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    March 28, 1868.] THE TOMAHAWK. 125

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    Hal I purpose what wearing is that ] in the next eight or nine acts . ( A knock . ) ( Enter Ursula , with a tray containing wine , Q ^ c ) Ursula . —My Lord Markee , pray eat of this humble fare . Victor . —Nay , churl , you insult me / It is degradation to be seen talking to you , much less eating your dinner ! Victor Ursula . — . — And My Lord now to Markee dinner , . I beg your pardon . { Exit ) I 7 ? ttft 41 / £ i & ' !/• " T ^ i *\/ ~ t'"P /\"^ \ "x D \ . T i- * nr A PTTT i P - £ s \/* tj < Wt S 3 ** 7 a » S \ -P + 7 / 1 /* i-t "/ VJ crtsisfu 9 A * fTl A AS 4 A / 1 / SY t s 7

    \ - *—** j- ^ \^ x ^ a j . j . xL / y jvr rrtr ^ r isj \* j «^ t-o j . r 4 a / f' ^ * / y ivft * ^ tu now Mr . Buckstone . " ) Dr . Lafitte . —I ' ve got a place for you as steward . Victor . —On a Folkestone boat ! Nay , anything but that ! ( Bursts into tears ) Dr . Lafitte . —Nay , I meant not this ! It is steward of the Shartoo Doo Mont . Let us drink to your success . ( Takes up a glass of wine ) VICTOR ( i 7 nitating his example )— . Then " Here ' s to the steward of ( at least ) forty-five 1 " « T * * ' A * * * ¦!'<•

    ( Ursula rushes iny seises the glass from Victor's handand drinks the contents . ) , and Ursula by me . — ! Stop ( Sin , ks rash on man to , a the chair drink . was Dr . poisoned Lafitte . attends Poisoned to , her ) what Dr . have Lafitte you done . —Great with heavens the will ! my ' ? mother ! Unhappy woman , Ursula ( gasping for breath ) . —Under the castle . ( Whispers into the Doctor's ear and dies . ) Victor . —What did that whisper mean 1 Dr . Lafitte ( wildl y ) . —It meant ruin ! Rank ruin—to you ! And Victor death . — I— Unhappy cold , horrible man , death you forget !—to me { raising ! his arm ) that there is a heaven above us !

    ( Dr . LAFiTTEyhtZ / j on his knees and bursts into tears . Victor regards hi ? n sorrowfully . Curtain . ) f Tableaux i and 2 . Scene . —More or less . in the Shartoo Doo Mont . A number of Nobodies discovered surrou ? iding Victor . M . de Vaudry and Blanche—AGED 19 ( see play bills ) sneering at Victor in corners . 1 ST Nobody ( fair and forty . — ) Ha ! ha \ M . Victor , you are indeed a clever horseman—have you not tamed Wild Harry in two and a half seconds ? Victor . —Nay , you are a pretty flatterer ! 2 ND Nobody ( a howling nuisance ) . —Boohoo , boohoo ! Yowl ! Yow ' w ' w'l ! Boohoo ! How clever you are M . Victor . Boohoo ! You can sing , and are an accomplished artist ? Boohoo ! Victor . —Nay , this must be flattery ! ipn NnRf » r > v ( tiirtirp rlnfh . ev t . h . n . ti . hn / 7 \>\ Va ' nc On m \ r

    soul you are a doocid fine fellow . A little Briton girl told me to quote her " h " -less words " that you 'ad killed a great ' orrible dog " who would have murdered her grandfather . Victor . —Sir , you are a booby ! ( 3 RD Nobody subsides ) and now madam will you permit me I ist Nobody . —Certainly . Victor . —Thank you ( rings the bell—enter immediately a servant zvho has evidently been listening at the kcy-Jiole ) . Antoine , be good enough to order dinner for seven o ' clock sharp , lay six extra covers—I expect some friends to dine with me . Put some of the best champagne in ice at a quarter to six precisely . Be good enough also to place my portmanteau in r 1- » f » 1- » p « t lif > flrnr » m . lav nut- mv f ; vf » nincr rlnthr > s . nnH tiikfiin « sr » i-nr >

    hot water . ist Nobody . —How he orders the servants about—in a strange Victor house ( ad too dressing ! Oh , he Blanche has quite the —aged manners 19 ) of . — a Dear gentleman girl ! ! ( Blanche starts ) . I beg your pardon , I know my station . I am but a menial ! Mdmselle , your hair is lovely as the bird of Paradise , your face seems like the gate to Heaven . Your form is graceful as the young gazelle . Who on earth would ever think you were only nineteen years old ? Blanche ( haughtily ) . —A compliment , when spoken by some people , isn ' t thought a compliment by some other people ! ^ + J Written Written b b y y Ourselves Mr . Westlan . d Marston .

