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AUTHOR OF THE CABINET, THE HEART OF MID-LOTHIAN, THE LADY OF THE LAKE, THE ENGLISH FLEET, THE JEW AND THE DOCTOR, IVANHOE, DON GIOVANNI, ETC., ETC. WITH AN ILLUSTRATION, AND REMARKS BY D 0. THOMAS HAILES LACY, THEATRICAL PUBLISHER, LONDON. First ‘performed at the Surrey Theatre , (under the Author s management ) , 1821. ao rt CO a oo o I O ^ 3 ? ~ CQ ; £3 si if 3 *“< *H ^ ; ? r no o o 3 j o 3 e 2 la sh . EH^S^ ^ £ g iS K S -=5^ Sh si bO s ig S • CO . . 03 'O *rf g g 3 j I c 3 '& S’® *7 =3 S|.^ g| I pq pqj^p^ gj U .' r* B 2 ^ 3 M M CZJ O ^ ^ ^ ^ <3 5Q Cq • O a • w 2^ “ w w a >* H5 K 5 < as rt O 3^ ^ PS o o H H H cj H M r-ri *5 <3 a< £ • r 4 > 1 C3 > ( 1 ) <73 I , o I 2 D -M > 02 03 J tH O > ^2 O 2 ^ 2 g 1 1«® 5= xs o pf £-a 0 .2 t5 111 ’g 8 ++ 03 7 T tD « c o o £ §} ? a Sh8 - Srt CO ^ PS .. PQ ' oq ^ a I 3 3 ^i, *• ai 2 02 g d ' I 2- g = 03^0 ■> O .£ rl • 9 .2 3 i 3 , oo '• P-( tH .. 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Who has not heard of the anec- dote of Beau Nash charging ten pounds for making a man huppy? — a beautiful trait of humanity, enough to redeem the many vanities of that exquisite fop : — ** Would you be bless’d 1 — The proper means pursue — Make others happy, and be happy, too. How trivial are the wants that life requires ; — The fault is less with fate, than our desires. Yet do we oft complain, our blindness such, That fortune gives too little, or too much ; Say, why too much, if worthily employ'd 1 Too little, if that little be enjoy'd V* * The aristocracy of birth, if the ancestry be honour- able, may admit of extenuation ; but the aristocracy of wealth , “ this yellow slave” that — “ Will knit and break religions ; bless the accurs’d ; — place thieves. And give them title, knee, and approbation, Wi h senators on the bench" is so truly preposterous, that we recommend all such as labour under the infatuation, to read Doctor Arbuthnot’s epitaph on the infamous Colonel Chartres, which, for fine point and just philosophy, deserves to be inscribed in letters of gold over every temple devoted to Mammon. The story of the Two Gregories exhibits the misuse of newly-acquired wealth — we shall not pause to ana- * The Time9 — a Poem. A 3 <5 REMARKS. lyse its probability. John Bull, Esq., having taken a trip to Paris, is attacked in the street by robbers, aud his life placed in jeopardy. Gregory, a servant out of place, in coining down, somewhat abruptly, three stairs of a dark entry, falls headlong among a set of civil gen- tlemen who are crying “murder!” and cudgelling each other moat unmercifully. The sudden interposition of Gregory’s person enables John Bull, Esq. to make his escape, leaving the intruder to be soundly drubbed in his stead. After receiving quantum stiff., Gregory awakes from his trance, when a voice salutes him, that he is the lucky rascal who has saved the Englishman’s life and property, and that he shall be amply rewarded for his services. He has just time to say that his name is Gregory , and that (the scene Paris!) he lives in Patty- pan Place. Now, it so happens that two persons of the name of Gregory are domiciled in that quarter ; accord- ing, therefore, to the invariable custom of farce, John Bull pitches on the wrong person whereon to shower his bounty; the consequence is, that a decent couple, Mr. Gregory and his wife, are. lifted above their proper sphere. Pride, jealousy, and a host of factitious wants incidental to that enviable state to which they are raised, perplex their minds ; and, if their cup runs over, it is ow ing to an extraordinary infusion of gall. 1 he right owner to the Englishman’s bounty is at length dis- covered. — Mr. and Mrs. Gregory having experienced the bitterness of prosperity — “ Prosperity’s a cheat, Despair is honest’’ — are prepared to resign uneasy wealth for contented po- verty ; but John Bull, having himself a mortal antipathy to refund, generously confirms them in their possessions, while the real Gregory is rewarded with a purse and a wife. 1 his is a pleasant piece ; and, as conveying a moral , is further entitled to cur regard, it is the production of Mr. T Dibdin, and was acted at the Surrey Theatre with good success. The character of Gregory has been played by Messrs. Fitzwilliam, VV. H. Williams, and Watkins Burroughs, very humorously. D G. ^Performance Free.] THE TWO GREGORIES. 