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 No. CX 
 
 1199 
 5 L6 
 57 [HE MINOR DRAMA. 
 
 -«-^^*^*'m^*~ 
 
 LOVE IN 76. 
 
 AN 
 
 INCIDENT OF THE REVOLUTION. 
 
 A COMEDIETTA IN TWO ACTS. 
 BY OLIVER BUNCE. 
 
 WITH CAST OP CHARACTERS, STAGE BUSINESS, COSTUMES, 
 RELATIVE POSITIONS, &c., &c. 
 
 -♦--♦•« — ►-•-►- 
 
 AS PERFORMED AT LAURA KEENE'S THEATRE, 
 FEBRUARY 28ih, 1857. 
 
 * » *■ 
 
 NEW YORK 
 
 SAMUEL FRENCH, 
 
 No. 122 Nassau Street, (Up Stairs.) 
 PRICE,] [121 CENTS. 
 
mmn nmi^: drama, 
 
 f*RiCE 121 Cents each. — Bound Volumes $1. 
 
 VOL. I. 
 
 t. Ton, 
 
 2. Fazio, 
 
 3. The Lady of Lyons, . 
 
 4. Richelieu, 
 
 5. The Wife, 
 
 6. The Honeymoon, 
 
 7. The School for Scandal, 
 
 8. Money. 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 
 ofMrs. A. C. MOWATT. 
 
 VOL. IV. 
 
 25. Virginiua, 
 
 26. King of the Commons, 
 
 27. London Assurance, 
 
 28. The Rent D ty, 
 
 29. Two Gentlemen of Ve- 
 
 rona, 
 
 30. The Jealous Wife, 
 
 31. The Rivals, 
 3'2. Perfection. 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 
 of Mr. J. H. HACKETT. 
 
 VOL. VIL 
 
 49. Road to Ruin, 
 
 50. Macbeth, 
 
 51. Temper, 
 
 52. Evadne, 
 
 53. Bertram, 
 
 54. The Duenna, 
 
 55. Much Ado About No- 
 
 thing, 
 
 56. The Critic. 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 
 of R. B. SHERIDAN. 
 
 VOL. X. 
 
 73. Henry VHI., 
 
 74. Married and Single, 
 
 75. Henry IV., 
 
 76. Paul Pry, 
 
 77. Guy Mcinnering, 
 
 78. Sweethearts and Wives, 
 
 79. Serious Family, 
 
 80. She Stoop<? to Conquer. 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 
 of Miss. C. CUSHMAN. 
 
 VOL. XIIL 
 
 97. Soldier's Daughter, 
 
 98. Douglas, 
 98. Marco Spada, 
 
 100. Nature's Nobleman, 
 
 101. S irdanapalus, 
 lOJ. Civilization, 
 
 103. The Robbers, 
 
 104. Katharine & Petruchio. 
 With a Porlrnit and Memoir 
 
 of ED WIN FOREST. 
 
 VOL. IL 
 
 9. The Stranger, 
 
 10. Grand father Whitehead 
 
 11. Richard HI., 
 
 12. Love's Sacrifice, 
 
 13. The Gamester, 
 
 14. A Cure lor the Heartache 
 
 15. The Hunchback, 
 
 16. Don CEEsar de Bazan. 
 With aPortrait and Memoir 
 
 of Mr. CHAS. KEAN. 
 
 VOL. V. 
 
 33. A New Way to Pay Old 
 Debts, 
 
 34. Look Before You Leap, 
 
 35. King John. 
 
 36. Nervous Man, 
 •37. Damon, and Pythias, 
 
 38. Clandestine Marriage, 
 
 39. William 'J'ell. 
 40 Day after the Wedding. 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 of G. COLMAN the Elder. 
 
 VOL. VIIL 
 
 .57. The Apostate, 
 53. Twelfth Night, 
 
 59. Brutus, 
 
 60. Simpson & Co., 
 
 61. Merchant of Venice, 
 
 62. Old Heads and Young 
 Hearts, 
 
 63. Mountaineers, 
 
 64. Three Weeks after Mar- 
 riage. 
 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 of Mr. GEO. H. BARRETT. 
 
 VOL. XL 
 
 81. Julius Csesar, 
 
 82. Vicar of Wakefield, 
 
 83. Leap Year, 
 
 84. The Calspaw. 
 
 85. The Passing Cloud, 
 
 86. Drunkard, 
 
 87. Rob Roy, 
 
 88. Georae Barnwell, 
 With a Portrnit and Memoir 
 
 OfMrs. JOHN SEFTON. 
 
 VOL. XIV. 
 
 lO.'i. Game of Love, [Dream. 
 
 106. A Midsummer Night's 
 
 107. Ernestine, 
 
 108. Rng Picker of Paris, 
 
 109. Flying Dutchman, 
 
 110. Hypocrite, 
 Ill.Therese, 
 112. LaTourdeNesle. 
 With a Po' trait and Memoir 
 
 of JOHN BROUGHAM. 
 \ Catalogue continued on third page 
 
 VOL. in. 
 
 17. The Poor Gentleman, 
 
 18. Hamlet, 
 
 19. Charles IL, 
 
 20. Venice Preserred, 
 
 21. Pizarro. 
 
 22. The Love Chase, 
 
 23. Othello, 
 
 24. Lend Me Five Shillingi 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 
 of Mr. W.E. BURTON. 
 
 VOL. VL 
 
 41. Speed the Plough, 
 
 42. Romeo and Juiiet| 
 
 43. Feudal Times, 
 
 44. Charles the Twelftk, 
 
 45. The Bridal, 
 
 46. The Follies 6f a Night, 
 
 47. The Iron Che&t. 
 
 48. Faint Heart Never Wen 
 
 Fair Lady. 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 of E. BULWER LYTTON. 
 
 VOL. IX. 
 
 65. Love, 
 
 66. As You Like It, 
 
 67. The Elder Brother, 
 
 68. Werner, 
 
 69. Gisippus, 
 
 70. Town and Country, 
 
 71. King Lear, 
 
 72. Blue Devils. 
 
 With aPortrait and Memoir 
 of Mm. SHAW. 
 
 VOL. xn. 
 
 89. Ingomar, 
 
 90. Sketches in India. 
 
 91. Two Friends, 
 
 92. Jane Shore. 
 
 93. Corsican Brothers, 
 
 91. Mind your own Business 
 
 95. Writing on the Wall, 
 
 96. Heir at Law, 
 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 of THOMAS HAMBLIN. 
 
 VOL. XV. 
 
 113. Ireland as it Is, 
 
 114. Sea of Ice, 
 
 115. Seven Clerks, 
 
 116. Game of Life, 
 
 117. Forty Thieves 
 
 118. Bryan Boroihme, 
 
 119. Romance and Reality, 
 
 120. Ugolino. 
 
 With a Portrait and Memoir 
 of BARNEY WILLIAMS. 
 of cover. \ 
 
X. 
 
 THE M^f NOR DRAMA. 
 No. CXI. ' 
 
 <^S^^sm 
 
 LOVE IN 7 6: 
 
 AN 
 
 INCIDENT OF THE EEVOLUTION. 
 
 A 
 
 ACTS. 
 
 BY OLIVER BUNCE. 
 
 I* 
 
 As Performed at Laura Keene's Theatre, New York, Feb. 28, 1857. 
 
 To WHICH ARE ADDED, 
 
 A Description of th« Costume — Cast of the Characters — Entrances, and Exits 
 Relative Positions of the Performers on the Stage, and the 'whole of the 
 
 Stage Business, 
 
 Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the Year One Thoiuand Eight Hundred and Fifty-Seven, by 
 Olivsk Bcncb, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Urited States, for the Southern District 
 of New York. 
 
 NEW-YORK: 
 SAMUEL FRENCH, 
 
 122 NASSAU-STREET. 
 
 
Cast of tf)e. <a:|)avacter».— (Love in '76.) -^ ^^ \ 
 As produced at Laura Keene's Theatre, 28^/t feb., 1857. 
 
 Mr. Elsworlh, f - - - - -Mr. Stoddart, 
 
 Lieut. Harry Elsworth, . - _ - . Ringgold, , 
 
 Capt. Walter Armstrongs ----- Lingham, 
 
 Major Cleveland, - - - - - - Burnett, 
 
 Captain Arbald, - - • - - - - - Benson, . 
 
 Lieutcnarti Marvin, ------ Hays, 
 
 Apollo Metcalf, ------- Johnston, 
 
 John, --.----. Harcourt, 
 
 Soldiers, - ... - Messrs. Jackson and Kello;;. 
 Rose Elsworth, ------ Miss Laura Keene, 
 
 Kate Elsworth, - - - - . - Alleyne, 
 
 Bridget, -.--,-.-- Howell, 
 
 Period. — Early part of the Revolution. 
 The events of the Comedy occur during an Afternoon and Evening. 
 
