JWUiW r 15YeareoraUruukar(l'tiLirp,10 i I AantDiDuh'sPlc'*3:«, • 6 3 I Drunkard'ti Warning, [«] 6 S PS U24 .B6 T4 Copy 1 No. LXV. E MINOR DRAMA. i^ TEMPTATION: Or, THE IRISH EMIGRANT. A COMIC dra:\ia, in two a'-'-js. BY JOHN BROUGHAM. 17ITHCAST O:^ CPLARACTKU^:'., STAGE BCSI]S^SSS, COSTUMEb, IlELATIVE POSiTIONS, &c., &c. T^^ C 8- tu AS PEKFOEMEB AT f^^jUM'^feBEAll*- ;■ vv ASHING '^7' '^ KEW YORK: Samue! French & Son, PTJBI^rSHiiltS, ISTi,. r^i^ 2^a.ssaxi Street, i LONDON: Samuel French, s y S r 1-t ^ isr JD BOOKS EVKRY AKATEX7K SHOUiii/ HAVE, AMATEUR'S OUIDE; or, How^to Get np Homo Theatrieals and to Aotl0fbom,Tdthllnl««,By. Laws, "Elected Scenes, Plays aad other usefiiliuforuiation for Ainattur Socictle*. Price 26 otS, 6UIDE TO THE STAGE. 15 hnU. ^ ART 01^ ACTING. 15 ceotl. Anything on thU cover Lnt by mail on receipt of yrice. m,Vi'^ FRENCH'S STANDARD DRAMA. Price 15 Cents each.— BoTind Volumes $L 26. VOL. L I Ton 9 F»£Jo 5 The Lad 7 of Lyona i Kiehelieu 6 The Wife 6 The Honeymoon T The School for Scandal 6 Money VOL. II. t The Strange*^ 10 Grandfather Whitehead 11 Richard III 12 Love'i Sacrifice 13 The Gamester U A Cure for the Heartache 15 The Hanchback 16 Don Ctesar de Bazan VOL. III. 17 The Poor Gentleman 18 Hamlet 19 Charles II 20 Venice Preierred 31 Pizarro 22 The Love Chai e 23 Othello 21 Lend me Five Shillingi VOL. IV. 26 Virginius 26 King of the Commons 27 London Assurance 28 The Kent Day I 29 Two Gentlemen ofVerona j 30 The Jealous Wife 31 The Rivals I 32 Perfection I VOL. V. [Debts I 83 A New Way to Pay Old I H Look Before You Leap 1 35 King John I 86 Nervous Man a7 Damou and Pythias ?8 Clandestine Marriage ; iV Wiiliam Tell t^^6J.i».T after the Weddimi ! VOL, VI. i <1 Speed the I'lough ; ii Romeo ami Juliet i Phantom 16t> Franklin 167 Ths Gunmaker of 168 The Love of a Prince VOL. XXIL 169 Son of the Night 17C Rory O'More 171 Golden Eagle 172 Rlenzi 173 Broken Sword 174 Rip Van Winkle 175 Isabella 176 Heart of Mid Lothian VOL. xxni. 177 Actress of Padua 178 Floating Beacon 179 Bride of La'mermoor 180 Cataract of'the Gangei 181 Kobber of the Rhine 182 School of Reform 183 Wanderint Boys 184 Mazeppa VOL. XXIV. 185 Young New York 186 The Victim^i 187 Roaance after Marriage 188 Brigand o9 Poor of New York 190 Ambrose Gwinett 191 Raymond and Agnes ■192 Gambler s Pate VOL. XXV. 193 Father and Soa 194 Massanieilo 95 Sixteen String Jack 96 Youtbful Queen 197 Skeleton Witness 198 Innkeep^rr of Abbeville """ Miller and his Men 200 Aladdin VOL. XXVI. 201 Adrienae the Actress 202 (Jndino Jessie Brown 204 Asmodeus 205 l5ormoDS 206 ,:ianche of Brandywlne •207 , iola i03 Deseret Deserted VOL. XXVII. 209 Americans in Paria 210 Victorine 211 Wizard of the Wave 212 Castle Spectre 213 Horseshoe Robinson 214 Armand, Mrs Mowatt 215 Fashion, Mrs Mowatt 216 Glance at New York VOL. XXVIII. 217 Tnconptant 213 Vncle Tom's Cabin Guide to the Stage 220 Veteran 221 Miller of New Jersey 222 Dark Hour before Dawn 223 Midsum'r Night's Dream i Laura Keepe's Edition 224 Art and Artifice VOL. XXIX 225 Poor Young Man 226 Ossawattomle Brown 227 Fope of Rome 228 Oliver Twist '229 Pauvrette 230 Me.n in the Iron Mask 231 gnigQtof Arva :>.ii Jioil Pitcher VOL. XXX. 233 Black Eyed Susan •234 Satan in Paris ■235 Riisina Meadows fess 236 West End, or Irish Heir- •237 Six Degrees of Crime 238 The Lady and the Devil 239 Avenger.orMoorof Sici- 40 Masks and Faces ) ly (Catalogut continued on third page of cover.) VOL. XXXI. 241 Merry Wives of Windsor 342 Mary's Birthday 343 Shandy Maguire 244 Wild Oats 245 Michael Erie 246 Idiot vVitness 247 Willow Copse 343 People's Lawyer VOL. XXXII. 349 The Boy Martyrs 250 Lucretia Borgia 251 Surgeon of Paris 252 Patrician's Daughter 253 Shoemaker of Toulouse 254 Momentous Question 255 Love and Loyalty 256 Robber's Wife VOL. XXXIII. 257 Dumb Girl of Geno* 258 Wreck Ashore 259 Clari 260 Rural Felicity 261 Wallace 262 Madelaine 263 The Fireman 264 Grist to the Mill VOL. XXXIV. 263 Two Loves and a Life '266 Annie Blake 2tt7 Steward 263 Captain ITvd 269 Niok of the Woods 270 Marble Heart 271 Second Love 272 Dream at Sea VOL. XXXV. 273 Breach of Promise 274 Review 273 Lady of the Lake 276 Still Water Runs Deep 277 The Scholar 278 Helping Hands ' 279 Faust and Marguerite 280 Last Man VOL. XXXVI. ' 281 Belle's Stratagem •282 Old and Young 283 Raffaella 284 Ruth Oakley 283 British Slave A Life's Ransom 287 Giralda 288 Time Tries All VOL. XXXVII. ■289 Ella Rosenburg 290 Warlock of the Glen 291 Zelina 292 Beatrice 293 Neighbor Jackwood •294 Wonder •293 Robert Emmet 29C Green Bushes VOL. XXXVIII. 297 Flowers of the Fore i 293 A Bachelor of Arts 299 The Midnight Banquet Husband of an Hour 301 Love's Labor Lost 302 Naiad Queen 'M)o Caprice 304 Cradle of Liberty VOL. XXXIX. 305 The Lost Ship 306 Country Squlro 307 Fraud and its Victims 308 Putnam 309 King and Deserter 310 La Fiaramina 311 A Hard StJUgglo 312 Gwinnette Vaughaa VOL. XL. 313 The Love Knot j Jndje 314 Lavater, or Not a B».d .'15 The Noble Heart 316 Corlolanus 317 The Winter's Tale 318 Eveleen Wilson 319 Ivanhoe 320 Jonathan la Englanct \'l FRENCH'S Bfft ^rtiufl HDi'tion. No. LXV. TEMPTATION: OR, TPIE IRISH EMIGRANT. A COMIC DRAMA, IN TWO ACTS. BY JOHN BROUGHAM. TO WHICH ARE ADDED, |l Descripticn cf the Costume — Cast of the Characters — Entrances and EkU Relative Positions of the Performers on the Stage, and the whole of tha Stage Business. NEW YORK: SAMUEL FRENCH, 122 Na88ad Street, vUp STAiBa.> ^\is- , ri € 8 1 u m e .— Temptatiom. GRANITE.— Plain black suit. STERLING.- -Large blue coat, black breeches ajd long guten^daik vest. BOBALINK. — White blouse, gray trousers tucked up at bottons, i«l shirt, and colored neckerchief. O'BRYAN. — Dress of an Irish emigrant TRA VERS.— Fashionable walking dress. POLLY. — Plain muslin dress. MRS. GRIMGRISKIN.— Plain silk, showy head drew. MARY. — Ladies' walking dress. STAGE DIRECTIONS. EXITS AND ENT&ANCS8. L. means First Entrance, Left. R. First Entranct, Right. S. E. L Second Entrance, Left. S. E. R. Second Entrance, Right. U. E. L. Upper Entrance, Left. U. E. R. Upper Entrance, Right. C. Centre. L. C. Left of Centre. R. C. Right of Centre. T. E. L. Third Entrance, Left. T. E. R. Third Entrance, Right. C. D. Centre Door. D. R, Door Right. D. L. Doer Left. U. D. L. Upper Door, Left. U. D. R. Upper Door, Right. ♦,* The Reader is supposed to he on the Stage, facing the Audiencf G'.n Judgeand Mrs. I.R.Hltt DfcC. 11. 1936 C«rt of tfje ®5atacter».-— Temptatio», A4 FIRST PERFORMED AT BUETON's THBATm> Mi: th-anite, a wealthj' merchant, - - - Mr. E. W. Clarka Sterling, ftjo old clerk, - - - - - - " H. Lvnne. Tom BolaAnk, a truckman, - - - - " Bll* «. 0' Bryan, an Irish emigrant, - . - . « Brougham Henry Travers, — » -»► --*^ — .^t^ - .. « Levere. Williams, - - - - - . . - »« Voise. 7^o?