0 SCENE I. — A Street. Enter La France, l. La F. Aha ! pauvre La France, valet de place, for von month, to Milord Monsieur Jean Bull, here in Paris ; I must spike bad Anglais by vay of practice — he nevair understand my vords, and I cannot understand his actions. He is an etourdi, a jeune Anglaishomme — dat is, he is foggy in de head, mad, distrait, comme un dandi — he has given avay yesterday a tousand pound, vis an annuity of fifty more, because a man save his life, and maybe to- morrow he shall shoot himself in de head — he cannot blow off his brains, because dat is non possible for him to have any at all — a tousand pound — bless me ! bless me ! John Bull, singing without , r. There was a jolly miller once Liv’d on the River Dee. LaF. Diable emporte de rivair Dee, and for de jolli millair, I vish he was in him ; I hear of him every two, tree, six, five minutes. Enter Mr. John Bull, r. Bull, [singing.) “ I care for nobody,” &c. Well, La France, have you seen my preserver ? La F. Sir, oui — a la distance. Bull. Has money made him happy ? La F. Eh bien ! — No, he is miserable to know vhere it is come from. Bull. And what he shall do with it, perhaps ; nay, but he can't be at a loss to guess who sent it, when he remem- bers his gallant behaviour to a stranger — but how does he bear his sudden prosperity ? La F. Oh ! comme un homme de bien — very well — he make de most of him — you have give him von tousand 8 THE TWO GREGORIES. pound ; and promise him fifty more every year : in France dat is grande deal of money — tree times more as in Eng- land ; and so he has dress his vife pretty, engage a petite maid, and is going to hire a garcon, and build his house. Bull. Hire a man ! La F. Oui garcon, here is an affiche ; a bill he has pub- lished. Bull. f< Wanted, at No. 26, Hue de 99 (rapidly reads it over.) Well, well, how I do envy this honest fellow; he has a right to make the most of his luck ; for even superior to the possession of good fortune is the consciousness of having deserved it — oh ! how I long to see his little merry laughing face, and the good-humoured hilarity of his spouse, (drops the bill while he is speaking.) La F. He no laugh at all, and as for madame, de good humour went away wid de pauvrete ; she no like de gay dress he buy for her ; she is jealous as de diable of de petite maid ; she is impatiente for de new homme to come, and she cannot bear to build de house. Bull. She’s a very sensible fellow, then, and her hus- band ought to know that fools build and wise men buy. La F. But your reconnoisance is too grande — you have given too mush — bless me ! a tousand pounds ! Bull. Why, zounds ! he saved me forty ; so, away with you — keep an eye on them ; I shall visit ’em myself pre- sently. La F. I go, saar — a tousand pounds Anglais ! If a man was evair so sensible, it is enough to put his head all round ; and to give so much avay at vonce — absolutely, I shall never understand Anglais. (Exit, L. e. Bull. Perhaps not ; but Englishmen understand that if the pleasures of giving and receiving are fairly b alanced the donor has, nine times out of ten, the largest share of heartfelt satisfaction. (Exit, R. Enter Gregory, l, calling after Mr. Bull. Greg. Sir ! sir ! No, he’s gone, and poor Gregory is again disappointed. Dear me ! what a sad thing it is to be out of place ; one would think it was written on one’s forehead ; all my old acquaintance cut me, and I can’t even get a mutton-chop to cut in return. When I had a good table every day, I was asked out because I couldn’t go, and now I want a hot dinner, all my friends look cold on me. Even my sweetheart Fanchette, who used to help me to many a tit-bit, has gone, I don’t know whither ; well off , I dare say — a pretty face gets a good place ; I wish I was THE TWO GREGOIUES. 9' pretty, or rich, or something ; all thrive but Gregory ; one picks up one thing, one picks up another, but I never picks up nothing, except a — ( sees the bill on the ground.) Eh! what’s this — well, it isn’t everybody can take up a bill now- a-days. ( takes it up and reads.) “ Wanted, at No. 26, Rue de” — Eh! why, this is the very street, “ a smart, good- looking ” — I’m the very boy to serve a kind master — he’s the man, and a mistress who shall do just what she likes with me. Oh, Gregory, Gregory, grumble no longer : luck lies in the way when we least look for it, and when things come to the worst, it’s ten to one if they don’t get better — Oh, dear, dear ! I want nothing now but to find Fanchette, and tell her all the good fortune I’m going to meet with. SONG — Gregory. — Air-r“ Cai IraN Dear, what a thing, Like a pig in a string, Is the heart of a lover, by Cupid laid hold on ; And since I first met With my darling Fanchette, All other beauties are lost upon me. Do, my little deary, have me, says I, — I won’t till I like it, she answers so sly : Well, says I, Miss, to be sure you’re a bold one, Oh, when we wed, ’Twill be said, what a head Or a heart that must be that must venture to scold one ; For, loving Fanchette, When I lay any bet, I was made to be her’s, and she made but for me. Once at the church, We shall leave in the lurch Every jealous quiz who would try to forestall me ; And I, like a man, Shall protect saucy Fan, When I march at the head of my family. Half-a-dozen pretty boys, And six little maids. When brought up to follow Their pa and ma’s trades; Dear daddy Gregory, I hope they’ll all call me; For oh, when we wed, ’Twill be said What a head Or a heart that must be that would venture to scold one ; For loving Fanchette, When I’ll lay any bet, I was made to be her’s, and she made for me. {Exit, l. 10 THE TWO GEE GOBIES. SCENE II.