No, thank you, Mr. Cave : in half a his heud.)-cropped close ! bare as a board ! and year's time, I have a grandson of my own that for nothing in the world but an innocent book will comein; he is now in training as a waiter of bawdy, as I hope for mercy! oh! the laws at the Cocoa-tree coffee-house ; I intend giving are very hard, very severc upon us.
him the run of Jonathan's for three months, to Spright. You have given me, sir, so positive understand trade and the funds; and then I'll a proof of your secrecy, that you may rely upon start him-No, no ; you have enough on your my communication.
hands; stick to your business; and d’ye hear Vamp. You will be safe—but, yadso! we 'ware clipping and coining; remember Harry must mind business, though. Here, Mr. Cape, Handy: he was a pretty fellow! [Erit l'amp. you must provide me with three taking titles for Spright. And I'm sure thou art a most extrathese pamplets ; and if you can think of a pat ordinary fellow! But pr’ythee, George, what Latin molto for the largest--
could provoke thee to make me a writer of serCape. They shall be done.
Vamp. Do so, do so. Books are like women, Cape. You seemed desirous of being acquaintMr. Cape ; to strike, they must be well dressed: ed with our business, and I knew old Vamp fine feathers make fine birds; a good paper, an would let you more into the secret in five mi-. elegant type, a handsome motto, and a catching nutes, than I could in as many hours. title, has drove many a dull treatise through three
[Knocking below, loud. editions : did you know Harry Handy?
Spright. Cape, to your post; here they are Spright. Not that I recollect.
i'faith, a coachiul! Let's see, Mr. and Mrs. CadVamp. He was a pretty fellow ; he had his wallader, and your fame, the sister, as I live! Latin ad angeum, as they say; he would have Cad. (Without.] Pray, by the by, han't you turned you a fuble of Dryden's, or an epistlea poet abore? of Pope's, into Latin verse in a twinkling: ex- [Without.] Higher up. cept Peter Hasty the voyage writer, he was as Cad. (Without.] Egad, I wonder what makes great a loss to the trade as any within my me- your poets have such an aversion to middle mory.
floors—they are always to be found in extreCape. What carried him ofi?
mities ; in garrets, or cellars. Vamp. A halter-hanged for clipping and coining, Mr. Cape. I thought there was some
Enter Mr. and Mrs. CadwALLADER, and ARAthing the matter by his not coming to our shop for a month or two : he was a pretty fellow ! Cad. Ah ! Sprightly !
Spright. Where you a great loser by his Spright. Huish! deach?
Cad. Hey, what's the matter? Vamp. I can't say—as he had taken to another Spright. Hard at it ; uatwisting some knotty course of living, his execution made a noise ; it point; totally absorbed ! sold me seven hundred of his translations, be- Cad. Gadso! what! that's be! Beck, Bell, sides bis last dying speech and confession; I got there he is, egad, as great a poet, and as ingeat ; be was mindful of his friends in his last mo- nous a--what's he about?-Hebrew? ments; he was a pretty fellow!
Spright. Weaving the whole Æneid into a Cape. You have no further commands, Mr. tragedy; I have been here this half hour, but he Vamp?
has not marked me yet. Vamp. Not at present; about the spring I'll Cud. Could not I take a peep? deal with you if we can agrec, for a couple of Spright. An earthquake wonld not rouse him. volumes in octavo.
Cad. He seems in a damned passion. Spright. Upon what subject.
Cape. The belt of Pallas, nor prayers, nor Vamp. I leave that to bim; Mr. Cape knows tears, nor supplicating gods, shall save thee what will do, though novels are a pretty light now. summer-reading, and do very well at Tunbridge, Cad. Hey ! zounds! what the devil! who? Bristol, and the other watering places: no bad Cape. Pallas ! te hoc vulncre, Pallas immo commodity for the West India trade neither; lat, et pænum scelerato er sanguine sumit! let them be novels Mr. Cape.
Cad. Damn your palace ! I wish I was well Cape. You shall be certainly supplied. out of your garret!
Vamp. I doubt not ; pray how does Index go Cape. Sir, I beg ten thousand pardons: ladies, on with your Journal.
your most devoted. You will excuse me, sir; Cape. He does not complain.
but being just on the catastroplie of my tragedy, Vump. Ah, I knew the time—but you have I am afraid the poetic furor may have betrayed over stocked the market. Titlepage and I had ne into some iudecency.
Spright. Oh, Mr. Cadwallader is too great a ' it is as a very particular farour, if you
would genius himself, not to allow for these intemper- invite me at the same time, hey! will you! ate sallies of a heated imagination.
