MR. H, A FARCE, IN TWO ACTS. AS IT WAS PERFORMED AT DRURY LANE THEATRE, DECEMBER, 1806. "Mr. H―, thou wert DAMNED. Bright shone the morning on the playbills that announced thy appearance, and the streets were filled with the buzz of persons asking one another if they would go to see Mr. H, and answering that they would certainly; but before night the gaiety, not of the author, but of his friends and the town, was eclipsed, for thou wert DAMNED! Hadst thou been anonymous, thou haply mightst have lived. But thou didst come to an untimely end for thy tricks, and for want of a better name to pass them off."-Theatrical Examiner. PROLOGUE, SPOKEN BY MR. ELLISTON. If we have sinn'd in paring down a name, With two stout seconds, just of their own gizzard, Of Deary, Spouse, and that old-fashion'd race; From names of living heroes to the dead, A single C. her Cæsar to express- Her Scipio shrunk into a Roman S And, nick'd and dock'd to these new modes of speech, Great Hannibal himself a Mr. H. MR. H, A FARCE, IN TWO ACTS. ACT I. SCENE.-A Public Room in an Inn. Landlord, Waiters, Gentlemen, &c. Enter MR. H. Mr. H. Landlord, has the man brought home my boots? Landlord. Yes, sir. Mr. H. You have paid him? Landlord. There is the receipt, sir, only not quite filled up, no name, only blank-"Blank, Dr. to Zekiel Spanish for one pair of best hessians." Now, sir, he wishes to know what name he shall put in, who he shall say "Dr." Mr. H. Why, Mr. H. to be sure. Landlord. So I told him, sir; but Zekiel has some qualms about it. He says he thinks that Mr. H. only would not stand good in law. Mr. H. Rot his impertinence! Bid him put in Nebuchadnezzar, and not trouble me with his scruples. Landlord. I shall, sir. Enter a Waiter. [Exit. Waiter. Sir, Squire Level's man is below, with a hare and a brace of pheasants for Mr. H. Mr. H. Give the man half-a-crown, and bid him return my best respects to his master. Presents, it seems, will find me out, with any name or no name. Enter 2d Waiter. 2d Waiter. Sir, the man that makes up the Directory is at the door. Mr. H. Give him a shilling; that is what these fellows come for. 2d Waiter. He has sent up to know by what name your honor will please to be inserted. Mr. H. Zounds, fellow, I give him a shilling for leaving. out my name, not for putting it in. This is one of the plaguy comforts of going anonymous. [Exit 2d Waiter. Enter 3d Waiter. [Exit. This from Mele 3d Waiter. Two letters for Mr. H. Mr. H. From ladies (opens them). sinda, to remind me of the morning call I promised; the pretty creature positively languishes to be made Mrs. H. I believe I must indulge her (affectedly). This from her cousin, to bespeak me to some party, I suppose (opening it). Oh, "this evening"-"tea and cards"-(surveying himself with complacency). Dear H., thou art certainly a pretty fellow. I wonder what makes thee such a favorite among the ladies: I wish it may not be owing to the concealment of thy unfortunate pshaw ! Enter 4th Waiter. 4th Waiter. Sir, one Mr. Printagain is inquiring for you. Mr. H. Oh, I remember, the poet; he is publishing by subscription. Give him a guinea, and tell him he may put me down. |