— Apartment in the house of Mr. Gregory. Fanchette discovered sweeping , and setting ihe room to rights. * ' Fanch. ( sitting down.) 0 dear ! how tiresome it is to be sweeping and scouring and dusting in a house where, the moment I havi put all to rights, master and mistress put all wrong again, working as I do, and slaving, and never taking a bit of rest, if it was ever so. I’ve been looking out of window this hour and a half, in hopes of seeing my old sweetheart and fellow-servant, Gregory, a kind soul that he was ; I should like to know what’s become of him ; he gave me this ballad, but I have so much to do, I don’t think I shall ever be able to learn it — eh ! no, that’s not it, that’s the love-letter I had from the one-eyed wagoner, and that’s a powder to make me dream of him who is to have me, and this is a charm for the toothache, and — ay, this is it, and while master’s out, and missus lying a bed, like an idle thing as she, I’ll try what old tune I can make it go to. SONG — Fanchette. — French Air. I fell in love one April morning, When sweetest blossoms began to spring, And from that day but one song could sing, While milking my cows at the dawning, Or folding my sheep at the pen. From that hour each other swain scorning, I thought him the nicest of men ; But silly girls find That first love is blind. Soft blew the breeze, all nature cheering, When first I met him in the vale, And his sighs seemed to echo the gale; His ditty enchanted my hearing, He carolled so sweetly — oh, then, Each word of his song, so endearing. Made me think him the sweetest of men, For true love is blind, As silly girls find. Gregory peeps on , l. 2. e. Greg. May a body come in ? • Fanch. Not till you knock at the door : who is it fright- ening a person so P Greg, (enters.) I want the gentleman of the house. Fanch. Why surely — oh, no ! Greg. Ah, ha, Fan ! THE TWO GEE GOBIES. 11 Fanch. Greg ! Greg. My dear little Fanch. Fellow servant, who Greg. Lived with you at Fanch. Mr. Puffpaste’s, confectioner Greg. And cook-shop man, No. 16 Fanch. Pattypan Place, next door to Greg. The Owl in an Ivy-bush ! 0 dear, dear, dear ! here’s luck upon luck ! here’s evolutions — here’s the works of nature. — I dreamed last night of my breaking my shins over a stewed fillet of veal, and here’s the good fortune I knew would follow. Fanch. But my poor Gregory, you’ve got mortal thin since you’ve left the eating house. Greg. Most people do when they leave eating : yes, got thin, and that’s all I have got. Fanch. And what brought you here ? Greg. Brought me — I found it — look — (shows the bill) it lay in my way ; this is No. 26, isn’t it ? Fanch. Yes. Greg. And the master of the house wants a man ? Fanch. He does ; and it will be a man of his own name if he hires you— for he is Mr. Gregory. Greg. An unlucky name it is — the Gregories, somehow, never do what’s right — but I am lucky for once, and should like this place if I only had a character. Fanch. Won’t your last master give you one ? Greg. Yes — and that’s the reason I won’t ask him — it would be such a bad one — perhaps my namesake will take me without one. Fanch. Why, as you say the Gregories never do right, perhaps he may. Greg. Or you can give me one. Fanch. That I can — so industrious — at dinner time, that you do the work of any three men in the parish ; so careful that you never break more than half the glass and china you attempt to carry ; so sober, you won’t touch even wine, when you can get brandy : and so quiet, you always get up last in the house for fear of disturbing the rest of the family. Greg. Well, I wish they’d ask me your character. Fanch. What would you say of me ? Greg. Nothing, because the least said is Fanch. Is it ? — And if you say no more good than you do Greg. Good ! why, it isn’t a month since I beat three thieves, saved a man’s life, and got — just nothing for my trouble. u. OF ILL LIB, 12 THE TWO GREGORIES. Fanch. I dare say — a fine idle tale — but if you come here, I must promise master to make you work as hard as I do — so, sit and let us hear this wonderful story. (5 they sit. Greg. Well, then, one night I happened to make a false step Fanch. I dare say you did. Greg. In coming down three stairs of a dark entry, and fell headlong among a set of civil gentlemen who were crying murder, and at the same belabouring another, who had a large portfolio in his hand, on whom I tumbled ; he ran away, and left me to be soundly drubbed in his stead. Fanch. How comical ! Greg. Yery. Fanch. And you didn’t run away, too ? Greg. I never do when I can’t — so, picking up one of their bludgeons, I shut my eyes, banged away to the right and left, bawled out lustily John ! Peter ! Harry ! as if I had comrades at hand, and when I was quite worn out with the blows I thought I gave to others, I ventured to look round, and the devil a soul was near me. Fanch. Ay, you woke from your dream. Greg. Hot I; I knew too well I was awake, and while boldly peeping about to see whether there were any more rogues — not that I was afraid, another voice