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 FRENCH'S STANDARD DRAMA. 
 
 No. CXLVIII. 
 
 PETER WILKINS: 
 
 THE FLYING ISLANDERS 
 
 A 
 
 MELO-DRAMATIC SPECTACLE, 
 
 IN TWO ACTS. 
 
 AS NOW PERFORMED IN ALL THE PRINCIPAL THEATRES IN 
 ENGLAND AND AMERICA. 
 
 TO •WHICH ARE ADDED, 
 
 A Description of the Costume — Cast of the Characters — Entrances and Exits- 
 Relative Positions of the Performers on the Stage, and the whole of the 
 Stage Business 
 
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 Costumes. — (Peter Wilkins.) 
 
 PETER WILKINS — Nankeen Jacket and Trousers, broad brimmed 
 Straw Hat. 
 
 O'SGUD and JOHN ADAMS— Sailors dresses, much worn. 
 NICODEMUS— Green Body Coat, short Nankeen Trousers. 
 NONDESCRIPT — Copper colored fleshings, hair on body and limbs — 
 
 short horns. 
 The FLYING INDIANS— White Dresses, trimmed with Crimson and 
 
 colored feathers, gold beads, fleshings and sandals, wings. 
 
 STAGE DIRECTIONS. 
 
 EXITS AND ENTRANCES. 
 
 L. means First Entrance, Left. R. First Entrance. Right. S. E. L. 
 Second Entrance, Left. S. E. R. Second Entrance, Right. U. E. L. 
 Upper Entrance, Left. U. E. R. Upper Entrance. Right. 0. Centre. 
 L. C. Left of Centre R. C. Right of Centre. T. E. L." Third Entrance, 
 Left. ' T. E. R. Third Entrance, Right. C. D. Centre Door. D. R. 
 Door Right. D. L. Door Left. U. D. L. Upper Door, Left. U. D. R. 
 Upper Door, Right. 
 
 %* The Reader is supposed to be or. the Stage, facing the Audience.
 
 PETER W1LKINS. 
 
 ACT I. 
 
 Scene T. — The South Sea. At r. 2 e. the ribs of a vessel which is lying 
 on her side, close to a rock of loadstone, which is stuck full of iron and 
 metal of every description, as if forced by itt attraction. The sun rising 
 gives a brilliant tint to the rock ; parts of ?nasts, sails, barrels, ropes, 
 dec., fill up the scene. The stage becomes light soon after the curtain 
 rises. 
 
 Enter Peter from the ship icilh a box an shoulder. 
 
 Peter. [Throwing down box on stage."] Plague take that loadstone 
 rock! Every crowbar, chain plate, staunching iron all sticking fast in 
 it like quills on the back of the porcupine ; and here stands Peter Wil- 
 kins, the only living biped on this isle, of all the ship's crew, except 
 honest John Adams, who clung to me like a true-hearted son of Nep- 
 tune as he is, till we touched land. " Evil got, evil goes," says the old 
 proverb : this comes of piracy. Piracy 1 no, 'twas but a retaliation. 
 When those Portuguese made prisoners of me and my companions, and 
 set us to dig in their trenches like slaves, it was but natural to give them 
 the slip when fortune gave us the opportunity. Honest Jack Adams, 
 poor Phelim, and my cousin, Nicodemus Crowquill, were the only ones 
 of all the ship's crew that stuck by me till she went to shivers ; and 
 since that time, now eight and twenty days, have I explored this isle 
 in a vain search for them ; yet hope clings to me that they still live. 
 The sea is studded with small islands — they were good swimmers, and 
 their good fortune may have steered them to one. 
 
 Adams. [Sings without, l. tr. e.] — 
 
 " Ay, well may we boast now," &c. 
 
 Peter. There's John Adams with our boat, always blithe, and carol- 
 ling some ditty. 
 
 Enter John Adams, l. u. e., singing, a rifle leather case in his hand. 
 
 Peter. Well, John, returned for another cargo ? 
 
 John. Ay, Peter, another cargo of the De la Cruz — there she is, keel 
 upwards, like a log skeleton in pickle, nothing left of her but ribs. She 
 was kind to us to the last, and has left us all her lading, wine, spirits, 
 and clothing in plenty.
 
 PETER WILKIN'S. O 
 
 Peter. Rich bales of goods, tapestry, furniture, and chiiia and plato 
 fit for the palace of a prince. John, we should be grateful that we are 
 not left with a bare subsistence, but with luxuries. 
 
 John. And placed on a fertile spot 
 
 Peter- Of which we are sole proprietors. 
 
 John. And nothing wanting but that without which all is nothing — 
 woman, Peter, woman. 
 
 Peter. True ; yet. John Adams, chance may send some friendly 
 vessel in hail. Have you fixed the signal on the back of the rock I 
 
 John. Ay, Peter ; there she flies, bless her, as gaily as in the main- 
 mast of the De la Cruz in a stiff breeze. 
 
 Peter. Well, I'll with our cargo to our hut. [Crosses, to L. 
 
 John. And I to wing a blackbird, or any game I chance to meet 
 with. 
 
