The limerick boy; or, Paddy's mischief. An original farce, in one act.

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Spencer's Boston Theatre. P rice, 12 1-2 Cents, ea ch. Ten for O n e Dolla r VOLUMES, $1. vo;r.. 1. I voL. VI. 1 Moll Pitcller, 41 Love and Loyalty. 2 '!'he Forest Rose, I 1 42 Robber s Wife. 3 Swiss Swains, I 43 Happy Man, 4 Bacllelor's 8',droom, I 44 Dumb Girl of Genoa. 5 Sophia's Supper, 45 Wreck Ashore, 6 A Roland for l!li Oliver, 46 Clari. 7 Snsan, 147 Miller and his Men. 8 John Bull, 4$ Wall'W. I VOL. II. VOL. "VII. 11 9 Satan in Paris, 49 Mndelolne. 10 More Blunders than one, I 50 Baker. 11' 11 Rosina Meadows, 51 The 12 The Dunib Belle, 52 No 1, Round the Comer, 13 lily Aunt<_ 53 T eddy Roe. I 14 Spring and Antumn, 54 Grist to the Mill. 15 Six Degrees of Crime, 55 Object of Interest. I 16 Limerick Boy, 56 Two Lov!"' anil a Life. i V O L ff' 117 Presumptive Evidence, 57 Anne Blake. 18 Mau and Wife, 58 !(!y FMlow Clerk. 19 file Sergeant's Wife, 59 Bengal 'l'lger. 20 Masks and Faces. 00 The Steward. 121 Merry Wives of Windsor, 61 Capt. Kyd. 22 Natnre and Ph!looophy, 62 Nick of the Wood. 23 Agnii! de 63 The Marble H eart. j 24 Shandy Maguire, 64 Laughing Hyena. I VOL. IV. 25 Wild 126 Michael Erle, 27 Teddy tlie 128 Spectre Btidegroom, 2!J Idiot Witness, 30 Willow Copoe, I 31 lllat\eO Falcone, f 32 Peopl's Lawyer, I VOL. V. 33 J o nny Llnd, 34 Comedy of Errors, 35 Lucreti a Borgia, 36 Swgeon of 37 Patiician s Daughter, i 38 The Two BUZZArda, j l 39 Shoemaker of Toulouse, [ 40 Momentvt1' Question, VOL.IX. 65 Seconcl Love. 66 The Vi cto r 67 Our Wife 68 Dream at Sea. 69 My Ilt1Sband's Mirror. 70 Y aukee Land. 71 Norah Croina, 72 Good t Nothing. VOL.X. 7 3 The First Nli:ht. 74 The Rake's l'l'Ogr""'75 Pet of the Petticoats. 76 The EMon Boy 77 \V

SPENCER'S BOSTON THEATRE ...... No. XVI. THE LIMERICI{. BOY; OR, PADDY'S MISCHIEF. 6ln @riginal .fam, IN ONE ACT. BY JAMES PI.LGRIM, AUTHOR 01' Parldy th Piper Oln1drcn Lnve Uai-ry Burnham Shandy McGuin fri8h A(Jula C'liffordee Robert Ji!mmet Servants by Legacy Yankee Housemavt Lady' Strctlagen Phantom Negro Lard of th Isles -Cioud1 and .S\m1hint -b td1' Grant -

CAST OF CHARACTERS Saddler'a Wells, London. PADDY MILES, ................................. Mr. J. Pilgrim DR. COATES,................................... '' James HENRY, (his Son,).............................. T. Dillon Joe, (a Gardener,).............................. '' Suter REUBEN, '' Scarborough MRS. FIDGET,. ............................... I Mrs. James JANE, (her Daughter,) .......................... Miss, Nettle PADDY 1111LES, ...... ............ ............ DR. COATES, .................................. HENRY, ( Son,) ............................ .. JOB, (a Gardener,) ............................. REUBEN,. Broadway, New York. Mr. B. William McGowan .. lllcDovall W.J.Florence Henry National, New York, .11.rch Street, 1.11.stor Op. House, I Bowe711, N. Yark, Philadelphia, 1850. New York, 1851. 1853. Mr. B. Williams C. W. Taylor Stalford Herbert Barnett Mr. J. Pilgrim Thayer Lee Wm. Pilgrim Brown Mrs. Hautonville I Mrs. Cappell Miss llfiles Phillips Wallack's, New York, lllr. W.J.Florence Phillips Lyster Ch.ippeodale F. ltea .lllbany JJ-fv.scuni. Mr. J. Pilgrim Owen Ponisi C. Kane Lacy Mr. J. Pilgrim Wemyss W.J.Florence Chippendale F.Rea 111rs. Foster J. R. Scott Boston Theatra, 1855. Mr. J. Pilgrim France W.R. Floyd Widdicomb E. Wise lllrs. !11onell r\l 'Miss Peveril U\ Z. (!( &' National, 1855. -.... Mr. B. Williams I Mr. F .S.Chanfrau T. E. Morris Selwyn u Price Holmes Paulin Lee Verney h Pardey 't:3 ..._.. AJRS. FIDGET, .............. Mrs. Henry Mr.. Foster Miss Wells Mrs. John Gilberti llfiM Wilford JANE, (her Daughter,) ......................... Miss Adeline Conover M'lle Theodore Miss E. Taylor Allen TIME OF REPRESENTATION.-Forty-five mmutea.