said Fanch. Lud have mercy on us. Greg. Ho, it didn’t — it said something in English, about a jolly mill. Fanch. A jolly mill ? Greg. Yes; and said, who are you? — What’s your name ? — Where do you live ? Fanch. Anything more ? Greg. Yes — it said, you’re a lucky rascal ; for you have saved my life, and property to a vast amount, and I’ll pro- videfor you ; so, thinking it might turn to speak, says I to him, though I couldn’t see him, my name is Gregory, I live in Pattypan-place, and from that time to this I have never heard one single word more of the matter. Fanch. Ah, Gregory ! Gregory ! you were, as you say, born to be unlucky ; but call again in half an hour, and I’ll Greg. You’ll be my friend — speak for me — give me a good character ; the things I broke in my last place, you know, are now good for nothing ; the mistakes I made ought not to be repeated ; and the Fanch. Little boy that they did say was Greg. A poor little insignificant thing, not worth men- THE TWO GREGORIES. 13 tioning ; so do your best to help a poor lad, and where is the kind thing I won’t do for you in return. Fanch. Well, I will, then, for you often have been kind, and I never shall forget it. DUET — Fanchette and Gregory. Fanch. Since last we met, Little Fanchette Somebody’s kindness will never forget. Greg. And Gregory, too, has oft thought of you — Day and night, his delight* was his Fanchette* Fanch. Without knowing why, I have sigh’d. Greg. For my part, I’d like to have died. Fanch. Pray, tell me for who ? Greg. Why, only for you : Fanch. Nonsense ! you surely are joking ; Greg. No, no, ’tis your eye so provoking. Fanch. Dear me, dear me, fie, don’t, Gregory ! ! Greg. Dear me, dear me, what a nice lass you be j Fanch. Not long ago, I am sure you must know, You promis’d to marry me. Gregory, no ; I only, ’tis true, said, if so be you Were constant, perhaps you Might find me as true. And wouldn’t I make you my wife P Greg. Fanch. I can’t tell, indeed, till I’ve tried. Greg. When shall it be ? Fanch. Wait and you’ll see. Nonsense you surely are joking, &c. ( Exit Gregory Fanch. Well, now, for all I tease him, I shall be so happy if he comes here. Mr. G. (without, l.) Very well, I’ll take the law — see if I don’t. Fanch. If here isn’t my master, Mr. Gregory, looking as if he had been tumbled into a dust-cart. Enter Mr. Gregory, whimsically dressed , his hat and dark coat covered with dust, L. 2. E. Mr. G. Here ! here ! here’s a figure ! why, the people who saw me, when I was last in this house, will hardly know me again. Fanch. What’s the matter, sir ? Mr. G. (ivallcing about.) Because I don’t choose to forget I was once poor, and am now easy. 14 THE TWO GREG0RIE3. Fanch. Under the load of dirt, sir ! Mr. G. Because I was once a servant, and am now a master, and not forgetting how I was obliged to help others, I, out of mere good-nature, took up a poor man’s basket to put it on his shoulder, not seeing what it was he, like an ungrateful rogue, turns it over on my head; and, because sudden prosperity couldn’t blind me, I must be blinded by a dustman. Fanch. I’ll just get a cane that (runs off, l. Mr. Gr. It beats everything — and then to call it a joke, too. Oh, Gregory ! Gregory ! thine is the unluckiest name and race in the world ! Even the good intended thee comes to harm, and when kindness is meant, it falls so as to make one feel it. Fanch. (returning with a cane.) It does, indeed, sir. (beats his coat hard. Mr. G. Does, indeed ! what the devil are you at now ? Fanch. (striking him.) Turn t’other side sir — I can hit harder that way. Mr. G. Hit harder ! be quiet — why didn’t you bring a brush ? Fanch. Dear sir, why didn’t you say so before ? — There, that will do. (brushes him with the carpet broom.) Mr. G. Do ! yes, I think it will, Fanchette ; come here, come here, I say, hussy. What’s the use of my keeping a servant for the first time in my life, if she won’t do as I bid her — dear me, what a nice little girl you are. Fanch. That’s more than your wife thinks, sir. Mr. G. (taking out a paper.) What does she know about pretty girls ? — See, here’s the plan of my new house — I made it myself ; here’s the first story, this is the second, and that’s the third, with your room at the top, where you may see all over the city. * Fanch. Indeed ! well, give me the top story, and you may pull down the other two for what I care — and what’s this black place P Mr. G. That’s the cellar, where I shall keep all the wine I mean to drink your health in ; and that’s the parlour, and — Fanch. And where are the stairs to get to it. Mr. G. Stairs ! eh — oh — lud ! I forgot the stairs — but here’s where they will be — Enter Mrs. Gregory, r. u. e. look, my dear Fanchette, how I get from the cellar up to THE TWO GBEGOHIES. 