^y Bobolink, Tom's better half, - - - Mrs. Brougham. Mrs. Grimgrish'h --..,«« Hughe*. Marif TraPf^, fefiu Hiffert. TEMPTATION. ACT I. SCENE I. — GsijnTE's Office. Granite ayid Sterlino discater&i. Papers are scattered around. StcrL Balance in our favor, two hundred and fifty-seven thousand, eight hundred and forty dollars, bringing the accounts of the house of Granite up to date. Gran. iLoud.] All correct, Mr. Sterling 1 Sterl. To a cypher ! I've been up and down the columns a dozen Gran. Good I Sterl. Did you speak, sir 1 Gran. No! Sterl. Ah, my poor old ears ! Five and forty years in this quiet office tias made them sleepy ; they'll never wake up again ! never ! never ! Gran. So much the better — a clerk should have no ears : nimble fin- gers and just enough of brain to count up his columns correctly : in each way you have worked for me> well ; very well. Spindles, and I thank you. Sterl. Bless you, sir, you are very good ; you never said so much before, and it has removed a great weight from my mind. I was afraid I hadn't pleased you. I'm happy now, sir — very happy. I'm a fooUsh old man, but your goodness will look over this folly. Praise shant \ make me giddy or skittish. No, no ! — when I've wiped my old eyes I'll take my pen once more with joy — with great joy, dear sir. Gran. 1 envy that old machine his moment of real enjoyment, for it is real : — during his long solitary life the world has been to him a blank, his existence bounded by these dreary walls, and yet his remnant of a heart throbs from one touch of kindness ! here am I with the revenues of a principality at my command, yet would I almost give that up to be permitted to feel as he does. Over two hundred and fifty thousand dol- lars — the midway to half a million is passed. Haifa million ! why not a million 1 I am still young in energy and spirit. Ah, that black ma- lignant cbud ! why will it ever pass across the sunray of my thoughts. Travers ! hush ! suppose he should hear ; to be in his — in any man's power. Sterling ! ah, he's safe ; that friendly deafness ! Sterling, I •hall have no more occasion for you to-day. TEMPTATION. O Sterl. I'm glad of it ! I'll go and tell my happines«i to the sweet breath of heaven. I'll go, but — Gran. But whatl you have something to say— lething to aski — not an advance of salary ! mind, I tell you beforeL j. that cannot be. Sterl. No, no, no ! I am profusely paid ! too / ach indeed, and yet— . Gran. Come, what 1 out with it; don't stand fidgetting there; what have you to say 1 Sterl. Nothing much ; but I — I — saw him to-day. Gran. Whom I Sterl. My dear young master. Gran. Travers (Rises.) Sterl. Yes ; but don't speak his name as if it stung you. I was his father's servant before I was yours. Gran. Did I not caution you against mentioning that ; you know or ought to know what cause I have to keep it blotted from my memory. Sterl. I do, I do ! at least I think you told me, he — Gran. No matter what of him I told you. this I said, if ever you ut- tered word of him or his, that instant you ceased to be employed by meu Sterl. You did. Gran. And yet, in spite of this — ^you know what I have done for him. Sterl. You helped him once, he was unsuccessful ! but he is young ; spare him something — ^you won't miss it, you won't indeed. Gran. Miss it ! — don't be a fool ! — every dollar lent or lost is a step backward which must be crawled up again by inches. Why don't this Travers work ! many a man's fortune has been made with less than he has squandered in carelessness. His age is now — Slerl. The same as your own son's to a month. Yon are proud, justly proud of him ; so would my poor dear master be of his, were he alive. Think what you would suffer could you see your boy, as I havo seen the other, with his head buried in his fingers, his poor young weep- ing wife without the power to hcljp or comfort him except with her pain- ful tears. Gran. My son can never be reduced to this ; he must be wealthy. Sterl. The avalanche falls sometimes upon the most fruitful vineyards as well as the most barren waste. Gran. Silence, sir ! — how dare you hint at danger or distress to him ? What do you wanf? How much will satisfy this spendthrift 1 Sterl. Well, since your kindness emboldens me to speak, it's no use patching up a worn out coat, so even let him have a new one. Give him another chance — a few hundred dollars more or less can't injure you, and may be his salvation. About five thousand dollars will suffice Gran. Are you mad, Sterling ? Sterl. Your son will have his half a million to begin with. Gran. Half a million ! He can hold up his head then, eh. Sterling ; he can wag his tongue amongst the proudest of the land, eh, old friend ! Sterl. And not be ashamed of either head or tongue ; for he's a noble youth. Gran. He is ! he is ! My honest old servant and friend, I will help this Travers once more, {Writes.) but for the last time, remember that After this interview forget his very name, or you must find another O TEMPTATION. home Here's a check for five thousand dollars, get it cashed yourself and take it to him. Sterl. Bless you ! now this is like j'ourself ; this is noble ! My pool young- Gran. Hush! be off at once — a word more and I recall the loan. [Exit Sterling l. and Granite e, SCENE H. Tom Bobalink's Room. Enter Tom singing l. h. Tom. (Sings.) " There was a jolly Miller once, &c." Hallo, pet, where are you 1 No dinner yet. I am early, to be sure, but uncommon hungry. I've heard of people taking all sorts of things to get up an appetite; if they'd only have the wisdom to take nothing for a short time, it's wonderful what an effect it would have upon a lazy digestion. Enter Polly Bobalink, e. h. Tom. There you are, bless your smiling, happy face ! that's as good to look at as a shining fire to the poor frozen laborer ! Come, what have you goti Polly. It ain't much, Tom, cause you know we ain't well enough off to afford luxuries ; but it's such a sweet little neck of mutton in a lovely stew, what you so much like, you know, with lots of wedgitables. Tom. Gallopshus ! Out with it, for I'm as hungry as an unsuccesful office-seeker. Polly. Oflice-seekers ! what are they, Tom 1 Tom. Why, Polly, you know those downy birds we hear of, that, when some other has taken pains to get himself a comfortable nest, never rests until he pops into it ; but he has the satisfaction of knowing that there's a whole flock waiting anxiously to serve him in the same way ; but them's politics, Polly, and ain't pfoper for women to meddle with. Polly. I agree with you there, Tom, dear ; there's enough to occupy a woman's time and attention inside of her own house, without bother- ing her head with what's going on without. Tom. Bless your homey little heart, if there were a few more good vrives, Polly, there would be a few less bad husbands. This is glorious ! Ah, Poll, if we could only be sure that we had even as good a dinner as this all our lives, how happy I should be. But I often think, my girl, if any accident should befall me, what would become of you 1 Polly. Now don't talk that way, Thomas, now don't repine at your condition. Tom. How can I help iti I try not, but it's impossible When I see people dressed up and titivated out as I go jogging along with my poor old horse and truck, I envy them in my heart. 