 €:ostumes. — (Love in '76.) 
 
 MR. ELSWORTH.^ — Shad-cut brown coaf, brown or black breeches, 
 shoe-buckles. 
 
 LIEUT. HARRY ELSWORTH.— Red, turned up with blue, buff 
 breeches, high boots. 
 
 CAPTAm ARMSTRONG.— Blue, turned up with buff, white top 
 boots. 
 
 MAJOR CLEVELAND.— Red, turned up with white, breeches, high 
 boots, 
 
 CAPTAIN ARBALD.— Do. do. do. 
 
 LIEUTENANT MARVIN.— Do. do. do. 
 
 APOLLO METCALF— Gray Shad, square-cut suit. 
 
 - THE LADIES.— The costumes of the period of '76. 
 
 : t , 
 
 STAGE DIRECTIONS. 
 
 I EXITS AND ENTRANCES. 
 
 L. means First Entrance, Left. R. First Entrance, 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. O. 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. Door Left. U. D. L. Upper Door, Left. U. D. R. 
 Upper Door, Right. 
 
 *4(,* Hie Reader is supposed to be on the Stage, facing the Audience, 
 
 V' 
 
LOVE IN '76. 
 
 [ ACT I. 
 
 Scene. — The drawing-room in the residence of Mr. Edward Elsworth. 
 Garden seen through doors. Rose Elsworth occupied at a small table, 
 stitching. Kate Elsworth stretched languidly upon a sofa, with a 
 book in hand. Mr. Edward Elsworth in an easy chair,- with news- 
 paper in his lap. Writing materials on table, l. 
 
 Kate. Oh, dullness ! dullness ! I do wish Harry was at home, or 
 Sir William would march some of his troops this way ! What's the 
 use of an army in the country, if one can'.t have a dance once in a 
 while 1 
 
 Hose. What, indeed ! All I desire is, sister, that they should be 
 \^£Jnter servant with letters for Mr. Elsworth.] left to the dance ! That 
 much they do very well. 
 
 Kate. I'm sure. Rose, I can't see what you find in these rebels to 
 admire. As far as my observation has gone, they are only so many 
 boors. There was Captain Arthur. Was there ever such a dunce 1 
 He had no manner whatever. He attempted once to walk a minuet 
 with me, and I really thought he was a bear accidentally stumbled into 
 coat and slippers. , 
 
 Hose. You're quite right ! he never should have got his appointment 
 until he had served a campaign in the drawing-room. If I were the 
 Congress, I'd appoint none who could not bring diplomas from their 
 'dancing-masters. » 
 
 Elsworth. Ha 1 'pon my word ! Very extraordinary news. 
 
 [^All coming forward. 
 
 Rose. What is it, papa 1 
 
 Ms. There has been a battle. 
 
 Hose. Is it possible 1 Oh, Vv^here, sir ? 
 
 Kls. On Long Island. [Heading.] Washington has been defeated — 
 has evacuated the city — is retiring northward. \^Speaking.'\ I feel, my 
 daughters, that our situation is becoming here unsafe, ^'e shall be 
 continually exposed to the assaults of marauders. It would be wiser in 
 the present aspect of affairs, for us to seek a securer residence in Now 
 York, now so fortunately in possession of Sir William Howe 
 
 Rose. I should prefer remaining here. 
 
 Els. Would it be safe, Rose 1 
 
 Rose. Yes, for we neutralize each other. Your loyalty will s^ure 
 you with the tories, and my whiggism will protect us with the other 
 faction. 
 
 Els. Your whiggism, Rose.. You shock me by such an avowal ; and 
 your brother, too, an officer of the king. 
 
 Kate. I don't think there is much danger, if Mr. Armstrong is near to 
 protect us. 
 
 Els. Mr. Armstrong 1- 
 
 Kale. Oh, yes, papa ! He's got to be a captain. 
 
4 LOVE IN '76. 
 
 Ms. Not a rebel, I trust. • 
 
 Ro&e. Not a traitor, I thank Heaven. 
 
 Els. You confound terms strangely. A .traitor is one false to his 
 king. 
 
 Rose. False to his country, sir. A king isf a creature of to-day — your 
 country a thing of immortality. 
 
 Els. Your king is your sovereign, by divine right and true suc- 
 cession. 
 
 Rose. Then, sir, serve the Stuarts. How came the house of Hano- 
 ver upon the throne 1 You see, sir, that if you zealous loyalists could 
 shift off James, we, with less belief in the divine right of kings, can 
 shift off George. 
 
 Enter M.vi. Apollo Metcalf, c. d. 
 
 Met. Good day, Mr. Elsworth. Good day, young ladies. Good day 
 all, I may say. 
 
 Els. Have you any news of the war, Mr. Metcalf? 
 
 Met. News — plenty of it, and mad. The country is depopulated. 
 There isn't a youth with the first hope of a beard upon bis chin, who 
 hasn't gone with young Armstrong, to join the army. 
 
 Eh. Young Armstrong "? 
 
 Met. To be sure, sir. He's turned out a fiery rebel, after all— and a 
 captain, to boot. 
 
 Els. Heaven bless me, but this is very sad. A promising youth to 
 be led astray ! Dear me, dear me ! Rose, I am very sorry to say that 
 this is certainly your fault. You have filled him with your wild, radi- 
 cal, and absurd heroic rhapsodies. You have made him disloyal to his 
 king. You have put a dagger in his hand, to stab at the heart of his 
 country. Alas ! I see what the end will be — disgrace and death, igno- 
 miny and the gallows. , [Rose walks hack to the window. 
 
 Kate. Mr. Metcalf, how are your Uttle charges'! How flourishes the 
 birch 1 
 
 Met. They've all caught the spirit of the rebellion, marm, and are as 
 untractable as bulls. Bless you, there isn't a lad over fourteen who 
 hasn't abandoned his horn-book and gone off with Armstrong. And as 
 for the girls, they're greater rebels than the boys. , What do you think, 
 marm 1 The other day they came marching in procession, and de- 
 manded tc^know on which side J was. I said ** God save the king ;" 
 whereupon they fell upon me like a swarm of bees, armed with a thou- 
 sand pins, and so pinched, and pricked, and pulled me, that there wasn't 
 a square inch of my skin that wasn't as full of holes as a ten-year old 
 pin-cushion. And I do believe they never would have stopped if I hadn't 
 cried, " Huzza for Washington I" 
 
 Els. I hope, sir, that yod will not be compelled to follow the example 
 of your scholars, and turn soldier. 
 
 Met. Never, sir. I content myself with teaching the young idea how 
 to shoot, without indulging in such dangerous practices myself. 
 
 Rose. \^From the window, R.] Why, there's Harry — father, Kate — Harry 
 is dismounting at the door. 
 
 Els. Bless me ! Is it possible 1 \All gather around the window. 
 
 Kate* It is, I declare — and how splendid he looks. Harry ! Harry ! 
 
 [^All salute him, and shake their handkerchiefs. 
 
tovB IN- 76. ' 5 
 
 Met. [Aside to Rose.] Hist ! Miss Elsworth ! 
 
 Rose. Eh! 
 
 Met. Walter is near — a note — 
 
 Rose. [Seizing it, and reading hurriedly.'] " Will be with you to- 
 day" 
 
 Kate. [^Looking towards -r., at the window.] Doesn't he look fine 1 
 There's his step in the hall. 
 
 {They all go towards door. Rose conceals Walter's note. 
 
 Harry. [ Within.] Rose, Kate, father ! 
 
 Enter Lieut. Harry Elsworth, k.-1 e. All gather around him with 
 
 exclamations of welcome. 
 
 Met. [Aside^ I'll lake occasion to steal down stairs, and plague 
 Bridget into a kiss or two. Delicious Bridget ! {Exit Metcalf, l. 1 e. 
 
 Els. Harry ! My brave lad ! 
 
 Rose. Dear brother ! 
 
 Harry. Dear sister I Father ! 
 
 Els. Stand aside, girls. Let me have a look at him. Harry ! Har- 
 ry ! You are a splendid-looking fellow, you are. Ha, ha, ha ! Your 
 hlind, my boy. You look like a soldier, sir. 
 
 Harry. I have good news for you. I have just rode on before to ac- 
 quaint you that Major Cleveland will honor your roof to-day. 
 
 Els. He shall be welcome — open doors and open hands. 
 
 Harry. He will remain until to-morrow. Now, girls, some of o& 
 young fellows are dying for a dance — can't we extemporize a ball ? 
 
 Rose. Good gracious, Harry ! You will have to pit coat against coat 
 — where are your ladies % 
 
 Harry. Oh, we'd drum them up. There are a dozen families within 
 as many miles. 
 
 Rose. A mad idea, 
 
 Harry. A wild one, I confess. 
 
 Els. It would b£ a suitable festivity in honor of our Long Island vic- 
 tory. Come girls, you have my consent. 
 
