PR ^7^%yYjU/i-^^^y-( PRICE 1^ CENTS. DE WITT'S ACTING- PLAYS. (Number 319.) THE GHIHNET CORNER. AN ORIGINAL DOMESTIC DRAMA, IN T^^^O A.OTS, ' BY H. T. CRAVEN. Authm- of " Milky White," '« Miriam's Crime," " The Post Boy," " Philomel." Am First Performed at the Boyal Olympic Theatre, London, Feb. 21, 1861. XO WHICH ABE JlDD&D, A desoription of the Caitumes— Synopsifl of the Piece- Cast ol the Characters — Entranoes and Exits— Relative Positions of the Performers on the Stage, and the whole of the Stage Business. CLINTON T. DE WITT, PITBLISHEK, No. 33 ItoBe Street. 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They have attained their deserved popularity by their droll situations, excellent plots, great humor and brilliant dialogues, no less than by the fact that they are Vie most perfect in every respect of any edition of plays ever published either in the United States or Europe, %vhether as regards purity of the text, accuracy and fulness of stage directions and «cenery, or elegance of typography and clearness of printing. *** In orde/ing please copy thejigures at the co7nmer,^em£nt of each piece, which indicate the number of the piece in "De Witt's List op Acting Plats." J[^" Any of tlie following Plays sent, postage free, on receipt of price — IS cents each. The figure following the name of the Play denotes the number of Acts. The figures in the columns indicate the number of characters — M. male ; F. female. Ko. 75. Adrienne, drama, 3 acts 7 3 114. Anything for a Change, comedy, 13 3 ltj7. Apple Blossoms, comedy, 3 acts 7 3 93. Aiea Belle (The), farce, 1 act 3 2 40. Atchi, comedietta, 1 act 3 S 88. Aunt Charlotte's Maid, farce. 1 act.. 3 3 192. Game of Cards (A), comedietta, 13 1 166. Bardell vs. Pickwick, sketch, 1 act. 6 2 41. Beautiful Forever, farce, 1 act 2 3 141. Bells (The), drama, 3 acts 9 3 67. Birthplace of Podgers, farce, 1 act.. 7 3 36. Black Sheep, drama, 3 acts 7 5 160. Blow for Blow, drama, 4 acts 11 6 70. Bonnie Fish Wife, farce, 1 act 3 1 179. Breach of Promise,, drama, 2 acts. . 5 2 25. Broken-Hearted Club, comedietta, 14 8 24. Cabman, No. 93, farce, 1 act 2 2 1. Caste, comedy, 3 acts 5 3 69. Cauglit bv the Ciiflf, farce, 1 act 4 1 175. Cast upon the World, drama, 5 acts. 10 5 55. Catharine Howard, historical play, 3 acts ., 12 80. Charming pair, farce, 1 act 4 65. Checkmate; comedy, 2 acts 6 68. Chevalier de St. George, drama, 3 9 7(). Chops of the Channel, farce, 1 act. 3 149. Clouds, comedy, 4 acts 8 121. Comical Countess, farce, 1 act 3 107. Cupboard Love, farce, 1 act 2 152. Cupid's Eye-Glass, conedy, 1 act... 1 52. 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Jack Long, drama, 2 acts 9 2 139. Joy is Dangerous, comedy, 2 acta. .. 3 3 17. Kind to a Fault, comedy, 2 acts 6 4 \ 86. Lady of Lyons, play, 5 acts 12 5 j 72. Lame Excuse, farce, 1 act 4 3 I THE CHIMNEY CORNER. %n #righTal g0mestk MxRxau, IN TWO ACTS. BY EL T. CRAVEN. •( Author of "Milky White," "Miriam's Crime," " The Post Boy," " PhilomeL" AS FIRST PERFORMED AT THE ROYAL OLYMPIC THEATRE, LONDON, FEB. 21, 1861. TO WHICH AEE ADDED A DESCKIPTION OF THE COSTUME — CAST OF THE CHARACTERS — EN- TRANCES AND EXITS — KEIiATIVE POSITIONS OF THE PERFORMEKS ON THE STAGE, AND THE WHOLE OF THE STAGE BUSINESS. NEW YORK : CLINTON T. DE WITT, PUBLISHEE, No. 33 Rose Street. ? ^1- THE CHIMNEY COENER. CAST OF CHARACTERS. Boyal Olympic Tlieatre, London, Feb. 21, 1861. Solomon Probity (aged 91).... Mr. H. Wigan. Peter Probity (aged GO) Mr. F. Robson. JouN PnoBiTY (aged 23) Mr. W. Gordon. Mr. Charles Chetty Mr. G. Murray. Sifter Mr. H.Cooper. Patty Probity (wife of Peter) Mr.s. Leigh Murray. Grace Emery Miss HiroHEs. TIME OP REPRESENTATION— ONE HOUR AND FORTY MINUTES. SCENERY. ACT I., .Seme.— Interior of a little parlor at the back of a small chandler's shop, in the vicinity of London ; a glass door opening into the shop, l. 2 e., over this, a portrait of a little boy ; an entrance and practicable staircase, which terminates on the stage, 2 B. r. ; cupboard, r. ; stage boxed in ; an air of comfort pervades the furnishing, though the articles are of an old-fashioned and humble description. In Flat. Flat. Fireplace. O — Clock. — B, 2. E. L. 2. E. .] ••• •_ * * * Desk. _1 B. 1 E. Stall-case. Glass Door. l. 1 e. Table. c. Oechestea. the c. of flat, a fireplace and cheerful fire, on which, and on the hob, are sauce- pans, and plates before the flre ; over the mantel-piece (on which are several com- monplace ornaments), is a looking-glass, on either side of the glass, some low art specimens of family portraiture ; a few antiquated prints are variously arranged on the walls, r. and l.; an old chest of di;;iT"er..s with a desktop, stands l., beyond the door ; a table, l. c. (on which is a lighted candle) ; some half dozen chaiw (some easy) ; clock, l. of fire-place ; drugget, partially covering the floor. A fortnight is supposed to elapse between Acts I. and II. AdT II., .S'w«€.— Same as Act I scene, except that fnniiture is arranged some- what difllerently, being a contrast to the former Act, in which an air of comfort was observable ; the room now seems neglected and untidy. G'FT EST. OF J H. CORNINCS JUNE 20. 1940 THE CHIMNEY COKNEB. COSTUMES. Peter.— JPirsi dress : Old fashioned black dress coat, black satin vest, dark trousers, quaint looking hat with crape hat-band, black gloves, umbrella. Second di-ess : Drab shop coat, and grocer's long apron. Solomon.— Long loose black coat, drab breeches, gray stockings and large ankle boots. Charles.— Fashionable suit of black. John.