THE LIMERICK BOY. COSTUME. Paddy Miles. -Gray frieze coat; red vest; blue handkerchief; cordu roy breeches; gray stockings and ankle shoe .s; high crO'lfll hat. Dr. Coates. -Black cut-away coat; embroidered vest; l;ilack breeches; black Jitockings; shoes 11nd buckles; white neckcloth; white wig; cane. Harry. -Modem walking Jluit. Job. -White shirt; vest ; velveteen breeches; green apron ; high-low shoes; gray stockings; colored handkerchief; brown head of hair. Reuben. Gr.een shooting coat, white pead buttons; plush vest; drab breeches; blue stockings ; high-low shoes; colored cravat; countryman's hat. Mrs. Fid[Jet. -Respectable old lady's dress. Walking dress. (3)


THE LIMERICK BOY. ACT I. ScENE I. Cottage flats, 5 G. Gard1m wall across stage, 4 G., toith c. gates, practical. &t house, 2 E. R.H., door, practical, with brass plate, O?l it "DR. CoA.TES." Upper window over dcor, practical, backed by interior. Set hut, L. H. 3 E. Sign post and awing sign on 3 E. L, Pig and Whistle." lliRRY discovered. Harry. Good heavens, it seems long! If I could but see my dear Jane, I wouldn't care; but that cursed Mrs. Fidget, and Job, the gar dener, are so careful, I have no chance; however, I'll run to the back gate; perchance I may see her at the window. (E.i;it HA.RRY, R.H. 2 E.) Enter P A.DDY, L. H. 1 B., aingfog, with bundle and stick. Pad. Here I am all the way from Limeri ck; bad luck to my ould father's nam e If any thing was done in Limerick, and you only asked who did it, they would be sure to say it was Paddy Miles' boy ; then I came here to live wid i'ifister Fireshov el-by my sowl, it was all the same. Who broke the plates and dishes? Paddy Miles' boy. Who broke the pony's knee? Paddy Miles' boy. Who put the cockles on the cat's feet? Paddy Miles' boy. Who let the dog out, and killed all the cocks, hens, and chickens? Paddy Miles' boy. Ilad luck to Paddy Miles' boy, says my master-I'll kick him out of the houseand he done it. And here I am an independent gintleman, out of place, wid one shilling in my pocket, and all through being Paddy Miles' boy. What to do I don't know. A lucky thought has run through the top of my house I'll change my name I've heard talk of the same thing b eing done, but that was by paying a big sum of money ; faith, it's come to this, I'll take Frinch leave; 80 here goes; it shall be Paddy O'Connor, and I'll look afther some one to make a master of. Enter lliRRY,fiom doctor's shop, R.H. 2 B. Har. Young man, you seem at a loss which way to go! Are you in want of a s ituation ? (4)


THE LIMERICK l!OY. 6 Pad. (Aside.) How the divil did he know that?-(Aloud.) Sure that's the thing I do want! Har. Indeed! Would you have any objection to serve a doctor? Pad. Serve a doctor! Ha, ha, ha! By my sow! I should niver be able to take all the physic he would be afther giving me. Har. (Lattghing.) Ha, ha, ha! My good fellow, you will have no medicine to swallow merely carry it round to our customers. My father wants a lad, and by your appearance, I think you'll suit. Twen ty pounds a year, with board and lodging, -manage a few private af fairs for me, which is all that will be required. Pad. Twenty pounds l Say it agin you're joking. Har. Indeed, I am not! I repeat that you will have twenty pounds per year, board, washing, and lodging. Pad. Twenty pounds a year l I'll go home buy Ireland and sink it ; if that's all you'll require, I'm the one for ye's mre I cun tell a lie, and keep a secret better than any boy in the parish. Har. Well, consider yourself engaged! But where did you live last? What's your name? Of course you have a character. Pad. I suppose ivery man has a character. I've come from Lim erick-my name's Paddy O'Connor. (Feeling in pockets.) My char acter is like a wild colt-it's got into some corner. (Finds it in his !tat.) Here it is, from my ould master, Larry O'Brallig an' Calligan llfcFousel. (Gives paper.) lla,.. (Readi11g.) "Paddy Miles worked for me, at the bogs of Limerick-was an honest, decent boy-left .on his own account-as the girls would all be telling lies on him." Pad. Yes, and tickling me Ha,.. (Aside.) So, so! he has had some experience with the fnir sex, and will answer my purpose the better ; but you told me your name was Paddy O'Connor. Pad. Thin I tould you a lie. Now I'll tell you the truth ; when I was at Limerick, the darling place, was you iver there, sir? Har. Never. Pad. Thin you lost a big sight, I can tell you. When I was at Limerick, as I said before, I was sure to be in some trouble whatever was going astray, Paddy Miles' boy was sure to be doing it; so, to keep out of scrapes, I changed my name, like my sister Judy, only, ye see, she got marri e d, and I didn't, and as I wished to be a respectable mem ber of society, and as I'm going to kape a secret for you, faith, I don't think I'll be axing such a mighty dale too much for you to do the same for me; and when a man's bothered what can be so as a true and confidential friend? Har. True, Paddy! I'll keep your secret for you, but when you see my father, mind your P's and (Exit into doctor's shop, R. H. 2 E.) Pad. ( Feeli11g in hi1 pockets.) Stop, sir Mister sir, sir Be damn but he might want the character for himself. Reenter HARRY, R. H. 2 E. You forgot to give me back my character. 1


