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• Mr. Smith. Yes, fir. Dornton. And
you don't know where he is gone ? «Mr. Smith. He did not tell me, fir. • Dornton. [ Angrily] I ask if you krow! • Mr. Smith. I believe to Newmarket, fir,
• Dornton. You always believe the worst !—I'll fet up no longer Tell the servants to go to bed-And do you hear, Mould he apply to you for money, don't let him have a guinea.
• Mr. Smith. Very well, fir.
• Dornton. I have done with him; he is henceforth no son of mine! Let him (tarve !
• Mr. Smith. He acts very improperly, fir, indeed. · Dornton. Improperly! How? What does he do? [Alarmed. • Mr. Smith. Sir! • Dornton. Have you heard any thing of ?
* Mr. Smith. (Confused]No-No, fir--Nothing--Nothing but what you yourself tell me.
• Dornton. Then how do you know he has acted improperly? * Mr. Smith. He is certainly a very good-hearted young gentie
• Dornton. Good-hearted ! How dare you make such an affer, tion?
• Mr. Smith. Sir! '• Dornion. How dare you, Mr. Smith, insult me so? Is not his gaming notorious; his racing, driving, riding, and associating with knaves, fools, debauchees, and black legs?
• Mr. Smith. Upon my word, fir--I
! Dornton. But it's over! His name has this very day been struck put of the firm! Let his drafts be returned. It's all ended! [Pal. fonate!] And, observe, not a guinea ! If you lend him any yourfelf I'll not pay you. I'll no longer be a fond doating father! Therefore take warning! Take warning, I fay! Be his distress what it will, not a guinea! Though you should hereafter see him begging, starving in the streets, not so much as the loan or the gift of a single guinea !
[With great pasion, • Mr. Smith. I hall be careful to observe your orders, fir.
• Dornion. Sir! (Terror] Why, would you see him ftarve ? Would you see him starve and not lend him a guinea? Would you, fir? Would you ?
• Mr. Smith. Sir!--Certainly not, except in obedience to your orders!
• Dornton. [ Amazement and compaion] And could any orders justify your sceing a poor unfortunate youth, rejected by his father, abandoned by his friends, starving to death?
"Mr. Smith, There is no danger of that, fir.
| Dornton. I tell you the thing fhall happen! He shall starve to death! [Horror at the supposition] I'll never look on him more as a
fon of mine? and I am very certain, when I have forsaken him, all the world will forsake him too. (Almost in tears.] Yes, yes! He is born to be a poor wretched outcaft!
• Mr. Smilh. I hope, fir, he still will make a fine man.
• Dornton. Will? - There is not a finer, handsomer, nobler looking youth in the kingdom; no not in the world!
• Mr. Smith. I mean a worthy good man, fir.
• Dornton. How can you mean any such thing? The company he keeps would corrupt a saint.
• Mr. Smitb. Sir, if you will only tell me what your pleasure is, I will endeavour to act like a faithful servant.
• Dornton. I know you are a faithful servant, Mr. Smith (Takes his hand] I know you are. But you - You are not a father.'
The following is equally characteristic of the father and fon.
• Enter Mr. Smith, in confternation. • Mr. Smith. Bills are pouring in so fast upon us we shall never get through!
• Harry. (Struck] What !-What is it that you say?
• Mr. Smith. We have paid our light gold so often over that the people are very surly!
• Dornton. Pay it no more! Sell it instantly for what it is worth, disburse the last guinea, and shut up the doors!
· Harry. (Taking Mr. Smith afide] Are you serious ? • Mr. Smith, Sir!
• Harry. (Impatiently] Are you serious, I say?-Is it not fome trick to impose u pon me?
* Mr. Smith. Look into the shop, fir, and convince yourself! -If we have not a supply in half an hour we must stop! [Exit.
• Harry. [Wildly] Tol de rol - My father! Sir! [Turning away] Is it possible?-Disgraced ?-Ruined ?-In reality ruined? By me?--Are these things so ?-Tol de rol
• Dornton. Harry!-How you look !-You frighten me!
Dornton. Hear me, Harry !
• Harry. Don't droop! [Returning] Don't despair! I'll find relief-[Afde] First to my friend - He cannot fail? But if he should ! - Why ay, then to Megæra !--I will marry her, in such 2 cause, were she fifty widows, and fifty furies ! • Dornton. Calm yourself, Harry! Harry, I am calm ! - Very calm !-It shall be done !-Don't
be deje&ted - You are my father - You were the firft of men in the first of cities--Revered by the good and respected by the great -You Alourished prosperously!- But you had a son! - I remember it!
• Dornton. Why do you roll your eyes, Harry? • Harry. I won't be long away!
« Dornton. Stay where you are, Harry! [catching bis hand) All will be well! I am very happy! Do not leave me!-I am very happy ! - Indeed I am, Harry!-Very happy!
Harry. Tol de rol-Heaven bless you, fir! You are a worthy gentleman !-I'll not be long! • Dornton. Hear me, Harry!-I am very happy!
• Enter a Clerk. « Clerk. Mr. Smith, fir, desires to know whether we may send to the Bank for a thousand pounds worth of filver.
• Ilarry. (Furiously] No, scoundrel ! [Breaks away and Exit.
• Dornton. (Calling and almost sobbing) Harry!-Harry !-I am very happy!-Harry Dornton! [In a kind of supor] I am very happy!-Very happy!
[Exit following.' Various incidental representations of fashionable life are, perhaps, correctly drawn; but, removed from the vortex, we cannot judge of the fidelity of the likeness. We hope, for the credit of human nature, that they are caricatures. We shall add but one specimen of the language of Goldfinch. Characters of this kind have been often on the stage, but the following is an amended copy of an heterogeneous animal, according to the last and most improved edition.