— Black frock coat, gray trousers and vest. Sifter. — Suit characteristic of a town traveler. Patty. — Blue gown, white apron and cap. Grace. — black silk dress and mantle, black bonnet. PROPERTIES. Saucepans and plates ; common mantel ornaments ; old-fashioned clock ; lighted candles ; drugget ; pencil and memorandum book for Siptrr ; small packages of papers, to be in desk-top of chest of drawers ; pocket-handkerchief, an old canary- colored silk preferable ; large black pocket-book for Peter Probity, with several ' sovereigns and a number of bank-notes ", japanned cash-box, to lock ; apron for Peter ; Irish stew, to be taken from saucepan on fire : table-cloth ; basin of gruel ; jug, for bo3' ; will, for Peter to read from ; knife and fork for Peter, to throw down at table ; supper things on table, including a bottle of onions ; long clay pipe, to smoke, for Peter ; note for John, to place in Solomon's hand ; money wrapped up In paper, for John to take from desk ; bundle of wood ; spectacles f«r Peter ; account book for Peter ; letter for postman to send in. SYNOPSIS. Solomon Probity, in his ninety-first j'ear, is living with his son Peter, a chand- ler in moderate circumstances. Peter has a good wife, Patty, and au excellent son, John. Peter had been left joint executor to the estate, and guardian to the person, of a very pretty and amiable girl. Miss Grace Emery. But her father having heard something to the detriment of John Probity, his old friend's son, has made a codicil to his will, insisting that Grace should marry Charles Chetty, cr forfeit a large sum of monej'. The other guardian was the father of this Charles, and John was a clerk in their law office. The lawyer believed that John Probity had committed a forgery on their house, and had even told Mr. Emery of it ; hence the codicil alluded to. Grace, however, never faltered in her faith in John's integrity, and discountenanced Charles Chetty's overtures of love. The Chettys had put a detective on John's tracks ; but meanwhile he, unsuspiciously, kept on the even tenor of his way. While affairs were in this condition, Peter Probity, the chandler, sold out a lot of Grace's securities, and brought the amount of money that he received to his snug little parlor, back of the shop, where he intended keeping it until the next morning. Grace Emery is paying the Probitys a visit, and before her, and his wife, Peter counts and recounts the notes and the gold, locks it all in a tin cash box, and puts the box in an old desk, surmounting a chest of drawers ; at the same time avowing his intention of sitting lip all night for fear of thieves. He is suddenlj' called away, however, no one staying in the room except the old man, who sits drowsily in the Chimner Corner, scarcely conscious of anything that is going on. Indeed, so dulled arc his facul- ties, that his grandson, John, is the only person that can make him understand 4 THE CHIMNET CORNER. anything. When Peter leaves the room, old Probity, mumbling eomething about money and thieves, contrives to drag himself to the desli, clutches the money-box, and cautiously hides it in a hole in the chimney. Then he sinks help- lessly into his large stuffed chair. Hardly is he quietly seated, before John Probity rushes in ; going to the desk, he helps himself to a small package from one of the drawers ; runs to his grandfather, shakes the old man's hand affection- ately, and puts a note in the feeble fingers. Then, in deep agitation, he leaves the room, and the house. Terrible is the outcry raised by Peter when he returns and finds the box gone. His v.ife runs in, and is of course deeply agitated at the loss of the money-box. Bat when old Solomon begins talking to himself about John taking money ; and they read the paper which the old man holds heedlessly in his hands, they are almost petrified. The note read : " Dearest parents : I hope you will forgive your boj the present rash act. But to see such a treasure possessed by another was more than I could endure, and I have fled ; knowing you love me too much to bring me back for a trial which would kill me " Peter can read no more, but tears the paper to fragments. At intervals Solomon utters, in a low, sing-song tone, "John's got the money— took it out of the desk— plenty of money—" The note, and Solomon's prattle, convince Peter that his son is the culprit ; and father and mother are well-nigh broken-hearted. Grace persistently refuses the hand of Charles CHETTY,;ind even after hearing all the suspicious circumstances, she will not speak harshly of John. Charles Chetty comes to Peter to demand an accounting for the money that he has received for his ward. While the poor chandler's agitation is at the greatest, John suddenly enters, and of course proclaims his innocence. But circumstances look too dark against him for even his dear parents to believe him. The son, though, contrives to make old Solomon nnderstand a little of what he wants to know, and the grandfather points to the Chimney Corner, where, after some searching, they find the missing box. The young man is also cleared of even the suspicion of wrong in the check case— a fellow clerk having confessed himself the culprit. This removes the only ob- stacle between him and Grace. There is a pleasant vein of- pure comedy running through the piece, making a charming contrast to the affecting and passionate scenes. STAGE DIRECTIONS. E. means Right of Stage, facing the Audience ; L. Left ; C. Centre ; E. C. Eight of Centre ; L. C. Left of Centre. D. F. Door in the Flat, or Scene running across the bnck of the Stage ; C. D. F. Centre Door in the Flat ; E. D. F. Eight Door in the Flat; L. D. F. Left Door in the Flat ; E. D. Eight Door ; L. D. Lett Door ; I E. First Entrance; 2 E. Second Entrance; U. E. Upper Entrance ; 1, 2 or 3 G. First, Second or Third Grooves. B. E. C. C. L. C. L. B®" The reader is supposed to be upon the stage facing the audience. THE CHIMNEY CORNER. ACT I. SCENE. — Interior of a little parlor nt the hade of a small chandler's shop, in the vicinity of London. Solomon Probity {a sujieranmrnted man, with long white hair, and bent with extreme ag6\ is discovered dozing in a large oldfashioned arm-chnir, in the chimney corner, -r. of fireplace, his right side being towards the audience. Sifter (heard without, l.). Allow me to step insic'e for a minute or two, I'll write a memorandum of our wholesale figures — thank you, I'll go in I Enter Sifter, Jj., followed by Mrs. Probity. Mrs. Probity (l.). I don't think it's any use, sir; you have been here a great many times, and Peter told you, when he last saw