 Enter Servant, annoimcing Captain Armstrong. 
 Enter Captain Walter Armstrong, r. 1 e. 
 
 All [hut Rose], Captain Armstrong ! 
 
 Arms. Captain Armstrong ! ^ 
 
 All [hut Rose]. In the continental service "? 
 
 Arm.s. In the continental service ! 
 
 Els. I am somewhat surprised, sir, at this visit. When you were a 
 loyal gentleman my doors were always open to you — now, in that dress, 
 I cannot consent to receive your visits. In happier moments you were 
 a companion of my daughters — a friend of^fcay son — you have selected 
 a course which must terminate that connection with my family. 
 
 Arms. You will pardon me sir, I trust, for this intrusion. I have 
 reached this place with some danger, for these parts abound with a set 
 of fellows who have a fancy for wishing everybody else's skin the color 
 of their own coats. Mr. Elsworth, ray sense of duty has compelled me 
 to pursue a path which has estranged me from your friendship. Let me 
 ask frankly, sir, if it must separate me from one who has honored me 
 with her consideration and affection % 
 
4 LOVE IN 76. 
 
 Els. You allude to my daughter — to Rose 
 
 ' Arms. I do, sir. 
 
 ^Is. Mister Armstrong — for I acknowledge no title bestowed by an 
 unlawful authority — I would rather wed my daughter to a Turk than 
 to one who had so forgotten his duty to his country. 
 
 [Goes tip. — Armstrong io?r5. 
 
 Harry. Walter, we were friends once, but, as his majesty's servant, 
 I can offer no compromise to a rebel. JVow you must not think of a 
 union with our family. [Goes up. 
 
 Hose. This is nothing but blind prejudice. It has neither sense nor 
 justice. Hear me. That for which you discard him places him higher 
 in my esteem — shows me how worthy he is of the respect and honor 
 of every true woman. My greatest pride is that he to whom I have 
 pledged my hand wears those colors. 
 
 Arms. Generous girl ! 
 
 Els. Rose, you pain me inexpressibly ! 
 
 Rose. I am not a giddy girl, sir. I'm a woman — old enough to know 
 my own heart, and to decide between right and wrong. Walter, go, 
 and carry with you assurances of my unwavering fidelity. 
 
 Enter Bridget, hurriedly, c. 
 
 Brid. Oh, my good gracious ! dear me, good gracious ! gracious, 
 goodness, me ! Such a lot of soldiers — all coming down the road. 
 
 Arms. Eh ? Red or blue "? 
 
 Brid. Bless me, goodness gracious, you here, Mr. Armstrong'? You'd 
 better look out, sir, for they are red coats, and there's a big number of 
 them, too. 
 
 Arms. I must vanish. [Running to the window.} Why, we're sur- 
 r^ounded on every side. By Jove, I'm in a trap ! 
 
 Rose. What will you do 1 
 
 Arms. To the north of the bouse. Perhaps I can reach the forest 
 
 Brid. They're all around that way, sir. 
 
 Harry. 1 wish that you could escape, Walter, without my knowledge. 
 This is the regiment to which I belong. You were foolhardy to ven- 
 ture here. 
 
 Arms. I believe I'm caged, that's certain. And I've no desire to be 
 caught either, for they bear especial malice against me. If they should 
 know maa£br the fellow who played a certain trick upon them, an 
 hour's time would suffice for them to make me an ornament to one of 
 your old oaks on the lawn — a style of decoration that might suit their 
 taste, but which wouldn't accord with my fancy. 
 
 Rose. Do they know your person 1 
 
 Arms. From description, probably. 
 
 Rose. We must conceaHyoU; then. 
 
 Arms. If you've arat hole into whicfi you can crowd me. 
 
 Harry. I must be ignorant of your movements. I wift go and receive 
 them. [Exit, e. 1 l. 
 
 Arms. Whose command is it V 
 
 Rose. Major Cleveland's. 
 
 Arms. Eh 1 The man of men who itches to get hold of my insignifi- 
 cant person. He has offered £50 for it. 
 
 Kate. [At the wi)idow.] Away ! They are dismounting at the door. 
 
lovE IN 76. ^7 
 
 JRose. You, Bridget — I can trust you — quick to the loft with him. 
 Kate. [Still at ike window.] Quick ! quick ! 
 Arms. Stow me away among your rubbish, 
 
 [Rose tcrges them off. Walter snatches a kiss from Rose's hand 
 as he exits with Bridget, l. 1 e. 
 Kate. I do declare Captain Arbald is below, and I am sadly deranged. 
 Ease. Oh, feafrfully ! Run to your glass by all means, ^et your 
 springes, f(?r these red birds are rare game. 
 
 Kate. Sister ! But I'll be revenged. [Exit Kate, d. 2 e. k. 
 
 Enter Major Cleveland, r. 1 e., ushered in hy Lieut. Elswokth, who 
 
 withdraws. 
 
 Els. My dear Major Cleveland, let me welcome you zealously to this 
 abode. 
 
 Cleve. A great many thanks, my dear Elsworth. I'm delighted to 
 meet so true-hearted a loyalist. We pushed our march to partake of 
 your hospitality. Ah, Miss Elsworth ! How shall I express my dehght 
 in finding that Time, who deals so inexorably with us, has been induced 
 to favor you. It gives me infinite pleasure, Miss Elsworth, to meet 
 you once again, for the recollection of the occasions we have met pre- 
 viously, are bright spots in my memory. 
 
 Hose. Gill, sir, I thank you. 
 
 Els. And how, sir, comes on the royal cause 1 Will it he long ere 
 these rebels are taught their duty to their king] 
 
 Cleve. Have no apprehensions, my dear Elsworth. Another campaign 
 will scatter them to the mountains, 'and a live rebel be so great a curi- 
 osity, that to cage one and e'xhibit him would make a showman's fortune. 
 
 Rose. l^Aside.] If he knew there were a caged one h©re now ! 
 
 Els. But come, Major Cleveland, wKere are your companions 1 I 
 must see why they have not followed you. 
 
 Cleve. They are delayed for a moment with the troop. By the way, 
 Miss Elsworth, I believe that there are a couple of gentlemen without, 
 who are old admirers of yours — Captain Arbald, and Lieutenant Marvin. 
 
 Rose. Old, Major 1 You flatter my taste. 
 
 Cleve. Why, with beauty I thought the conquest of the morning stale 
 matter by night. 
 
 Rose. Oh, sir, if staleness went to make their age, they would be 
 proverbed instead of Methuselah. 
 
 Cleve. They took very much to you. 
 
 Rose. So did the measles, sir. ^ 
 
 Cleve. They are desperately enamored of you — would do any difficult 
 thing — even die for you. 
 
 Rose. So they once told me, but I courtesied, and replied that I should 
 prefer a live rebel to even two dead loyalists. 
 
 Cleve. And then 
 
 Rose. They vowed to live for me. I begg^of them to put themselves 
 to no such inc^venience ; that I wouldn't trouble them to do anythmg 
 of the kind ; mat if they didn't think it worth while to live for them- 
 selves, I shouldn't intrude upon any suicidal intention they might 
 entertain. 
 
 Cleve. And so they lived 
 
 Rest. But I had no hand in it ; I am innocent ; my skirts are clear 
 of the melancholy fact. 
 
*B lOTE IN '76. 
 
 Cleve. They are noble gentlemen, Miss Elsworth. You must bear 
 with me if I defend them. They are good soldiers, and fine-looking 
 
 fellows. .-"; ;;■ 
 
 Hose. For which 1 thank their tailors. 
 Cleve. Gay, dashing ; brave of heart, and witty of tongue. 
 Jiose. Then they have been studying the almanac. When 1 saw 
 them last, they hadn't a grain of wit — not even by scratching. 
 Cleve. Really, Mr. Elsworth, your daughter has a sharp tongue. 
 JEJls. It is her humor, sir. Her passes are but play. 
 Cleve. I'll be sworn her heart is as true as her wit. She is— — 
 Hose. Rebel, sir, from top to toe ! 
 
 Enter Akbald, Marvin; and Harry, e. 1 e. 
 
 Ah, gentlemen, my best welcome. My father will be proud to greet 
 
 you 
 
 Els. And most happy to know you, gentlemen. 
 
 Enter Servant, with wine, l. 
 
 Major Cleveland, will you do rfie the honor 
 
 Cleve. Sir, I esteem it an honor. Gentlemen, I hope you will all fill 
 in honor of our host. '[^They gather around, fill, and drink to Mr. Els- 
 worth, I..] Fill again, gentlemen, and honor the toast I am going to 
 propose. The ladies ! speedy priests and rings. 
 
 Rose. A doubtful compliment, Major Cleveland. 
 
 Cleve. Can you think so s 
 
 Rose. Ay, sir ; for marriages, though cabled matches, are mostly sad 
 patch-work. 
 