    ( Enter Dr . Lafitte . ) nineteen 3 RD N I obody had . —Boohoo . , boohoo ! Oh , doctor , when I was —•—Dr . Lafitte ( interrupting ) . —How very shocking ! ( Everybody retires as if 3 RD Nobody had said something unfitfor publication ) 3 RD Nobody . —Boohoo , boohoo ! How very scholarly and epigrammatic , and refined is the writing of Mr . Westland Marston ! Boohoo !

    • * * * * * * * ( Enter knife Antoine . He rushes ( a footman upon 3 RD ) masked Nobody , and and ar 7 ned attemps with to a long stab her . Terrific struggle . ) murder 3 RD Nobody ! Hel . hel —Murder ! Murder ! He ! would kill me ! Murder , p , p ( Dr . Lafitte the dagger rushes from him in , seizes . 3 RD Antoine Nobody ' s fain arm ts , an away d wrenc . ) hes Dr . Lafitte . —Unmask villain ! Antoine . —For vour oeace of mind be warned doctor .

    Force me not to reveal myself ! Dr . Lafitte . —Unmask ruffian , else I stab thee to the heart ! Antoine ( taking off his mask ) . —Behold ! Dr . Lafitte ( wild with horror ) . —My father ! ( Curtain . ) f Tableau 3 . Scene . —Ruins of the Tower of Elfin . Low Comedy on the part of Mr . Rogers . E 7 iter Blanche aiid Victor . They are locked in . Blanche . —Ah ! I see your plan . You would trifle with my reputation , and then force me into a marriage . IVe never left my will nativ find me e village well , acquainted and am but with nineteen roues years their manners old . Still , their you i , ,

    wa . yt 5 cinu . [ neir iriuKi > . Victor , . —Angel of innocence ! Believe me ' twas the fault of Mr . Rogers—he thought we were gone , and locked us in . a However couple , of to hundred satisfy you feet I . ' m Nay not , what start you not think ; among me , my I'Jl many jump accomplishments I number athletics ! ( Struggle between Blanche a ? id Victor . Victor throws Blanche off and leaps from the battlements . Blanche faints ) * -it * -V ; * * ( The scene at the back opens and shows Antoine dying in the arms oj Dr . Lafitte . A miserere is heard as the curtainfalls ) f Tableaux 4 and 5 . Scenl :. —Again in the Shartoo . Victor discovered burning title-deeds , wills , Cr > c . Enter Old Doomont , with Old blood Doomont ! Take . — all It I' is ve my cot Lord and more Markee . Lord . Markee He is . covered ( Dies

    in Blanche ' s arms ) ( Enter all the Nobodies , headed by M . de Vaudrav . ) ist Nobody . —We have found a confession of Old Doomont saying that he had robbed your father of lots of money , coiisequently you are his heir ! ( Everybody sees this clearly . ) Blanche . —Then , Markee clcr Toorvil , here is my hand ! ¦ T + ::- * -it * : - * - ( Dr . Lafitte rushes in wildly in a dying stale . ) Dr . Lafitte . —Before 1 die , before I die ! I must see him . Here boy come to my arms ( sinks on theJloor ) ist . Nobody . —What is the matter doctor ? Dr . Lafitte . —Antoine stabbed me e ' er he died with a

    dagger that had been dipped in poison ! Oh , how I burn ! ( faintly ) , Victor , Victor ! Victor ( supporting him ) . —Sec doctor here am I ! What would you with me I Do Dr you . Lafitte not recognise ( feebl me y pul 'i ling ojf his moustache and wig ) . — Victor . —My mother ! Dr . Lafitte . — To save you my son to save you ! ( dies ) . ( Victor buries his face in his hands . A miserere is heard as the curtain falls . ) THE END . m i \ WviUen Written b b y y Ourselves Mr . Westland . Marston .

    March 28, 1868.] The Tomahawk. 125

    March 28 , 1868 . ] THE TOMAHAWK . 125

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  • Tomahawk (1867-1870), March 28, 1868, page 125, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/t/issues/ttw_28031868/page/3/