1 know it's wrong, but it's there, and it would be worse to deny it. Polly. Could any of those fine folks enjoy their dinner better than you do 1 Tom. No, my girl, not if they had forty courses. But eating ain't all ; this living from hand to mouth, earning with hard labor every crust we put into it — never seeing the blessed face of a dollar that ain't wanted a hundred ways 1 y our necessities, *s rather hard. TEMPTATION. » Polly. Ah Tom ! and thankful ought we to be that we have heatth to earn that dollar: think of the millions of poor souls laat are woree off than ourselves ; never look above your own station with envy, Thomas, but below it with gratitude. Tom. Bless your heart, you'd make me contented in a toal cellar. O'Bryan appears at door. Tom. Hallo, friend ! what the devil do you want "^ Polly. Don't speak ao, Thomas ; he's sick and in distress ; there, BUp- pose you were like thatl Tom. What, a Paddy 1 don't mention it. Come in, Ii.sh — do ycu want anything 1 Bryan. If you please, sir, I'd like to rest myself, Polly. Sit down ; poor man ! I pity him, Thomas, though he's only an Irishman, — sit down ! Bryan. I didn't mane that, ma'am ; a lean o' the wall and an air o' the fire, blessings on you for giving it to me. Tom. A big lump of a fellow like you ! wouldn't it be better for you to be at work than lounging about in idleness. Bryan. Och then, that's true for you, sir, it would indeed be better, but where is a boy to find it ! Tom. Anywhere — everywhere ! Bryan. Faith, sir, that's exactly the place I've been looking for the last three weeks, and there was nobody at home. I hunted the work, sir, while I had the strength to crawl after it, and now if it were to come, I'm afeared I haven't got the strength to lay hold of it. Tom. Are you hungry ] Bryan. I am a trifle that way inclined, sir, but I'm used to it ; for many's the year I've felt the same onpleasant feeling — excepting it might be a month or so, awhile agone. Tom. How was that ? you weren't hungry for a month. Bryan. No, sir ; I had the good luck to catch a mighty strong lump of a fever, and it drove away the hunger while it lasted. Polly. Poor man ! sit down and eat ; v/e haven't much, but it's better than nothing. [^Takes meat fro>Ji table and dices it to Bryan] Bryan. I'd relish it better standing up if you plaze. God bless you ! Sure it's the poor man that's the poor man's friend, after all. Sure, and you've saved me, soul and body, this blessed day. I have never begged yet, but it was coming on me strong. I looked into the eyes of the quality folks, but they carried their noses so high they couldn't sec to read the starvation in my face, and I wouldn't ax the poor people, for fear they were as bad off as myself Polly. Ain't you sorry, Thomas, for what you said just now'! Tarn. No ! I'm more discontchted than ever, to think that a fewhiin- Jred swind ing schemers or fortunate fools should monopolize the rights ot millions. Isn't it a damned shame that I can't put my hand in my pocket and make this poor devil's heart jump for joy ! Polly. Point out to him how he can get seme employment : all thfl money you could give him would be no use See it you can't get hiio • chance to earn his living, and his heart vviil be continually jumping. 8 TEMrrATION. Bryan. May the heavens be your bed for this good act. I'm strong now — maybe luck won't be a step-father to me much longer. Tom, Stay ! suppose I were to give you something to do, what would you sayl Bryan. I wouldn't say much, sir, but I'd do it. Tom. I can't give you any money Bryan. I don't want it yet awhile, sir. I'll work for my bit ; just let me drop in when ye's are done ; the smell of the mate will be enough for mc. Tom. Come along with me then, and if I have any jobs, I'll get you to help me. Bryan. Long life to you for putting new blood in my veins. Tom. Ah, iff had only a little money, how happy we should all be. Folly. Hush, Tom ! I won't hear you say that anything could make you happier. Tom. Not now, Pol, but bye-and-bye : to look ahead and see nothing but toil, toil ! Folly. Did you not hear how he prayed for what you so much dread 1 Tom. That's a different thing ; he's only an Irishman ! Bryan. True for you I Tom. Come along, Paddy. Good bye, Polly. Bryan. To be sure I will, sir, follow you all over the world. Long life to you, Ma'am, and may you never know sickness, sorrow, poverty or distress, I pray. [Exit Tom and Bryan, d. f. Folly. [Watches ihcm out. "l Bless his heart, if it were not for those little fits of discontent, what a man he'd be. But we can't be alF per- fect — even I myself confess to thinking of silks and velvets, sometimes, instead of cottons and calicoes — and I'll be bound if the truth were known, the great folks that wear nothing else but grand things, don't behave a bit better, but keep longing for something a little grander still ; 80 he mustn't be blamed, poor lellow/and he shan't be, neither, in my hearing. [Exit r. SCENE III. — A vlain Chamber — Henry and Mary Travers. Enter B. H. Mary. Take cuuragc, dear Henry, and hope for the best ; the old man promised to speak to your uncle ; when he knows the severity of our distress, he will surely assist us. Hen. Ah, 'tis but a slender hope, wife ; I know his stern unyielding nature too well. Is it not hard to soe him revelling in wealth which ought to have been mine, for I am sure that it was at his dictation, and by his advice, my father made so unjust a will. Mary. Will they not give you longer than to-morrow 1 Hen. Not an hour they say. [knock, l, h.] Who can this be! ererf •ound goes through my heart in pain. [Gfes to door., l. ii- Eiitcr, Mrs. Grimguiskin, l. h. Mrs. G. Well, good folks, you'll excuse my intruding, but business, you know, is business ; not that I want to make you feel uncomfortablo, TEMPTATION. 