 Cleve. And the unmarried 
 
 Rose. Oh, they are even worse. Old maids and old bachelors are 
 the tossed about odds and ends of humanity. 
 
 Cleve. [Going over to Aer.] The happiest wit, madam, I ever heard. 
 
 Rose. Captain Arbald, will you grant me your arm 1 I'm sure you 
 would like a turn in the garden. I shouldn't wonder if my sister were 
 upon the grounds. Lieut. Marvin, will you go with us ? Kate is dying 
 for the sight of a red-coat. [Exit, c. d. 
 
 Cleve. A merry-hearted woman, Mr. Elsworth. There is a touch of 
 sly deviltry in her composition. 
 
 Els, I fear lest her indiscreet tongue 
 
 Cleve. Not at all, my dear friend ! Lieutenant, I have been informed 
 within aM hour, that one Captain Armstrong has been seen this day 
 within five miles of this place. On account of his connection with a 
 certain affair, I wouldn't let him escape me at any sacrifice. I have 
 already dispatched dragoons in his pursuit. At earliest dawn I shall 
 expect you to head a detachment in his search. Meanwhile, sir, I 
 should be grateful for an^portunity to repair my toilet. 
 
 Harry. This way, sir ^F myself will conduct you to a chamber. 
 
 [Exeunt Cleveland and JJarry, d. 2 e. l. 
 
 Els. This is a situation indeed, for a royalist gentleman. My house 
 filled with the king's ojBicers, and a proscribed rebel concealed above. 
 If discovered, I tremble to think of the consequences. [Exit, r. 1 e. 
 
 Enter Rose, c. d. 
 Rose. Thank Heaven ; I am rid of them. Now to Walter, an/3 U^rn 
 his full danger. 
 
"^ tovE IN -76. j9 
 
 Enter Armsteong, l. 1 e. 
 
 Are you mad 1 What are you here for ? Back to your hiding-place at 
 once. 
 
 Walter. No, Rose ; I shall not go. 
 
 Rose. Why — what 
 
 JValter. Hear me. Rose. Ask yourself if it is an honorable course 
 for me, a proscribed and hunted rebel, to suffer myself to be concealed 
 in your father's house when my discovery would involve him in terrible 
 consequences. I cannot consent to expose him to those conse- 
 quences. I would rather openly deliver myself into the hands of 
 Major Cleveland. 
 
 Rose. Foolish man ! You are ruining all. Walter, for my sake go 
 back again. This is a ridiculous and false sense of honor. 
 
 Walter. No, Rose, I aAi resolved 
 
 Rose. Walter, I implore you — — 
 
 winter Major Cleveland. 2 d. l. 
 
 [Aside-I Ha I Lost ! [Aloud.] Oh, Major Cleveland, how oppor- 
 tune. Pray let me make you acquainted with Captain Fuller. A 
 friend of my father's, sir — a neighbor. Captain Fuller, Major Cleve- 
 land. Allow me to commend you, gentlemen, to each other's better 
 acquaintance. 
 
 Cleve. A rebel officer. This is very extraordinary. 
 Rose. Let me see you shake hands, gentlemen, for here, you know, 
 you must'be friends. If you like to cut each others throats elsewhere, 
 so be it ; but, of course, you sheathe your swords, and swear peace in 
 the presence of a lady. 
 
 Cleve. Miss Elsworth well rebukes us. Captain Fuller, for the time 
 being, the red and the blue rejoice under a common auspices — Miss 
 Elsvsrorth smiles. [They shake hands ceremoniously. 
 
 Rose. Now, gentlemen, sit down. You, major, shall have a seat 
 upon the sofa by my side. Captain Fuller, please, take the chair near 
 you. [The gentlemen seat themselves.'] Now, you see, I am between 
 vou, and shall prevent warfare. 1 here proclaim a truce. The captain, 
 major, wants to join our ball to-night. I have promised him my hand 
 the next after yours. 
 
 Cleve. [Scrutinizing Walter closely.] I'm quite ready. Miss Els- 
 worth, to laugh at a joke, but really I cannot understand 
 
 Rose. Why two gentlemen cannot meet under my father's foof, as 
 his guests, and not fall to tearing each other to pieces 1 Is it the 
 modern way to make war in parlors, instead of the field I 
 
 Cleve. Strange, very strange. Your pardon, Captain Fuller, but I 
 cannot help remarking that you closely resemble a description I have 
 received of one Captain Armstrong. -0 
 
 ^ose. Dear me, and who is Captain Armstrong, pray*? 
 
 Cleve. A rebet, madam. 
 
 Rose. I like him for that. 
 
 Cleve. A spy. 
 
 Rose. But what has all this to do with Captain Fuller 1 I have 
 known the captain, major, for some years, and I think you can take 
 my word for it, he is no spy. 
 
10 LOVE IN 76. 
 
 Cleve. Do Captain Fuller and Captain Armstrong wear the same 
 colors ? 
 
 Walter. All continental officers wear the same colors. 
 
 Cleve Are they all of the same ccgnplexion, height, and [^Rising and. 
 going over to Aim.] do they all wear the same love tokens 1 Does 
 Captain Fuller wear Captain Armstrong's sash, worked with Captain 
 Armstrong's name ! 
 
 Walter. {Aside.'\ The sash Rose worked and gave me. Fool ! fool ! 
 
 Cleve. Miss Elsworth, I'm under the necessity of a disagreeable 
 duty. I am compelled to consider our truce at an end. Young sir, 
 you are my prisoner. 
 
 Walter. [Drawing and rushing between the Major and the door.l If 
 you speak aloud, or attempt to call aid, I will strike you dead. I shall 
 not yield without resistance. If you molest ^e, blood will be shed. 
 
 Cleve. [Drawing a pistol.'] 1 am better armed than you supposed, sir. 
 It would be awkward for any collision to occur in the presence of a 
 lady, and yet I shail not hesitate to do my duty. If you are really Cap- 
 tain Fuller, I shall be very glad to shake hands and drink a glass of wine 
 with you ; if Captain Armstrong, you mu'it become my prisoner. 
 
 Rose. [Standing" by her chair, trembling '\ Gentlemen ! Gentlemen ! 
 
 Walter. I have but one reply to make : if you attempt to arrest me, 
 I shail defend myself — and will escape if I can. 
 
 [Several shots fired within. 
 
 Enter Mr. Metcalf suddenly, c. d., pursued by two soldiers. 
 
 Cleve. Ha ! 
 
 Met. (Not seeing Cl^velai:^!), and rushing up to Walter.) Bless me, 
 Captain Armstrong, 
 
 Cleve. Oh, then he is Captain Armstrong. 
 
 Rose. {With great suddenness.) Captain Fuller, Mr. Metcalf — don't 
 play your jests here — Captain Fuller, sir. 
 
 Met. Eh! Eh! {Looking confused from one to another.) A jest, Cap- 
 tain Fuller — capital — ha, ha, ha — (.aside to Rose.) What mischief 
 have I tumbled into now, and who is that fellow in a very red coat and 
 a very white wig ■? 
 
 Rose. (Aside to him.) Major Cleveland. 
 
 3fet. Major Cleveland ! We are all hanged and quartered — though 
 for the matter of that, in my capacity of expounder of the alphabet. I've 
 been jtjuartered — on the neighborhood, these ten years past. Your 
 obedient servant, sir, your very obedient — 
 
 Cleve. That will do, fellow. What was the cause of those shots just 
 now 1 (To soldiers.) 
 
 Met. 'Pon my word, sir, it was the guns. 
 
 Cleve. Pshaw ! 
 
 Soldier. This fellow iwempted to pass without the counter-sign. 
 
 Met. You see, sir, I was just about to enter to call on my friend, 
 Mr. Elsworth, to sip an afternoon glass with him, when a big-booted 
 fellow cried out, halt. Now, sir, the idea of asking a man well in both 
 legs to halt, is preposterous.- So I said, and walked on as straight as I 
 could, when bang, bum, whiz, came one, two, three bullets scattering 
 after my hide — (Metcalf l.) 
 
 Cleve. Have done, sir. (To Walter.) I am desirous of giving you, 
 
LOVE IN '76. 11 
 
 sir, every opportunity to disprove your identity with Captain Arm- 
 strong. I chance to know that gentleman's handwriting. There is a 
 desk with pen and ink. Wjll you stand that test 1 
 
 Wal. (Aside tj Rose.) That would never do. There isn't one of my 
 pot-hooks that wouldn't hang me. 
 
 Rose. {Quickly.) Really. Major Cleveland, you might require a more 
 reasonable test. Don't you see the captain has a rheumatic hand. 
 
 Gleve. For a rheumatic hand, Miss Els worth, he handled his sword 
 somewhat skilfully, just now. You see, sir, resistance is useless. 
 You will resign your sword, I trust. 
 
 [The two SOLDIERS, at a sign from Cleveland, have come up behind 
 Walter. He is seized.'] 
 