Spright. You may depend on it. Cad. Genius; Look you here! Mr. What's- Cad. Will you? Gad, that's kind: for beyour-name?
tween you and I, Mr. Sprightly, I am of as anCupe. Cape.
cient a family as the best of them; and people Cad. Cape! truc; though by the by here, of fashion should know one another, you know. hey! you live devilish high; but perhaps you Spright. By all manaer of means. may chuse that for exercise, hey! Sprightly! Cad. Hey! should not they so? When you Genius! Look ye here, Mr. Cape, I had as pretty have any lord or baron, nay, egad, if it be but a natural parts, as fine talents !--but between you baronet or a member of parliament, I should and I, I had as dammed fool of a guardian, an take it as a favour. ignorant, illiterate, ecod-he could as soon pay Spright. You will do them honour; they must the national debt as write his own name, and so all have heard of the antiquity of your house. was resolved to make his ward no wiser than Cad. Antiquity; hey! Beck, where's my pehimself, I think.
digree? Spright. O fe, Mr. Cadwalluder, you don't Mrs. Cad. Why, at home, locked up
in the do yourself justice.
Cape. Indeed, sir, we must contradict you, we Cad. In the pantry! What the devil! how can't suffer this defamation. I have more than often have I bid you never come out without it! once heard Mr. Cadwallader's literary acquisi- Mrs Cad. Lord ! what signifies carrying such tions loudly talked of.
a lumbering thing about? Cad. Have you ?-no, no, it cannot be, hey! Cad. Signifies you are a fool, Beck. Why, though let me tell you, last winter, before I had suppose we should have any disputes when we the measles, I could have made as good a speech, are abroad about precedence, how the devil upon any subject, in Italian French, German— shall we be able to settle it? But you shall see but I am all unhinged !-all-Oh, Lord, Mr. it at home. Oh Becky, come hither; we will Cape, this is Becky; my dear Becky, child, this refer our dispute to
[They go apart. is a great poet-ah, but she does not know what Ara. Well, sir, your friend has prevailed, and that is a little foolish or so, but of a very good you are acquainted with my brother; but what family-here, Becky, child, won't you ask Mr. use you propose Cape to come and see you?
Cape. The pleasure of a more frequent admisMrs. Cad. As Dicky says, I shall be glad to sion to you. see you at our house, sir.
Ara. Is that all? Cape. I have too great a regard for my own Cape. Who knows but a strict intimacy with happiness, madam, to miss so certain an oppor- Mr. Cadwallader may in time incline him to fatunity of creating it.
vour my hopes? Mrs. Cad. Hey! what?
Ara. A sandy foundation - Could he be preCape. My inclinations, as well as my duty, Ivailed upon to forgive your want of forlune, the say, will compel me to obey your kind injunc-obscurity, or, at least, uncertainty, of your birth tions.
will prove an unsurmountable bar. Mrs. Cad. What does he say, our Bell ? Cad. Hold, hold, bold, Beck;-zounds! you
Ara. Oh, that he can have no greater plea- are sosure than waiting on you.
Spright. Well, but hear him out, madam. Mrs. Cad. I'm sure that's more his goodness Cape. Consider, we have but an instant. What than my desert; but when you ben’t better ev- project? What advice ? gaged, we shall be glad of your company of an Ara. O fie! You would be ashamed to receive evening, to make one with our Dicky, sister Bell, succour from a weak woman !-Poetry is your and I, at whisk and swabbers.
profession, you know; so that plots, contrirCad. Hey, ecod, do, Cape, come and look at ances, and all the powers of imagination, are her grotto and shells, and see what she has got more peculiarly your province. Well, he'll come, Beck-ecod, do, and she'll Cape. Is this a season to rally? come to the third night of your tragedy, hey! Cud. Hold, hold, hold! ask Mr. Cape. won't you, Beck? Isn't she a fine girl? hey, you; Ara. To be serious, then; if you have any humour her a little, do-Hey, Beck! he says you point to gain with my brother, your application are as fine a woman as ever heecod, who knows must be to his better part. but he may make a copy of verses on you?- Cape. I understand you; plough with the heiThere, go and have a little chat with her, talk fer? any nonsense to her, no matter what; she's a Ara. A delicate allusion, op my word! but danımed fool, and won't know the difference - take this hint-Amongst her passions, admirathere, go, Beck-Well
, Sprightly, hey! what!tion, or rather adoration, is the principal. are yon and Bell like to come together? Oh, Cape. Oh! that is ber foible? ecod, they tell me, Mr. Sprightly, that you have Ara. One of them; against that fort you must frequently loris, and viscounts, and earls, that plant your batteries—But here they are. tuke a dimer with you; now I should look upon Mrs. Cad. I tell you, you are a nonsense man,
and I won't agree to any such thing :--Why, poor little Dicky a member of parliament? Hey, what signifies a parliament man? You make such Cape. a rout, indeed.
