ACT II. SCENE I.

Enter CHARLOTTE and LETITIA.

CHARLOTTE [at entering].

BETTY, take those things out of the carriage and carry them to my

chamber; see that you don't tumble them. My dear, I protest, I think

it was the homeliest of the whole. I declare I was almost tempted to

return and change it.

LETITIA

Why would you take it?

CHARLOTTE

Didn't Mrs. Catgut say it was the most fashionable?

LETITIA

But, my dear, it will never fit becomingly on you.

CHARLOTTE

I know that; but did you not hear Mrs. Catgut say it was fashionable?

LETITIA

Did you see that sweet airy cap with the white sprig?

CHARLOTTE

Yes, and I longed to take it; but, my dear, what could I do? Did not

Mrs. Catgut say it was the most fashionable; and if I had not taken it,

was not that awkward, gawky, Sally Slender, ready to purchase it

immediately?

LETITIA

Did you observe how she tumbled over the things at the next shop, and

then went off without purchasing anything, nor even thanking the poor

man for his trouble? But, of all the awkward creatures, did you see

Miss Blouze endeavouring to thrust her unmerciful arm into those small

kid gloves?

CHARLOTTE

Ha, ha, ha, ha!

LETITIA

Then did you take notice with what an affected warmth of friendship she

and Miss Wasp met? when all their acquaintance know how much pleasure

they take in abusing each other in every company.

CHARLOTTE

Lud! Letitia, is that so extraordinary? Why, my dear, I hope you are

not going to turn sentimentalist. Scandal, you know, is but amusing

ourselves with the faults, foibles, follies, and reputations of our

friends; indeed, I don't know why we should have friends, if we are not

at liberty to make use of them. But no person is so ignorant of the

world as to suppose, because I amuse myself with a lady's faults, that

I am obliged to quarrel with her person every time we meet: believe me,

my dear, we should have very few acquaintance at that rate.

SERVANT enters and delivers a letter to CHARLOTTE, and--[Exit.

CHARLOTTE

You'll excuse me, my dear.

[Opens and reads to herself.

LETITIA

Oh, quite excusable.

CHARLOTTE

As I hope to be married, my brother Henry is in the city.

LETITIA

What, your brother, Colonel Manly?

CHARLOTTE

Yes, my dear; the only brother I have in the world.

LETITIA

Was he never in this city?

CHARLOTTE

Never nearer than Harlem Heights, where he lay with his regiment.

LETITIA

What sort of a being is this brother of yours? If he is as chatty, as

pretty, as sprightly as you, half the belles in the city will be

pulling caps for him.

CHARLOTTE

My brother is the very counterpart and reverse of me: I am gay, he is

grave; I am airy, he is solid; I am ever selecting the most pleasing

objects for my laughter, he has a tear for every pitiful one. And

thus, whilst he is plucking the briars and thorns from the path of the

unfortunate, I am strewing my own path with roses.

LETITIA

My sweet friend, not quite so poetical, and a little more particular.

CHARLOTTE

Hands off, Letitia. I feel the rage of simile upon me; I can't talk to

you in any other way. My brother has a heart replete with the noblest

sentiments, but then, it is like--it is like--Oh! you provoking girl,

you have deranged all my ideas--it is like--Oh! I have it--his heart is

like an old maiden lady's bandbox; it contains many costly things,

arranged with the most scrupulous nicety, yet the misfortune is that

they are too delicate, costly, and antiquated for common use.

LETITIA

By what I can pick out of your flowery description, your brother is no

beau.

CHARLOTTE

No, indeed; he makes no pretension to the character. He'd ride, or

rather fly, an hundred miles to relieve a distressed object, or to do a

gallant act in the service of his country; but should you drop your fan

or bouquet in his presence, it is ten to one that some beau at the

farther end of the room would have the honour of presenting it to you

before he had observed that it fell. I'll tell you one of his

antiquated, anti-gallant notions. He said once in my presence, in a

room full of company,--would you believe it?--in a large circle of

ladies, that the best evidence a gentleman could give a young lady of

his respect and affection was to endeavour in a friendly manner to

rectify her foibles. I protest I was crimson to the eyes, upon

reflecting that I was known as his sister.

LETITIA

Insupportable creature! tell a lady of her faults! if he is so grave, I

fear I have no chance of captivating him.

CHARLOTTE

His conversation is like a rich, old-fashioned brocade,--it will stand

alone; every sentence is a sentiment. Now you may judge what a time I

had with him, in my twelve months' visit to my father. He read me such

lectures, out of pure brotherly affection, against the extremes of

fashion, dress, flirting, and coquetry, and all the other dear things

which he knows I doat upon, that I protest his conversation made me as

melancholy as if I had been at church; and heaven knows, though I never

prayed to go there but on one occasion, yet I would have exchanged his

conversation for a psalm and a sermon. Church is rather melancholy, to

be sure; but then I can ogle the beaux, and be regaled with "here

endeth the first lesson," but his brotherly here, you would think had

no end. You captivate him! Why, my dear, he would as soon fall in

love with a box of Italian flowers. There is Maria, now, if she were

not engaged, she might do something. Oh! how I should like to see that

pair of pensorosos together, looking as grave as two sailors' wives of

a stormy night, with a flow of sentiment meandering through their

conversation like purling streams in modern poetry.

