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yet there are some set out in their true colours, both men and women. I can shew you pride, folly, affectation, wantonness, inconstancy, covetousness, dissimulation, malice, and ignorance, all in one piece. Then I can shew you lying, foppery, vanity, cowardice, bragging, “ lechery, impotence," and ugliness, in another piece ; and yet one of these is a celebrated beauty, and t'other a professed beau. I have paintings too, some pleasant enough.

Mrs. F. Come, let's hear them.

Scand. Why, I have a beau in bagnio, cupping for a complexion, and sweating for a shape.

Mrs. F. So !

Scand. Then I have a lady burning brandy in a cel. NR. lar with a hackney-coachman.

Mrs. F. O devil! Well, but that story is not true.

Scand. I have some hieroglyphicks too. I have a lawyer, with a hundred hands, too heads, and but one face; a divine, with two faces, and one head; and I have a soldier, with his brains in his belly, and his heart where his head should be.

Mrs. F. And no head :
Scand. No head.
Mrs. F. Pooh, this is all invention. Have you never

a poet ?

Scand. Yes, I have a poet, weighing words, and ielling praise for praise ; and a critic picking his socket.

“ Į have another large piece too, representing a school ; where there are huge-propor« tioned critics, with long wigs, laced coats, Steinkirk


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$, 220 ceedings. If indiscretion be a sign of love, you are

je colors “ cravats, and terrible faces; with catcalls in their
pride, ki " hands, and horn-books about their necks." I

have many more of this kind, very well painted, as
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Mrs. F. Well, I'll come, if it be but to disprove

I have a
Jer. Sir, here's the steward again from your

Val. I'll come to him.-Will you give me leave ?
I'll wait on you again presently.

Mrs. F. No, I'll be gone. Come, who squires me
to the Exchange ? I must call on my sister Fore-

Scand. I will : I have a mind to your sister.
Mrs. F. Civil !
Tatt. I will; because I have a tendre for your lady-
Mrs. F. That's somewhat the better reason, to my

Scand. Well, if Tattle entertains you, I have the
better opportunity to engage your sister.

Val. Tell Angelica, I am about making hard conditions, to come abroad, and be at liberty to see her.

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Foresight. HeY-DAY! What are all the women of my family abroad ? Is not my wife come home? nor my sister? nor my daughter!

Serv. No, sir.

For. Mercy on us! what can be the meaning of it? Sure the moon is in all her fortitudes! Is my niece Angelica at home?

Serv. Yes, sir.
For. I believe you lie, sir.
Serv. Sir?

For. I say, you lie, sir. It is impossible that any thing should be as I would have it ; for I was born, sir, when the crab was ascending; and all my affairs go backward.

Serv. I can't tell indeed, sir.

For. No, I know you can't sir. But I can tell, and foretell, sir,

Enter NURSE.

For. Nurse, where's your young mistress?

Nurse. Wee'st heart! I know not, they're none of



them come

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they have given her




yet. Poor child, I warrant she's

Marry, pray Heaven

dinner! Good, ha, ha, ha! O strange ; I'll yow and swear now, ha, ha, ha! marry, and did you ever see the like ! For. Why, how

what's the matter ? Nurse. Pray Heaven send your worship good luck! marry, and amen, with all my heart! for you have put on one stocking with the wrong side outward. For

. Ha, how ? Faith and troth, I'm glad of it; and so I have ; that may be good luck in troth ; in troth it may, very good luck: nay I have had some omens. I got out of bed backwards too this morning, without premeditation ; pretty good that too. But then I stumbled coming down stairs, and met a weasel ; bad omens thoseł Some bad, some good; our lives are checquered: mirth and sorrow, want and plenty, night and day, make up our time.—But, in troth, I am pleased at my stocking-very well pleased at my stocking! Oh, here's my niece !Sirrah, go tell Sir Sampson Legend I'll wait on him if he's at leisure.--'Tis now three o'clock, a very good hour for business ; Mercury governs this hour.

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Ang. Is it not a good hour for pleasure too, uncle ?
Pray lend me your coach; mine's out of order.
For. What, would you be gadding too ? Sure all

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females are mad to-day.—It is of evil portent, and bodes mischief to the master of a family.--I remember an old prophecy, written by Messahalah the Arabian, and thus translated by a reverend Buck. inghamshire bard :

When housewives all the house forsake,
And leave good men to brew and bake,
Withouten guile, then be said,
That house doth stand upon its head;
And when the head is set in ground,
No mar'l, if it be fruitful found.

Fruitful, the head fruitful : that bodes horns; the fruit of the head is horns; Dear niece, stay at home for by the head of the house is meant the husband; the prophecy needs no explanation.

Ang. Well, but I can neither make you a cuckold, uncle, by going abroad ; nor secure you from being one, by s'aying at home.

For. Yes, yes; while there's one woman left, the prophecy is not in full force.

Ang. But my inclinations are in force. I have a mind to go abroad ; and if you won't lend me your coach, I'll take a hackney, or a chair; and leave you to erect a scheme, and find who's in conjunction with your wife. Why don't you keep her at home, if you're jealous of her when she's abroad? You know my aunt is a little retrograde (as you call it) in her txiture. Uncle, I'm afraid you are not lord of the

Tint! ha, ha, ha!

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