15 the second floor ; then, leaving your mistress’s bedroom on the left, I comes right up into your chamber. Fanch. And then what does misses say to that ? Mrs. G. ( bouncing forward.) Why, that you are a very forward saucy hussy, to suffer my husband to be such a — a brute. Mr. Gr. Me, my dear ? Mrs. Gr. You, Mr. Innocence ! Did not I overhear you coming out of the cellar, leaving your poor, dear, lawful spouse’s bedroom, and going up to the maids ? and you to encourage him ! Fanch. I’m sure I only wanted to see how far his impu- dence would carry him. Mrs. Gr. Out of my sight, minx I Fanch. Why, lud ! ma’am, it’s only a plan. Mr. Gr. That’s all, my love — a plan of my own, too. Mrs. Gr. I see it’s a plan, but one you shan’t follow— begone, madam ; pack up, and plan your way out of my house. Fanch. I said how it would be, sir ; and now here’s misses giving me warning, because you won’t take it. Mrs. G. Mr. G. Fanch. Mrs. G. Fanch. Mr. G. All. Fanch. Mr. G. Mrs. G. Mr. G. Mrs. G. Mr. G. Fanch. TEIO. — Air — “ Voulez vous danser Youlez vous march, my pert ma’amselle Dear Javotte, why so hot. Nobody cares, ’tis vastly well, — So keep your passion under. You must quit me, miss, to-day ; Please my wages first to pay. Fire and furies, why these airs, And all for what, I wonder. Never j } ladies > P ra y ~ Still take care, of men beware. Calm and sunny though to-day, ’Twill change to rain and thunder. Pay me before I quit my place : Dear Fanchette, don’t go yet; Courting the girl before my face ! I’ll go and call assistance, {going, he stops her . Prithee, be quiet. Let me loose, You brute ! you minx ! You child ! You goose ! 16 THE TWO GREGORIES. Mr, G. Death and the devil ! ’tis no use ; I’ll make you keep your distance. * tvt f married, ) t _ . All. -Never j be j ealous J ladies, pray, Ac. (Exit Fanchette, door l. u. e. Mr. G\ My dear ! Mrs. G. My love ! Mr. G. Do you know, I think you’ve made a great fool of yourself ? Mrs. Gr. That I have, for bemeaning myself to marrv a servant. Mr. G. Why, wasn’t you a servant ? Mrs. G. No, not exactly a servant ; I was a sort of — Mr. G. A sort of what? Wasn’t you a laundry girl, cook, and — Mrs. G. Never, Sir ; I never was even — Mr. G. Wasn’t you a maid at the house of — Mrs. G. Never, Sir ; never was a maid, in all my life ! I was always a companion. Mr. G. Worse and worse ! never a maid, and always a companion! Well, well; we were both poor when we married, and now we are suddenly made rich by we don’t know who, and got a little fortune, though we can’t tell where it comes from. Surely, we shouldn’t be unkind to those who are now what we ourselves were — consider that poor Fanchette — Mrs. G. Is all you think of ; you don’t love me now you are grown rich, but Fanchette is never out of your head. When I dropped my fan at the play, it was, “ Allow me to pick up my dear Fanchette.” If I ask what you’d like for dinner, its “Oh, I should prefer a well-dressed Fan- chette and at church — Mr. G. At church, if you were to preach a sermon, the text would be Fanchette. Come, come, give me a kiss, and own you are a jealous wiseacre. When we were fellow -servants, you were jealous of me with your mistress, and now you are mistress, you’re jealous of the maid. Mrs. G. Mr. Gregory, Mr. Gregory, keep in your proper spear, and remember you are now a master. Mr. G. Mrs. Gregory, Mrs. Gregory, my being a master ought never to make me forget I am a man ; besides, I was so lately a servant, I can’t help talking to folks in my own spear, as you call it. If a knock comes to the door, I run and open it from habit, am always ready to answer your bell every time you ring it, and only yesterday I actually caught myself waiting at table behind my own chair. THE TWO GREGORIES. 17 Mrs. G. Well, well ; only send that puppet Fanchette about her business, and that’s all I care for. j Enter Gregory, l. 1. e. Mr. G. Hush ! here’s company ; you forget, now we’re rich, how many visitors come to us, whether we know ’era or not. Greg. Sir, I — I have the honour to — Mr. G. Sir, the honour’s mine. Mrs. G. Yes, Sir, we both have the honour — Greg. Could I see the master of the house ? Mr. G. Sir, pray sit down, and I’ll fetch him directly. Mrs. G. Husband ! Mr. G. Lord, I forget I am the master myself ! Indeed, while you are by, my dear, I always do. I believe I ought to sit down myself, (pulls away the chair just as Gregory is going to sit down — he falls.) Greg. Why, there now ! Mr. G. What’s the matter P Greg, (on the ground.) Nothing ; you bade me sit down, and here I am. Mrs. G. For shame, husband, (helps up Gregory.) Mr. G. Pray excuse the accident ; I did it promiscuously, and hope you’ll — I wish I had my book of compliments — I hope you’ll honour me with your commands. Greg. Oh, what, then, you’re the master of the house. Mr. G. Yes, and here’s my dear little Javotte. Greg. Lord, what a lovely kreter ! Mrs. G. Dear me, what a clever little man ! (aside.) I’m sure he’s one of the gentry. Greg. Only let me please that dashing daughter of yours, and I am your man. Enter Fanchette, door l. u. e., listening , and occasionally retiring. Mr. G. Daughter ! why, zounds, it’s my wife. Mrs. G. For shame to swear so — if I have the misfor- tune to be your wife. Greg. Only let your husband hire me, and you’ll have the happiness to