6 THE LIMERICK BOY, Har. True, here it is! (Exit, R. H. 2 E.) Pad. I am engaged with twenty pounds a year, breakfast, dinner, and supper, wid a doctor, -if he only knew it was Paddy Mile 'boy, I'd be kicked out. I'm to kape a secret, that will be no aisy matter ; and tell a lie-that's the rub for me: sure I'll niver forget Limerick, where paraties cost nothing, and buttermilk half the price; but it's no use thinking of the days gone by ; I'll take some whiskey punch, an l drink long life to the boy that brewed it faith, it reminds me of home, when I was the ladies' darling. ( Sing1 so,.g.) Air-" Da1'6y Kelly." When I was born in Limerick, my daddy and mammy, 0 Made such a noise about the boy, they drove the folks all shaney, 0 Then came the nurse just with the pap, my mam for whiskey calling, O! She gently took me on her lap, for to stop my squalling, 0 (Spoken.) Faix, I remember the time well enough ; it was a cold, frosty morning, when the nurse knocked the snow out of her pattens. "Bless his sweet face," said the ould crone, "he's the picture of his divil of a dad!" Out iu the street my father run, singing St. Patrick was a gintleman. Out came the neighbors-" 'Vhat's the row?" said they. "Myould woman's in the straw," said he. "Joy go with you," says they. "what has she got?" "Guess," said my father. "ls it a girl?" "Guess again," said my father. "Is it a boy?" "0, ye blaguarcls somebody tould ye's. Away they run all over the city, telling all about" (Singing.) "Miles' boy Miles' boy the laughing Paddy Miles' boy!" They fed me up till I'se eo fat, wid drinking of the whiskey, 0 My cheeks it's true, so rosy too, they were like red paraties, 0 And when a man, the girls in love, for me their caps are turning, 0 My heart was tinder as a dove's, true lies to each one swearing, 0 (Spoken.) Faith, it was myself that pitched them the blarney ; ould and young, it was all the same Sure, what Irishman ever sprung from the green sod, could think of living wit_hout the enjoyment of these illigant accomplishments, eating, drinking, loving, and fighting? None, by my It's meat, eating, drinking, and lodging, to (sings) Miles' boy," &c. Now you see, I've crossed the sea, and got to New York city, 0 And in the streets, where'er I go, the girls they ar e so pretty, 0 I thought the people al ways mad, wid me their tricks were playing, 0 I niver can forget the day, when first I arrived in the city, 0 (Spoke11.) The first thing I seed, was a car running away widout horses. Thunder and ounds, here's the divil coming post haste. It's frightened I was intircly so I squeezes myself up in the door-way;


THE LIMERICK BOY, 7 so I sat down, and thought I'd wait a while, till the screaming thing was gone, whm, bad luck to me, if I didn't fall through a skylight, into a coal cellar; faith, I scrambled out like a cat in the gutter, and sneaked down Centre Street, without thinking, speaking, or looking, and an ould country woman of mine, by mistake, as she said bad luck to her ould shoes -threw a pail of dirty wather all over me ; bet ter behavior, I assure you, was expected by-(sings) "Miles' boy," &c. (Exit into the Pig and Whistle, L. H, 3 E.) Enter REUBEN, L. H. 1 E. Jleu. Ha, ha, ha! Well, I can't help thinking how nicely I've been tricked by Miles' boy -ha, ha, ha He must be a rum chap to be sure -went three miles for a job. Who sent you?" said the farmer. ""Why, Miles' boy," said I. "Dam Miles' boy," said heha, ha, ha! "What for?" said I. He sent me twenty other chaps about the same thing," said he ha, ha, ha! All the places I went, they told me the same story-ha, ha, ha! Now, as I've been made such a fool of by Miles' boy, I don't see why I shouldn't make a fool of somebody else, and tell him it was Miles' boy-ha, ha, ha! Dr. Coates lives here ; I'll tell him that Farmer Saddletree be dying ha, ha, ha ( Kt1ocks at do01.) Doctor, doctor Doc. (Looks 01d of window.) My good fellow, what's the matter that you bawl so loud ? Beu. The matter be that Farmer Saddletree be taken very ill, and wants you directly. I be sorry, doctor, I can't go with you. (Doctor leaves window.) It bites he'll go. Ha, ha, ha Miles' boy. (Exit, R, H, 1 E.) E11ter DR. COATES f1'om house, 2 E. R. n. Doc. I'll go immediately Bless me all the village is ill -a rare time for me this -I have so much to do, I don't know which way to go first. By-the-by, I have not paid my respects to Mrs. Fidget yet; confound that son of mine, here I am paying my addresses to the mother, and the young rascal is making love to the daughter. Death and the devil I am thinking of my domestic troubles, while some of my patients are dying I'll be off to the farmer's. (Going, L., PADDY enteis f1om Pig and Whistle, 3 E. L. H., rtms against him.) Can't you look where you are going? (Exit, L. H. l E.) Pad. Bad luck to you ran't you see yourself? Ho, there! come back ; you have left something behind you. Reenter DocTOn, L. H. 1 E. Doc. What have I left behind me? Pad. Your manners, you spalpeen Doc. Go to the devil, you young scoundrel! (Exit, L. n. 1 E.} Pad. Ha, ha, ha go to the divil yourself, and niver come back again. S c oundrel did he l'all me? I'm a better man than ever he was, Mi. faddy Miles Q, ifs :Pacldy O'CQnnery, I mane. Och.


