MRS. P.--Oh, what nice marmalade! I know of some poor children--

MISS P.--Mamma! don't, mamma [in an imploring tone].

MRS. P.--I know of two poor children at home, who have very seldom nice

marmalade and cake, young people.

GEORGE.--You mean Adolphus and Frederick and Amelia, your children.

Well, they shall have marmalade and cake.

BELLA.--Oh, yes! I'll give them mine.

MRS. P.--Darling, dearest child!

GEORGE [his mouth full].--I won't give 'em mine: but they can have

another pot, you know. You have always got a basket with you, Mrs.

Prior. I know you have. You had it that day you took the cold fowl.

MRS. P.--For the poor blind black man! oh, how thankful he was!

GEORGE.--I don't know whether it was for a black man. Mary, get us

another pot of marmalade.

MARY.--I don't know, Master George.

GEORGE.--I WILL have another pot of marmalade. If you don't, I'll--I'll

smash everything--I will.

BELLA.--Oh, you naughty, rude boy!

GEORGE.--Hold YOUR tongue! I WILL have it. Mary shall go and get it.

MRS. P.--Do humor him, Mary; and I'm sure my poor children at home will

be the better for it.

GEORGE.--There's your basket! now put this cake in, and this pat

of butter, and this sugar. Hurray, hurray! Oh, what jolly fun! Tell

Adolphus and Amelia I sent it to them--tell 'em they shall never want

for anything as long as George Kicklebury Milliken, Esq., can give it

'em. Did Adolphus like my gray coat that I didn't want?

MISS P.--You did not give him your new gray coat?

GEORGE.--Don't you speak to me; I'm going to school--I'm not going to

have no more governesses soon.

MRS. P.--Oh, my dear Master George, what a nice coat it is, and how well

my poor boy looked in it!

MISS P.--Don't, mamma! I pray and entreat you not to take the things!

Enter JOHN from dining-room with a tray.

JOHN.--Some cream, some jelly, a little champagne, Miss Prior; I thought

you might like some.

GEORGE.--Oh, jolly! give us hold of the jelly! give us a glass of

champagne.

JOHN.--I will not give you any.

GEORGE.--I'll smash every glass in the room if you don't; I'll cut my

fingers; I'll poison myself--there! I'll eat all this sealing-wax if you

don't, and it's rank poison, you know it is.

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