you, as \ie didn't want anything in your way. Sift. (r.). I enjoy a bit of pleasant chat, when I find myself in the neighborhood; remarkably intelligent woman, pleasing manners, and Mrs. p. Oh, sir, that's flummery. Sift. Flummery! Ah! ah! now I call that intelligent; but, my good lad}-, I I'epresent a firm who can supply you, or any other qood chandler, with soda and potash, a hundred and flfly per cent, cheaper than any house in London, {takes jyencil and book out of his pocket and sits r. of table) Snug little room this. JNIrs. p. Yes, sir ; it is, sir. Sift. Ah, very snug ! let's see — potash at — hem — hum — all your family quite well, Mrs. P.l ]Mrs. p. Quite well, sir. Sift. And your son — you have a son, haven't j'ou "? Mrs. p. Yes, sir ; he's in a lawyer's office. Sift. Dear me, a nice comfortable home for him. Few sons have such a home — no, indeed ; and there's his desk, too, eh 1 (pointing to drawers, l.) Mrs. p. Yes, sir ; when he 7uis any overv.'ork. he does it there. S[ft. Just so; what a nice handy piece of furniture: I've often wislieil to ])urchase something of this sort, (gets up and opens top)) Ah, there's capital nooks for your son's |)apeis ; all these Ids papers 1 Mrs. p. Some his, and some his father's ; we have no secrets here. Sift, t dare say not — I dfire say not. (handling the 2'>etpers, aiid carelessly opening the little drawers) Secret drawers, though, eh 1 Mrs. p. There, sir. shut it up ; there's nothing worth seeing, and if you'll just write down what you want — (a bell attached to the exterior shop door is heard, l.) 6 THE CHIMNEY CORNER, Sift. Tliere, you're wanted. (.sUf>) Don't mind me ! Mus. P. Coming ! [Exit, l. door. Sift. Old follow there asleep. {7'ises and (joes again to the desk, which lie lilts ju.st opened, ichen Mrs. Puobity's voice is ayaiti heard.) Mbs. p. {outside). Gome in, come in, my darling ! (Sifter suddenly closes the desk and resumes his seat.) He-enter Mrs. Probity, followed by Grace Emery, loho is dressed in deep mourning. Mrs. p. (c). So Peter had to stay in the city, and sent you here by yourself] You're tired, I dare say '! {to Sifter) Now, sir, if you'll give me your card you needn't stay. Sift. (r.). Never mind, I'll call again to-morrow morning ; come and have a long chat with you. {crosses to l.) Good-by, for the present. [Exit, L. Mrs. p. (tw.). An impudent fellow, forcing himself into people's private parlors. These town travellers have the impudence of the old 'un ; excuse me, dear. GiiAcE (l.). I shall have to trouble Peter to go into the city with me again to-morrow. Mrs. p. {takes chair, r.). There, sit down, {they sit) you must be tired with your long journey. Of course, there's a deal of business to be done, what with consoling — buying out and selling in, investing and transferring, and all that ; lor bless me, /don't understand it a bit, but my old man does. The idea of your poor father leaving my Peter sole executor and your — trustee, don't they call it 1 It makes my foolish old hubby quite proud; he fancies he's a great man. Grace. I'm glad it is so, Patty ; I love him as a father — better, I may say, than my own father, whom 1 had not seen for twelve years, when he came home to die. But Peter looked after me all the time I was at boarding-school, and I know, Patty, I'm in the hands of a good, honest man. Mrs. p. That he is, dear, although he's only a chandler's shop- keeper ; but bless you, he knows a deal about money matters, and speculations and scrip. He lost all he had saved tv/o years ago, by in- vestments, so he ought to know soniething about 'em. Grace. Recollect, I have no friends in the world now but you and — and perhaps Mr. Chetty, my late father's lawyer. Solomon {seated at back, n. c). The great frost was in 'fourteen ! Mrs. P. {to Grace). I wonder if father will know you. {both rise, Mrs. Probity goes -up to Solomon and bawls in his ear) This is Grace Emery — Grace Emery ! You know Grace, don't youl Sol. The great frost was in eighteen fourteen ! Mrs. p. He's a great age — turned ninety ; and he can't recollect one instant what he has done the instant before ; he asks for his tea five minutes after he's had it, though at times he's knowing enough, / can tell you. Grace. Look ! he's noticing me 7ioiP. Mrs. p. {balding 1)1 his ear). This is Grace Emery. Sol. Has Grace got the money her father left her 1 Mrs. p. There ! did you ever ? Now he's picked that up somehow. Bless you, he hears and notices things when we little think it. Sol. There was a hailstorm in Norfolk the day her father was born — did a deal of damage to the blossom. Mrs. p. There's a memory. Sol. Where's my hankeycher ? THE CHIMNEY COKNEE. 7 Mrs. p. Here in your hand ! [to Grace) He can't remember a tiling. Kiss liim, and see what he'll say; he likes to be made much of, I can tell you. Grace. Here's a snufF-bos I've brought you as a present ; {places it ill his hand) and, I'm going to kiss you. (kisses him.) Sol. They tell me things are very forward this year. Grace. Oh, dear ! there's a rub ! Mrs. p. {bawling). She kissed you, you ought to be very proud — a pretty girl like her. {^winting to Grace.) Sol. Fine wench ! fine wench 1 be getting a husband soon — yes — yes —stormy wether set in after that, [turns to tlie fire.) Mrs. p. Now, take oil' your bonnet, my love, and make yourself com- fortable. Peter will be home soon with your money, and then we'll have a bit of supper, {the shop hell rings) There's somebody in the shop. {looking through icindoio of the door) Ah ! it's John — my son John, juot come from the office. Poor fellow, he has been very low-spirited lately ; and we can't cheer him up, do what we will. Enter John Probity, l. Come in John : here's Grace, come to stay all night. Isn't she looking well ? {goes up, l.) John (l ). Grace here ! I — I didn't know that Grace (r., comes to c, holding out her hand to John). How do you do, John ? You are not angry at my intrusion, are you 1 Sol. (at hack, talking to himself). Yarmouth bloaters don't all come from Yarmouth. John. Angry, Grace! and with you .