• Enter Jenny.
Goldfinch. Can't see me? [Vexed] Take Harriet an airing in the phaeton !
Harry. What, is Harriet your favourite ? * Goldfinch. To be sure! I keep her.
Harry. You do? • Goldfinch. Fine creature ! • Harry. Well bred ?
Goldfinch. Just to my taste! - Like myself, free and easy. That's your sort !
• Harry. A fine woman?
· Goldfinch. Prodigicus! Sister to the Irish Giant ! Six feet in her stockings !—That's your fort ! - Sleek coat, flowing mane, broad chest, all bone !--Dalhing figure in a phaeton !-Sky blue habit, scarlet fash, green hat, yellow ribhands, white feathers, gold band and tasfel!-.'That's your
fort! Harry. Ha, ha, ha! Heigho!- Why you are a high fellow, Charles!
Goldfinch. • Goldfinch. To be sure ! Know the odds! - Hold four in hand !-Turn a corner in stile !-Reins in form—Elbows square -Wrist pliant-Hayait ?-Drive the Coventry stage twice a week all summer – Pay for an inside place-Mount the box-Tip the coachy a crown— Beat the mail – Come in full speed !-- Rattle down the gateway ! - Take care of your heads!--Never killed but one woman and a child in all my life- That's your sort ! [Going. • Jenny. [Afide to Goldfinch] Take him with you. (Exit,
Goldfinch. Want a hedge Take guineas to pounds Precipitate against Dragon • Harry. No.
Goldfinch. [ Afide] Wish I could have him a few!-Odd or even for fifty ? (Drawing his hand clenched from his pocket. ]
• Harry. Ha, ha, ha! Odd enough!
. Goldfinch. Will you cut a card, hide in the hat, chuck in the glass, draw cutts, heads or tails, gallop the maggot, swim the hedgehog, any thing?
• Ilarry. Nothing.
. Goldfinch. I'm up to all — That's your fort !-Get him with me and pigeon him. (Afide) - Come and see my greys-Been to Tattersall's and bought a set of fix-Smokers !-Beat all England for figure, bone, and beauty !-Hayait, charmers !-- That's your fort !-Bid for two pair of mouse ponies for Harriet.
• Harry. Ha, ha, ha! The Irish Giantess drawn by mouse ponies !
• Goldfinch. Come and see 'em.
• Harry. (Sarcasically] No. I am weary of the company of Atable-boys.
• Goldfinch. Why so ? - Shan't play you any tricks - If they squirt water at you, or make the colts kick you, tell me, and I'll horsewhip 'em-Arch dogs ! Deal of wit! • Harry. When they do I'll horsewhip them myself. Goldfinch. Yourself ?--'Ware that !-Wrong there! Harry. I think I should be right.
Goldfinch. Do you !-What-Been to school? • Harry. To school !-- Why yes-I• Goldfinch. Mendoza!-Oh!-Good morrow! [Exit.'
Upon the whole, this comedy is not unworthy of the approbation it has received from the public.
Instances of the Mutability of Fortune, selected from ancient and modern History, and arranged according to their Chronological
Order. By X. Bicknell. 8vo. 55. Boards. Jordan. 1792. No incident occurs more often in perusing history than the
mutability of fortune ; and, the certainty of death excepted, none has been rendered more subservient to the pur
poses of the divine and the moralist. With respect, however to improvement in political knowledge, which is one of the chief objects of historical research, it may be questioned, whether the confideration of this mutability can afford any important advantage; for, in general, we find, that in those instances where a reverse of fortune is most conspicuous, the mutability has been owing to circumstances which could neither be foreseen nor prevented by human wisdom. But we may observe, that the case is different, when the transition, either to prosperous or adverse fortune, is slow and gradual. The change in such instances usually proceeds, not so inuch from fortuitous occurrences, as from a series of conduct, either governed by prudence, or, on the contrary, directly repugnant to its dictates. The author of the volume now before us considers the mutability of fortune in the light first mentioned, and sets out with the following introduction.
• All things change.---This planet, the temporary abode of mankind, from its revolution round the sun, is subject, in its atmospheric economy, to unceasing transition. The seasons are in a continual state of fluctuation. The chilling blasts of Winter succeed to the genial warmth of Summer. The whole superficial arrangement of the globe shows an invariable disposition to mutability. --So likewise does the life of man, From the moral and natural diseases annexed to his being, no great degree of permanency, in the itate either of his body or his mind, is to be expected by him. Health, plenty, and tranquillity, may be his portion to-day : -!0-morrow, disease, indigence, and trouble ;- or, the scene may be reversed, and the distresses arising from adversity, may as suddenly be turned into prosperity and gladness.
* A felection of the most remarkable instances of this mutability in the affairs of mankind, from which no age nor clime has been exempted, will, we trust, prove at once entertaining and inItructive ; for, while they relax the mind of those who read only for amusement, those of a more serious and speculative turn may deduce from them this moral inference : that though piety and vir, tue cannot always fecure from the afflictive vicissitudes of fortune, they alone can afford Jupport under them; and, in the same manner, when the change is projperous, they only can render such success a blessing.'
The feven first instances which the author relates are taken from the Old Testament, and therefore generally well known. They are those of Adam and Eve, Joseph, Job, Ruth, David, Esther, and Nebuchadnezzar.
The next instance is that of Crasus, king of Lydia, in whom the mutability of fortune was particularly remarkable;