8 THE LDlERICK DOY, murder! if that ould fellow should be the chap I am going to make my master -I'm blown up, sunk, and done over I wond e r what my young master wants me to kape a s ecre t from his father, and tell a lie to his mother for ? I have it -he is going caterwallering after the girls; I am the one for him-sure my ould father always tould me I was a divil of a boy for a job in the dark. (Sings.) Enter HARRY, from doctw'a shop, R. H. Har. Paddy, you seem in a merry humor. Pad. How can I be otherwise, when engaged by a gintleman like yourself? As aisy as you could say, whack I could jump through a brick wall. Har. The d e vil you could! But I have better sport in view. My father is paying his addresses to Mrs. Fidget, who lives in yond e r house, and I have formed an attachment for her daughter, and the old folks have arranged matters so, I can't get into the house ; I hav e no chance of seeing my dear Jane-and the gardener, Job, is as spiteful to me as his mistress. Pad Spit e ful is he to you? Show him to me, my darling I'll knock daylight through him Har. No, no! My dear fellow, that won't do stratagem is the order of the day. I intend to mix a bottle of medicine, by which means you can gain admittance to the house, and give this letter to Jane unnoticed. (Gives letter.) Pad. I'll do it, sir. Get me the physic, and show me the door, and then I'll find the house myself. Har. I'll get it instantly. (Exit into shop, n. H. 2 E.) Pad. Niver fear, but I'll get the blind side of them, pitch the blamey to the ould woman and gardener -he don't :vhat a boy I am for the girls. 0, murder h ow they used to fight for me at Limerick, when Judy went up like a sheaf of straw, and Kitty went down like a sack of sand. Reenter HARRY, toith bottle, R. H. 2 E. Har. Here is the medicine, Paddy; pray, be careful. Pad. Nive r fear, sir; I'll just be understanding the thing right the physic is for the young girl, and the letter for the ould woman? Har. No, no the lette r is for the young lady. Pad. Very well, sir, -all right, sir, -yo u're down upon that ould woman, sir. I'll do it. (liARltY e xits, n. u. 2 E .) (PADDY goes to the gaid e n gate, in c., and knocks loud. Is no body at home? Jon ope ns the gate, c. PADDY strikes him -he runs down, L. u.) I'm the doctor! Job. (L. H.) 0, you have nearly knocked the breath out of rue. Pad. (R. H.) Niver mind, I'll knock it in again. I'm the doctor, and want to go into the house Job. You the doctor, indeed come, that's a good one. Pad. Bau luck to ye, ain't I the doctor s boy, wid the physic l


THE LDIERICK BOY. Job. That's more likely, but I can't let you in. Pad. But I must go in; my master tould me so. 9 Job. \Vhat, Dr. Coates? I won't believe it; besides, there is ar rangements made, between my mistress and your that no one shall enter. Pad. Well, Jon't I know thnt? he has altered his mind, bekase I am his confidential servant, and it is good news I have to tell you, my darling! Job. Goo news to tell me What is it ? Pad. 0, be aisy a while; it's the best thlJig you iver heard of in all your life -your grandfather's dead Job. (Starting.) Do you call that good news 1 Pad. What else should I call it? Sure he won't have the trouble of dying again, and he has left you two hundred pounds, which is waiting for you now at the bank in the village. Job. \Vhy, my grandfather! Mr. Lumpkins, the grocer! Pad. (Aside, laughing.) That's his na)Ile, sure enough! Job. (Sings and dan cea.) Here's luck a gardener! what, I'll come out a swell next week; but, I say, measter, who told you so? Pad. \Vho tould me so ? Pon my soul, it was Paddy Miles' boy Job. Jolly good luck to Paddy Miles' boy. There, you may go intc the house. I'll be off to get my two hundred pounds. (Exit, singing and dancing, L. H. 1 E.) Pad. (Calling.) See here! come back, mister! Ret;nter Jon, L. H. 1 E. If you get the two hundred pounds, you'll give me a shilling. Job. Yes, to be sure I will! (Exit, L. H. 1 E.) Pad. I'm mighty sure that I won't get that shilling anyhow. He's into the secret with Paddy !l:liles' boy, and I'll be into the house. Who's afraid! Ould Ireland foriver -whoo (Exit through gal'den gate, in c.) SCENE II. -A Parlor in MRS. FrnGET's House, 1 G. Enter MRS. FIDGET and JANE, R. H. 1 E. Mrs. F. Don't taik; to me, miss. Jatie. Indeed, it's a great shame, that a young girl like me should be kept a complete prisoner, no one must come in or go out. M1s. F. It's all for your own good. You don't know the deceit of this world, as I do. There is not a gentleman in the village that I would trust, except Dr. Coates-he is a moral man of honor. Jane. So is his son, Harry, a man of honor! Mra. F. It's false He is a scapegrace, and no more like his fathP.r, than an apple is like an oyster. Jane. Really at your time of life, to think of marriage, it is com plete folly. Mrs. F. Why, you brazen-faced -I will have you locked up in your room. (Ca/N11g.) Mary! Thomas! Job! I say.


