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Too Much the Way of the World, a Comedy

Name: Too Much the Way of the World, a Comedy
Author: Thomas Herbert
ISBN: 9781231010471

by Thomas Herbert

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1817 Excerpt: ... 1 believe, is sometimes the case, Spunyarn. Spun. A damn'd deal too often, sir--Oh! I beg your pardon, I'd forgot the ladies, (Mr Holdfast and the ladies smile, and, after a pause) Well, sir, if you have nothing more to say to me, I will back out, for fear 1 should fire another bow.chaser., Mr. H. I have nothing more to say, Spunyarn. Spun. Good day, sir, and success to you; good day, ladies, and success to you. Mr. H. Good morning, Spunyarn. Miss H. Good morning. Miss T. Good morning. f_ Exit Spun. Mr. H. 1 admire Spunyarn's principles. MissrT. He is very honourable, as well as philosophic, in some part of his orations. Miss H. Poor men, they fare very hard at sea I fear. Mr. H. Not so hard, my dear sister, as you may imagine; only give them something to eat, they are not very particular what, and plenty of grog, they arc as happy as princes.have a little business with my father, and must beg tobe excused for a short time. Exit Mr, H Scene changes to another room. Enter Alderman And Mr. Holdfast. Aid. H. I have very violent spasms in my stomach, Robert. M. H. Will you, sir, have the apothecary? Aid. H. Oh dear no!--Oh! my dear son, if you would begin to withdraw your affections from Miss Timmins, 1 think that would do me more good than any thing! You know, her father's ships are all lost, and, if he is not quite ruined, he can't have a fortune to give her adequate to your's, or to that of the daughter of my best and dearest friend. Alderman Snug, who has this day made a proposal to me for a familv compact, and a lovely girl she is too; she is called the beauty of this great city, the very acme of elegance, fascination, and every other perfection. Mr. IT. 1 fear, my honoured sire, that you, occasionally would change your best and dearest friend as often, o...