 Wal. Ha ! I am your prisoner, sir. 
 
 Enter Mr. Elsworth r. 1 e., and Harry l. 2 e. 
 
 Els. What's this 1 
 
 Cleve. I regret to say, my dear Elsworth, that this gentleman must, 
 for a few hours, remain my prisoner. A mere form, sir. He will, 
 doubtless, be free in a few days. I shall have to make use of one of 
 your barns, sir. It is really a pity that the captain must be deprived of the 
 dance to-niffht, but I will take care that his confinement shall not be 
 severe. 
 
 Rose. This, sir, is a shameful breach of hospitality. Captain Arm- 
 strong is my father's guest, no less than yourself. Every consideration 
 of delicacy and honor requires you to consider him so. 
 
 Cleve. Miss Elsworth, I could wish you not to consider me wrong or 
 cruel in this. 
 
 Rose. I judge, sir, by what I see. 
 
 Cleve. You are severe. 
 
 Rose. I am glad you find me so. 
 
 Cleve. Will you not say peace 1 
 
 Rose. War, Major Cleveland, to the last. 
 
 Els. Daughter, more courtesy. 
 
 Rose. Oh ! father, they may chain and bind our poor country, but 
 they cannot find a way to chain a free woman's free tongue. 
 
 Cleve. Lieutenant Elsworth, I place the Captain in your charge. Con- 
 duct him to a safe place. 
 
 Harry. This is the hard necessity of duty. 
 
 Els. And this will really be nothing serious 1 
 
 Cleve. A bagatelle, I do assure you, sir. 
 
 Wal. {Aside.) I thank him for calming the fears of the family — but I 
 know how hard it will go with me. 
 
 Harry. Walter — 
 
 Wal. I go, Harry. Rose ! 
 
 Rose. (Aside, with a sudden thought.) Go ! Say nothing. 
 
 Wal. Come, sir. {To Harry.) , 
 
 Rose assumes an air of cool indifference, and flings herself carelessly in 
 a chair e. Major Cleveland (r.) appears astonished. Ma. Elswobth 
 and the others look surprised and incredulous^ 
 
 PICTURE to close OF ACT. 
 
12 LOVE IN 76. 
 
 ACT II. 
 
 Scene. — A Garden — House in the background l., illuminated. 
 
 Enter Rose and Major Cleveland from house, Rose hanging on the 
 
 Major's arm. 
 
 Rose. It was really absurd — was it not ? — to think me the champion 
 of that country cbwn. Poor fellow! I couldn't bear his discomlited 
 looks, major, and so, out of old companionship, what could I do less 
 than stand up for him 1 There won't be anything positively serious, 
 will there, eh 1 I should be sorry to have it so, inasmuch as he fell into 
 the trap under my father's roof. But don't 3'ou think I made a good 
 champion"? It was really presumptuous for the fellow to come here, 
 though. These rustic clowns thrust themselves everywhere. 
 
 Cleve. What, Miss Elsworth, Captain Armstrong, then, is nothing— 
 
 Hose. Nothing in the world, I assure you, but a harmless country 
 lad ! Do tell me, major, am I not a good actor 1 
 
 Cleve. Excellent. I really could have supposed that this American 
 stood high in your esteem. 
 
 Rose. Oh, I like him, well enough. He is among the best the 
 country affords, but that is very bad, you know. 
 IT Cleve. Then you bear me no malice 1 
 
 Rose. Not enough to kill a gnat. 
 
 Cleve. Ah, Miss Elsworth, this assurance gives me the greatest 
 pleasure 
 
 Rose. Don't hurt the poor fellow though,' major, I beg of you. I 
 should be quite sorry if anything happened to him. He is a good- 
 natured, useful neighbor enough — an unpolished jewel, papa calls him. 
 Ah, major, our social wants in this community are lamentable enough, 
 when we are obliged to content ourselves with such a poor substitute 
 as you have seen, for all the polish and manner of London circles. 
 
 Cleve. Lamentable, indeed. Miss Elsworth. 
 
 Rose. The war brings one boon, at least, — the society of gentlemen. 
 
 Cleve. Very true, indeed. 
 
 Rose. [Aside.'\ Hem ! Major Cleveland, I'll so wheedle you this 
 night you shall cry enough to a woman, even if it so happen that yoi? 
 have never done it to a man. So look to it, ray valiant major ! Look 
 to it! 
 
 Cleve. Do you know, dear Miss Elsworth, that I could wish to see 
 you in these troubled times united to some one who could afford you 
 the protection which only a husband can extend ? 
 
 Rose. [Behind her fan.] Oh, major 1 
 
 Cleve. [ Taking her hand.'] I cannot be mistaken in the surmise thai 
 you love already. 
 
 Rose. [ With a sigh.'] Oh, sir ! 
 
 Cleve. Miss Elsworth ! Rose ! Confide in mie ! I am your friend. 
 
 Rose. [ With affected confusion.] I believe you. Major Cleveland. I— 
 I — really sir — I implore you to believe me — I have nothing to confide. 
 
 Cleve. Do not be offended, Miss Elsworth. I have your interest at 
 heart. Pardon me — but Captain Arbald — [Rose starts and appears agv- 
 tated,] believes, or at least hopes, that he is acceptable to you. I am 
 very deeply his friend — very deeply yours. 
 
LOVE IN 76. 13 
 
 Jtose. It is very pleasant to hear you say so, Major Cleveland, 
 
 Cleve. Then you do look upon him with favor 1 
 
 Hose. Alas, Major Cleveland, these wars, these wars ! 
 
 Cleve. They separate us from those who are dearest to us — they come 
 between us and our hearts' affections. 
 
 Hose. Do they. not daily threaten us with a heart widowhood ? 
 
 Cleve. Ah, Miss Elsworth — Rose, let me call you — I see you are 
 thinking of the young captain. You love him ! 
 
 Rose. [Aside.'] Walter, I must save you by whatever means I 
 [Aloud] Oh, major, let me beg of you one thing — let me hear you 
 promise what I will ask you. You assure me you are my friend. Then 
 grant me a pledge. Promise me to — to protect 
 
 Cleve. The captain 
 
 JRose. Who is to be my husband. 
 
 Cleve. You delight me. Are you then pledged 1 
 
 Rose. We are. 
 
 Cleve. The young rascal. He never told me so. And jealous enough, 
 I'll be sworn he is, to see me monopolize your society as I do. 
 
 Rose. His life is almost in your hands. Often you can save him 
 from danger. 
 
 Cleve. You will marry him 1 
 
 Rose. [Abashed.] Yes. i 
 
 Cleve. I give you the pledge then, you ask. Make him your husband, 
 and for your sake I will defend and protect him to the extent of my 
 power. 
 
 Rose. Oh, sir, you make me happy. I am, major, a foolish girl, I 
 place, perhaps, absurdly, so much confidence in your ability to rescue 
 him from many dangers — that I should like — should like, sir, to wear 
 this ring [Slipping one from his finger.] as a friendly pledge that you will 
 be his guardian, his watchful protector. 
 
 Cleve. Let me kiss the ring upon your finger as a formal seal to ray 
 pledge. 
 
 Rose. It becomes an oath now, 
 
 Cleve. It does — sworn upon this hand. 
 
 Rose. That you are his friend — ever to be my husband's friend. 
 
 Cleve. That is the oath. I take it again ! 
 
 Rose. [Aside.] Now, Major Cleveland, I have you ! 
 
 Cleve. [Aside.] She shall be his — then — why then to make her mine. 
 
 Rose. [Aside.] There is some libertine scheme behind all this, I feel 
 assured. He is playing the villain. Well, well ! Shall we go in 1 
 
 Enter Arbald, l. 2 e. 
 
 Cleve. Ah, Arbald. We have been looking for you. 
 Rose. I believe, captain, that I am pledged to you for the next dance. 
 Arbald. It is my happiness to recollect it. But one dance is missed, 
 Rose. Let me make amends. 
 
 Enter Marvin, liurriedly, e. 1 e. 
 
 Marvin. Sir. the rebel has escaped. ^ 
 
 Cleve. Ha ! What do ypu meani Howl I 
 
 Marvin. It is uncertain haw. | 
 
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.Ill LOVE IN 76. 
 
 Cleve. He must be about the grounds somewhere. Put your fellows 
 upon his track. Hunt him out ! I wouldn't lose my hold upon him 
 for the value of a dozen ordinary rebels, \_Crossea, l. 
 