LETITIA

Oh! my dear fanciful--

CHARLOTTE

Hush! I hear some person coming through the entry.

Enter SERVANT.

SERVANT.

Madam, there's a gentleman below who calls himself Colonel Manly; do

you chuse to be at home?

CHARLOTTE

Shew him in. [Exit Servant.] Now for a sober face.

Enter Colonel MANLY.

MANLY

My dear Charlotte, I am happy that I once more enfold you within the

arms of fraternal affection. I know you are going to ask (amiable

impatience!) how our parents do,--the venerable pair transmit you their

blessing by me. They totter on the verge of a well-spent life, and

wish only to see their children settled in the world, to depart in

peace.

CHARLOTTE

I am very happy to hear that they are well. [Coolly.] Brother, will

you give me leave to introduce you to our uncle's ward, one of my most

intimate friends?

MANLY [saluting Letitia].

I ought to regard your friends as my own.

CHARLOTTE

Come, Letitia, do give us a little dash of your vivacity; my brother is

so sentimental and so grave, that I protest he'll give us the vapours.

MANLY

Though sentiment and gravity, I know, are banished the polite world,

yet I hoped they might find some countenance in the meeting of such

near connections as brother and sister.

CHARLOTTE

Positively, brother, if you go one step further in this strain, you

will set me crying, and that, you know, would spoil my eyes; and then I

should never get the husband which our good papa and mamma have so

kindly wished me--never be established in the world.

MANLY

Forgive me, my sister,--I am no enemy to mirth; I love your

sprightliness; and I hope it will one day enliven the hours of some

worthy man; but when I mention the respectable authors of my

existence,--the cherishers and protectors of my helpless infancy, whose

hearts glow with such fondness and attachment that they would willingly

lay down their lives for my welfare,--you will excuse me if I am so

unfashionable as to speak of them with some degree of respect and

reverence.

CHARLOTTE

Well, well, brother; if you won't be gay, we'll not differ; I will be

as grave as you wish. [Affects gravity.] And so, brother, you have

come to the city to exchange some of your commutation notes for a

little pleasure?

MANLY

Indeed you are mistaken; my errand is not of amusement, but business;

and as I neither drink nor game, my expenses will be so trivial, I

shall have no occasion to sell my notes.

CHARLOTTE

Then you won't have occasion to do a very good thing. Why, here was

the Vermont General--he came down some time since, sold all his musty

notes at one stroke, and then laid the cash out in trinkets for his

dear Fanny. I want a dozen pretty things myself; have you got the

notes with you?

MANLY

I shall be ever willing to contribute, as far as it is in my power, to

adorn or in any way to please my sister; yet I hope I shall never be

obliged for this to sell my notes. I may be romantic, but I preserve

them as a sacred deposit. Their full amount is justly due to me, but

as embarrassments, the natural consequences of a long war, disable my

country from supporting its credit, I shall wait with patience until it

is rich enough to discharge them. If that is not in my day, they shall

be transmitted as an honourable certificate to posterity, that I have

humbly imitated our illustrious WASHINGTON, in having exposed my health

and life in the service of my country, without reaping any other reward

than the glory of conquering in so arduous a contest.

CHARLOTTE

Well said heroics. Why, my dear Henry, you have such a lofty way of

saying things, that I protest I almost tremble at the thought of

introducing you to the polite circles in the city. The belles would

think you were a player run mad, with your head filled with old scraps

of tragedy; and as to the beaux, they might admire, because they would

not understand you. But, however, I must, I believe, introduce you to

two or three ladies of my acquaintance.

LETITIA

And that will make him acquainted with thirty or forty beaux.

CHARLOTTE

Oh! brother, you don't know what a fund of happiness you have in store.

MANLY

I fear, sister, I have not refinement sufficient to enjoy it.

CHARLOTTE

Oh! you cannot fail being pleased.

LETITIA

Our ladies are so delicate and dressy.

CHARLOTTE

And our beaux so dressy and delicate.

LETITIA

Our ladies chat and flirt so agreeably.

CHARLOTTE

And our beaux simper and bow so gracefully.

LETITIA

With their hair so trim and neat.

CHARLOTTE

And their faces so soft and sleek.

LETITIA

Their buckles so tonish and bright.

CHARLOTTE

And their hands so slender and white.

LETITIA

I vow, Charlotte, we are quite poetical.

CHARLOTTE

And then, brother, the faces of the beaux are of such a lily-white hue!

None of that horrid robustness of constitution, that vulgar corn-fed

glow of health, which can only serve to alarm an unmarried lady with

apprehension, and prove a melancholy memento to a married one, that she

can never hope for the happiness of being a widow. I will say this to

the credit of our city beaux, that such is the delicacy of their

complexion, dress, and address, that, even had I no reliance upon the

honour of the dear Adonises, I would trust myself in any possible

situation with them, without the least apprehensions of rudeness.