10 THE LUIERICK BOY, Pad. (Without.) I'll be wid you, my darling! (Rana on, L. n. 1 E., and off, and returna.) J.frs. F. Bless us, and save us where did you spring from? Pad. Spring from Ould Ireland, to be sure. Mrs. F. How did you get into this house? Pad. Why, through the garden gate, and through the door. (Give letter to J A.NE unnoticed.) J.frs. F. But how did you come? Pad. On the marrow-bone stage of my ten toes. Mrs. F. What do you want ? Pad. Nothing, ma'am-I brought it myself. Mrs. F. I shall go mad if I talk to this blockhead! Jane, call the servants. Jane. La, ma! he must have come for something perhaps from Dr. Coates. Pad. To be sure I have. Here is a bottle of physic for the ould woman. Mrs. F. Why did you not say so at first? Pad. Because you niver axed me. Jane. Don't be angry with him ; he has just come from Irclaud, and he is not used to our ways. Pacl. Yes, ma'am, I came all the way from Limerick, with my own illigant self, Mr. Paddy O'Connery. Mrs. F. As that is the case, I must forgive you; but how much of this medicine did your master say I must take at a time? Pad. At a time, ma'am. (Aside.) 0, murder, what will I say to her! He said, ma'am, that you must, (aside,) bad luck to me if I know what he said. Mn. F. I wish to know how to take it. Pad. Yes, ma'am-all right, ma'am. Mra. F. You don't understand me! I mean the quantity. Pad. Yes, ma'am -that's what be said, ma'am! J.frs. F. Why, you're a fool! Pad. All right, ma' am yes, ma' am,. Mra. F. How can you be so stupid ; I mean, how much am I to take at a time ? Pad. Take it all at once, ma'am. Mrs. F. What take a quart of medicine at once? Jane. He means, you should take a wine glass full at a time. Pad. That's just what I mane-take a glass full every minute -then you will feel funny and frisky -take ivery drop, and after suck the cork. J.frs. G. Feel funny and frisky -take a glass full every minute I must be dreadful bad. Pacl. Yes, ma'am, you are very bad, my master tould me so. Mrs. F. My dear child, support me to my room ; I am very ill. 0, Mr. Connery, pray run for your master! -the dear man knows my constitution so well! (Exit, leaning on JANE, R. n. 1 E.) Pad. (Lookin.Q after them.) Yes, ma'am, you've got the tic-de!. er-11es -ha, ha, ha! The ould woman's quite bad, bakafie I brought her the physic. The young lady feels quite well, bekase I brought \


THE LI111ElllCK DOY, 11 her the letter. So help my trotter, if the ould woman takes all that physic, she'll be afther having the colley-wabbles, and its all through Paddy Miles' boy. Somebody's coming; I'll hide myself. (Retire1 back.) Enter DR. CoA.TES in a piusion, L. H. l E. Doc. Death and the devil I am in a galloping consumption 81lnt six miles and a half, and all through that Miles' boy confound him! (PA.DDT runs o_ff, L. :H.} If I had him here, I'd break every bone in his body. What's to do in the house -I don't see any one 1 I've walked half over -can't hear any one. 0, that Miles' boy Enter JANE, R.H. 1 E. Jane. Good morning, doctor How is Mr. Henry? Doc. Don't name him I have had a trick played upon me. Ja11e. Indeed Who has dared to take such liberties with you, sir? Doc. A rascal! called Miles' boy. A man came to me and said that Fanner Saddletree was dying ; away I went, post haste ; when I got there, he was smoking his pipe. Are you not ill?" said I. "Never wa& better in all my life," said he. I began to curse Miles' boy. I thought of haVing a good patient -my spirits drooped, like a lump of sugar to the bottom of a teacup ; but where is your ma ? I wish to see her on particular business. Jane. You can't see her ; she has had a dreadful fright. Doc. Who has frightened her ? Jane. Miles' boy. Doc. (In a piuaiim.) D-n Miles' boy! If I had hold of him, I'd break his infernal neck. Enter Mns. FIDGET, R. :a:. 1 E. Mrs. F. My dear doctor, what has ruffied you so? Doc. The same thing that has frightened you -Miles' boy. Mrs. F. Why, Dr. Coates, it's yourself that scared me! sending your boy here with such a horrid lot of medicine-ordering me to. take a wine glass full every minute. Doc. I sent a boy here with medicine My dear lady, I have no boy at present. I desired my son to engage one, but I know who it is -that confounded Miles' boy has been here. Of course, you have not taken it? Mrs. F. Yes, I have nearly taken it all! Doc. Mercy on me! it may be poison for what I know! Let me see it, my dear Mrs. Fidget. Mrs. P. Run, Jane, and bring the bottle to show the doctor. (Exit hNE, n. H. 1 E.) 0, my dear doctor, I shall die, I know 1 shall 0, that cruel .Miles' boy (Both ''"" about.) Doc. To play such a trick on a lady the scound1el the monster ( St1 ikes stage.)


