SCENE IV.

_Half dark.—A front wood.—The report of a gun is heard; shortly after_,

RIP _enters, with his fowling piece._

RIP.

[Whip-poor-Will! egad, I think they’ll whip poor Rip.](109)—[ _Takes aim

at bird; it flashes in the pan._]—Another miss! Oh, curse the misses and

the missusses! hang me if I can get a single shot at the sky-flyers.

[Wish](110) I had one of de German guns which Knickerbocker talks so

much about—one dat fires round(111) corners: la! how I’d bring dem down!

bring dem down! were I to wing as many daily as would fill a dearborn,

Dame wouldn’t be satisfied—not that she’s avaricious—but den she must

have something or somebody to snarl at, and I’m the unlucky dog at whom

she always lets fly. Now, she got at me mit de broomstick so soon as I

got back again; if I go home again, she will break my back. Tunner

wasser! how sleepy I am—I can’t go home, she will break my back—so I

will sleep in de mountain to-night, and to-morrow I turn over a new leaf

and drink no more liquor.(112)

VOICE.

[_Outside:_] Rip Van Winkle.

_A dead pause ensues.—Suddenly a noise like the rolling of cannonballs is

heard—then a discordant shout of laughter._—RIP _wakes and sits up

astonished._

RIP.

What [the deuce](113) is that? [my wife] at mine elbow? Oh, no, nothing

of the kind: I must have been dreaming; so I’ll contrive to nap, since

I’m far enough from her din. [_Reclines and sleeps._(114)

VOICE

[_Outside._] Rip Van Winkle. [_The laugh being repeated_, RIP _again

awakes._(115)

RIP.

I can’t be mistaken dis time. Plague on’t, I’ve got among the spirits of

the mountains, metinks, and haven’t a drop of spirits left to keep them

off.

SWAGGRINO.

(116)[_Without._] Rip Van Winkle! Rip Van Winkle.

RIP.

Rip Van Winkle! that’s me to a certainty.

_Music._—[SWAGGRINO, _the grotesque dwarf, enters_],(117) _bending beneath

the weight of a large cask which he bears on his shoulder.—He pauses,

examines _RIP, _then invites him to assist him in placing the cask on the

ground, which _RIP _complies with._

RIP.

Hang me, if he hasn’t brought my heart up into my mouth: what an

outlandish being, [a sea snake,](118) by dunder!

_Music._—[SWAGGRINO,](119) _pointing to the cask, [entreats_] RIP’S

_assistance in bearing it up the mountains._

RIP.

Want me to help you up mit it? Why not say so at first, my old codger?

What a queer old chap, to be sure; but I can’t let him toil up the

mountain with such a heavy load as dat, no, no, and so, old [broad](120)

chops, I’ll help you.

_Music_.—[DWARF](121) _assists in placing cask on_ RIP’S _shoulder. A loud

laugh is heard;_ RIP _is alarmed, but_ [DWARF] _signs him to proceed and

be of good courage—leads way up rocks. Another peal of laughter, and_ RIP

_hastily follows him._

*Footnotes*

109 Not in K.

110 “I vishes” in K. No attempt is being made to indicate small

differences ofdialect.

111 “der” inserted in K.

112 In K., stage direction, “[_Lies down._]”.

113 “der debil” in K.; also “mein frau.”

114 In K., the stage directions are: [_Lies down to sleep._

115 In K., the speech takes this form:

VOICE. [_Without._] Rip Van Winkle!

116 No name in K., only “VOICE.”

117 In K., read. “_One of the_ SPECTRE CREW _enters._”

118 Not in K.

119 “_The_ IMP” in K.; also “asks.”

120 “pale” in K.

121 “IMP” in K.

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