9 but houses won't keep themselves ; lodgings is lodgings, board la board, and markets is markets ; beef and mutton don't jump into our hands promiscuous like, neither do the hydrants run tea and coifee spon taneous, as far as my slight knowledge of hydrants goes Hen. The plain sense of all this is — Mrs. G Exactly what I am coming to. I'm a woman of few words. I make it a point to send my bills in every month, and I presume it'a not an unreasonable stretch of imagination to expect them to be paid ; fents is rents, and moreover must be paid ; and mine, I am sorry to observe is not a singular exception in such respect, Mary. My dear Mrs. Grim Mrs. G. As I before remarked, I'm a woman of few words but I have my cars about me ; whispers is whispers, and ears is ears, and I have heard something that might make you uncomfortable, but as that is not my principle, I won't repeat it, but talkers you know will be talkers, and boarders never can be anything else in the world but boarders. Hsn. What have they dared to say of me 1 Mrs. G. Nothing ! Oh, indeed I'm proud to observe that my boarders pay regularly every month, and are therefore highly respectable ; and respectable boarders make a respectable house, and my ambition is to keep nothing else ffen. May I be permitted to ask what this all amounts to. Mrs. G. 'iust $200, being 80 for 1)oard, and 120 for extras. I'm a woman of few words. [Gives paper. Hen. And I am a man of less. I can't pay it. Mrs. G. I had my misgivings, notwithstanding your boast of b^ing connected with the rich Mr. Granite. Allow me to say, sir, [^Sits.l here I sit until you do pay it ; so you had better see about it at once. Sterling nuts his head in l. Sterl. May I come in 1 a> Mary. Oh, yes ! let me look in your eyes. Ah, there is hope. [Sterling shakes his head.] No, no ! heaven help us ! Sterl. Heaven has helped you, my bright bird. I only shook my heaa to make your joy the greater. Hen. What say you] Has a miracle been done 1 has that stony heart relented 1 Slerl. It is not a stony heart. I'm ashamed of you for saying so! it's a good, generous heart, as I always knew it was ! It has made mine glow with long forgotten joy this very day. Heji. Does he give us rehef 1 Sterl. He docs ! great, enduring relief! What do you think of five thousand dollars. Hen. You dream ! I dream ! Sterl. No, you're awake ! we're all awake, full up and overflowing With happiness. Mrs. G. F've thousand dollars. You'll excuse me, but I'm a woman of few words. I hope you will not take anything that I have said as at all personal to you, but only an endeavor a.s tar as in me lies to keep up Iho respiectability of my establishment ! As for that little trifle between 10 TEMPTATION. US, of course ycu can lake your time about that. I am a womun of few words, but when I do speak, I think I may be permitted to flatter my- self it is to the purpose. [Exit u. \i. [S/erling, who has been searching his pockets falls into his chair wilh a groan.] Mary, What is the matter — are you ill ! Sterl. Don't come near me. I'm the destroyer of your peace and ol my own forever. I've lost it ! lost it ! Hen. Not the money 1 Sterl. That's right — kill me— I deserve it ! Oh, careless, carelets, gp.ilty, unhappy old man ! Lost ! lost ! lost forever ! 3fary. Heaven support us— this is a blow indeed ! Hen. Forgive even the appearance of injustice, my good, kind old friend. I am a doomed man ! it's no use to strive against destiny. Sterl. Don't, don't ! this kindness is worse than j'our reproof. Let me die ! let me die ! I am not fit to live. Stay ! I'll run back 1 Ah, 1 haven't the strength. Hen. Come, come, old friend, take it not so much to heart ; lean upon Tie ; we'll go and search for it together ; and even if it be not found, 'tis not a fatal loss so long as life and health remain. Come ! S/xrl. You say this to comfort me, my boy. You see I'm selfish even now, detainmg you when every moment is of consequence. [Exeunt. [M.*RY appears tranquil until they arc gone, then throws herself into chair and weeps.'] SCENE IV.— ^ Street. Tom. {Without, k ] Whoa ! you stupid brute, won't you1 stand, will you 1 There, take that on your broad shoulders, carry it to No. 44, and wait for the money. Enter O'Br.fAx, r. h, Bryan. 'Deed will'"! ! {Kicks on wallet.] What's thati a soft stone, I suppose. By my soul, I'm rising in the world at last ; if I'm not kickin' fortune before me like a foot-ball, I never will. Blessings on the day that I lighted upon tliat tender-hearted pair. I'm to go to 44, but how am I to find it1 Here's 41, and next door to it is 43 ; divil take me if they haven't left cu^, 44 altogether. Well, now, look here if 44 hasn't walked right acrcsf* the street. Faith, if a fellow had to find out many numbers this way he'd be tired crossing the street. Enter Tom, r. h. Tom. That's rif;ht, up with you. You've got to cord another and bring it down ; he as quick as you can, for jobs are scarce {Bryan en- terslloor, r. h.] That Polly is a regular dictionary of thoughtfulness; this poor Paddy is ready to jump out of his skin for joy that he's got something to do. I mustn't serve him as some folks I have heard of, vrho und'er the pretence of charity break a fellow's back with work. {Takes out a dirty little imllet.] Only fifty cents all this blessed day, and this job will make a dollar, and that's all the money I have in the world ■ But haven't I a sunny-hearted, loving, careful wife, and a home that I in always delighted CO rush to 1 I must acknowledge that in the do- f EMPTAl ION. 1 \ liMstic department I wouldn' change with the biggest bug of them all. I ought to be happy, and I will, too, in spite of the hard times. [Kicks wallet.] hallo, what's that ? it looks very like— my gracious 1 how my heart throbs !— it is! [Loo/^s round— picks it up quickly.] Money ! heaps of money ! The blood's running into my head. [Puts it in his pocket.] I^feel famt Hold, it ain't mine. [Takes it out.] I'll leave it there again ! No, I won't ! [Pops it back.] It's a windfall ; nobody has seen me ; how do I know that \ somebody from those windows — what a fool I am ! [Whistles and walks carelessly to and fro ] It's no use ! I can't persuade myself mto quietness ; it ain't safe here ! it might fall out! [Puts it into his tuii.] That won't do ! [Puts it mto his breast.] That's it ! No poor man could have lost it, it's too much. Nobody wants it more than my- self ! What's that ! there's a police officer— he's looking straight at me —I know he is, and I dare not turn. It's a new thing to me°not to bo able to look a man in the face. I'll go up to him and deliver it. [ Turns.] He's gone! I'll be hanged if I don't kee^ h—hanged ! ugh! what a peculiar feeling that word brings all about my back bone. I know I de- serve it. My good gracious, the temptation is frightful! Pshaw! vvould the next one who passed by, be more honest than myself? deuce a bit. Fortune has sent it me, and by Jingo I'll keep it. Enter O'Bryan, r Bryan. I found it! Tom. You, you scoundrel, it's a lie ! What do you mean by vou found it 1 -^ • Bryan. I found 44, and a purty circumlocutions travel I nad to do that same. A man must be mighty drunk to go straight through this street any way. Tom. Oh, I see ! where's the trunk 1 Bryan. Well, the lady towJtt me that the