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the Knight, sitting down with great satisfaction, “I suppose we are now to see Hector's glost.” He then renewed his attention, and, from time to time, fell a praising the widow. He made, indeed, a little mistake as to one of her pages, whom at his first entering i he took for Astyanax; but he quickly set himself right in that particular, though, at the same time, he owned he should have been very glad to have seen the little boy, “whe,” says he, “must needs be a very fine child by the account that is given of him." Upon Her 10 mione's going off with a menace to Pyrrhus, the audience gave a loud clap, to which Sir Roger added, “On my word, a notable young baggage!"

As there was a very remarkable ence and stillness in the audience during the whole action, it was natural 15 for them to take the opportunity of these intervals between the acts to express their opinion of the players and of their respective parts. Sir Roger hearing a cluster of them praise Orestes, struck in with them, and told them that he thought his friend Pylades was 20 a very sensible man; as they were afterwards applauding Pyrrhus, Sir Roger put in a second time: “And let me tell you,” says he, “though he speaks but little, I like the old fellow in whiskers as well as any of them." Captain Sentry seeing two or three wags, my who sat near us, lean with an attentive ear towards Sir Roger, and fearing lest they should smoke the Knight, plucked him by the elbow, and whispered

something in his ear, that lasted till the opening of 5 the fifth act. The Knight was wonderfully attentive

to the account which Orestes gives of Pyrrhus his death, and at the conclusion of it, told me it was such a bloody piece of work that he was glad it was not done upon

the stage. Seeing afterwards Orestes in his raving fit, 10 he grew more than ordinary serious, and took occasion

to moralize (in his way) upon an evil conscience, adding, that Orestes, in his madness, looked as if he saw something

As we were the first that came into the house, so we 15 were the last that went out of it; being resolved to

have a clear passage for our old friend, whom we did not care to venture among the jostling of the crowd. Sir Roger went out fully satisfied with his entertain

ment, and we guarded him to his lodgings in the same 20 manner that we brought him to the playhouse; being

highly pleased, for my own part, not only with the performance of the excellent piece which had been presented, but with the satisfaction which it had given to the good old man,

AXXIV. WILL HONEYCOMB’S LOVE-MAKING.

As we were at the Club last night, I observed that my friend Sir Roger, contrary to his usual custom, sat very silent, and instead of minding what was said by the company, was whistling to himself in a very thoughtful mood, and playing with a cork. I jogged 5 Sir Andrew Freeport, who sat between us; and as we were both observing him, we saw the Knight shake his head, and heard him say to himself, “A foolish woman! I can't believe it." Sir Andrew gave him a gentle pat upon the shoulder, and offered to lay him a la bottle of wine that he was thinking of the Widow. My old friend started, and recovering out of his brown study, told Sir Andrew that once in his life he had been in the right. In short, after some little hesitation, Sir Roger told us in the fulness of his heart, that 15 he had just received a letter from his steward, which acquainted him that his old rival and antagonist in the county, Sir David Dundrum, had been making a visit to the Widow. “However,” says Sir Roger, “ I can never think that she'll have a man that's half a 20 year older than I am, and a noted Republican into the bargain.”

Will Honeycomb, who looks upon love as his par.

10 Own amours.

ticular province, interrupting our friend with a jaunty laugh; “I thought, Knight," says he, "thou hadst lived long enough in the world not to pin thy happi.

ness upon one that is a woman and a widow. I think 5 that without vanity I may pretend to know as much

of the female world as any man in Great Britain, though the chief of my knowledge consists in this, that they are not to be known.” Will immediately, with his usual fluency, rambled into an account of his “I am now," says he,“ upon the

verge of fifty" (though, by the way, we all knew he was turned of threescore). “You may easily guess," continued Will, “ that I have not lived so long in the

world without having had some thoughts of settling 15 in it, as the phrase is. To tell you truly, I have sev

eral times tried my fortune that way, though I can't much boast of my success.

“I made my first addresses to a young lady in the country; but when I thought things were pretty well 20 drawing to a conclusion, her father happening to hear

that I had formerly boarded with a surgeon, the old puto forbid me his house, and within a fortnight after married his daughter to a fox-hunter in the neighborhood.

“I made my next applications to a widow, and at25 tacked her so briskly, that I thought myself within

a fortnight of her. As I waited

upon

her one morning, she told me that she intended to keep her ready money and jointure in her own hand, and desired me to call upon her attorney in Lyon's Inn, who would adjust with me what it was proper for me to add to it. I was so rebuffed by this overture, that I never inquired either for her or her attorney afterwards.

66 A few months after I addressed myself to a young lady who was an only daughter, and of a good family: I danced with her at several balls, squeezed her by 10 the hand, said soft things to her, and, in short, made no doubt of her heart; and, though my fortune was not equal to hers, I was in hopes that her fond father would not deny her the man she had fixed her affections upon. But as I went one day to the house in 15 order to break the matter to him, I found the whole family in confusion, and heard, to my unspeakable surprise, that Miss Jenny was that very morning run away

with the butler. “I then courted a second widow, and am at a loss to this day how I came to miss her, for she had often commended my person and behavior. Her maid, indeed, told me one day that her mistress had said she never saw a gentleman with such a spindle pair of legs as Mr. Honeycomb.

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