 \_During this speech Armstrong, r. 3 e., glides in behind among the 
 shrubbery and touches Rose. Rose starts, and slightly screamy. 
 All turn quickly toward her. She, hastily and unseen, unclasps a 
 bracelet from her arm, and flings it behind her.'^ 
 
 Rose. Gentlemen ! gentlemen I gentlemen ! I've lost my bracelet — a 
 valued bracelet. Five minutes ago I had it on my arm. Major Cleve- 
 land — Captain Arbald — I beseech you to search for it. What could 
 have become of it 1 
 
 Cleve. (l. c.) Your bracelet 1 
 
 Mose. Gentlemen, I implore you to search for it. Major, it may have 
 been dropped in the bower. Go look for it, sir. Captain Arbald and 
 Lieutenant Marvin, why do you stand idly there? Do you refuse to 
 search for my jewel 1 I've lost a bracelet, I tell you, sirs. Is this the 
 way you attend upon the wishes of a lady 1 
 
 Cleve. Really, Miss Elsworth, duty 
 
 Rose. Don't talk to me of duty, sir. I would not lose my bracelet 
 for the wealth of the world. A valued token from a dear friend ; I 
 swore never to part with it. Oh, indeed, you are gallant gentlemen ! 
 You let me lose a precious jewel, and you stand staring by. I tell you, 
 I value that bracelet with my very life. 
 
 Cleve. But the escaped prisoner'? 
 
 Rose \^Pas.sionately.'\ What is the prisoner to me 1 What is he to 
 my bracelet ? Must I lose my bracelet for the sake of a runaway rebel 
 — a miserable clown, who may either hang or run, I care not 1 Some 
 one will tread upon my bracelet, [walking up and down impetuously, '\ 
 one of the common soldiers will find and keep it. I would not lose it 
 for worlds. 
 
 Arbald. Indeed, Miss Rose, I assure you [l. o/ Cleveland. 
 
 Rose. Oh, no assurances, sir. Where is your devotion to me 1 
 Where your willingness to sacrifice everything for me, as I have heard 
 you swear more than once 1 If you ever expect to come into my 
 presence again, you must first clasp that bracelet on my arm. I will 
 hear nothing, Usten to no excuse ; and if you refuse to obey me, never 
 let me see you again. 
 
 Cleve. [Aside.'\ I must not lose my hold upon her, by offending her. 
 [Aloud.'] Gentlemen, do you remain with Miss Elsworth, and search 
 for the lost jewel. I will myself give the necessary order for the 
 search for the missing prisoner. [Exit Cleveland, l. 1 k 
 
 Rose. You, captain, search yonder bower. 
 
 Arbald. Were you there '? 
 
 Rose. Or I should not send you. [Exit Arbald, r. 3 e.] Marvin, 
 go hunt the rooms — I cannot say what moment I dropped it. 
 
 Marvin. I obey Miss Elsworth. [Exit Marvin, l. 2 e. 
 
 Rose. Where can he be — if my ruse has only given him time. 
 
 Enter Walter, hurriedly, b. 2 e. 
 
 Good heavens ! Not oiF! Here yet ! 
 
 Walter. Every outlet is guarded : could I reach the house——' 
 Rose. This way — we may steal in 
 
♦ tovB IN '76. 15 
 
 Wal. I found your jewel, Rose ! 
 
 lAs they are hurrying off, Enter Major Cleveland, l. 1 e. 
 Caught, as I'm alive ! 
 
 Hose. Quick ! away — 
 
 Wal. It shall be so {^Rushes off in an opposite direction^ R. 1 e. 
 
 Cleve. Ha ! ho ! Guard ! Corporal ! 
 
 Enter Corpoual anc? Guard rapidly, with torches. 
 
 That way is your prisoner. Find him, I charge you. 
 
 [ Exeunt Corporal and Guard, r. 1 e. 
 What am I to think. Miss Elsworth 1 
 
 Rose [ Vehejnently.] Think ! That I would give the world for Cap- 
 tain Armstrong to escape, 
 
 Cleve. Humph ! The gift would be useless. Look for yourself. 
 
 Rose. \_Looking off, then suddenly burying her face in her hands.'] 
 Good Heavens ! 
 
 Cleve. [In her ear.] How's this, Miss Elsworth 1 [^She starts upf 
 proudly.] 
 
 Enter Soldiers, guarding Walter, r. 1 e. 
 
 I rejoice, sir, that we meet again. 
 
 Soldier. A jewel, sir, found upon the prisoner. 
 
 Cleve. Ha! what's this 1 [^Reading the inscription hy a torch.] "To 
 Rose, from Walter !" Madam, I understand you now. I was deceiv- 
 ed. Permit me to be the means of restoring this valued token from a 
 dear friend. Would it not be a strange vicissitude if the finding of the 
 trinket should be the means of losing the friend 1 Conduct vour 
 prisoner hence. [Exeunt all but Rose and Cleveland, r. 3 e. 
 
 ' Rose. Major Cleveland, Captain Armstrong must be allowed to go 
 free. I have your promise. I hold you to it. 
 
 Cleve. My promise 
 
 Rose. Look ! [Pointing to the signet received from the Major.] 
 
 Cleve. Aha ! Then it was Captain Armstrong, and not Captain Ar- 
 bald, to whom you alluded in our interview. I was beginning to sus- 
 pect the trick. 
 
 Rose. Your shrewdness would have done you more credit if you had 
 detected it before. As it is, I have your signet and your promise to 
 save Captain Armstrong. 
 
 Cleve. But the promise referred only to your husband. 
 
 Rose. Captain Armstrong is my betrothed husband. 
 
 Cleve. Ay, but at present is a prisoner. You see, madam, I hold 
 the cards. 
 
 Rose. Your pardon, sir, but I have the game. 
 
 Cleve. Eh ! Is not the captain in my hands ? • 
 
 Rose. Before to-morrow morning he shall be in mine. 
 
 Cleve. Confound it, madam, I'll keep so strict a guard upon him, a 
 fly shan't light upon him without my knowing it. 
 
 Rose. Do so, and if you were argus-eyed into the bargain, I'd marry 
 him before to-morrow morning. 
 
 Cleve. Ha ! is it come to thati I'll march this hour. 
 
 Rose. It would be too late. 
 
 Cleve. This moment, then. 
 
 Rose. I would anticipate you. 
 
16 LOVE IN 76. 
 
 Clcve. Zounds, madam, you talk idly. 
 
 Rose. Zounds, sir, you talk without reason. 
 
 CLeve. I'll go to him at once — put a pistol to his head — blow his brains 
 Otit, and 
 
 Rose. Make me his widow. 
 
 CLeve. Deuce take it, you're mad. 
 
 Rose. Mad if you will, Major Cleveland. It is a struggle between us. 
 Look to it. sir. You may be bold, valorous, cunning — vastly so ; but 
 you have a woman's wit against you — so look to it ! 
 
 Cleve. Confound it. 
 
 Rose. Bravo ! bravo 1 Your passion, sir, well becomes you • 
 
 Cleve. Deaths and devils ! £!xit r. 1 E. 
 
 Rose. Ha, ha, ha ! 
 
 Enter Metcalf, l. 1 e. 
 
 Here I Here, Mr. Metcalf — follow Major Cleveland ; watch every step ; 
 don't lose sight of him for a moment. 
 
 Met. Trust me ; I'll be his shadow from this time forth. 
 
 Exeunt sejparaiely. 
 
 Enter Captain Arbald and Kate, r. 3 a 
 
 Arh. Really, Miss Kate, you do me injustice — but if I could only in- 
 duce you to intercede 
 
 Kale. Plead your cause for you. \^Aside.'\ Blind and stupid ! Can't 
 he see that I am dying for that my sister laughs at. 
 
 Arh. If I could but find that lost bracelet 
 
 Kate. Hush ! Who comes herel \They witMraw. 
 
 Enter Major Cleveland, Mr. Elsworth, Lieutenant Elsworth, and 
 
 Metcalf behind. 
 
 Mr. E. Declared to you that she would marry Captain Armstrong — 
 
 Clcve. Yes, my dear sir, and I felt it my duty to acquaint you. 
 
 Harry. I will go to the captain and demand a satisfactory 
 
 Cleve. Your pardon, young gentleman. Captain Armstrong is now 
 my 'prisoner ; and I shall hold him safe for my own purposes. 
 
 Air. Els. In face of my commands this day pronounced. It is mon- 
 strous. I must seek out Rose, and have an explanation. yExit r. 1 e.] 
 
 Kate. [_Aside to Arbald.] You see, sir, how little the bracelet would 
 plead" in your cause. 
 
 Arh. I do, indeed. [They saunter off. 
 
 Harry, (r.) I do not, sir, often ask favors of you. This day my father 
 forbade Armstrong from entertaining any intentions relative to my sis- 
 ter. He has insulted me, my father, and Rose. I wish to chastise 
 him, sir. 
 
 Cleve. (l.) Tut, tut I I will not give his cunning a chance to plan 
 another escape. The best thing you can do is to help me to prevent the 
 possibility of the marriage. 
 
 Karry. You are my superior. I have no choice but to obey. But I 
 long to inflict the punishment due to his treachery. [Exit. 
 