man that was goin' got a lot of money just now, so he's goi^' to not go away for the present. Enter Henry and Steklisg from house, l. Hen. Don't be so alarmed, old friend, we may find it as we go alono-. Tom. It's his money I've got in my pocket. What shall I do ^ 111 give It up. No, I won't— he looks well off. Hen. I say, my man, you didn't find a pocket-book about here, did you ? Bryan. I« it me ? the never a find ! I wish I did. Hen. Indeed ! What for ? You'd keep it, I suppose 1 Bryan. Bad luck to the keep, and to you for thinking of it ; but it'i the way of the world— a ragged waistcoat is seldom suspected of cover- uig an honest heart. Hen. Those people have not seen it, that's evident. Come, let us ■earch further. My good friends, if you should see or hear of any per- son who may have found this money, pray give notice of it in yondei house ; for rum, perhaps death, may follow from its loss. ». n c :i : r . ^r [Exeunt Hen. and Sfbrl , r. i om. Confound it, I must ! No, I won't ! Bryan. I'oor fellow ! he looks wild. 12 TExMPTATION. Tom. Huaibug ! it's only put on to make us give it up Bryan. Give it up, eh! Tom. That is. if we had got it ; but tlon't stand praling there; if yoB mean to earn your salt, set about it. It's time to put the horse up. You can do it, can't you 1 Bryan. If I can't I can learn There's nothing in the way of an honest living that 1 won't have a try at. Tom. Confound you, who wants you to do anything elee ; be off! Vm sicii and goin' home. I've got an oppression on my chest, and if I don't have relief I'll drop in the street. Bryan. Something's come over you since momino^. sure enough. Uut you've been kind and generous to me, and may I never leave this spot, but if I could do you any good by taking the half of your com- plaint, I'd do it. l^Exit, r. h. Tom. I dare say you would, but my constitution is strong enough to carry it all. Now for Polly ! Shall I tell her 1 I've never kept a se- cret from her yet. But suppose she shouldn't consent to my keeping it I I shan't say a word about it. I'll hide it for the present — then swear I had a prize in the lottery. That's a capital idea ! My God 1 what am I lingering about here for 1 I must go, — and yet I feel as though I were leaving the happiness of my life upon that spot. Pooh ! lots of money will make any one happy. A good stiff horn or two will make me all right. " Begone, dull care,*' — the singing is gone out of my heart, just now ; it will come back bye-and-bye. [^Exit r. h. SCENE V. — Tom's Chamber as before. Polly discovered at work. Polly. What a dear, considerate, good-natured husband I have, to be sure ; the proudest lady in the land cannot be happier than I in my hum- ble home. It's nearly time for him to be here, and I must get his bit of supper ready ; it isn't much, to be sn|-er; but it's honestly earned, ihd will taste the sweeter for the thought. I have a surprise for him for this evening — a delicious bit of tripe ; — he's so fond of tripe as I cook it, and I made the man give me plenty of fat. Won't he like it ! \^At- tends to pot onjire.^ Enter Tom slightly drunk, d. f. Polly. My dear Tom, I knew you were coming. I said so to myself just now. Tom. Did you 1 Then you didn't tell no lies. Folly. What's the matter I Tom. Why, what should be the matter 1 Where's the use of asking •uch a stupid question as that] Felly. Don't speak so crossly, dear Thomas ; I didn't mean any harm. Tom. Bless your little soul, I know you didn't, aid I'm a brute. Polly. Indeed, you're nothing of the kind. Tovi I am Polly ! I insist upon being a brute, ^h, y( u don't knofi All Polly. All what ? you alarm me. Tom. There's no occasion for alarm. [J«e, a few transitory sparks, and the past is sealed as with the silence of the dead. [Exit, r. h. Enter Stekling, l. h. Sterl. Lost ! lost forever ! I've told him all, and he is inexorable, I have killed the son of my benefactor, destroyed the only thing on earth to which the wretched femnant of my life was devoted. He can't re- cover from the shock, I know he can't ! nor can I ! I feel as though my heart were breaking. I wish it would ! I wish it would ! To fall from such a height of joy into a gulf of despair — and I, I did it — I who would have sold my very life to bring him a moment of happiness. Oh, hard, desperate fate. [Picks tip packet and places it on desk.] The crime of self-destruction is great, but I am sorely tempted ! With chilling selfishness on one side, and such misery on the other, life is but a weary hurden. [Looks at packet.] What do I seel '* abstract of w'lWl" ^Nhy, 'tis dated after that one by which Henry was disinherited. Powers of justice, should it be ! — it were too much to hope ; my limbs tremble — I cannot stand. [Puts on spectacles.] Nor can I sec ! — a moment ! — pati- ence, old heart ! Now, it is ! it is ! Oh, merciful dispenser of all good, let me but live to see this great wrong righted. Caution ! caution ! Ob TEMPTATION. Id for an houi if youth and strength tnd energy. He comes; ! I have n'i< heart within my very grasp. Enter Granite, r. n. Gran. Well, my good Sterling, I am to be troubled no more, I hope, by that fellow's pitiful whinings. I was a fool to be overpowered by you, but benevolence is my failing ! — a commendable one, I own, but still a failing. Slcrl. I am glad to hear you say that, for you now have great oppor- tunity to exercise it. Gran. What do you mean 1 Sterl. You see before you the most miserable wretch in existence : — the money you gave me Gran. WelH Sterl. Is lost ! I have lost it. Gran. Pooh ! old man ; don't think to deceive me by such a stale de- vice ; that's a very old trick. Sterl. Ah, I feared that, even more than the money's loss. You don t believe me 1 Gran. No ! Slcrl After so many years 1 Gran. The temptation was too much for you ; the old leaven exhib- ited itself once more ; you remember Sterl. Silence, sir !