12 TH.E LIMERICK DOY. Mrs. F. He ought to be sent to prison Doc. I'll send him to the devil. Reentei J .A.NE, with bottle, R. H. 1 E. me have it (Takes bottle, smells and tastes.) J alap and salts (Smells and tastes again.) No, no, it ain't! it's only your favorite drink.,..gin and molasses. 0, the villain I'll have him, if he's above ground bills shall be. printed, and i;ent all over the country, so that evf!ry body shall know that serpent Miles' boy Enter Jon, .fighting himself, L. H. 1 E. 1'Ira. F. How dare you go from the house, and let tl1at Miles' boy in? Job. What Miles' boy been here ? I wish I could only get hold of him, that's all. Sent me to the village bank-said my grandfa ther was dead, and left me two hundred pounds; so I made up my mind to marry my dear Mary Jane. When I got there they laughed at me, and said I was to go and make a fool of somebody else, and say it was Miles' boy. Doc. The rascal has been here and played a pretty trick on me and Mrs. Fidget. Mis. F. He has, indeed on that account I forgive y1)U this time ; but if ever you let any one in the house again without my knowledge, I'll send you about your business. Come, my dear doctor, a glass of wine will revive your spirits. Doc. True, my dear Mrs. Fidget my nerves are sa

THE LIYERICK BOY. IS SCENE m. -Same as first. Enter PADDY, from gate inc. Pad. By getting behind the water spout, the divil of a sowl seen me, that wasn't there ; it's lucky for me that I've changed my name, for I'm getting into the divil's own job here, as I have at all the other places. That was the ould top, I seen into the house; somebody sent him to the divil, and back again, and tould him it was Paddy Miles' boy; that poor divil of a gardener won't be at all pleased wid the two hundred pounds that he'll get, over the left. Upon my sowl, this is a strange family, here is the ould top in love wid the ould woman, and the young top in love wid the ould woman's daughter, -there'll be the divil to pay, and no pitch hot; and it strikes me forcibly that Mr. Harry wants to bolt the moon wid ltfiss Jane, and I wouldn't be at all surprised if he'd lave a letter behind, and say it was Paddy Miles' boy. Enter funny, from slwp, R. n. 2 E. Hat". Well, Paddy, my good fellow, I have another job for you; a distant relation of mine ha8 died, and left me five thousand pounds, and my father one shilling, -they quarrelled some time ago, which caused the tum in my favor; now you manage to get Jane out of the house, and twenty pounds shall be your reward. Pad. I'll do it, my darling ; did you say twenty pounds? Sure, I'll do it for twice as much, -only give me a shillelagh, I'll down wid the houses. Har. No, no, Paddy, force won't do; I am going to try a stratagem ; I have a female's dress, -I'll go and fetch it. (Exit iuto slwp, R. H. 2 E.) Pad. Am I aslape or awake? He's going to make a woman of me, Paddy Miles' boy-I'm sure to get out of the frying pan into the fire. Reenter lliRRY, with dress, R. H. 2 E. Har. Now here is the dress, Paddy! Pad. 0 botheration, man I can't be a woman, sure; my father niveJ' intended me for one. Har. But, my dear fellow, consider the twenty pounds. Pad. 0, be aisy. Sure, you know that money storis a bigger man's mouth than Paddy Miles' boy. (Puts on dress.) I'm off before you can clap salt on my tail-whoo! -my name is Judy O'Flaherty, Har. (Gives letter.) Stop, and I'll give you an idea how to walk like a young lady. (PADDY walks after him very awkwardly. Business toith walking until lliRRY goes off, R. H. 2 E. PADDY exits through garden gate in c.) 2


THE LDIER'.CK BOY. SCENE IV. -Mns. F1DGET'B Parlor, 1 G. Enter Dn. COATES and FIDGET, R. H. 1 E. Doc. Enough, my dear Mrs. Fidget ; to-morrow's sun shall make you Mrs. Dr. Coates. I'll order a band of music, in fact, make every arrangement before I sleep to-night. My son Harry I'll send to London, to prevent any trouble with him. Mrs. F. And I'll send Jane to her aunt's, so that we shan't be bothered with her. Doc. To-morrow will be the happiest day of my life -and we will have a rum day of it. I'll dance and sing --Enter JANE, L. H. 1 E. Jane. 0, my! there's Job and a woman fighting in the garden, she says she comes here for a situation, and will come in. lllrs. F. I want no servants. Who sent her, I should like to know? Jane. }.files' boy. Doc. Curse Miles' boy ; that villain will be the death of me. L. H. Looks off. Crasli, L. n.) 0 dear, they are fighting on the stairs ; should they fall, it will break both their necks. Pad. (Without.) Bad luck to you; let go your hould. Job. ( Witliout.) Murder, murder I (C1ash, L. n. Noise of faU ing dnwn stairs.) Doc. By the Lord Harry, she has knocked Job down stairs. Enter PADDY, L. n. 1 E., disguised witli woman's dress. Pad. Long life to you! may you niver die ragged. You're tl'4 ould woman I'm going to make my mistress. Mrs. F. My good woman, there's no servants wanted here. !'ad. Now don't be telling any lies. I know you do. Padd."" }.files' boy tould me so faith, he's a countryman of mine, ana wouldn't be after playing any tricks upon a poor ould woman like me. (Gives letter to JL"fE, mmoticed. Exit JANE, L. H. 1 E.) Doc. (Aside.) Very lady-like, upon my word. That :Miles' boy plays tiick upon every body-myself-and this lady; indeed, I may say the whole country round is suffering through his mischief. Jlfrs. F. Indeed, doctor, you might say the whole world. We are very sorry for you, but we want no servant. Pad. I won't belave it, you ould catermollin ; nor I won't belave you, ould cadger, nather -and I'll break yer nose, if you tell me so again. JJoc (Aside.) Confound that Miles' boy, for sending such a woman here. Ent e r Jon, L. H. 1 E. (PADDY strikes him as he enters his nose bleeds.) Job. 0, my nose! (Bleeding, runs over to R.R.)


