has gin us the slip, I think I suppose he's goon to see his relations; for here looks to be a power of um in this tawn but heavy Ralph has shawered after him.

Sir Fran. Why, let him go to the devil! no matter and the hawnds had had him a month agoe.-But I wish the coach and horses were got safe to the inn! This is a sharp tawn, we mun look about us here, John; therefore, I would have you go along with Roger, and see that nobody runs away with them before they get to the stable.

Moody. Alas a day! sir, I believe our awld cattle won't yeasly be run away with to-night-but, howsomdever, we'st ta' the best care we can of um, poor sawls.

Sir Fran. Well, well, make haste then

Moody. Od's flesh!

upo' your worship!

[Moody goes out L., and returns. here's Mr. Monly come to wait

Sir Fran. Where is he?

Moody. Just coming in at threshould.
Sir Fran. Then go about your business.

[Exit Moody, L.

Enter MANLY, L.

Cousin Manly! sir, I am your very humble servant. Manly. (L.) I heard you were come, Sir Francis,—

and

Sir Fran. (c.) Od's heart! this was so kindly done of you, naw!

Manly. (L.C.) I wish you may think it so, cousin! for, I confess, I should have been better pleased to have seen you in any other place.

Sir Fran. (R. C.) How soa, sir?

Manly. (c.) Nay, 'tis for your own sake; I'm not concerned.

Sir Fran. Look you, cousin; thof' I know you wish me well, yet I don't question I shall give you such weighty reasons for what I have done, that you will say, sir, this is the wisest journey that ever I made in my life.

Manly. I think it ought to be, cousin; for I believe you will find it the most expensive one-your election did not cost you a trifle, I suppose?

Sir Fran. Why, ay! it's true! That-that did lick a little; but if a man's wise (and hav'n't fawned yet that

I'm a fool), there are ways, cousin, to lick one's self whole again.

Manly. Nay, if you have that secret

Sir Fran. Don't you be fearful, cousin-you'll find that I know something.

Manly. If it be anything for your good, I should be glad to know it too.

Sir Fran. In short, then, I have a friend in a corner, that has let me a little into what's what at Westminster -that's one thing.

Manly. Very well! but what good is that to do you? Sir Fran. Why not me as much as it does other folks? Manly. Other people, I doubt, have the advantage of different qualifications.

Sir Fran. Why, ay! there's it, naw! you'll say that I have lived all my days i' th' country-what then?—I'm o' th' quorum-I have been at sessions, and I have made speeches there! ay, and at vestry too-and, mayhap, they may find here that I have brought my tongue up to town with me! D'ye take me naw?

Manly. If I take your case right, cousin, I am afraid the first occasion you will have for your eloquence here will be, to show that you have any right to make use of it at all.

Sir Fran. How d'ye mean?

Manly. That Sir John Worthland has lodged a petition against you.

Sir Fran. Petition! why, ay! there let it lie-we'll find a way to deal with that, I warrant you !-Why, you forget, cousin, Sir John's i' the wrong side, mon!

Manly. I doubt, Sir Francis, that will do you but little service; for, in cases very notorious, which I take yours to be, there is such a thing as a short day and despatching them immediately.

Sir Fran. With all my heart! the sooner I send him home again the better.

Manly. And this is the scheme you have laid down to repair your fortune?

Sir Fran. In one word, cousin, I think it my duty !— The Wrongheads have been a considerable family ever since England was England: and, since the world knows I have talents wherewithal, they sha'n't say it's my fault, if I don't make as good a figure as any that ever were at the head on't.

Manly. Nay, this project, as you have laid it, will

come up to any thing your ancestors have done these five hundred years.

Sir Fran. And let me alone to work it: mayhap I hav'n't told you all, neither

Manly. You astonish me! what, and is it full as practicable as what you have told me?

Sir Fran. Ay, thof' I say it-every whit, cousin.You'll find that I have more irons i' the tire than one; I dloan't come of a fool's errand!

Manly. Very well.

Sir Fran. In a word, my wife has got a friend at court, as well as myself, and her dowghter Jenny is naw pretty well grown up

Manly. [Aside.] And what, in the devil's name, would he do with the dowdy?

Sir Fran. Naw, if I doan't lay it in for a husband for her, mayhap, i' this tawn, she may be looking out far herself

Manly, Not unlikely.

Sir Fran. Therefore, I have some thoughts of getting her to be maid of honour.

Manly. [Aside.] Oh, he has taken my breath away! but I must hear him out.-Pray, Sir Francis, do you think her education has yet qualified her for a court.

Sir Fran. Why, the girl is a little too mettlesome, it's true; but she has tongue enough she woan't be dash'd! Then she shall learn to daunce forthwith, and that will soon teach her how to stond still, you know.