— the majesty of my integrity emboldens me to say that even to you. my master. Your cruel taunt has wiped out all of feeling that I had for you ; — fellow sinner, hast thou not committed an error likewise. Gran. Insolent ! Sterl. Nay, not an error, a crime ! Gran. How dare you insinu'tj^^ Sterl. I don't insinuate, I speak out. I know you have ! Gran. Know it ! Sterl. And can prove it ; but enough of this. I have lost the money you advanced ; will you replace it 1 Gran. Away, fool ! you are in your dotage. Sterl. A dotage which shall wither your strength and strip you m an instant of your ill-bought possessions ;— the consciousness of detected guMt e\en now shows itself upon your ashy countenance. Since human- ity will not prompt you to yield a portion of your stolen wealth, justice •hall force you to deliver it all— aye all ! all ! Gran. Villain, what riddle is this 1 Sterl. One easily solved ;— behold its solution, if your eye daie look at it ;— a will devising all the property you now hold to Her ry Travers ! Gran. Ha, ha ! deceived! malicious fool, it is a forgery it must be, for I burnt the confusion ! what have I said? Stei I. Oh, you burnt it, did you 1 You cannot, you dare not dispute this evidence. There are dozens who can swear to my old master's sig- nature. Stern, proper virtue would induce me to vindicate his son'i cause, but I know he would not purchase wealth at the cost of your de- gradation ; divide equally with him, and let the past be forgotten 16 TEMPTATION Grran. lAside.] Ha! a glimmer of hope. lAloud.] My Uintl. generous old friend, this is an act of clemency for which I was not prepired. In deep humility I acknowledge ray very great crime, and shall make even more reparation than you require ; let me but have a small pittance to retire into the oblivion which I have courted and deserved — the rest shall be his to whom it rightfully belongs. Your hand, old friend ; you'll find that I shall repair all — thus ! [Snatches paper furiously from Sterling.] Tims, and thus ! you shallow-pated fool ! And now the only evidence that could fling a shadow across the golden sunray of my good name, would be your fragment of miserable breath, which I could take, and would, as easily as brush away a noxious wasp, but that I despise you too entirely to fear your sting Go, both of you, and babble forth your injuries to the world. Go and experience how poor a conflict starveling honesty in rags can wage against iniquity, when clad in golden armor. I defy ye all. [Exit, k. h. SterL Oh, villain; heartless villain — lost, lost forever. [Staggers off, l. h. Ik. iSCENE 2. — Tom's chamber as before. — Tom discovered asleep on the floor. — Enter Polly r, h. — She goes quietly over and toiiches him on the shoulder. Tom. [Waking up suddenly.} Stand oflT! you shan't have it, it's mme Polly. Why, Thomas, what are you talking about 1 Tom. Oh, is that you, Poll 1 Nothing, nothing ! I had a nasty kind of a dream, that's all, I couldn't sleep all night and Pve just had a few cat naps, and very uncomfortable they were. Polly. My dear Tom, you mustn't drink any more. You see how i\ leaves you in the morning. ^/^ Tont. So it does, Poll ! what a dream I had. Ah, the darkness is a terrible time to get over when one's conscience is filling the blackness with fiery eyes. Ha, ha, ha ! [Aside.] I've a devilish great mind to astonish her, and I will too ! No, I won't ! not yet ! [Aloud.] Polly, do you known it's my belief that you were cut out to be a rich woman some of these lucky days. Folly. Dear Thomas, let me be rich in the happiness of our humblo but contented home. I ask for nothing else. Tom. Pooh, nonsense ! suppose, now, you got a heap of money — a prize in the lottery or something of the kind, wouldn't you like to elevat-j your little nose and jostle against the big bugs "? Po.ly. Not at the price of our comfort, Thomas. Tom. You're a fool ! money can buy all sorts of comfort. Polly. What do you mean, Thomas, by those hints about Money 1 has anything happened 1 Tom. No, oh no ! but there's no knowing when someihing may ! now I'll try her ! [Aloud.] It's my dream, Polly : shall I tell it youl Polly. Do, my dear Thomas. I'm so gla^l to see you yourself again Tom. Well then, I dreamt, that as I was returning from a job, what i^ould I kick against in the middle of the road with nobotly r f.ar hut TEMPTATION. 17 me, at^ the time — what should I see, but a wallet. . looked into it and found it stuffed with money : presently the owner comes along, enquir- ing if I had found it, I said no — clapped it in my pocket and came away a rich man. Polly. I know your heart too well, Thomas, to believe that such a thing could occur except in a dream. Tom. Why not? I should like to know. If fortune did — I mean, if fortune were to fling luck in my way, don't you think I should be a great fool not to grab at it 1 Polly. Thomas, you've been drinking too much. Tom. No, not enough ; give me some more. Polly. Not a drop ! husband ; if you will poison yourself, it shall not be through my hand. Tom. Fetch me the brandy^ bottle and don't be a fool. I'm master of ray own home I should think. Polly. Home ! Ah, Thomas, some evil spirit I fear, has stolen away our once happy home forever. [Exit, r. h. Tom. There has, and this is it. Confound you, I'll have nothing more to do with you. [Throxcs it on table.] Poor Polly ! I'll take the cursed thing back. I wouldn't .have her eyes wet with sorrow to be made of money. I'll find out the owner. Stay ! why should I take that trouble, let him come to me ; it will be time enough then ! it's rather hard to be obliged to throw awav a fellow's luck. Here, you O'Bryan ! Bryan. [ Without d. f.] Sir ! Tom. Truck ready 1 Bryan. All right, Sir ! Tom. Then I'll go out and see what a little work will do. There was a time, I thought if I had as much money, I should be able to jump out of my skin for joy, however I came by it ; but now that I have it, I don't feel so dreadful happy. Poor^lly ! she's crying, I knovv she is. I never went out to my labor without giving her a parting kiss — but now I haven't the heart ; the fact of it is, I'm perfectly miserable and there's no disguising the fact. I have it ! I know what I'll do— I'll go some where, a terrible way off — right out of the bounds of civilization, to New Holland, or New Zealand, or New Jersey. [Exit leaving wallet on table. O'Bryan appears at door. Bryan. There's a job at that place we were in yesterday, the trunks are goin' after all — and so by the sam.c token is the cid woman's tongue. {Sits on chair.] Well, glory be to fortune, I'm on the high road to good luck at last. [Knife, and bread, and cheese.] Plenty of the best in the way of eatin', an illigant stable to sleep in, and the finest of straw to alecp on — with a christian like quadruped for company. If I had only a trifle of money to get myself some duds, wouldn't I be so full of fun and industry I'd take the buzz out of a hive of bees. Bad luck attend me, if I don't think the divil has slipped a swadge of temptation before me at the very word ; but the never a one o' me '11 touch it. Get out, you schemer ! 