tile the change-broker, and Soberfides the banker-we fhall all be there. We shall have deep doings. Dap. Yes, yes; well, a good morning; I must go now and fill up a policy for a ship that has been loft these three days. G. Phil. My dear Dapper, thou art the best of friends. Dap. Ay, I'll ftand by you-It will be time enough for you to break when you fee your father near his end; then give 'em a smash; put yourself at the head of his fortune, and begin the world again-Good morning. G. Philpot folus. [Exit. G. Phil. Dapper, adieu-Who, now, in my fituation would envy any of your great folks at the court-end! A lord has nothing to depend upon but his eftate-He can't spend you a hundred thousand pounds of other people's money-no-no-I had rather be a little bobwig citizen in good credit, than a commiffioner of the cuftoms-Commiffioner!-The King has not fo good a thing in his gift as a commiffion of bankruptcy-Don't we fee them all with their country feats at Hogfdon, and at Kentish-town, and at Newington-butts, and at Iflington; with their little flying Mercuries tipt on the top of the house, their Apollos, their Venus's, and their leaden Hercules's in the garden; and themselves fitting before the door, with pipes in their mouths, waiting for a good digestion-Zoons! here comes old dad; now for a few dry maxims of left-handed wisdom, to prove myfelf a fcoundrel in fentiment, and pafs in his eyes for a hope ful young man likely to do well in the world. Enter Old Philpot. Old Phil. Twelve times twelve is 144. G. Phil. I'll attack him in his own way-Commiffion at two and a half per cent. Old Phil. There he is, intent upon bufinefs! What, plodding, George? G. Phil. Thinking a little of the main chance, Sir. Old Phil. That's right; it is a wide world, George. G. Phil. Yes, Sir; but you inftructed me early in the rudiments of trade. Old Phil. Ay, ay! I inftill'd good principles into thee. G. Phil. G. Phil. So you did Sir-Principal and interest is all I ever heard from him, [afide.] I fhall never forget the ftory you recommended to my earliest notice, Sir.' Old Phil. What was that, George? It is quite out of my head. G. Phil. It intimated, Sir, how Mr Thomas Inkle, of London, merchant, was caft away, and was afterwards protected by a young lady, who grew in love with him, and how he afterwards bargained with a planter to fell her for a flave. Old Phil. Ay, ay, [laughs] I recollect it now. G. Phil. And when the pleaded being with child by him, he was no otherwise mov'd than to raise his price, and make her turn better to account. Old Phil. [Burfts into a laugh.] I remember it-ha, ha!-there was the very spirit of trade! ay-ay—ha, ha! G. Phil. That was calculation for you-- Old Phil. Ay, ay. G. Phil. The Rule of Three- -If one gives me fo much, what will two give me? Old Phil. Ay, ay. [Laughs.] G. Phil. That was a hit, Sir. Old Phil. Ay, ay. G. Phil. That was having his wits about him. Old Phil. Ay, ay! It is a leffon for all young men. It was a hit indeed, ha! ha! [Both laugh.] G. Phil. What an old negro it is. [Afide.] Old Phil. Thou art a fon after my own heart, George. G. Phil. Trade must be minded-A penny fav'd, is a penny got Old Phil. Ay, ay, [Shakes his head, and looks ouǹning.] G. Phil. He that hath money in his purfe won't want a head on his fhoulders. Old Phil. Ay, ay. G. Phil. Rome was not built in a day-Fortunes are made by degrees-Pains to get, care to keep, and fear to lofe Old Phil. Ay, ay. G. Phil. He that lies in bed, his eftate feels it. Old Phil. Ay, ay, the good boy. G. Phil. 1 G. Phil. The old curmudgeon [afide] thinks nothing mean that brings in an honeft penny. Old Phil. The good boy! George, I have great hopes of thee. G. Phil. Thanks to your example; you have taught me to be cautious in this wide world—Love your neighbour, but don't pull down your hedge. Old Phil. I profefs it is a wife faying-I never heard Old Phil. Friendship has nothing to do with trade. G.Phil. There was your neighbour's fon, Dick Worthy, who was always cramming his head with Greek and Latin at school; he wanted to borrow of me the other day; but I was too cunning. Old Phil. Ay, ay-Let him draw bills of exchange in Greek and Latin, and fee where he will get a pound fterling for them. G. Phil. So I told him-I went to him to his garret in the Minories; and