THE LIMERICK BOY. 15 Pad. Divil fly away wid the roof of your nose. You didn't be have like a man should to a woman. Doc. My good woman, don't talk so Miles' boy playing a trick on you, is no fault of ours. Here's a shilling; now leave the house. (Gives money.) Pad. J oily good luck to you, ould tin pot. You're a trump. Stop till I get hould of the vagabone-I'll pitch into him like a hot dinner. I'll just show you how I'll put it into him, right and left. ( Spai at DOCTOR. ) Doc. No, thank you. I'd rather be excused. Job. That's all she thinks about. 0, my nose! Pad. I'll give you a toper for luck, my dailing. Mrs. F. Good gracious! I am quite shocked. Put it into Dr. Coates, right and left, and give Job a toper for luck. You are a dis grace to your sex leave the house, or Job shall put you out. Job. No, not me get somebody else. Pad. It's to me you are spaking? Job put me out! I'd beat a dozen like him ; and as for you, my ould tabby, if you was not a wo man, I'd give you just such a hist as Molly did the cat. Doc. Come, come; this is too bad. I'll put up with it no longer. I'll send for a constable, and have you put into the lock-up-see what a magistrate would say to such conduct. Pad. I'll save you the trouble; but I'll have a slap at :ll:lister Job b e fore I'll go. Job. No, you don't. Pad. Stop till I put this money in my pocket. (Lifts up his dress, au.rt is discovered, by putting money in his pocket.) Omnes. It's a man! It's a man! Pad. Och, murder! What will I do? I'll give them leg bail! (Rims off, L. H. I E.) Job. I'll swear that is Miles' boy Doc. No doubt of it. Come, Mrs. Fidget, we will raise the neigh bors, and have the scamp put in the stocks, follow us, Job. (Exit DOCTOR and Mns. FIDGET, L. H I E.) Jnb. It's all very well to say follow us, Job. I think I've had enough of Miles' boy's physic, which my nose can testify. I shan't be in a hurry to get another dig from him. (Noise of dogs barking, u. E. L. H.) (Exit, L. R. l E.) SCENE V. Same as first. Noise of dogs continued. Ente r PADDY, from gate inc. Petd. (Undressing himself quickly.) I forgot that I was a woman however, they are coming, and I must face it out. Entei DR. CoATEB, :llins. FIDGET, and JoB, from gate in c. Doc. Young man, have you seen a woman running this way? JJ.lrs. F. A man dressed in woman's clothes!


16 THE LDIERICK JIOY, Pad. Faith, I did. It was that dirty blackguard, l\files' boy. Job. Don't mind him, what he says; he is Miles' boy himself. I know him by his turn-up nose. Pad. Know me by my turn-up nose! I'll give it to you, my darling. (Runs at him.) Euter REUBEN, R.H. 1 E. Reu. Ah, Mr. Paddy, you've been going it again Doc. You know him then ? Reu. I thought every body knew 1'files' boy Doc. Miles' boy! D-n me, if I haven't got you now. Pad. Och, murder! it' s all a mistake. Doc. I'll mistake you. (Calling.) Harry, Harry! I say. Rcu. Your son Harry, doctor, has just been married to a Miss Fidget, at yonder church. Doc. My s on married? It' s false. Pad. By me sowl, it's tnie enough, for here they come. Ente r HARRY and JANE, R, H. 1 E. Har and Jane. (Kne e ling.) We crave your blessing Doc. The devil This is worse than being played a trick upon by Miles' boy. Pad. You may well say that. Mr. Harry bas got a wife and five thousand pounds. You have a shilling and no wife. Paddy ]\files don't care a dump for you. D o c. Here' s a pretty go. But what's done can't be undone. Mrs. F. True, doctor; and as Mr. Harry has five thousand pounds, I think we had b ette r forgive them. Doc. I think so too. The r e bless you both, and may you be happy; and as for you, Mr. Paddy --Har. Pray forgive him, father. You know the old one is not so black as he is painted. Jane. And he's a clever postman. Doc. Well, the odds are against me. l suppose I must forgive -but no more right and left. Pad. Niver fear, sir. Only pardon me this time, and I'll niver do so again. liar. Paddy shall remain in our service, and we will be as happy as the days are long. Pad. By my sowl, you've had it all your own way. (To audience.) But I am sure there's one thing wanted to make us all happy; and with your kind permission, I'll solicit our friends here to bestow their blees ings upon Paddy Miles, the Limeri ck boy. SITUATIONS. JANE. HARRY. PADDY. MRS. FIDGET. DR. COATEll. REUBEN, Jon. .. x L, H CURTAIN.