Mrs. Cad. Ay; but, then, if Dicky goes to Cad. Hold, Becky, my dear, dont be in a pas- Tickle-pitcher's, who can tell but young Stocks, sion now, hold; let us reason the thing a little, when he comes to luis fortune, may lend him mo
ney if he wants it? Mrs. Cad. I tell you I wont-wbat, is the man Cad. And, if he does not want it, he won't an oaf? I won't reason ;-I hate reason; and so take after his father, hey? Well, what's your there's an end on't.
opinion, Mr. Cape? Cad. Why, then, you are obstinate ecod, per- Cape. Why, sir, I can't but join with the lady; verse.. Hey, but my dear, now? Becky, that's a money is the main article; it is that that makes good girl :- Hey ! come, hold, hold-Egad, we'll the mare to go. refer it to Mr. Cape.
Cad. Hey! egad, and the alderman, too, you : Mrs. Cad. Defer it to who you will, it will sig- so Dicky may be a member, and a fig for my nify nothing.
lord: Well, Becky, be quiet; be shall stick to Cape. Bless me! what's the matter, madam? | Stocks. -Sare, Mr. Cadwallader, you must have been Mrs. Cad. Ay, let'n; I was sure as how I was to blame; no inconsiderable matter could have right. ruffled the natural softness of that tender and de- Cad. Well, hush, Becky. Mr. Cape, will you licate mind.
eat a bit with us to-day, hey! will you? Ara. Pretty well commenced.
Cape. You command me. Mrs. Cad. Why, he's always a fool, I think; Cad. That's kind : why, then, Becky and Bell he wants to send our little Dicky to school, and shall step and order the cook to toss up a little make him a parliament-man.
nice-Hey! will you, Becky? Do, and I'll Cape. How old is master, madam?
bring Cape, Mrs. Cad. Three years and a quarter, come Mrs Cad. Ay, with all my heart. Well, Mr. Lady-day.
What-d'ye-call-um, the poet; ecod the man's Cape. The intention is rather early.
well enough-Your servant. Cad. Hey! early? hold, hold ! but Becky Cape. I am a little too much in dishabille to mistakes the thing—Egad, I'll tell you the whole offer your ladyship my hand to your coach. affair.
Cad. Psha! never mind, I'll do it-Here Mrs. Cad. You had better hold your chatter you have company coming. ing, so you had.
[Ereunt Mr. and Mrs. Cadwallader and Cad. Nay, prythee, my dear! Mr. Sprightly, ARABELLA. do stop her mouth; hold, hold. The matter, Mr. Cape, is this. Have you ever scen my Dicky.
Enter Governor and Robin. Cape. Never.
Cad. No! hold, bold; egad le's a fine, a sen- Cape. Ah, Mr. Robin! sible child ; I tell Becky he's like her, to keep Rob. Why, you have had a great levee this her in humour; but between you and I, he has morning, sir. more sense already than all her family put toge- Cape. Ay, Robin, there's no obscuring extrather. Hey! Becky, is not Dicky the picture of ordinary talents. you? He's a sweet child. Now, Mr. Cape, you Rob. True, sir; and this friend of mine begs must know, I want to put little Dicky to school; to claim the benefit of them. now between-hey! you, bold, you, hold, the Cape. Any friend of yours : but how can I be great use of a school is, hey! egad, for children serviccable to him? to make acquaintances that may hereafter be Rob. Why, sir, he is lately returned from a useful to them: For, between you and I, as to profitable government; and, as you know the unwhat they learn there, it does not signify two- satisfied mind of man, no sooner is one object pence.
possessed, but another starts up to Cape. Not a farthing.
Cape. A truce to moralizing, dear Robin ; to Cad. Does it, hey? –Now, this is our dispute, the matter; I am a little busy. whether
poor little Dicky (he's a sweet boy) shall Rob. In a word, then, this gentleman, having go to Mr. Quæ-Genius's at Edgware, and make a good deal of wealth, is desirous of a little hoan acquaintance with my young Lord Knap, the nour. eldest son of the Earl of Frize, or to Dr. Tickle- Cape. How can I confer it? pitcher's at Barnet, to form a friendship with
Rób. Your pen may. young Stocks, the rich broker's only child. Cape. I don't understand you.