there I found him in all his mifery! and a fine fcene it was-There was his wife in a corner of the room, at a washing tub, up to the elbows in fuds; a folitary pork-ftake was dangling by a bit of pack-thread before a melancholy fire; himfelf feated at a three-legg'd table, writing a pamphlet against the German war; a child upon his left knee, his right-leg employed in rocking a cradle with a brattling in it And fo there was bufinefs enough for them all-His wife rubbing away, [mimicks a washerwoman]; and he writing on," The king of Pruffia fhall have no more fubfidies-Saxony "fhall be indemnify'd-He fhan't have a foot in Sile fia." There is a fweet little baby! [to the child en bis knee]-then he rock'd the cradle, hufh ho! hush ho!-then twifted the grifken [fnaps his fingers] hufh ho! The Ruffians fhall have Pruffia," [writes.] The wife [wafhes and fings.] He-"There's a dear." Round goes the grifken again [fnaps his finger]; and Canada must "be reftor'd," [writes.]-And fo you have a picture of the whole family. VOL. III. B Old Phil. Ha, ha! What becomes of his Greek and Latin now? Fine words butter no parfnips-He had no money from you, I fuppofe, George? G. Phil. Oh! no; charity begins at home, fays I. › `Old Phil. And it was wifely faid—I have an excellent faying when any man wants to borrow of me--I am ready with my joke—“ A fool and his money are foon parted"-ha, ha, ha! G. Phil. Ha, ha -An old fkin-flint. [Afide.] Old Phil. Ay, aya fool and his money are foon parted-ha, ha, ha! G. Phil. Now if I can wring a handsome sum out of him, it will prove the truth of what he fays. [Afide.] And yet trade has its inconveniences. Great houses ftopping payment! Old Phil. Hey-what! you look chagrin'd!--Nothing of that fort has happened to thee, I hope? G. Phil. A great house at Cadiz-Don John de Alvarada-The Spanish galleons not making quick returns and fo my bills are come back. Old Phil. Ay![Shakes his head.] G. Phil. I have indeed a remittance from Meffina. That voyage yields me thirty per cent. profit-But this blow coming upon me Old Phil. Why this is unlucky-how much money? G. Phil. Three and twenty hundred. Old Phil. George, too many eggs in one basket; I'll tell thee, George, I expect Sir Jasper Wilding here prefently to conclude the treaty of marriage I have on foot for thee: then hufh this up, fay nothing of it, and in a day or two you pay these bills with his daughter's portion. G. Phil. The old rogue [afide.] That will never do, I shall be blown upon 'Change Alvarada will pay in time-He has open'd his affairs-He appears a good man. Old Phil. Does he? G. Phil. A great fortune left; will pay in time, but I must crack before that. Old. Phil. It is unlucky! A good man you say he is? G. Phil. Nobody better. Old Phil. Let me fee-Suppofe I lend this money? G. Phil. : G. Phil. Ah, Sir. Old Phil. How much is your remittance from Meffina? Old Phil. Then you want fifteen hundred and fifty. Old Phil. Don Álvarada is a good man, you say? G. Phil. Yes, Sir. Old Phil. I will venture to lend the money-You must allow me commiffion upon thofe bills for taking them up for honour of the drawer. G. Phil. Agreed. Old Phil. Lawful intereft while I am out of my mo Old Phil. A power of attorney to receive the monies from Alvarada, when he makes a payment. G. Phil. You shall have it. Old Phil. Your own bond. G. Phil. To be fure. Old Phil. Go and get me a check-You shall have a draught on the bank. G. Phil. Yes, Sir, [going] Old Phil. But ftay—I had forgot-I muft fell out for this Stocks are under par-You must pay the diffe rence. G. Phil. Was ever fuch a leech! (afide.) By all means, Sir. Old Phil. Step and get me a check. G. Phil. A fool and his money are foon parted. [Afide. [Exit G. Philpot. Old Philpot flus. What with commiflion, lawful intereft, and his paying the difference of the ftocks, which are higher now than when I bought in, this will be no bad morning's work; and then in the evening, I fhall be in the rareft fpirits for this new adventure I am recommended to— Let me fee- -what is the lady's name, [Takes a letter out.] Corinna! ay, ay, by the description fhe is a bale of goods-I fhall be in rare fpirits-Ay, this is the way, to indulge one's paffions and yet conceal them, and to mind one's business in the city here as if one had no B 2 paffions |