1 feel the whisk of your tail as natural as if I saw it 18 TEMPTATION. I wonder whose it is 1 it ain't mine anyway ! You needn't stare me in the face that way. I wouldn't howld you no more nor if you were made of blazes ! and maybe you are, you black looking bil of bo divilment. Enter Polly, r. h. Folly. Gone ! Is Thomas gone ! Bryan. Just this minute or two back. Howld hard ! don't come thi« way ; do you see that 1 Folly. What is it ? Bryan. Don't touch it ! it's Temptation ! bedivilment ! I was foolish enough just now, to wish I had a trifle of money, and may I never see harm if that lump of a pocket book didn't spring up afore my eyes. Polly. Thomas must have dropped it ! Ha; I know ! it must be ! his dream was not a dream but the reality ; he has found this and his uncertainty whether to retain it or give it up, has caused his sleepless uncomfortable night. Did you hear any one say they had lost money yesterday 1 Bryan. Faix, I believe I did. Polly. Where? Bryan. Just a street or two beyant. Polly. Quick ! quick ! my shawl and bonnet ; it shall be returned at once. Come, show me the place, Bryan. I don't know how it came here but this money must be that which has been lost. Bryan. Who knows but it may ; at all events one comfort, if it ain't enough, maybe there'll be a fresh crop when we come back. [^Exeunt t l. d. y SCENE ni.— Granitk's Chamher as before. [Voice without.] He will not see you. Stcrl. [ Without.] He must ! he shall ! [Enters l.] Heaven has en- dowed me with an increase of strength and resolution for this, my last interview. Enter Granite, r. h. Gran. What outrage is this 1 Did I not warn you never to "cross my threshold again 1 — beware, lest the residue of your days be passed within & prison's walls ! Sterl. I care not ! your inhumar.ily and vile ingratitude to those whose inheritance you have stolen, have made me desperate. Oh, I'll be pati- ent, humble, cringe and lower myself to be the veriest dog that evci licked the hand that spurned it, if you will but be merciful. You dun'l know how they suffer. Gran. You have heard my answer. Here, Williams ! SleH. Not yet ! not yet. I implored you once for the sake of your own flesh and blood * — recollect, the measure that you mete out may be returned on his head — your son's. Gran. I won't hear you speak of him. Dare but to couple his nam« TEMPTATION. 19 mth the vile herd, and I'll have you driven hence with blows. Wil- liams, I say ! can I not be obeyed ! You have had my answer before ; hear me repeat it and bellow it in your deadened ear. I wouldn't give you or the viper who sent you here, a shilling, if I saw you and the whole crew starving before my face. The property is mine"! mine ! I hold it by the strong arm of the law, and I will keep it, despite of Stcrl. Heaven's justice. Take heed! it sometimes overtakes the guilty in their hour of greatest triumph. Gran. I'll hear no more. Go, or I shall strike you to my foot. Here, Williams. Enter Williams, l. h. Gran. You are come at last ! why did you not answer me 1 Williams. Because the messenger wlio brought this letter said that •'ts contents would concern you nearly. Your son, sir Gran. Ha, my son ! Letter ! Concern me nearly ! Give it me I What terrible presentiment of evil sweeps across my thoughts like a shroud. [Tears it open and strikes his forehead in agony.] Dead ! dead ! [Faints — W^illiams and Sterling assist him. Stcrl. Miserable man ! retribution has come suddenly. Is it his sonl Williams. Yes, sir ; he was found dead in his bed at college last night. Sterl. This is terrible ! Gran. IMeviving.'] Oh agony ! agony ! it must be a dream ! a hide- ous ! a damned dream. Say that it is. Who are youl Ah, old man, you have slain him and I'll have your heart's blood. Williams, what is ■- — ' this l where is my son ! Oh, my boy ! my boy ! my noble, innocent, glorious boy ! Dead 1 No, no ! there's some life, some hope 1 Paper, Sterling, paper ! My heart is broken 1 Let Travers have all. I'll sign it ; — perhaps the tardy justice may propitiate Heaven, and my son will yet live ! He's in a trance ! a fajjj^! Come, let me sign, then take me to him — beggared 1 but living ! N^*«iatter 1 while I have breath, let me see him once — once more. [The]/ bear him off, l. h. SCENE IV. — Mas. Grimgriskin's, as before. Enter Tom, cautiously. Tom. I cannot keep the cursed thing any longer ; this is the house, and luckily the coast is clear. I'll make it all right in a jiffy. Where shall I put if? — cry out and swear I found it under the trunk — or put it under the sofal 5fo, they must have looked. I'll leave it on the table. Yes, that'll do. Ah, where is it ^ I couldn't have lost it. Oh, that would be sure perdition. I have it ! Its not here ! Now what a cursed villain I am. Oh, it serves jiie right ; why did I yield to the temptation. Stay, I may find it in the street ! No, no, it's gone — gone ! clean gone ! Some rascal, bad as jnysclf, has got it; — but there may be a chance I'll look through the back streets I came alon^. God help me — if I lon't find it 1 shall go mad. [Rushes out, L. u. Enter Mrs. Grimoriskin, Hknuv a7idMk3.Y, r. h. Mrs. G. You'll excuse the intrusion, if you please, but being a wo- man of few words, there can be no necessity for mc to inform you that this is my house, meaning of course, as lonr as I pay my rent, which I 20 TEMPTATION. don't see tho slightest possibility of doing unless a similar proceeding takes place with regard to my rooms. Hen. What do you mean % Mrs. G. I mean that people as can't pay, should have no objection to turn out in favor of them as can : so perhaps you'll be good enough to act accordingly. lExit, D. f. 1 K. Enter hurriedly Polly and O'Bryan. l. h. 1 e. Bryan. This is the house, and there's 44. Polly. Oh, sir — Miss ! I beg your pardon for breaking in upon you 00 suddenly, but have you lost any money? Hen. Yes, my good woman, a large sum. Speak, in mercy — say, do y ^u knov^r of it 1 Folly. Was it — viras it taken from you 1 Hen. No ! it was dropped in the street. Polly. Thank Heaven for that relief— here it is ! Hen. It is ! it is ! Mary. Bless you ! blesa you ! you know not what a^/eight of misery you have alleviated. Hen. Take half of it ; it honestly belongs to you. Polly. Not a penny ! I hate to look at it. Hen. Won't you, my good fellow 1 Bryan. Not if you were my father, I wouldn't. Sure I'd rather feel the feeling that's warming me up like a piece of su^shinti while I'm looking at you there now, than all you could give me. They say money that isn't earned is the devil's wages, and I don't want him for my mas- ter, any way. Hen. Tell me, my good, kind friends, where did you find this money' Bryan. Sure, sir, it looked me straight in the face, and axed me to pick it up, and I was afraid, sir, and''* Polly. My husband found it, sir, and thought — that Hen. I have no right to ask any questions ; it is returned — and I have no doubt, correctly. Polly. Pray sir, look at it, I have a reason for wiahing you to do so ; is it — is it all there ] He7i. It is all correct ; not a shiUing lost, Polly. Then sir, whatever pleasure you may enjoy in its recovery cannot equal mine in being the means of restoring it to you. Bryan. May I never, if here ain't the masther comii g over in a state of distractitude. Enter Mrs. Grimguiskin, 1. e. r. h. Mrs. G. What's the meaning of this uproar. Bryan. It's no business of yours Mrs, Woman of few words. Mrs. G. Ah, you ignorant Irishman ! Bryan. Troth, and ye haven't called me out of my name, Ma'am, i know enough anyway to keep me from saying anything agin a female, when she tries to forget that she's a lady. Polly. Oh, sir — you said you wou'd like to assist me. All I wish yoo TEMPTATION. 