be my mistress. Mrs. G. How ! what ! want a place — why, by your talk, I took you for some great man. Greg. And where’s the great man that does not want a place — didn’t Fanchette speak for me P Mrs. G„ There, Fanchette again ; she has ’em all in tow. 18 THE TWO GREGORIES. Mr. G. Yes — Fanchette did speak of you, site abused you — barkye ! ( aside to him.) My wife bates Fancbette, and if sbe thinks you a friend of hers, out you’ll go — I like you so — if you wisb to stay you must abuse Fancbette now, and explain it to ber afterwards. Mrs. G. How rude to whisper — what are you telling him ? Mr. G. That Fancbette says he’s good for nothing. Mrs. G. Then hire him directly ; I should like to have one man in the bouse sbe don’t set her cap at. Greg. Set ber cap at me ? sbe needn’t do that while her misses is by — when I went to England, I was sworn at Higbgate — she’s no more to compare to you, ma’am, than a farthing candle to a flambeau — sbe indeed ! Mrs. G. [gives him money.) Young man, there’s earnest that you’re engaged. Mr. G. Keep your dignity, Mrs. G. Now, young man, stand further off — and answer me — Mrs. G. Ob ! he’ll answer, I’ll be bound. Mr. G. What’s your name ? Greg. ( taking out apples and munching them.) Sir ! Mr. G. It’s not right to eat before your master ; — (snatches an apple and munches also.) bow old are you ? Greg. Hey ? Mr. G. How old are you, and where were you born ? Greg. Don’t speak with your mouth full — I was born at home, and lived last in Pattypan Place. Mrs. G. Well, I declare, so did we — we lived at a fruiterer’s — Mr. G. Do stop your mouth — [gives her an applet which she pares and eats also.) Can you wait at table P Greg. Yes, and take away a plate before you’re half helped. Mr. G. Are you as good at breaking plates as Fanchette ? Greg. Better — that is, I never break anything on pur- pose, except now and then by accident — I speak the truth, plain, fair, and aboveboard, upright and downright. Mrs. G. Then, send away Fanchette and hire him directly, Mr. G. Well, let’s see how you can lay a cloth ; go tell Fanchette to give you the dinner -tray — Greg. I will, sir. (Fanchette disappears. Mr. G. He won’t do it as I used. The moment any one called Gregory ! Greg, (returning.) Sir. Mrs. G. Why, your name’s not Gregory. THE TWO GRE GOBIES. 19 Greg. It was when I came in — whose is it now ? Mrs. G. Your master’s. Greg. What ! have yon hired my name, too, eh, misses ? Mrs. G. When you speak to me, you mustn’t say misses, but madam — Greg. Yes, misses, I’ll say madam. Mrs. G. Tell Fanchette I want her. Greg. Yes, misses madam ; and now you shall see how soon I can get rid of the dinner things. (Exit, L. u. e. Mr. G. Will he suit, wife ? Mrs. G. We shall see that when he has a character, though I think he must be honest, by Fanchette’s not liking him. Mr. G. Why, look ! he’s coming already. Greg, (without.) Stand clear ! out of the way ! here they are. Enter Gregory, l. u. e., loaded with plates, bottles , bread- basket, Sfc. Mr. G. Here they are, indeed — why the devil do you take so many at once. Greg, ('putting them awkwardly on a table.) To make the greater dispatch ; when I go to work, I like to do things by wholesale. ( drops plates ) — Mrs. G. screams. Mr. G. Stupid fool ! is that the way to carry things ? Greg. No, that’s the way to let ’em fall. Mr. G. The stupid fellow never can have been in ser- vice: look at me. (takes a pile of plates from the table.) There, I could carry these from one end of the town to the other, and not break one of them. Greg. Oh, but let’s have fair play, master — I carried this bottle, and this basket, and this cover, and — (puts them on the plates as he speaks.) Mr. G. Well, and look here, I could carry these for an hour, and never — (walks about , Gregory following him close , so that, on Mr. G.’s suddenly turning round, he tumbles against Gregory, and lets all fall together.) Greg. Stupid fool ! is that the way to carry things ? Mrs. G. I shall go mad ! Mr. G. ’Tis devilish provoking, to be sure, (taking a pinch of snuff.) Greg. It be, sir, devilish provoking, indeed, (takes a pinch of snuff out of Mr. G.’s box.) Mr. G. How dare you take that liberty ? Greg. Liberty ! I took it for snuff — there it is again. (puts it back.) 20 THE TWO GRE GOBIES. Enter Fanchette, l. u. e. FInch. Did you want me, ma’am. Mrs. G. Yes, ma’am; you must quit your place, because your master’s too fond of you. Fanch. You’ll keep yours a long while, then. Mr. Gr. Hush, child. Fanch. Hush yourself ; d’ye think I didn’t overhear how you all abused me; and you, too, (to Gregory.) what, you’ve been at your old work? — (pointing to the broken crockery) and though I shan’t break my heart at losing your place, ma’am, I wish you joy of your new man ; and I’ll forfeit all the wages due to me, if at staying of an errand, lying abed in a morning, idling all day, getting tipsy at night, and breaking everything at all hours, you’ll ever find a more complete man, than that fool Gregory. (Exit, L. U. E. Mrs. G. There’s insolence ! but I’ll follow and make her pack up in good earnest. (Exit, L. u. e. Mr. G. (ruminating.) ’Twas a little too bad — that fool Gregory ! Greg, (ruminating.) That fool Gregory I Mr. G. The impudent ! Greg. Saucy ! Mr. G. Fool Gregory ! Greg. Ay, fool Gregory ! Mr. G. Who do you call fool ? Greg. ’Twas she called me so ! Mr. G. Bless me ! why, you lived lately in the same street I came from, as my master used to say ; is your name similar ? Greg. Ho, it’s Gregory ! Mr. G. Of what family ? Greg. My father’s, by the mother’s side. Mr. G. Hem ! is your family name Gregory, paternally, maternally, or aunternally — for it appears we are name- sakes. Greg. Why, sir, in respect to my generology, you see my great uncle was, as a body may say — (a loud rat-tat at the door.) somebody knocks. Mr. G. (starting.) I’ll run to the door. (Exit, l. Greg. Do — my master would make an excellent servant. Well, who is it? Mr. G. (returning.) A very well-dressed, gentlemanly man. Greg. Well, ask hyn in, but don’t let him stay, because dinner’s nearly ready, and it’s time I saw the goose dished. (Exit, l. u. E. THE TWO GREGORIES. 21 Mr. G. That’s a cursed free and easy chap — pray walk in, sir. Enter John Bull, l. 1. e. It’s the first time of our meeting, and hang me if ever 1 saw such an impudent rascal in all my days. Bull. I’m very much obliged to you — meaning me, sir ? Mr. G. You, sir ! 0, no ; I meant a fellow that’s a dis- grace to the name of Gregory. Bull. That’s a pity ; I honour the name of Gregory and no Gregory more than he who lately lived in Pattypan Place. Mr. G. That’s me. Bull. You received the packet, the annuity, the money, and the letter I sent you ? Mr. G. And the promise of — Bull. Not. more than you have earned ; you guess, of course, who it came from ? Mr. G Not I, nor where ; but, poor as I was, and, rich as it made me, I hope I’m honest enough to try to deserve it. Bull. Why, you have deserved it — did not you save my life ? Enter Fanchette, with a bundle , l. u. e. Fanch. Good bye, sir ! I little thought I should go so soon. Mr. G. Hush ! here’s a gentleman — I’ll speak to you presently. Fanch. Very well, sir; I don’t mind going — only, as things were like to be so comfortable with my new old fellow-servant, I thought — oh dear ! oh dear ! Bull. Why, what’s the matter, pretty maid P I was ip hopes no one was unhappy in this house. Fanch. (crying.) I am only gq--go — going away, sir, that’s all ; I’ve taken leave of Greg-— Greg— -Gregory, and now I mustn’t st — stay any longer. Bull. But you shall, though, if I have any interest, ehan’t she, my brave boy ? Mr. G. Yes, she shall, if you’ll ask my wife. Bull. Well, wait, my pretty maid, and I’ll set all right ; or, if not, I’ll get you a better place. Fanch. (sobbing.) Thank ye, sir ; it isn’t because of the n — n — new m — m — man, but I’d rather stay where I am, if you please, sir. Mr. G. Well, stay, awhile ; Javotte will be here pre? sently. Fanch. Y — y — yes, sir. (retires up and sits on the table.) 22 THE TWO GREGORIES. Mr. G. Now, sir, pray do tell me what you mean about saving your life ? Bull. It was a very ridiculous thing, though it had like to have ended so seriously ; and, as it would be dry telling the story, and you French folks love music, I’ve put it in lines to an old English tune. * SONG -John Bull. Air: “ The Thorn .” From my well-cramm’d portfolio, three ruffians requested I’d yield every note I had got ; But I told them to yield was a thing I detested, And, for my part, I’d much rather not ; No, by heavens ! I exclaim’d, may I perish, If ever I give to such rascals a jot. Then I chalk’d out a ring, and implor’d them to tarry, And take one by one a fair round : But they all came at once with what weight they could carry, When a friend I most luckily found ; And now by heavens; I swear, may I perish, If e’er my preserver shall be left aground. Mr. G. And so you were preserved ? Bull. By the courage of honest Gregory — by yours, my good friend ; and when I forget it, may dear England for- get me. Fanch. So, so — this is worth listening to. Mr. G. Well ! I dare say you won’t forget it ; but hang me if I remember a word of it. Bull. Impossible ! When I happened to have a fortune in my portfolio, three men attacked me ; they tried hard for that and for my life — you came — they fled, and I remain your debtor. Mr. G. I remember one night being uncommonly tipsy — but that couldn’t be it, neither ; three men, did you say ? Fanch. (colling forward.) Sir, did you say you were at- tacked by three men, in a place where there were three steps down ? Bull. Yes. Fancii. And one man tumbling down those steps came to your help P Bull. Yes. Fanch. And saved your life P Bull. Yes; and all my property — and there he is — the honest, plain, good-looking, smiling Gregory. Fanch. (calling.) Gregory ! Bull. Do you say it was not Gregory ? THE TWO GREG0RIES. 23 Fanch. Oh, no! (calls.) Why, Gregory! Gregory! Gregory ! Bull. What the devil’s the matter with the girl ? Enter Gregory, with a goose on a