^ I wish I could he; at least I wish I could be indifferent ; that's better than being angry. Sol. {to himself). I know what bloaters are. John {goes round at hack to Solomon). Good evening, grandfather. Sol. Ah, John 1 There — there's Grace Emery there— fine girl — you're a fine boy — my boy's boy. Kiss her; kiss her — she kissed me — kiss her ! Mrs. p. (l. c). Now, did you ever! Oh, he's the wickedest old man sometimes; you've no idea how he goes on; but we don't take any notice of him. Sol. Where's my pocket hankeycher 1 John. Here in your hand, grandfather. Sol. {looking in his other hand). What's this 1 John. A snutf-box. MiiS. P. Grace gave it to hini ; he's forgot all about that, {shop hell rings.) Voice {without, l ). Half a pound of mottled soap, please. Mrs. p. Half a pound of mottl6d soap — yes, ma'am, I'm coming. [Exit, door l. John {coming down r.). Grace, this is a very humble roof to shelter you. I fear you will feel rather degraded. Grace {wholiasbeen sitting, r. c, rises). Degraded, John 1 I'm under the roof of an honest man, and what is more, my dear friend. I hope the education which ray father bestowed upon me will never make me ashamed of those who have a claim upon my love. John {sighs). Ah ! Grace. Nor would it become you, John, to blush at the home which misfht have been grander if your father had been less liberal in fitting yo'i for a superior position. John. I trust I am not wanting in gratitude or affection, but I some- 8 THE CHIMNEY CORNER. times think I might Iiave been happier had I been apprenticed to a tradesman, instead of being a supeiior drudge in a lawyer's ofBce. My father and yours were botli uneducated ; but yours realized money, and mine is respected for bis honesty ; many men of education fail to achieve those ends. Sol. {to himself). Don't tell me! It was Blucher as won Waterloo. Grace (l.). Honesty, John, will always be an aid to advancement. John (r ). It seems not; for in Chetty's office I can't help feeling I am treated with a degree of susj)icion which I don't deserve. I wish I were far away from this place. I have nothing here to hope for. * Grace. Your parents surely deserve your thoughts. Joiix. They do ; but in my present position I know that I can neTer assist them. Sol. Where is my hankeycherl Grace. There, in your hand ! {to John) Poor old man ; how his facul- ties fail him ! Sol. You and John ought to marry. Fine young fellow ! /was like him five year ago ! Grace {turning away from Solomon, goes down e.). How absurdly he talks. John (l.). Absurdly, indeed! And yet, Grace, at one time I thought — that is — I hoped that Grace. What, John? John. No matter ; I can tell you nothing more than you have long known ; don't turn from me, Grace ; I am not pleading for a return of — it cannot be. Before the cruel sentence in your father's will forbade our union, I had felt how hopeless was my — love. You are engaged to another ; I know it. For any recklessness in my future conduct, judge not harshly. Grace. Oh, John — if — but there ; take my hand ; we must try and be sincere friends. I will think of you as my brother. John. Think of me as one trying in absence to forget the first grief of his life. I can never look upon you the wife of — of (going itp for his liat.) Grace. Don't reproach me. I have prayed for fortitude to adopt the path of duty. John. Giace, do you love him % Grace. You have no right to ask that, John. I am obeying my father's dying wish. John. I have told you I am not pleading for myself; I have aban- doned all hope; but pause, unless you are sure of this man's love. Grace. What other motive (Jan he have? To him my money must appear an insignificant trifle. John. Yet my impression is, that if that money were lost to you, you would never become his wife. Grace. For shame, John ; you speak at random ; you have no cause for saying so. John. Did you know how insulting and suspicious his conduct has been to me, you would not think I was bound to conceal my thought of him. But his tyranny is over ; I have endured it long enough. Grace. Have you never merited his suspicions! John. Grace ! Grace. I mean, has he never told you why he thus treats you? John. Never ! What do you mean ? Grace. Is it possible 1 Sol. Fauntleroy was executed in eighteen twenty-four. THE CHIMNEY CORNER. • « Re-enter Mrs. Probity, from shop, l. Mrs. p. Here's Peter coming down the street arm in arm with a policeman. I hope lie arn t got into trouble. Run, John, and meet him, tliere'.s a good lad. [Exit John, i,., followed by Mrs. Peobity. Grace. Poor Joliii ! He httle knows how deep my regard for him migiit have been, had it not been for his own conduct. The struggle has been severe, but I ho[)e I have conquered. Peter {heard toithout, l.). There, Bobby, B 82, get yourself some- thing to drinli ; I'm much obleeged to you; I'm safe now in my own castle. Old woman, here I am, literary worth my weight in gold — ha! ha! Enter Peter Pkobity, l., followed by Mrs. Probity and John, loho goes up and sits l. of fire. Pkter {to Grace). Ah, Tot ! — you're here all right, eh ? and I'm here all right; well, two rialits cant make a wrong — ha! ha. \ {giving hat and coat, etc., to Mrs. Probity, wlto hangs them rij), l.) I toddled off to Lombard st.reet after you left me, and got the stock-broker's check changed — one thousand six hundred ar,d twenty-tln-ee pound, seven shilling's and eight-pence ; think o' that ! The banker's clerk, a bald-headed, young-looking, clergyman sort o' fellow, asked me " How I'd have it V I thouuht that was as much as to say, " Don't you wish you may get it?" So, says I, "If you haven't got so mucli in the house, say so." {shop bell rings) Patty, there's a customer for dips, make haste in again, for I want you to see tlie money ; you can judge then what the gold ditrains are like. [Exit Mrs. Puobity, door, l. But here itis I {pulling a large black pocket-book, out of his breast pocket) " You'd like it small, I suppose ?" said Mr. Clerk, and shovels me — litera y shovels me fifty-three sovereisns first, and then tosses me three bundled and fourteen fi' pun' notes, {imitating bank style of counting notes) Rather a large way of giving it small. Re-enter Mrs. Probity. Just look here, dowager ; three hundred and fourteen fi' pun' notes, pitched at me as if they'd been so many curl papers ; bless you, that was Mr. Clerk's deepness. I'll be bound it's given his bank a shaking, to draw all that out at once. Look at 'ern, Patty, {placing it on table.) Mrs, p. (l.). Mercy on us ; how ever do they find time to make such a quantity ! Sol. ywho has just wakened from a doze). Is — is that Grace's money, eh 1 Peter. There, now, hark at daddy — he knows. 