Manly. Very well; but when she is thus accomplished, you must still wait for a vacancy.

Sir Fran. Why, I hope one has a good chance for that every day, cousin; for, if I take it right, that's a post that folks are not more willing to get into than they are to get out of.-It's like an orange-tree, upon that accawnt -it will bear blossoms, and fruit, that's ready to drop, at the same time.

Manly. Well, sir, you best know how to make good your pretensions! But, pray, where is my lady, and my young cousin? I should be glad to see them, too.

Sir Fran. She is but just taking a dish of tea with the count and my landlady-I'll call her down.

Manly. No, no; if she's engaged, I shall call again. Sir Fran. Odsheart! but you mun see her naw, cousin ; what! the best friend I have in the world!-Here, sweetheart! [To a Servant without, R.] pr'ythee, desire

the lady and the gentleman to come down a bit; tell her, here's cousin Manly come to wait upon her.

Manly. Pray, sir, who may the gentleman be?

Sir Fran. You mun know him, to be sure; why, it's Count Basset.

Manly. Oh, is it he?--Your family will be infinitely happy in his acquaintance.

Sir Fran. Troth, I think so too: he's the civilest man that ever I knew in my life.-Why, here he would go out of his own lodgings, at an hour's warning, purely to oblige my family. Wasn't that kind, naw?

Manly. Extremely civil-the family is in admirable hands already! [Aside. Sir Fran. Then my lady likes him hugely-all the time of York races, she would never be without him.

Manly. That was happy, indeed; and a prudent man, you know, should always take care that his wife may have innocent company.

Sir Fran. Why, ay! that's it! and I think there I could not be such another!

Manly. Why, truly, for her purpose, I think not.

Sir Fran. Only naw and tan, he-he stonds a leetle too much upon ceremony; that's his fault.

Manly. Oh, never fear! he'll mend that every day.— Mercy on us! what a head he has !

Sir Fran. So, here they come !

[Aside.

Enter LADY WRONGHEAD, and COUNT BASSET, R. Lady W. (R.c.) Cousin Manly, this is infinitely obliging; I am extremely glad to see you.

Manly. (L. c.) Your most obedient servant, madam ; I am glad to see your ladyship look so well, after your journey.

Lady W. Why, really, coming to London is apt to put a little more life in one's looks.

Manly. Yet the way of living, here, is very apt to deaden the complexion-and, give me leave to tell you, as a friend, madam, you are come to the worst place in the world, for a good woman to grow better in.

Lady W. Lord, cousin! how should people ever make any figure in life, that are always moped up in the country?

Count B. (R.) Your ladyship certainly takes the thing in a quite right light, madam. (L. c.) Mr. Manly, your humble servant-a hem.

Manly. Familiar puppy! [Aside.] Sir, your most obedient- -I must be civil to the rascal, to cover my suspicion of him,

[Aside.

Sir Francis retires up the stage and sits. Count B. Was you at White's this morning, sir? Manly. Yes, sir, I just called in.

Count B. Pray-what- -was there any thing done there?

Manly. Much as usual, sir; the same daily carcasses, and the same crows about them.

Count B. The Demoivre baronet had a bloody tumble yesterday.

Manly. I hope, sir, you had your share of him?

Count B. No, 'faith; I came in when it was all over -I think I just made a couple of bets with him, took up a cool hundred, and so went to the King's Arms. Lady W. (c.) What a genteel easy manner he has !

[Aside.

Manly. A very hopeful acquaintance I have made

here!

[Aside.

Enter 'SQUIRE RICHARD, R., with a wet brown Paper on

his Face.

Sir Fran. [Rising and coming forward.] How naw, Dick; what's the matter with thy forehead, lad? 'Squire R. (R.) I ha' gotten a knock upon't.

Lady W. And how did you come by it, you heedless creature?

'Squire R. (R. c.) Why, I was but running after sister, and t'other young woman, into a little room just naw; and so with that they slapped the door full in my face, and gave me such a whurr here-I thought they had beaten my brains out; so I got a dab of wet brown paper here, to swage it a while.

Lady W. They served you right enough; will you never have done with your horse play?

Sir Fran. (R. c.) Pooh, never beed it, lad; it will be well by to-morrow- -the boy has a strong head. Manly. Yes, truly, his skull seems to be of a comfortable thickness! [Aside. Sir Fran. Come, Dick, here's cousin Manly-Sir, this is your godson.

'Squire R. [Crossing to Manly.] Honoured godfeyther! I crave leave to ask your blessing.

Manly. Thou hast it, child; and, if it will do thee any