 Cleve. Pest on't, I love the wench. I thought, if married to Arbald, 
 and frequently near me, my suit might flourish. But the cunning 
 vixen caught me in my own trap. If I could only trip her now ; let me 
 see — let me see. • 
 
tOVE IN 70. 17 
 
 Enter Arbald. 
 
 Cleve. Ah, Arbald, come hither. How flourishes your suit with Miss 
 Elsworth ? 
 
 Arbald. Badly, I must confess. 
 
 Cleve. Unless we prevent it she will be married to this Armstrong 
 before morning. 
 
 Arbald. Is it possible 1 
 
 Cleve. I have my own reasons for desiring to break up the match 
 between them — to prevent their marriage. Nothing occurs to me at all 
 feasible to that end, but some plan to get introduced into Armstrong's 
 presence a woman disguised as Rose. 
 
 Arbald.' And marry them '\ 
 
 Cleve. Ay. Armstrong is on the alert for some scheme to rescue 
 him — would fall into such a net as fishes do — and think it was his mis- 
 tress' cunning to serve him. 
 
 Arbald. But where is the woman "? 
 
 Cleve. Rose has a girl in attendance upon her who is near her size 
 and figure — a mischievous wench, or I am no judge of physiognomies. 
 Metcalf, who has been listening aside, Oho ! \_Exits hurriedly and 
 secretly. '\ 
 
 Arbald. Bridget, they call her. 
 
 Cleve. Send her to me. Fifty pounds will be more than her fidelity 
 can stand. Luckily we have the chaplain with us. Have him ready. 
 
 Arbald. I-ll hunt Bridget up at once. \_Exit Arbald. 
 
 Cleve. The plan is a good one. Now, Lady Wit, those who win may 
 laugh. But I was a blind fool ever to allow her to obtain that promise 
 from me. 
 
 Enter Metcalf, r. 1 e. 
 
 Met. Hist ! Major Cleveland. 
 
 Cleve. Well, good follow. 
 
 Met. [Aside.'\ Fellow ! It is remarkable now that I who daily make 
 a score of urchins tremble in their shoes at the frown of my portentous 
 brow, can't in the least make these people afraid of me. Let me see 
 what effect one of my frightfully severe looks would have. 
 
 [ Walks up to him. 
 
 Cleve. Well, sir, have you any business with me 1 
 
 Met. No, no, sir. [Aside."] I suppose my urchins feel as I do now. 
 [^ Aloud.] I've got an idea, sir, about the captain. 
 
 Cleve. Well, what idea'? 
 
 Met. [Aside.] Here comes Rose — the very image of Bridget — all I 
 
 wanted was to give her time. [Aloud] An idea [Aside] to trap you 
 
 With sword, coat, and all 
 
 Cleve. There she is — begone fellow — you intrude upon me. 
 
 Enter Rose, disguised as Bridget, c. u. e. r. 
 
 Rose. [Curtseying.] Your Honor sent for me. 
 
 Met. Ha ! ha ! ha ! Trap to catch foxes — ho ! ho ! ho ! [Exit, e. 
 
 Cleve. You look a lively, quick-witted lass. 
 
 Ruse. [Aside.] Now for the airs of your true lady's lady. 
 
 Cleve. Do you know how to keep a silent tongue 1 
 
 Rose. Bless us ! Haven't I always been in practice! Ain't I mum 
 
IS. LOYE '76. 
 
 to what all the fine gentlemen say about the bouquets, the presents, 
 the love notes — 
 
 Clcve. How would you like to make twenty pounds 1 
 
 Bose. Oh, sir, I am quite invincible. 
 
 Cleve. But twenty pounds'? 
 
 Rose. Say twenty-five. 
 
 Cleve. To be paid when the contract is performed. How would you 
 like to marry 1 
 
 Rose. Oh ! good gracions ! 
 
 Cleve. Hush ! Why the deuce do you raise that clatter 1 
 
 Rose. Lor, sir, we always do. * 
 
 Cleve. Be silent, or the twenty pounds 
 
 Rose. Twenty-five 
 
 Cleve. Twenty-five then. Marriage in jest. 
 
 Rose. Oh! 
 
 Cleve. Only in jest — to decide a wager. You must disguise yourself 
 as your mistress, when you will be admitted into the presence of Captain 
 Armstrong. 
 
 Rose. Captain Armstrong — Goodness gracious ! 
 
 Cleve. Hear me out A pretended chaplain will be by, and a sham 
 form of marriage will be Rone through with — 
 
 Rose. Only in jest 1 Why what a funny joke ! 
 
 Cleve. Capital ! capital ! Ha ! ha ! ha I 
 
 Rose. Ha ! ha ! ha ! A splendid joke, sir. But I don't quite under- 
 stand it. 
 
 Cleve. Oh, you understand enough. You must not speak above the 
 lowest whisper, nor let the captain see your features. A few words 
 and the — the — ha, ha, ha — the joke is through with — 
 
 Rose. I see — I see. 
 
 Cleve. And then to-xyorrow when he comes to know it — don't you 
 see — we will have a run on the captain — 'twill be the rarest sport when 
 found out. 
 
 Rose. But suppose now it should turn out to be a real no-mistake 
 marriage. 
 
 Cleve. But it can't. The priest is a sham — that's the point of the 
 joke. 
 
 Rose. That's the point of the joke, eh ! 
 
 Cleve. Come, will you do it \ 
 
 Rose. Well — I am doubtful. 
 
 Cleve. Only carry it out well, and you shall have fifty pounds. 
 
 Rose. I am convinced, as old intrigues are dull, I want pastime, and 
 would like to earn fifty pounds, and if my chance in other quarters are 
 uninjured, why 
 
 Cleve. You will do it. 
 
 Rose. Will the captain think it a jest 1 
 
 Cleve. He thinks there is a plan on foot to introduce your mistress to 
 him for a similar purpose. 
 
 Rose. And when he finds that he has married plain Bridget instead 
 of Miss Rose — what a rage he will be in ! Oh, what a dehghtful jest — 
 
 Cleve. The funniest you ever heard of. Such laughing as therfr 
 will be ! 
 
 Rose. Fifty pounds — all in gold — is more than I can stand. 
 
LOVE IN 76. 19 
 
 Cleve. Then meet me in five minutes, by yonder tree. 
 Rose. I'll slip on one of my mistress's dresses, and in five minutes be 
 ready — but remember— :^/ify pcunds ! {Exit Rose, r. 2 k. 
 
 Clcve. [Rubbing his hands.'] The best of tricks. Ha ! ha ! ha ! 
 
 [Exit B. 
 Enter Metcalf and Elsworth, r. 1 e. 
 
 Els. Ha, ha, ha ! Bravo, Metcalf ! a good jest, sir — Bridget disguised 
 as Rose — ha ! ha ! ha ! 
 
 Met. It's exquisitely funny, sir — only I think you don't quite under- 
 stand it — 
 
 Els. It's you, Metcalf, that don't understand it. It's nothing but a 
 piece of military deviltry. Why, my innocent sir, Armstrong's confine- 
 ment is only a sham — it doesn't mean anything — Cleveland told me so 
 himself — he will be free to-night. I shouldn't wonder if they were 
 drinking and carousing together now. Bless you, Metcalf, it's only one 
 of Cleveland's practical jokes. But I must go and find Rose, and tell 
 her all about it — it will give her such a laugh. How the captain will 
 stare when he finds it out, to be sure ! [Exit l. 
 
 Met. Well, wise one, if you insist upon having it in that way, why 
 do so — I suppose Miss Rose can fight her battles without your help. It 
 was devilish lucky, though, I overheard that plan of theirs, or the cap- 
 tain would have been victimized — damnably — ay, damnably — if it be 
 swearing — and a capital crime at Fidlington School. I wonder where 
 Bridget is — Bridget bona fide — I mean — ^^a delicious girl, — I love her — I 
 will conjugate her. Nobody in the walks — the marriage not over yet 
 — bless me ! I do believe that I am trembling like a refractory scholar 
 with a prospective birching. If it should fail — but it won't, it can't — 
 Rose is a girl to carry anything through. 
 
 Re-enter Mr. Elsworth, l. 
 
 Els. Where can Rose be, I wonder ! I can't find her anywhere. 
 Everybody inquiring for her — everybody laughing, too about the jest 
 upon Armstrong. Ah, these military fellows are such practical jokers 
 — so full of deviltry to be sure ! Who could have thought of such a trick 1 
 
 Met. No civilian, you may be sure, sir. [Aside, looking off.] EhT 
 There they are. The deed is done. It's all right, ha ! ha ! ha ! I'll 
 cut. That major has a sanguinary way of contemplating me that has 
 blood in it — blood ! [Aloud.] I think I saw Rose in this direction, sir, 
 with the major I dare say we can find her, if we go along. 
 
 Els. Come, sir, then. [Exeunt, l. 3 e. 
 
 Enter Major Cleveland, k. 2 e. 
 