'Who'd 'a thought he knew anything about it? {goes up to Solomon and bawls at him) Yes, daddy, here it is, as right as ninepence ! {corbies down again to others) 'Well, I was nervous enough, I can tell you, at having that in my pocket, so I went and stopped for an hour or two at my friend Whiting's (a gen- tleman who keeps a milk shop in Burking-house Lane) and thinks I, now if any garotters are a dodging me, I'll tire 'em out. Well, when I got out o' the oninibust just now, seeing some ticket-o'-leave-looking customers hanging about, I goes up to a peeler, " B, 32," and, says I, " I've got jiroperty about me to a con — siderable extent ; I give myself in charge for you to see me safe home. I keep a chandler's shop," says I — " and {pompously) I'm sole execwtor and trustee to a heiress." So he s.^e me safe home — and here I am. JQ • THE CHIMNKY COKNER. Mrs. p. Mercy on us ; what are you going to do with it till to-mor- row ? I shan't sleep a wink. . ,, . , ^ *u 1 1 **i Peter (c). Bless you, I shall sit up with it all night -the old rattle in one hand and the poker in the other, ready to defend it to the last srasp' Patty, hand me the cash-box, there's only some tax-papers in it (Mrs Probity gets a small black japanned box from desk into which Peter carefully places the money and locks *«) There, my Japa- nese, you never afore had so much in your inside. 1 don't lose sight of ^""GRACE^f .)^"lt's a deal of trouble for you, Peter, but I must make it up to vou somehow or other. , , , . ■, -ni -i t- >„ Peter Trouble, my girl! a trouble for my old friend, Phil Emery s chikl-a child that we weaned (didn't we, Patty 1), and you was uncom- mon rusty about changing your diet. You was a most lively customer in the middle of the night, and always found your appetite as soon as Pd found my first sleep; and the colds I caught in '"y >«§« °/^'"*^^'; Tii>.hts was awful, through my having to jump out of bed in a flimsy dress, to walk you up and down the room-you was owdacious, you was 'but we grew fond o' one another- didn't we 1 Give me a kiss (/.me.<; Grace) I wish you health to ^njoy your money no^gnj, and may you get a husband as'll husband it. By-the-by I met Mi. Charles Cliettv at the corner of the street, and he says he shall drop in to see ylu bVand-by. The idea of a gentleman like him coming into my cabhi ■ He'll look like a chandelier in a back kitchen Patty, get the oom titivated; Til mind the shop till we shut up. (^^^^r^ge.coa^ and puts on apron, e.) You must be tired, old woman 5 ^een on y u, legs all day. I've no hesitation in declaring that a chandler s shop is a \eiy harassing business. . , ■r^ ,\ t cV.nii an out John Icoming down,i.). Mr. Charles conring ^^ather, I shall go out Peter {crosses to John). What for, my boy 1 ^ «'Vt T Jd ud hiL meeting your master, are you % An honest lad ought to hold up his head afore a kin2. , , Mrs P (r). Besides, you'll wan't your supper, John, deal. John N^ o ! I cannot meet him here-not here ! {takes Us hat) I have tSe kej^ ; don't sit up. ^ [Erit, l. ^oor-bMhca^^d^ Peter. Poor boy ! poor boy ! Ah, Tot, I can guess what his tiouble is ; but he'll get over it— poor lad, poor lad ! GuACE (r.).I am sure he will— I hope so. Pkter (c /was in love once, before I knew my old woiuan. She wa^ mnnlLr two, bless her. {te^cing Mrs. Probity's ^^^^'f^fS'^^^ and kissing her) Number one was no go ; and my eyes '«^ ^ ^'-i;' ^\^^ lost twentv-one ounces a-day, but I survived it and corpulencj set lu. It's iust like getting over the measles, or any other eruption. Miis P. iL). How you do go on, Peter ? {goes up.) Peter. Well, it is a delicate subject ; drop it, {aside to G^^o^) She doesn't like to hear about nu.nber oue {aloud) Ju.s help Pa t> to lay the cloth; let's have a bit o' supper. (Ghace assists ^us Probity, w/io spreads the cloth and places the supper things from «"i^^''«'«'^^;^',f^;' ing Irish stew from saucepan on the fire) 'm '-^^^^'.'''^''y =^,^, VTli ornv half rations, {shop bell rings) There's tiie shop ! 1 11 pn tins Ca o ny away, {places tin box in the escritoir, i., '"'^^^'^''f * v"^'' 7J^;„ n i n v raps impatiently on the counter outside) Conuug ! You aie ,n any, vou are ; vou ought to be served by macliinery. 1^^.^, L. aoo) . Sol. Hide it, hide it ! I was twice broken into, long ago— long ago ! Where's my hankeycherl . f^,. ci-^ Pete.c {looking in, l.). Patty, are we out of herring, eight foi six- penny's 1 THE CHIJINEY COKNEE. 11 Mrs. p. No ; there's two in the old candle-box under the counter. [Exit Peter, l. Now, giandfather, here's your gruel — there, stir it up; it's nice and thick, (pours out basin of gruel from saucepan on hob, and gives it to SOLOMOX.) Sol. They broke into a house in Cheapside in eighteen nine. Mrs. p. (to Grace). I don't know what he's talking about; it's won- derful how he amuses himself with his own thoughts, (bar, bolts, and bell heard.) Re-enter Pbter, l., icith a jug in his hand. Peter. Now, mother, here's the beer. I've shut up ; no more flve- farthing customers to-night. Sit down — sit down, Tot. \they sit round the table — Grace, r., Peter, c, Mrs Probity, l ) Now, Tot, a nice bit o' this lobscouse. Ah, many a night, in our bachelor days, have your poor father and me supped together on tripe. Gkace. Oq tripe 1 Peter. Yes, on tripe ; — he was in the leather trade then — and talked about our schemes for making money. (/ieZps Grace) He did manage to make a little in foreign parts. Now. Patty, a bit o' this 1 He didn't buy