Costume.

INKLE. Nankeen trowsers and jacket, white waistcoat, light hat, white stockings, black belt and hanger.

SIR CHRISTOPHER.-Blue coat, embroidered button-holes, white waistcoat and breeches, white hat, gold button and loop, knee and shoe buckles, and white silk stockings.

CAMPLEY.-Regimental coat, white trowsers, sash, sword, hat, &c. MEDIUM.-Plain brown coat and waistcoat, blue striped trowsers, white stockings, shoes, black leather belt, and hanger.

TRUDGE.-Nankeen trowsers and jacket, white waistcoat and stockings, shoes, hat, black leather belt and hanger.

MATE.-Blue jacket, light waistcoat, cord trowsers, white stockings

and shoes.

SERVANT.-White livery, scarlet collar, &c., white trowsers. WAITER.-Light trowsers, waistcoat, &c., nankeen jacket, buff' waistcoat, and breeches.

PLANTERS.-Light coat, waistcoat and white trowsers.

YARICO.-White and coloured striped muslin dress, with coloured feathers and ornaments, leopard's skin drapery across one shoulder, dark flesh-coloured stockings and arms, sandals, various coloured feathers in head, a quantity of coloured beads around the head, neck, wrists, arms, and ancles.

WOWSKI.-Black skin, arms and legs, sandals, plain white dress with small skin hung across shoulder, beads, &c.

NARCISSA.-Handsome white trimnied dress, with ornamented head, satin hat, &c.

PATTY.-White muslin dress, trimmed with blue and pink ribbon, apron, hat, &c.

STAGE DIRECTIONS.

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EXITS and ENTRANCES.

R. means Right; L. Left; D. F. Door in Flat; R. D. Right Door, L. D. Left Door; S. E. Second Entrance; U. E. Upper Entrance; M. D. Middle Door.

RELATIVE POSITIONS.

R. means Right; L. Left; C. Centre; R. C. Right of Centre; L.C. Left of Centre.

** The Reader is supposed to be on the Stage fucing the Audience.
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Inkle

Cast of the Characters as performed at the Theatres Royal, London.

SCENE--First, on the Main of America: afterwards, in Barbadoes.

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INKLE AND YARICO.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-An American Forest.

Medium. [Without, L.] HILLI ho! ho!
Trudge. [Without, L.] Hip! hollo! ho!-Hip!--
Enter MEDIUM and 'T'RUDGE, L.

Med. Pshaw! it's only wasting time and breath. Bawling won't persuade him to budge a bit faster. Things are all alter'd now; and, whatever weight it may have in some places, bawling, it seems, don't go for argument here. Plague o'nt! we are now in the wilds of America.

Trudge. (L.) Hip, hillio-ho-hi!

Med. (R.) Hold your tongue, you blockhead, or

Trudge. Lord! Sir, if my master makes no more haste, we shall all be put to the sword by the knives of the natives. I'm told they take off heads like hats, and hang 'em on pegs in their parlours. Merey on us! My head aches with the very thoughts of it. Holo! Mr. Inkle! master! holo !

Med. Headaches! Zounds, so does mine with your confounded bawling. It's enough to bring all the natives about us; and we shall be stript and plunder'd in a minute.

Trudge. Aye; stripping is the first thing that would hap pen to us; for they seem to be woefully off for a wardrobe. I myself saw three, at a distance, with less clothes than I have when I get out of bed: all dancing about in black buff; just like Adam in mourning.

Med. This is to have to do with a schemer! a fellow who riskes his life, for a chance of advancing his interest.-Always advantage in view! Trying, here, to make discoveries that may promote his profit in England. Another Botany Bay scheme, mayhap. Nothing else could induce him to quit our foraging party, from the ship; when he knows every inhabitant here is not only as black as a pepper-corn, but as hot into the bargain-aud I, like a fool, to follow him! and then to let him loiter behind.-Why, Nephew!-Why, Inkle !—[Calling.]

Trudge. Why, Inkle-Well! only to see the difference of men! He'd have thought it very hard, now, if I had let him call so often after me. Ah! I wish he was calling after me now, in the old jog-trot way, again. What a fool was I to leave London for foreign parts?--That ever I should leave Threadneadle-street, to thread an American forest, where a man's as soon lost as a needle in a bottle of hay!

Med. Patience, Trudge! Patience! if we once recover the ship

Trudge. Lord, sir, I shall never recover what I have lost in coming abroad. When my master and I were in London, I had such a mortal snug birth of it! Why, I was factotum.

Med. Factotum to a young merchant is no such sinecure, neither.

Trudge. But then the honour of it. Think of that, Sir; to be clerk as well as own man. Only consider. You find very few city clerks made out of a man, now-a-days. To be king of the counting-house, as well as lord of the bedchamber. Ah! if I had him but now in the little dressingroom behind the office; tying his hair, with a bit of red tape, as usual.

Med. Yes, or writing an invoice in lampblack, and shining his shoes with an ink-bottle, as usual, you blundering blockhead!

Trudge. Oh! if I was but brushing the accounts, or casting up the coats!--[Footsteps heard.]-Mercy on us! What's that?

Med. That! What?

Trudge. Didn't your hear a noise?

Med. Y-es-but-hush! Oh heavens be prais'd! here he is at last.

Med. (c.) Zounds! one wou'd think, by your confounded composure, that you were walking in St. James's Park, instead of an American forest, and that all the beasts were nothing but good company; the hollow trees, here, centryboxes, and the lions in 'em, soldiers; the jackalls, courtiers; the crocodiles, fine women; and the baboons, beaus. What the plague made you loiter so long?

Inkle. Reflection.

Med. So I should think; reflection generally comes lagging behind. What, scheming, I suppose? never quiet.

At it again, eh? What a happy trader is your father, to have so prudent a son for a partner! Why, you are the carefullest Co. in the whole city; never losing sight of the main chance; and that's the reason, perhaps, you lost sight of us, here, on the main of America.

Inkle. Right, Mr. Medium. Arithmetic, I own, has been the means of our parting at present.

Trudge. (L.) Ha! A sum in division, I reckon. [Aside. Med. And pray, if I may be so bold, what mighty scheme has just tempted you to employ your head, when you ought to make use of your heels?

Inkle. My heels! Here's pretty doctrine! Do you think I travel merely for motion? A fine expensive plan for a trader, truly. What, would you have a man of business come abroad, scamper extravagantly here and there and every where, then return home, and have nothing to tell, but that he has been here and there and every where? 'Sdeath! sir, would you have me travel like a lord ?

Med. No, the Lord forbid !

Inkle. Travelling, uncle, was always intended for improvement; and improvement is an advantage; and advantage is profit, and profit is gain. Which, in the travelling translation of a trader, means, that you should gain every advantage of improving your profit. I have been comparing the land, here, with that of our own country.

Med. And you find it like a good deal of the land of our own country-cursedly encumber'd with black legs, I take it.

Inkle. And calculating how much it might be made to produce by the acre.

Med. You were?

Inkle. Yes; I was proceeding algebraically upon the subject.

Med. Indeed!

Inkle. And just about extracting the square root.

Med. Hum!

Inkle. I was thinking, too, if so many natives could be caught, how much they might fetch at the West Indian markets.

Med. Now, let me ask you a question, or two, young cannibal catcher, if you please.

Inkle. Well!

Med. Arn't we bound for Barbadoes; partly to trade, but chiefly to carry home the daughter of the governor, Sir Christopher Curry, who has till now been under your