Cape. And for which does the lady determine? Rob. Why, touch him up a handsome com
Cad. Why, I have told her the case-says I, plimentary address from his colony, by way of Becky, my dear, who knows, if Dicky goes to praising the prudence of his administration, his Quæ-Genius's, but my Lord Knap may take such justice, valour, benevolence, and, a fancy to him, that upon the death of his father, Cape. I am sorry 'tis impossible for me now and he comes to be Earl of Frize, he may make to misunderstand you. The obligations I owe you, Robin, nothing can cancel; otherwise, this dines with a Tartarian lord has a right to carry would prove onr last interview.- Your friend, with him what the Latios called his umbra; in sir, has been a little mistaken, in recommending their language it is jablanousky. me as a person fit for your purpose. Letters Cod. Jablanousky! well. have been always iny passion, and, indeed, are Sprigkt. Now, if you will go in that capacity, now my proiession; but, though I am the ser- I shall be glad of the honour. vant of the public, I am not the prostitute of Cad. Hey! why, would you carry me to dine particulars : As my pea bas sever been tinged with his royal highness? with gail to gratify popular resentment, or pri- Spright. With pleasure. vate pique, so it shall never sacrifice its integrie Cad. Jy dear friend, I shall take it as the tv, to nitter pride. impose teisebod, or paliate greatest favour, the greatest obligation-Ishall guilt. Your menit bay be great; but let those, never be able to return it. sir, be the beralds of your wortb, wbu are better Spright. Don't mention it. acquunted with it.
Cad. Hey! but hold, hold, how the devil shall Got. Young man, I like your principles and I get off with the poet! You know I have asked spirit; your manly refusal gives me more pleasure him to dinner. than any honours your papers could have pro- Spright. Oh, the occasion will be apology sufcured me.
ficient, besides, there will be the ladies to reSpright. Now, this business is dispatched, let ceive him. us return to our own affairs. You dine at Cad. My dear Mr. Cape, I beg ten thousand Cadwallader's?
pardons ! but here your friend is invited to dinCape. I do.
per with prince - what the devil is his Spright. Would it not be convenient to you to name? hare him out of the way.
Spright. Potowowsky. Cape. Extremely.
Cad. True ; now, sir, ecod he has been so kind Spright. I have a project that I think will pre- as to offer to carry me as his jablanousky; would vail.
you be so good to excuse Cape Of shat kind?
Cape. By all ineans; not a word, I beg. Spright. Bordering upon the dramatic; but Cad. That is exceeding kind; I'll come to you the time is so pressing, I shall be at a loss to pro- after dinner; hey! stay, but is there any cerecure performers. Let's see-Robin is a sure card mony to be used with his higbness? -a principal may easily be met with; but where Spright. You dine upon carpets, cross-legged. the deuce can I get an interpreter?
Cad. Hey! hold, hold! cross-legged ! zounds! Rob. Ofer yourself, sir; it will give you an that's odd; well, well, you shall teach me. opportunity of more closely inspecting the con- Spright. And his highness is particularly pleaduct of your son.
(Aside to Gov. sed with those amongst his guests that do honour Got. True. Sir, though a scheme of this sort to his country soup. may ill suit with my character and time of life, Cad. Ob ! let me alone for that :-But should yet, from a private interest I take in that gentle not I dress? man's atiairs, if the means are honourable- Spright. No; there's no occasion for it. Spright. Innocent upon my credit.
Cad. Dear friend, forgive me; nothing should Gov. Why, then, sir, I have no objection, if take me from you, but being a hobblinwisky you think me equal to the task.
Well, I'll go and study to sit cross-legged, till Spright. Most happily fitted for it. I should you call nie. not have taken the liberty—But hash! he's re- Spright. Do so. turned.
Cad. His highness Potowowsky! This is the Enter CADWALLADER. luckiest accident !
Cape. Ha, ha, ha!--but how will you conduct Spright. My dear friend ! the luckiest circum- your enterprize? stance!
Spright. We'll carry him to your friend RoCad. Hey! how? Stay, hey!
bin's; dress up one of the under actors in a riSpright. You see that gentleman ?
diculous habit; this gentleman shall talk a little Cad. Well, hey!
gibberish with him. I'll compose a soup of some Spright. Do you know who he is ?
nauseous ingredients; let me alone to manage. Cad. Not I.
But do you choose, sir, the part we have asSpright. He is interpreter to prince Potowow-signed you? sky.
Gov. As it seems to be but a harmless piece Cad. Wowsky !-Who the devil is he? of mirth, I have no objection.
Spright. Why, the Tatarian prince, that's Spright. Well, then, let us about it: come, come over ambassador from the Cham of the sir. almucks.
Cape, Mr. Sprightly? Cad. Indeed!
Spright. What's the matter? Spright. His highness has just sent me an in- Cape. Would it not be right to be a little lation to dine with him: now every body that spruce, a little smart, upon this occasion ?