shares in the Llanfrothy Copi)er Mines as /did, with my poor sav- ings, three year ago. Shares that co.st me ten pound each, and now wouldn't fetch me ten pence — got eightj'^ of 'em. Mrs. p. Ah, Peter; you wouldn't take my advice. Peter. Why, old woman, after I'd done it, and found out my bad bargain, you said you wouldn't have bought them if you'd been me — that was your advice. It's like prophesying, if a man hadn't died he'd a lived. But, there — there — the moneys gone — gone — gone! and I'm a poor man ; but I'm respected for all that ! Ain't I left sole execwtor and trustee to a heiress, eh. Tot ? (shop bell rings.) Mrs. p. (rises, and looks through door window, l.). Oh, lor ! it's Mr. Charles Chetty ! (opens door) Good evening, sir ; vt'on't you honor us by walking in, sir 1 Miss Emery is inside, sir. • Enter Charles Chetty, l. d. Peter (rising, and talcing off his apron). Proud to see you, sir, in my humble scantum scantorum. Excuse my speaking Latin so late at night ; proud to see you, sir. Charles [puts hat on desk, and crosses at back to n.). Grace, you see I've found you out. I was determined to come and bid you good-night, as I liadn't seen you to-day. So you've been to the broker's 1 Petkr (c). Sit down, sir, pray. (Charles crosses in front, and sits L. of table) Yes, we've been transacting a -lot o' business to-day ; sold out o' the three per cents — consols up at ninety-si.^ and three eights — noi so bad, eh ? What's your opinion, Mr. Chetty, junior. CiiAg. I don't trouble my head much about consols. Peter. No — quite so — ^just so. But as I'm sole executor and trustee, and you're the solicitors to the estate, we ought to take a little interest in it, eh ? Ex- use 7ne, you — you know. Would you honor us by tr}'- i^g a bit o' lobscouse 1 Sol. (to himself). I don't like lawyers. All rogues — all rogues ! Chas. Wliat's that 1 Mrs. p. (l.). Oh, it's grandfather, you mustn't mind him ; he doesn't know what he says ; lie tliinks he's thinking, (goes to Solomon and takes away the empty gruel basin.) Chas. 1 wish he'd think more pohtely. 12 THE CHIMNEY CORNER. Peter. It catne in very funny, thonsh, didn't it? ha I ha ! A won- derful man for turned ninety, eli, Mr Charles'? Ohas. Time he was gone, I sliould think. Peter {eating). Well, I don't see it in that way. That old man is my father, and a good father he was to me; we are all fond of hira, and if it wasn't out of the course of nature, I should like him to last as long as /lasted, for I should scarcely fancy a home without him. Will yon'obleege me by taking a bit o' this lobscouse 1 Chas. No, I thank you. Sol. Our .John ought to marry that gal! Chas. What does he say ? Grace. Nothing : don't pay any attention to hira, poor old man. Chas. I suppose, like children, "he repeats the remarks he learns in the family. , . ^ Peter. No, Mr. Charles, excuse me ; he didn t hear it from us, be- cause, in the first place, he's as deaf as a post. Chas. Then you may spare your other reasons. Sol. Whv don't you give me my gruel "? Mas. P. '{himling to Solomon). You've bad it— you've eat it! {to Charles) He forgets a thing the moment he's done it. John can make him understand better than anv of us ; he's very proud of John. Peter. And so, for the matter o' that, are loe, Mr. Charles. And now I've the opportunity of saying it, I hope he gives satisfaction in the office, and that when there's an opening you'll give the lad a sort of rise — ^just to encourage him. Mrs. p. Yes, sir ; I'm sure I shall feel grateful if you'll use your in- terest for the boy, and Grace will he grateful too ; won't you, Grace 1 Peter. Old woman, I object to that. As far as your being grateful, that's all well and good, but when you hold out Tot's gratitude, it looks like a bribe; and a bribe to a gentleman like Mr. Charles is an insult. By-the-bv, Mr. Charles, are you fond of pickled onions 1 Chas. Eh 1 „ , , Peter. I' v© some first-raters in the shop, and if you 11 put a bottle or two in your pocket Chas. I'm obliged to you— no. Peter, The object's nothing to me, you know. I buy them whole- sale, four bottles "at a time. But touching my boy ; whether you rise him'or not, I know he does his best to deserve it ; he's a noblo lad, and while we're on that subject, I'm sure you'll not think it out o' place when I say both me and the old woman felt that remark at the bottom of my friend Emery's will very keenly. Phil. Emery, sir, was at one time "like mv brother, and I shouldn't have expected he would have in- troduced any slur on the son of the man he thought worthy of making his sole executor and trustee. Chas. What is the " slur," as you call it I Peter. Why this here. I've got a copy of the will here {goes to desk for it) and I'll ju^t read it. , , , . Chas. {rises). Oh, spare me, Mr. Probity. I like to leave the shop at home. , , „ J. , ■ Peter {returns to table, they sil). Then there's no fear of being cluM-o-ed six-and-eightpence if you open your mouth (of course tins is onlyli little bit of friendly gossip). Here it is. {shoiring mil) Well, after leavin" his money and estate in trust to Peter Probity, chandler— that's me— for Grace So-and-so, and so forth, he goes on and declares his last wish that she should marry you, Charles Chetty. That's all fair aud above-board ; I don't object to that. Chas. Thank you! THE CHIIIXEY COKNER. 