Spencer's Boston Theatre Price, 1 2 1-2 C ents, eachi ,l'e n for One Dollar. BOUND VOLUMES. $1. VOL. XVI VOL. XXI. 121 The Wonder, 161 A Hard Struggle, 122 The Rights of Man. 162 Gwinneth Vaughan, 123 Robert Emmet. 163 Th e Love Knot. 124 My Husband' s Ghost. 164 M etamor a. Burlesque, 125 Jligh t ing by Proxy, [Game 165 Dream s of DeTusion. 126 Two Can Play at that 166 The Lovers, 127 Unprotecte d Female, 167 Ti c klWi Times, [Tiger, 128 Gr e en Bushes. 168 Twenty Minutes with a V OL. '.XVII. V OL.XXII. 129 Flowers of the Forest 169 Miralda or the Justice of 130 F orty and Fifty, liO Heads or Tails. [Tacon, 131 Who Stole the Pocketbook 171 A Soldiers' Courtship, 1 3 2 A Bachelor of Arts, 172 Lavate r, or Not a bad 133 My Son Diana, 173 The Noble Heart. (Judge, 134 The Midnight Banquet. 174 Coriolanus, 135 Unwarrantnhlelntrusion. 175 The Winter's Tale, 136 Mr. & Mrs. White. 176 Servants by Legacy, VOL. XVIll. VOL. XXIII. 1 137 A Quiet iaml11. 177 Eveleen Wilson. 138 Husband of an ho ur, 178 Nick Whlffies, 139 Love's Labour' s Losl 179 The Queen's Heart. 140 The N aiAd Queen. 180 Dying for Love, 141 Ca11rice. 181 The Pirate's Legacy, 1 142 Cool O.S a Cucumber, 182 An Alarming Sacrifice, 143 Sudden Thought.. 183 The Valet de Sham, I lH JumboJum. 184 Nicholas Nickleby. II VOL. XIX. "VOL. XXIV. 145 Tlie-Oradle oflLiberty. 185 The Last of the Pigtails, 146 A Blighted Being, 186 King Rene's Daughter, 147 Little ToddlekiDB, 187 The Grotto Nymph, 148 The' Lost .Ship, 188 The Charcoal Burner, 1 149 A Lover by Proxy, mail, 189 Adelgltha. J 50 Maid with the M1 king 190 A Devlish Good Joke, 151 Country Squir e 19i A Twice 'fold Tale, 152 Perplexing Predi cament. 192 Pas de Fascination. VOL. XX. VOL.IO'XXV. 153 Fraud and I ts Victims. 198 Senor Vali2nle. / 154 Dr. Dilwor\h. 194. Faust and Mrguerlte, 155 Out to Nurse 195 Rural Felicity, 156 Putnm. 196 Ivanhoe, 157 The King and Deserter. 197 The Olio, Part l, I 158 A Lucky Hit. 198 The Olio, 2, 159 The Downger, 199 The Olio 3, 160 La Fiammina. 200 J o nathan in England. VOL.XXVI Wl The Boy Martyrs. 202 Mary's Birthday, 208 Avenger or Moor of Slcll' 204 The Lady and the Devil, The Revolntlonary Soldier 206 A Man without a Head 207 The Trumpeter's Dough 208 Seeing Warren, [ter VOL.XXVU 209 Green Mountain 11<>7. 210 West Encl, or, the I,rish [Heiresa 213 2U 215 216 VOL. XXVIII. 217 218 219 220 221 222 223 224 VOL. XXIX. 22:. 1126 227 229 ll80 281 28 VOL.XXX. 233 234 235 236 237 288 239 2.W Agen t for LACY'S ACTING DRAMAS, .AND THE BRITISH THEATRE, WILLIAM v. SPENCER, 9 4 W ashingt o n Stre et, B est on.


oa SPBAKB.R"S COMPANION A Oollection of RBcitatiom and Dialogues in Prose and Verse CONTENTS: PART FIRST. I 't t Shmnus O 'BrleD. Norman Leolle's A d dreos to the l nry, The Battle of Bonker Hill, Metamora to his W arrlors. .-The !:!ooldlng Wife Reclaimed. Spartacus to the Gladlaton at Capua, Jlocb have at ye &II, -lllreman'a Pri7.e Addreoo, The ilremao. i'lreman's Addrou, Address for the Opening of a Theatre, Dfllk.e's Address to the American i'lag, -Metamora to the Council, 1llngon on the Rhine, The Bashful M ao, The M&nlae. Warren's Addr._ PART SECOND. Alonzo the Brave. _The MalJI of th l nn, E Pluribos Uoom. War Sona: of the Moors lo Granada, Battle of New Orlel\ll8, F. S. Coozem. E Kellogg. F. S. Hill From Blackwood. C H. Eaton. .A. Wallaoo Thazter. By the H!Yn. Mr. NorUm. Lewis, Bet>. J. Pierpont. Utu. SoutMy. Capt J. W: Cutter W: J. Snelling. Thomas Wellir. A Polish Sleigh Ride Iogomar-A Groos Libel, The Indian Mother' Revenge, C G Rosenburg I .d. Wallace Tlwater. I Anon. Andmr 1 ackJooo, The Dying Actor, JUonal' Addnos to the Romans, Balatlava Brigade, Tubal Caln. The Blreman, The Bandit's lfate, The Tao In Ille Street, Scene from Vnmcla I ., Oran.--" The Gladiator, Wom an's B..t. Chrononhotonlllologol!. The Paint King. The Bav111, P a tience, THIRD. The Loot Heir, Puor.JJird. I>r. Bird. I>r. Bird Mis& Vandenlwjf. H. Ca roy. Waohington .dll&ton. Edgar A. .Fbe. .ftter Pindar. Thomas Hood. Henry J. Finn. &.m.uel Woodwi;rth. Pi.ndar. PRIClil, 12 1-2 CENTS EACH NUMBER. V. Spe:q,oer, j 94 W A.8HING'1'.,0N STREET, BOSTON.


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