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His success and cruelties in the French War. Battle at Fort Freeland. Capts. Dougherty and Boon killed. His Cruelties in the neighborhood of Cherry Valley, &c. Indians remove their general Encampment. In 1782, Col. Crawford is sent to destroy them, &c. Is met by a Traitor, Battle. Crawford's Men surprized. Irregular Retreat. Crawford and Doct. Night taken. Council. Crawford Condemned and Burnt.
About what Hour, Sir? Char. The Meridian of the Night, Sir, about the Hours of Twelve or One; but who descended, or in what Shape, is yet uncertain. Doct. This I believe, Sir. Char. Why, Sir? Doct. May I communicate a Secret of that nature? Char. To any of the Cabalists, but none else. Doct. Then know last Night, my Daughter and my Niece were entertain'd by those illustrious Heroes. Char.
"Jedge," he said, drawing a pace or two nearer his employer, "did you ever hear tell of a pale-yaller party w'ich calls hisse'f Doct' J. Talbott Duvall dat come yere a few weeks ago?" "Ah, hah!" said the judge as though satisfied of the correctness of a prior conclusion. "I thought possibly my mind might be on the right track. Yes, I've heard of him and I've seen him. Whut of him?"
And I may make thee great; all I require, is, that thou wilt double thy diligent Care of my Daughter and my Niece; for there are mighty things design'd for them, if we can keep 'em from the sight of Man. Scar. The sight of Man, Sir! Doct. Ay, and the very Thoughts of Man. Scar. What Antidote is there to be given to a young Wench, against the Disease of Love and Longing? Doct.
Hum, the Doctor here first, this is not so well, but I'm prepar'd with Impudence for all Encounters. Enter the Doctor. Scaramouch salutes him gravely. Doct. Scar.
In what, thou Villain? in what? Scar. Doct. Ha! hum It is indeed a Stately Piece of Work; how came I by 'em? Scar. 'Twas sent your Reverence from the Virtuoso, or some of the Cabalists. Doct. I must confess, the Workmanship is excellent; but still I do insist I heard the Musick. Scar. 'Twas then the tuning of the Spheres, some Serenade, Sir, from the Inhabitants of the Moon. Doct.
Scaramouch. Bell. Who, if he had no more Honesty and Conscience than my Uncle, wou'd let us pine for want of Lovers: but thanks be prais'd, the Generosity of our Cavaliers has open'd their obdurate Hearts with a Golden Key, that lets 'em in at all Opportunities. Come, come, let's in, and answer their Billet-Doux. SCENE II. A Garden. Doct. Set down the Telescope. Let me see, what Hour is it? Scar.
I am resolv'd to marry to morrow either to the Apothecary or the Farmer, Men I never saw, to be reveng'd on thee, thou termagant Infidel. Enter the Doctor. Doct. What Noise, what Out-cry, what Tumult's this? Har. Ha, the Doctor! Doct. A Woman! some Baud I am sure; Woman, what's your Business here? ha. Har.
What was that struck me? Scar. Struck you, Sir! Imagination. Doct. Can my Imagination feel, Sirrah? Scar. Oh, the most tenderly of any part about one, Sir! Doct. Hum that may be. Scar. Are you a great Philosopher, and know not that, Sir? Doct. Looks again. Scar. You will, when you see 'em by Day-light, Sir. The Doctor sees him. Doct. Ha, Is that Imagination too?
Better than all Galenicus. SCENE IV. Draws off to Bellemante's Chamber, discovers Elaria, Bellemante and Mopsophil in Night-Gowns. Mop. You have your Lessons, stand to it bravely, and the Town's our own, Madam. Enter Doctor softly. Doct. Ha, not in Bed! this gives me mortal Fears. Bell. Doct. Bell. Doct. Bell.
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