21 to do is to look over my husbatid's fault ; he's a good man, indeed be is but the drink is in him now, and Hen. Never fear me ! you have saved my life — all our lives and my gratitude is yours forever. Tom rushes m l. h. Tom. I have lost — Polly here ! l*olly. [Interrupting him.] Yes love, I did as you told me, I brought the money, you know, that you found. May I sir] you see how he is. lAll go up but Polly and Tom. Tom. What's this, Polly 1 What do you say 1 Money ! why it's lost ! No ! did you 1 it can't be ! My head ! what with brandy and terror I am in an awful state. There, I can hear now. Dear, dear wife ' guardian angel ! speak to me — tell me again, did you find it ' JPolly. I did ! Tom. Hurrah ! And brought it here 1 Polly. Yes. Mrs. G. What do I hear. Tom. God bless you ! he will ! he will ! Oh, sir ! Polly. Hush ! he knows nothing, but that you found it, and sent it by me. You did ; you know you left it there for me to take. Tom. I wish I could tell this fellow that [Strikes his breast} and h would believe me ; but I did mean to give it back. Polly. I know you did, dear husband ; your true heart could not harbor a bad liiought long. ^ Men. My good friends ! Mary. My kind, honest fellow, your hand. To7n. I can't ! Poll, I can't — I'm half a scoundrel still ; how dare I. [Polly signs for him to take her hand.] All shake hands with Tom. Hen. Ah, here comes good old Stf.rling. Enter STERLmo, l. h. Hen. By the gloom on your brow you have been as unsuccessful as ever ; but we shall make you shed tears of joy ; this good fellow here, has found and restored the money ! why you don't seem glad ! has that old rascal^— Stcrl. Hush ! heaven has avenged you in a sudden and a fearful manner. Hen. How is this ? Mr. Granite Sterl. Is dead ! Hen. Dead ! with him let his faults be buried ; his sen may be man merciful ; he will inherit Sterl. He has inherited — his father's fate. Hen. Deadi Sterl. Justice may slumber for awhile but retribution must come at hut. You are now, by the old man's signature, his sole heir. Mrs G. I'm a woman of few words, but if I had been a woman of less, I do believe it would have been more to my advantage ; but neref mind, sudden millionaires are generous. Hem ! I am sorry to intrude upon the Rolemnity of your grief, but there's a lovelv first floor — such a TEMPTATION. SI carpet, just turned for the season — bath room on. the same flooT— hd water. Bryan. Plenty of that, I'll be bail ! Mrs. G. It ain't my intention to say much Bryan. Well then don't ! haven't you got the gumption to see that there's one too many here 1 Mrs. G. Then why don't you go, you Irish savage. Bryan. Because I'm not the one. Tom. Do you forgive me, Polly 1 [*olly. From my heart. Tom. Bless your kind soul ! I have learnt a wholesome lesson and never — never shall I forget it, and 1 hope none of our friends will forgel It either. EPILOGUE. Tom. There is a moral in our little play, Whose influence may not be cast away, Oh ! think what magic's in a kindly word, And mercy show to those who've slightly erred. 4' Polly. 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I T>0- 8 Tom and Jerry, and Who's 13 Ten Days m {he Tombs been Here 9 NoTator. or Man Fish 10 Who Stole the Chickens 1 1 Upper Ten 'I housand 12 «ip VauWinkla It Two Pompeys 15 Running ttie Blockade 16 Jeemes the Poet 17 Intelligence Office 13 Echo Band NO. 19 Deserters 20 Deaf as a Post 21 Dead Alive 2i Cousin Joe's Visit 23 Boarding School 24 Academy of Stars 1 7 The Magic Penny 13 'I'he Wreck | ny Cupids 19 Oh Hush! or The Virgin- 20 The Portrait Painter 21 The Hop of Fashion 2'2 Oone Squash 23 The Virginia Mummy 24 Thieves at the Mill 2£ Comedy of Errors 2i LesMiserables 2J New Ye. ir'c Calls 2t Troublesfimo Servant 2ff Great Arrival 3(1 Rooms to Let 31 Black Crook Burlesque 31' Ticket Taker 33 Hy^ooftl^driao St William Tell 35 Rose Dale ,36 Feast 37 Fenian Spy 33 Jack's the Lad 39 Othello 40 Cfimille 41 Nobody's Son 42 Sports on a Lark 43 Actor and Singer 44 Shylock 45 Quarrelsome Servants 46 Haunted House 47 No Cure, -Vo Pay NO. 48 Fighting for the Union 49 Hamlet the Dainty 50 Corsican Twins 51 Deaf — in a Horn 52 Cliallenge Dance 53 De Trouble begins atNine 54 Scenes at Gurney's 55 16.000 .Years Ago 56 Stage struck Darkey 57 Black Mail [Clothes 58 Highest Price for Old 59 Howls from the Owl Train CO Old Hunks CI The Three Black Smiths 62 Turkeys in Season Tony Denier's Parlor Pantomimes.— In ten Parts, 25 Cta. each. ) No. I.— A Memoir or the AijTHOR. By Sylvester Sleeker, Esq. How to Express the Various Passions. ACTIONS. etc. The Pour Lovers; or, Les Rivales' Rendezvous. THE Frisky CobbleR ; ' or. The Rival Artisans, SNo. II.— The Rise and ProgR3ss op Pantomime. Thk Schoolmastku ; or the School in an Uproar. Bells of Madrid; or, a Muleteer's Bride. La Statuk Blanchk ; or. The Lovers' Stratagem. No. III.— M. DechalumeaU ; or. The Birthday Fete. The Dkmon Lover; or, The Frightened Family. Robert Macaire ; or, Les Deux Fugitlfs. No. IV.— Jocko the Brazilian Ape; or. The Mischievous Monkey. The Conscript ; or. How to Avoid the Draft. The Magic Phtte ; or, The Ma- gician's Speli. No. v.— The Vivandiere; or, The Daughter of the Regiment. Dame Trot and her Comical Cat; or, The Misfortunes of Johnny Greene. No. VI.— GoDENSKi; or. The Skaters of Wilnau. The Enchantep Horn ; or, The Witches' Gift. No. VII.— THE Soldier for Love ; or, A Hero in Spite of Himself. Simeon's Mishaps; or, The Hungarian Rendezvous. No. VIII. —Thk Village Ghost; or, Love and Murder both Found Out. The Fairies' Frolic; or, The Good Wife's Three Wishes. Nq. IX.— The Rose of Sharon ; or. The Unlucky Fisherman. Po.vgo, the Intelligent Ape, and the Unfortunate Overseer. No. X.— Mens. Toufet the Dancing Barber ; or, Love ani Lather. VoL Au Vent and the Millers ; or, a Night's Adventures Samuel French, Publisher, Any of the above sent by Mall or Express, on receipt of price. V22 Nassau Street (Up STAias). j8jj" New and Explicit Descbiptive Catalogue Mailed Free on EEQUEei. Mt-w l^lays.—i'i LIBRftRY FRENCHES Price 15 Ooiite m|J CONGRESS VOL. I. 1 The ir'ih Attorney a Boots at the Swdn 8 How If pay the Ur^i i The Lo- '1 of a Lover 5TtM, !»es.d Shot 6 H!3 Liwt U'gs TTh.jJmr'iiblo T'rln<5« 8 The Goldeu Farmer VOL. II. 9 PHde or the Market 10 Used Up 11 The Ir'shTnfor la Tho Barrack Room 13 Luke the Ishoi-.r 14 Beanty and the l".c ^t 15St, I'atHflk'sEvf; 16 Cfcptain vt t);e Vat^h TOL. iir. 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