13 Peter. This is what sticks in my tliroat — tliis here proviser, or codi- cil, or wliatever j'ou call it— that before receiving her legacy, she is re- quired, within one calendar month of her father's death, to nial;e a written declaration never to marry my son John without the consent of your fatiier, or she loses every penny, and all the money is to go into vour father's pocket. Now, I say ail that's unkind, and I feel it — I feel it ! Chas. You're getting excited. Petek. Excited, Mr. Clietty ! He's a good lad, and don't ought (o have such a slur cast upon him. I'm vain of the boy ; and why shouldn't I be 1 I've spent every rap as I could screw out of my profits on his education, and he does me infamous credit. He's a good, honest, upright boy. Chas. For aught ^(?zi know. Peter. As I do know. I never heard a word against his conduct ; and I want to learn the cause of Emery's insult; for, put it how you will, it is an insult. Chas. AVell, my good sir, let us drop the subject. Grace. Stay I Is it possible, Peter, that you do not know the reason 1 Chas. Let's drop the si;bject, my dear girl. Grace (rises). No ! I must know one thing. Peter, is it possible that you have never been told Peter. Mercy on us! Told what 1 Chas. In a few words I'll enlighten you. A check from our iirm was paid, some seven weeks back, which turned out to be a forgery, and — — Peter {throwing doicn Ms Icnife and fork). Wliat? Chas. Mr. John Probity is the only clerk who had access to the check-book, and we — we, in point of fact — rather suspect him. Peter. And what says my son 1 AVhat said he, sir 1 Chas. We have never accused him — we did not think it policy 'to do so. Mrs. p. {p.rying). I'm sure that ray dear boy is as honest as the day. I'm sure Peter. Be quiet, old woman ! {rises — with trenibling voice) And your "policy," sir, is to stand in the way of my boy clearing himself of such an awful suspicion 1 Chas Well, as it's only ii suspicion, you see Peter. Only a suspicion ! Grace. But iny father, on his death-bed, and while signing that will, was told, Charles, by Mr. Chetty, that it was j9?'ot'erf against him; that John Probity had been guilty of forgery to a large amount. Chas I don't remember that. I am not answerable for my father's words ; he might or might not have said so. Grace. I heard it ; and I was not more shocked than I am now at learning that neither he nor his father were aware of the accusation. Peter {dashing his fist on the will). It's accounted for! Mus. P. {crying). It's a cruel shame — that's what it is ! PErEK. Quiet! quiet, old woman! {rises) Take these supper things away; I've Jiad enough ! {pause. Yeter goes down r., Mrs. Probity begins to clear away supper things.) Peter (r., icith as.''''iees it in Solo- mon's 7,'«Hrf, and S2:)eaks in Jds ear) This note — -for father I Now for my little store uf money whicli I linve lioaided for this purpose and hidden in this desk, (opens desk etnd takes out of ei secret draicer some money tcra2)ped in a jyajyer) Look, grandfather, I have some monej* — money! {shotcsit) Sol. Yes — yes — money ; / see. John {eiside). He will perhaps tell them that, and ease (heir minds respecting my immediate necessities. Farewell home! farewell, till I can revisit you with a lighter heart! [Krit, L. — the outside door is heard to shut— bell. Sol. Fine young fellow— strapping lad; my John — he's got the money — plenty of money — yes, yes — where — where's my hankeycher ? I want my gruel ! Re-enter Petkr, doion the stairs, e. Peter {humming a tune). " Bright chanticleer proclaims the dawn " — a scoundrel ! Til trounce him! \\hy, there's my old father there — ninety-one — in nine years he 11 be a centurion — and Ids father — all honest men — we've been noted as an honest family for three generations, and now to he — {sings desperately) " With a heigh ho ! tivj' tivy I tantivy ! tantivy!" Ill make him cry peccavi ! (.si«^.s) " This day a stag must die!" — and I must find another i)ipe ; can't get on to-night without smoking like a chimney a-fire. Tobacco's a soothative, as tlie doctors ."^ay ; so I'll get some nigeer-head out of the shop. Lor ! — there's tho fire quite out — I'll get a bundle of wood ; we must try and have hiia up again, {gets a, bundle of icood from l. (f fircplaee, and begins to put it into firegrate) Daddy ! it s bedtime for yon ; {baicls) Aru t you for Bedfordshire? Bedtime ! half-past ten — shall I help you ? Sol. Jolm's just gone out — he — he's got the money. Peter {lighting the fire). John ! nonsense ! John went out a long time ago ; he'll soon be in now, ])oor fellow— little guessing what he'll have to hear to-morrow; but we'll trounce 'em ! 1 must get another pipe ; I used the other as a vent-peg to my temper, {goes to l. of fire- place for pij)e. ) Sol. Hide the money ! hide it! lots o' thieves! Petei:. What do yon say, daddy ? Sol. The money ! the money ! (pointing to the desk.) Peter. Ah! I've left the key in the desk ! old daddy can see that; his eye-si^ht can't be so bad, after all {goes to the desk to lock it) The idea of having to set up and watch such a concern as this cash-box ! {looks into the desk) Snch a small concern as — as — this — where is it 1 where 7 — I — I surely— yes, I put it in here — {peisses his hand over his f)rehcad) Let me think; I — 1 can't think, I seem bewildered! What shall Idol I can't think! I've flurried myself, and scared awny niy memory. Did I not i)lace it here 1 Yes ! yes ! Wi'eie is it ? Oh, mercy on me — where 1 {looking about room) Has — has Patiy taken it, up stairs 7 — no — I'm sure I ])laced it in here ; but I'll ask her. {calling up the stairs) Patty ! Patty ! Mhs. P. {from above). 'iV hat's the matter ? Pi'/iER. Nothing's tho matter, mother; but come down directly, jdease. Mrs. P. I'll come. THE CHIMNEY COKNEK. 17 Peter. Of course it's allriglit! I'tn well aware o' that — it tnust be here somewhere — but, oh, lor, I'm in a cold perspiration, and feel — ah! ha! I'm sucli an old fool — feel' ready to faint. It mxifit be all rjulit ; but I left the ke\' in the lock — has — has any one been \ No — the shop door's snai)ped. Ha! ha! ha! he! he! howl shall laugh at myself directly, when I find it's all right. What a stew I'm putting my- self ill al)out nothing. Sol. John's got the money — plenty of money — took it out of the desk — plenty of money. Peter. What? what do you say 1 John been herel John 1 Sol. Ves, took the money and went away. Petek (crosses to Vi). He taken it 1 he? Oh, to some place of se- curity; but why not tell me 1 a foolish lad. {to Solomon i Wliat's that pai)er in your hand 1 {takes the note out of Solomon's hand) This is John's writing — this will explain it all. {opening note) Ha! ha! here's the old woman ; the engine comes when the fire's out. Enter Mrs. Pijobity from the staircase, r. You may go up again, mother, now ; but stay! here's something wrote by John. Where's my barnacles 1 — find my specs, there's a good soul — quick ! Ah, now for it. [puts on spectacles and reads) " Dear parents, I trust you will forgive your boy the present rash act " r sketch, 2 scenps 3 1 Stocks Up! Stocks D-^wn ! Negro farce, 1 scene 2 , Ticket Taker, Negro faice, 1 scene 2 , The Intelligence Oflico, Ethio- liiau sketch, 1 scene 2 1 , Deaf as a Post, Eihiopiau sketch, 1 scene 2 , Oh, Hush I iNegio Operatic ( ilio, 3 scenes 4 1 . Black Statue, Nigro farce, 1 scene ■* 2 , Blinks and Jinks, Etl>'oi)iari sketch, 1 scene 3 1 DE WITT'S ACTING PLAYS (Continued). No. 144. 