 Cleve. It's done, and they are fast married. Aha, my lady, who 
 now has the game 1 Armstrong looked astounded, but expecting some 
 plan to aid him, he fell into the trap without asking a question. Now, 
 now, my course is clear ! 
 
 Enter Elsworth. 
 
 Els. "Where can Rose be, to be sure 1 The guests are leaving, and I 
 must find her to give them a good-night. Ah, Major ! Have you seem 
 my daughter 1 
 
'SIO £6vE IN 76. 
 
 £Jnter Lieutenant Elsvvorth. 
 
 Lieut. Ms. Sir, sir, do you not know that Rose has clandestinely 
 been introduced into the presence of Armstrong — 
 
 Els. No ! has she, though 1 You d-o-n-t say so ! Let me whisper 
 a word, Master Harry — a beautiful joke — it was Bridget — 
 
 Lieut. Els. No sir, it was Rose herself. 
 
 Cleve. The young man is right. 
 
 Els. How ! What do you say ? 
 
 Cleve. Simply, sir, by the richest scheme in the world, this rebel's^ 
 union with your daughter is rendered impossible. I told you the 
 marriage was a jest — a sham. It was not — quite the contrary. 
 
 Els. Do I understand you to say, sir, that you have really tricked 
 Captain Armstrong into a marriage with 
 
 Cleve. To be sure, sir. It will be the sport of the whole army. The 
 disgrace you feared cannot now occur. Miss Elsworth can never be 
 that rustic's wife — thanks, sir, to my splendid idea. Aha, it was 
 a glorious thought, glorious 1 
 
 Els. Now, damn all respect for the red-coats. 
 
 Cleve. Ha ! 
 
 Els. Sir, you have been guilty of a vile scheme. You have put my 
 house to a dishonorable use. You have betrayed one of my guests 
 infamously. Oh ! that one of His Majesty's officers could lend himself 
 to a scheme like this. 
 
 Cleve. Why, sir, I thought 
 
 Enter Rose and Walter, back. 
 
 Els. That I would sanction such a plot. Major Cleveland, your 
 conduct has made me half a rebel. It was devilish — diabolical, sir ! 
 Cleve. But 
 
 Enter Metcalf, dancing, e. u. e. 
 
 Met. Armstrong has escaped. 
 
 Cleve. Escaped ! Again ! Impossible ! 
 
 Met. He has, or may I be birched. 
 
 Enter Lieut. Marvin, l. 1 e. 
 
 Mar. Sir, the prisoner has escaped — and the woman 
 
 Cleve. By Heaven f it shall not be — a hundred pounds reward for 
 him ! 
 
 Rose. [Approachinor with Walter.] I claim the reward. Major 
 Cleveland. 
 
 Cleve. You ! The prisoner here ! How came he free 1 
 
 Rose. By your signet. The sentry knew and acknowledged it. 
 
 Cleve. Miss Elsworth 1 
 
 Rose. Mrs. Armstrong, by your kind assistance. 
 
 Cleve. Ha ! What do you raeanl 
 
 Rose. Permit me to present you to my husband. 
 
 Cleve. Your husband ! What does this meani 
 
 Rose. 1 did have the trump card, sir, and have taken the trick. 
 
 Cleve. I am bewildered — I cannot understand 
 
 \ 
 
LQVE IN '76. 21 
 
 Rose, -Can't you see 1 [Imitating him.l " How would you like to 
 make twenty pounds 1 Ha, ha, ha ! only as jest! a splendid jest! we'll 
 have such a run on the captain ! As I want pastime, and my pros- 
 pects 
 
 Cleve: The wench has betrayed me. 
 
 Rose. You never spoke a word to Bridget. I was the only person 
 you saw. 
 
 Cleve. You ! 
 ^Rojie. Even I. Did I act it to the life 1 
 
 Cleve. Caught ! Tricked I Fool ! By 1 Madam, this is a 
 
 farce. 
 
 Rose. Sir, I know it, but it has been played out, and you unwittingly 
 have acted the clown. 
 
 JEls. I am confounded. 
 
 Cleve. The end is not yet. I refuse to be governed by a forced con- 
 struction to a promise which I meant to apply differently. The rebel 
 is still my prisoner. He is surrounded. 
 
 Rose. If your promise is not observed to the letter, I'll proclaim you 
 through the army. I'll degrade you in the eyes of every English officer 
 and gentleman in the land. You disgrace your ^word, sir, by this very 
 hesitation. Your bitter, unsoldierly, and dishonorable hatred and per- 
 secution of an, honorable prisoner, drove me to an extremity which no- 
 thing but a question of life or death could have persuaded me to under- 
 take. My womanly modesty I was forced to outrage. You compelled 
 me to stoop to things which I abhorred. But I have a brother who is 
 an English officer ; a husband who is an American one. Be careful, 
 sir, in what way you use my name in connection with this night's 
 work, for, be assured, they will not fail to punish a ribald, a slanderous, 
 or a libertine tongue. Consent to Captain Armstrong's release, and 
 your discomfiture remains a secret ; refuse, and with one word, I'll 
 have all our guests upon the spot and a public confession. 
 
 Cleve. It's absurd to suppose that I'm to be bound by such figments 
 as you have woven. The thing is too ridiculous. 
 
 Rose. You acknowledged the binding nature of your promise, when" 
 you attempted, with such heartless cruelty, to entrap the captain into a 
 marriage with a servant. How would that story sound, think you 1 
 And what would" be said of the sagacity and discernment of an officer 
 who could allow such a deceit to be practised upon him as I practised 
 upon you-] Dear me ! I think, major, that you are in a quandary. 
 
 Met. [l. Aside ] In a ditch ! 
 
 Rose. We await your decision. Shall the captain be free and this 
 little jest go no further 1 
 
 Cleve. Miss Elsworth 
 
 Rose. Excuse me if I assist your memory — Mrs. Armstrong. 
 
 Cleve. Madam, I yield to a woman. You fight with weapons I do 
 not understand • 
 
 Rose. With wit, eh 1 
 
 Cleve. \A.side'\ There is no hope for me. She has me at every 
 point. I may as well yield with what grace I can. [Aloud.l Miss 
 Elsworth, I am at your mercy. May not this night's work be forgot- 
 ten 1 Captain Armstrong, I swore if ever I caught you, that you 
 should pay dearly for that daring trick of yours — that bold capture of 
 
22 LOVE IN 76. 
 
 a fellow-officer, sleeping by my very side — but this lady has check- 
 mated me. 
 
 Wal. Checkmated you, sir, and mated me. 
 
 Gleve. Both were done by the same move. 
 
 Els. (l. u. e.) And you are married, Rose 1 
 
 Rose, (c.) I will bear Walter's name when we are publicly married, 
 sir — which now, I trust, will be with your sanction. 
 
 Els. You have it. You have won a husband, if ever woman did. 
 
 Lieut. Els. Walter, if you were only more true to the right 
 
 Ar7ns. Oh, Harry ! We will discuss that question yet. I shall 
 make you [In his ear.'\ a convert ; be sure of it. 
 
 Erder Captain Arbald and Kate, l. tr. e. 
 
 Kate. Why the company is breaking up. We missed you all, sadly. 
 Here come the guests, 
 
 Cleve. Ah, Arbald, I'm afraid you will have to forego Miss Rose, here — 
 
 Arh. To pluck a flower no less sweet. 
 
 Rose. What ? Why Kate 
 
 Arh. 1 have your sister's consent, Miss Elsworth, conditioned only 
 that you all accord with her decision. 
 
 Rose. And so you have been making love under the rose all this 
 while. Do not doubt our good wishes. 
 
 Met. I wouder where Bridget is. I'll pop the question before morning. 
 
 Els. Rose, you have neglected your friends. Let us go in. 
 
 Rose. Our first duty is to the friends before us 
 
 Arms. To which faction do they adhere — red or blue 1 
 
 Rose. True blue and rebel, I'll be sworn — but I will ask them ! 
 [Comes forward. To Armstrong.] You see, sir, they respond already. 
 [To the Audience.'\ Do you approve the whiggish maid, and sanction her 
 schemes so boldly played 1 The heart of love is heroic in every age j 
 and after all 
 
 What difference can we affix, 
 'Twixt love to-day, and Love in '76 1 
 
 ' Kate. Arbald. Armstrong. .Rose. Elsworth. Cleveland. 
 Lieut. Elsworth. ' Metcalf. 
 
 cdrtain. . 
 
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 VOL. I. 
 
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 6. His Last Legs, 
 
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 VOL. II. 
 
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 11* 9'.^'^""*&an and Fairies 
 
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 f3- My Neijjhbor's Wife, 
 
 84. Irish Tiger, 
 
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 VOL. XIV. 
 
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 Itt9. Diawatha. 
 
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 VOL. m. 
 
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 In' ^,*^''e Horse of the Pep- 
 
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