MANLY

Sister Charlotte!

CHARLOTTE

Now, now, now, brother [interrupting him], now don't go to spoil my

mirth with a dash of your gravity; I am so glad to see you, I am in

tiptop spirits. Oh! that you could be with us at a little snug party.

There is Billy Simper, Jack Chaffe, and Colonel Van Titter, Miss

Promonade, and the two Miss Tambours, sometimes make a party, with some

other ladies, in a side-box at the play. Everything is conducted with

such decorum. First we bow round to the company in general, then to

each one in particular, then we have so many inquiries after each

other's health, and we are so happy to meet each other, and it is so

many ages since we last had that pleasure, and if a married lady is in

company, we have such a sweet dissertation upon her son Bobby's

chin-cough; then the curtain rises, then our sensibility is all awake,

and then, by the mere force of apprehension, we torture some harmless

expression into a double meaning, which the poor author never dreamt

of, and then we have recourse to our fans, and then we blush, and then

the gentlemen jog one another, peep under the fan, and make the

prettiest remarks; and then we giggle and they simper, and they giggle

and we simper, and then the curtain drops, and then for nuts and

oranges, and then we bow, and it's pray, Ma'am, take it, and pray, Sir,

keep it, and oh! not for the world, Sir; and then the curtain rises

again, and then we blush and giggle and simper and bow all over again.

Oh! the sentimental charms of a side-box conversation! [All laugh.]

MANLY

Well, sister, I join heartily with you in the laugh; for, in my

opinion, it is as justifiable to laugh at folly as it is reprehensible

to ridicule misfortune.

CHARLOTTE

Well, but, brother, positively I can't introduce you in these clothes:

why, your coat looks as if it were calculated for the vulgar purpose of

keeping yourself comfortable.

MANLY

This coat was my regimental coat in the late war. The public tumults

of our state have induced me to buckle on the sword in support of that

government which I once fought to establish. I can only say, sister,

that there was a time when this coat was respectable, and some people

even thought that those men who had endured so many winter campaigns in

the service of their country, without bread, clothing, or pay, at least

deserved that the poverty of their appearance should not be ridiculed.

CHARLOTTE

We agree in opinion entirely, brother, though it would not have done

for me to have said it: it is the coat makes the man respectable. In

the time of the war, when we were almost frightened to death, why, your

coat was respectable, that is, fashionable; now another kind of coat is

fashionable, that is, respectable. And pray direct the taylor to make

yours the height of the fashion.

MANLY

Though it is of little consequence to me of what shape my coat is, yet,

as to the height of the fashion, there you will please to excuse me,

sister. You know my sentiments on that subject. I have often lamented

the advantage which the French have over us in that particular. In

Paris, the fashions have their dawnings, their routine, and

declensions, and depend as much upon the caprice of the day as in other

countries; but there every lady assumes a right to deviate from the

general ton as far as will be of advantage to her own appearance. In

America, the cry is, what is the fashion? and we follow it

indiscriminately, because it is so.

CHARLOTTE Therefore it is, that when large hoops are in fashion, we

often see many a plump girl lost in the immensity of a hoop-petticoat,

whose want of height and en-bon-point would never have been remarked in

any other dress. When the high head-dress is the mode, how then do we

see a lofty cushion, with a profusion of gauze, feathers, and ribband,

supported by a face no bigger than an apple! whilst a broad full-faced

lady, who really would have appeared tolerably handsome in a large

head-dress, looks with her smart chapeau as masculine as a soldier.

MANLY

But remember, my dear sister, and I wish all my fair country-women

would recollect, that the only excuse a young lady can have for going

extravagantly into a fashion is because it makes her look extravagantly

handsome.--Ladies, I must wish you a good morning.

CHARLOTTE

But, brother, you are going to make home with us.

MANLY

Indeed I cannot. I have seen my uncle and explained that matter.

CHARLOTTE

Come and dine with us, then. We have a family dinner about half-past

four o'clock.

MANLY

I am engaged to dine with the Spanish ambassador. I was introduced to

him by an old brother officer; and instead of freezing me with a cold

card of compliment to dine with him ten days hence, he, with the true

old Castilian frankness, in a friendly manner, asked me to dine with

him to-day--an honour I could not refuse. Sister, adieu--Madam, your

most obedient--[Exit.

CHARLOTTE

I will wait upon you to the door, brother; I have something particular

to say to you. [Exit.

LETITIA, alone.

What a pair!--She the pink of flirtation, he the essence of everything

that is outre and gloomy.--I think I have completely deceived Charlotte

by my manner of speaking of Mr. Dimple; she's too much the friend of

Maria to be confided in. He is certainly rendering himself

disagreeable to Maria, in order to break with her and proffer his hand

to me. This is what the delicate fellow hinted in our last

conversation. [Exit.

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