34. 137. 111. 119. 165. 48. 33. 164. 109. 85. sr. 143. 189. 163. 154. 63. 39. 7. 49. 15. 46. 51. 184. 108. 188. 169. 130. 92. 193. 140. 115. 2. 57. 104. 112. 185. 84. 117. 171. 14. t73. 176. 90. 170. 33. 3. 97. 66. 172. 94. 45. 155. 178. 147. 156. 82. 127. 23 62. Lancasbire Lass, melodrama, 5 acts.l2 3 Larkins' Love Letters, farce, 1 act .3 2 L' Article 47, drama, 3 acts 11 5 Liar (The), comedy, 2 acts 7 2 Life Chase , drama, 5 acts 14 5 Living Statue (The), farce, 1 act 3 2 Little Annie's Birthday, farce, 1 act. 2 4 Little Kebel, farce, 1 act 4 3 Little Kuby, drama, 3 acts 6 6 Locked In, comedietta, 1 act 2 2 Lockedln with a Lady, sketch, 1 act. 1 1 Locked Out, comic scene 1 2 Lodgers and Dodgers, farce, 1 act.. 4 2 Leap Year, musical duality, 1 act. . . 1 1 Marcoretti , drama, 3 acts 10 3 Maria and Magdalena, play, 4 acts . 8 6 Marriage at Any Price, farce, 1 act. 5 3 Master Jones' Birthday, farce, 1 act. 4 2 Maud's Peril, drama, 4 acts. , 5 3 Midnight Watch, drama, 1 act 8 2 Milky White, drama, 2 acts 4 2 Miriam's Crime, drama, 3 acts 5 Model of a Wife, farce, 1 act 3 Money, comedy, 5 acts 17 Mr. Scroggins, farce, 1 act 3 Mr. X., farce, 1 act 3 My Uncle's Suit, farce, 1 act 4 My Wife's Diary, farce, 1 act 3 My Wife's Out, farce, 1 act 2 My Walking Photograph, musical duality, 1 act 1 Never Keckon Your Chickens, etc., farce, 1 act 3 New Men and Old Acres, comedy, 3 8 Nobody's child, drama, 3 acts 8 Noemie, drama, 2 acts 4 No Name, drama, 5 acts 7 Not a Bit Jealous, farce, 1 act 3 Not So Bad as We Seem, play, 5acts.l4 Not Guiit3', drama, 4 acts 10 Not Such a Fool as He Looks, drama, 3 acts 5 Noihing Like Paste, farce, 1 act 3 No Thoroughfare, drama, 5 acts and prologue 13 Off tlie Stage, comedietta, 1 act 3 On Bread and Water, farce, 1 act. . . 1 Only a Halfpenny, farce, 1 act 2 Only Somebody, farce, 1 act 4 One too Many for Him, farce, 1 act. 2 £100,000, comedy, 3 acts 8 Orange Blossoms, comedietta, 1 act. 3 Orange Girl, drama, in prologue and 3 acts 18 Ours, comedy, 3 acts 6 Our Clerks, farce, 1 act 7 Our Domestics, comedy farce, 2 acts 6 ■Our Heroes, military piay, 5 acts. . .24 Out at Sea, drama in prologue and 4 acts 16 Overland Route, comedy, 3 acts 11 Peace at Any Price, farce, 1 act 1 Peep o' Day, drama, 4 acts 12 Peggy Green, fan e, 1 act 3 10 Petticoat Parliament, extravaganza, in one act 15 24 Photographic Fix, farce, 1 act 3 2 A COMPLETE No. K. T. 61. Plot and Passion, drama, 3 acta 7 138. Poll and Partner Joe, burlesque, 1 act 10 3 110. Poppleton's Predicaments, farce, 13 6 50. Porter's Knot, drama, 2 acts 8 2 59. Post Boy, drama, 2 acts 5 3 95. Pretty Horse-Breaker, farce, lact.. 3 10 181 and 182. Queen Mary, drama, 4 act8.38 8 157. Quite at Home, comedietta, 1 act... 5 2 196. Queerest Courtship (The), comic op eretta, 1 act 1 1 132 Race for a Dinner, farce, 1 act 10 183. Richelieu, play, 5 acts 16 2 38. Rightful Heir, drama, 5 acts 10 2 77. Roll of the Drum, drama, 3 acts 8 4 13. Ruy Bias, drama, 4 acts 12 4 194. Rum, drama, 3 acts 7 4 195. Rosemi Shell, travesty, 1 act, 4 scenes 6 3 158. School, comedy, 4 acts 6 6 79. Sheep in Wolf's Clothing, drama, 17 5 37. Silent Protector, farce, 1 act 3 2 35. Silent Woman, farce, 1 act 2 1 43. Sisterly Service, comedietta, 1 act.. 7 2 6. Six Months Ago, comedietta, 1 act. 2 1 10. Snapping Turtles, duologue, 1 act. . 1 1 !i6. Society, comedy, 3 acts 16 5 78. Special Performances, farce, 1 act.. 7 3 31. Taming a Tiger, farce, 1 act 3 150. Tell-Taie Heart, comedietta, 1 act.. 1 2 120. Tempest in a Teapot, comedy, 1 act. 2 1 146. There's no Smoke Without Fire, comedietta, 1 act 1 2 83. Thrice Married, personation piece, lact 6 1 42. Time and the Hour, drama, 3 acts.. 7 3 27. Time and Tide, drama, 3 acts and prologue 7 5 133. Timothy to the Rescue, farce, 1 act. 4 2 153. 'Tis Better to Live than to Die, farce, 1 act 2 1 134. Tompkins the Troubadour, farce, 13 2 29. Turning the Tables, farce, 1 act. ... 5 3 168. Tweedie's Rights, comedy, 2 acts.. 4 2 136. Twice Killed, farce, 1 act 6 3 56. Two Gay Deceivers, farce, 1 act 3 133. Two Polts, farce, 1 act 4 4 198. Twin Sisters (The), comic operetta, 1 act 3 1 162. Uncle's Will, comedietta, 1 act 2 1 106. Up for the Cattle Show, farce, 1 act. 6 2 81. Vandyke Brown, farce, lact 3 3 134. Volunteei- Review, farce, 1 act 6 6 91. Walpole, comedy, 3 acts 7 2 118. Wanted, a Young Lady, farce, 1 act. 3 44. War to the Knife, comedy, 3 acts. . . 5 4 105. Which ofthe Two? comedietta, lact 2 10 98. Who is Who? farce, 1 act 3 12. Widow Hunt, comedy, 3 acts 4 5. William Tell with a Vengeance, burlesque 136. Woman in Red, drama, 3 acts and prologue 6 161. Woman's Vows and Mason's Oaths, 4 acts 10 11. Woodcock's Little Game, farce, 2 4 54. Young Collegian (Cantab.), farce, i 3 2 4 8 2 DESCRIPTIVE CATALOGUE of DE WITT'S ACTING PLAYS AND DE 'WITT'S ETHIOPIAN AND COMIC DRAMAS , containing Plot, Costume, Scenery, Time ot Representation and every other information, mailed free and post paid An Inflispisame Boo! for Afflatenrs. « ■^ »■ > HOW TO HAMaE AMATEtJE THEATBICALS. Being plain instructions for construction and arrangement of Stage, making Scenery, getting up Costumes, " Making Ux> " to represent different ages and characters, and how to produce stage Illusions and Effects. Also hints for the management of Amateur Dramatic Clubs, and a list of pieces suitable for Drawing Room Performances. 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