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Show The Recruiting Officer. 21 ruin m e at laft I wo'n't lofe the Fellows tho', if I can help ic Well, Gentlemen, there muft be fome Trick in this; m y Serjeant offers to take his Oath that you are fairly 1 ft. Mob. Why, Captain, we know that you Soldiers have more Liberty of Confcience than other Folks; but for me, or Neighbour Coftar here, to take fuch an Oath, t wou'd be downright Perjuration. . . Plume. Look'e, Rafcal, you Villain ; if I find that you have impos'd upon thefe two honeft Fellows, I'll trample you to death, you Dog Come, how wast ? 2d. Mob. Nay then, w e will fpeak ; your Serjeant, as you fay, is a Rogue, begging your Worlhip's Pardon - and - lil Mob. Nay, Tummas, let me fpeak; you know I can read And fo, Sir, he gave us thofe two Pieces of Money tor Pictures of the Queen, by way of a Prefent. Plume. H o w ! by way of a Prefent! The Son of a Whore! I'll teach him to abufe honeft Fellows, like you t Scoundrel, Rogue, Villain ! [Beats off the Serjeant, and follows. Mob. O brave noble Captain! Huzza! a brave Captain, ^ft.Mob. Now, Tummas, Carol™ is Latin for a Beating : This is the braveft Captain I ever faw - Wounds, 1 have a Months mind to go with him. Enter Plume. Plume. A Dog, to abufe two fuch honeft Fellows as you. Look'e, Gentlemen, I love a pretty Fellow , 1 come among you as an Officer to lift Soldiers, not as a Kidnapper to Ileal Slaves. ill Mob. Mind that, Tummas. L'fi ^n^,, Plume. 1 defire no M a n to go with me, but as I went my felf: I went a Volunteer, as you, or you, may do; tor a little time carry'd a Mufquet, and now I command a Gom- ^"d. Mob. Mind that,Coftar: A fweet Gentleman. ' Plume. 'Tis true, Gentlemen, I might take an advantage of you ; the Quel's Money was in your Pockets m y Serjeant was ready tt take his Oath you were lifted; but I fcorn to do a bafe thing, you are both of you at your lucrty. illMob:Thank you, noble Captain - - I cod, I cant find in m y heart to leave him, he talks fo fine y. 2d Mob. Ay, Collar, wou'd he always hold in this m m d . ptrComemyLads,onethingmoreITltel you: you« both young tight Fellows, and the Army is the place to make B b 4 * |