spit, l. u. e. Greg. What’s the matter ? Is the house falling ? Fanch. Make haste ! make haste ! make haste ! Greg. Let me dish my dinner. Fanch. (knocking down the goose.) Never mind your dinner, but look at that gentleman. Did you ever see him before P Greg. No ; did you P What’s he to this dear little animal, when one’s so hungry ? Fanch. Did you ever hear him before ? Pray, sir, do you know anything about a jolly miller ? Bull, (sings.) There was a jolly miller once, Lived on the river Dee. Greg. Ah ! oh, lud ! oh, dear ! that’s my man ! Sir, do you remember — “What’s your name?” “Where do you live ? ” “ Sir, my name is Gregory, and I live in Pattypan Place,” and I thrashed the three men till I couldn’t see ’em, and — Mr. G. And my name is Gregory, and I lived in Patty- pan Place, and I never thrashed anybody in all my born days. Bull, (to Mr. G.) Then you have received the reward due to this brave lad. Mr. G. That’s a misfortune, and not a fault ; there’s the direction of the parcel, and your own valet -de- place brought it. Greg. Don’t mind ; he looks very cross, but I’ll stand your friend ; and if he says three words, I’ll — Mr. G. No ; you’re a good lad, you’re a true Gregory. I wasn’t proud when I got this fortune, and he that hasn’t made an ill use of good luck, needn’t blush when it for- sakes him. I’ll seek Javotte ; I was angry with her, but now ; and at this moment I feel so sorry for her disappoint- ment, that I’d give all I thought I was worth, ten times over, to bring her comfort. (Exit, L. u. e. Bull. My worthy lad, then it was you who did this generous act P Fanch. Yes, sir, it was him. Bull. And all I have done, and meant to do for your namesake, belongs to you. J Fanch. Dear, dear, Gregory, I — I have a sort of a re- spect — a sort of a something for you — but I’m sorry, too — Greg. Fanchette, I have had a sort of a something when 24 THE TWO GREGOEIES. a — you know what I mean, for you ; but now, if I wasn’t ashamed, I’d say, I love you still better for considering master and misses — they will be sadly disappointed— we were their servants. Fanch. She turned me away, to be sure — but that was because master was kind to me. Greg. And I was kept because misses liked me — let ’em go halves. Bull. In what ? Fanch. Ay, in what? Greg. In your goodness, sir. I know you won’t think the worse of us, though we are not English folks, if we say — you say it, Fanchette. Fanchette. That the happiness that’s built on the disap- pointment of another is — what is it, Gregory ? Greg. Why, it is — what do you think, sir ? Bull. Think ! that if happiness doesn’t reward you, she is a false, fickle — Who the deuce is this ? Enter Mr. and Mrs. Gregory, in very plain clothes , l. u. e. Mr. G. (i to Mrs. G.) Don’t fret — I never knew how much I loved you before ; and, while I’ve hands to work, you shall never be dependent on man, woman, or child. Mrs. G. Oh, Gregory, how ashamed I am to have been jealous of so good a husband ; or to have thought that hussv Fanch. What ! Greg. Hush! a true heart respects the unfortunate. (aside to her.) Master, misses — madam, I mean — what would you please to have ? Mr. Gr. I wish to be man of all work ; Mrs. G. — that is, Javotte, to be maid of all work ; and if you’ll take back your own, which we have possessed by mistake, we’ll charge you nothing for all you have broke and destroyed already. Fanch. Dear, dear misses, do — do let us be your servants. Greg. Dear master, for our namesake, let me be your man? Mr, G. I’ll — I’ll — I’d see you and myself hanged be- fore I’d rob a rogue, let alone an honest man ; here, here is your balance: see, sir, what it would be in English money ? Eight hundred and seventeen pounds, six shil- lings, and three -pence halfpenny farthing. Bull. All which you shall keep I’ll take care of them ; that is, provided Fanchette marries her fellow-servant. Fanch. For the good of master and misses. I’ll do anything. TWO GREGORIES. 25 Mrs. &. And will you forgive me, Fanchette P Fanch. Yes, if you won’t be so civil to Gregory. Mr. G. I’ll answer for that. Bull. And, if we all forgive unintentional faults, we shall finish with a happy evening. FINALE. — Air : “ La Belle Isabel Mr. G. Dear Javotte, I tell you what, We never will again set up for gentlemen. Greg. And dear Fanchette, we’ll care forget, And who so gay as you and me. Mr. G. While each jovial evening passes, Merry may you meet us, With good-humour greet us. Greg. Happy all kind lads and lasses Cheery, airy, frank, and free. Chorus. While each jovial evening passes, &c. Mrs. G. And, sir, to you, our thanks are due. Fanch. (to Bull.) Happy may you see Your land of liberty. Bull. There was a jolly miller once, Lived merry on the river Dee. Mrs. G. And while each jovial evening passes, Merry may you meet us, Fanch. With good humour greet us, Happy all kind lads and lasses, Cheery, airy, frank, and free. Chorus. While each jovial evening passes, &c. Gregory. Fanchette. Mr. Bull. Mrs. G. Mr. G. (r.) (c.) (l.) 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