 Peter. Well, John, now we part on our daily voyage of discoveries — 
 we yet have seen only part of the island. Do you explore the inland 
 track, while I navigate my boat up the lake, and try to penetrate 
 through the falls. If you lose your course, the signal flag on the rock, 
 from its height, may prove a land mark to you — and be the ship our 
 rendezvous. It is seven o'clock by the sun. 
 
 John. What is it by my dial ! [Taking out his watch and steel chain. 
 
 Peter. Have a care, or your watch and steel chain are gone too. 
 
 John. By St. Andrew, I forgot that plaguy rock. 
 
 Peter. Farewell, till dinner. 
 
 John. Peter, farewell. 
 
 [Music — Peter exits with trunk, l. u. e., John Adams, e. h. 
 
 Scene II. — A thick Wood. — A Tree of Fruit, l. 2 e., and a very large 
 one, 2 e. e. 
 
 [Music. — A wild fox. or leaver runs across the stage from r,. 1 e., pur- 
 sued by the Wild Man, up the tree, k. 2 e., and across the lop by means 
 of branches of each meeting. Wild Max descends tree. l. 2 e., as if in 
 anger at the loss ; some birds fly on and perch in the first tree, i,. The 
 Wild Man creeps up the tree to pounce upon them — he misses them — 
 he is about to descend, when the report of a gun is heard r ; a large 
 bird falls centre. The Wild Man comes down c. of stage, and picks 
 it up. On hearing John Adams' voice, he rushes up the branch of the 
 first tree, l., //'// he gains the top. and there crouches. 
 
 John. [ Without.] I'm sure it fell somewhere this way. 
 
 Enter John Adams, e. 1 e., in haste, with rifle. 
 
 Never had a better shot — as fine a bird as the Highlands ever nestled. 
 I'm sure I hit it, and with a good charge, too. I marked it well, and 
 could have sworn I saw it drop hereabouts. [Music. — Adams looks 
 about and starts.] Eh 1 What can this be ! Yes, the print of a foot 
 in the dewey soil. I did not pass this way — no, nor is it the form of 
 one whose foot knows the use of covering. We are not the possessors 
 of this island. It may be that of some of my shipmates— if so, they
 
 C PETER "VVIUON.S. 
 
 must be within hail. Hallo ! hal slay \ Caution, John Adams, 
 
 beware of ambush ; load first and track the trail, and give the signal to 
 bear down: if a friend, well — if not. he shall breakfast on the contents 
 01 this. [During the above he reloads his rijlc. 
 
 [Music. — Exit ions, l. 1 E. 
 
 [The Wild Man having watched John off, comes down branch by branch, 
 stopping, retreating, hanging by his hands, then by his feet; at last 
 takes courage, looks about, crawls on his hands like a fox, till he is satis- 
 fied no one is near, then cautiously goes the same track John has gone, 
 
 1 E L. 
 
 Scene III. — A beautiful Lake. — Rocks at the sides, and foreign trees in 
 
 front ; in the back distant hills. — The scene very warm and glowing. — 
 
 Various fish arc seen in the transparent waters. — In the distance two 
 
 figures arc seen flying in the air ; they alight behind the rocks, l. 2 e., 
 
 having wings which fold up and expand occasionally 
 
 Enter Hallycarnia, l. 2 e. — Music stops. 
 
 Hally. Sister, sister Yourawkee ! quick, quick ! this is the place ; 
 come — quick ! 
 
 Music. — Enter Yourawkee, l. 2 e. 
 
 Why how you lag ! Remember, we must return before the ball rises 
 from the water, or my father will be angry and chide us. And, now, 
 now. the red globe has risen, and with its fire warms the earth. We 
 must store us with the living creatures of the waters, and, as the light 
 of night rises, we must be on the wing to journey homewards. 
 
 Your. 'Tis a long while till then ; so, dear Hallycarnia, rest on this 
 soft ground of scented herbs, and then we will to our sports, and catch 
 the glittering treasures of the lake. 
 
 Hally. No, no — not now. 
 
 Your. Well, then, sister, are you ready 1 
 
 Hally. Yes, dear Yourawkee. 
 
 Your. You were the most fortunate when last we journeved across 
 ihe waters. This place seems more abundant than any we have yet 
 seen ; 'tis now my turn to present the greatest share to my dear father. 
 
 Hally. If you can take them, sister. 
 
 Your. Do you think I am always to be less successful than yourself! 
 Come for the trial, come. 
 
 [Music. — As they approach the lake, the Wild Man rushes on, l. u. e. ; 
 they scream — he catches Yourawkee in his arms. Hallycarnia 
 runs off, 2 e. l. 
 
 Enter John Adams, e,. 2 e., rifle in hand. 
 
 Adams. In the name of all that's ugly, who the devil are you? And 
 * female in your clutches ! Let g •> your gripe ! Ye won't ! then be ye 
 bogle or be ye devil, I'll try what stuff ye are made of.
 
 PETER WILKINS. / 
 
 [Music. — A combat. The Wild Man seizes the bough of a tree — it is 
 covered with fruit. John Adams coinmcnr.es the combat with his 
 gun, which the Wild Man seizes and throws aside. John then 
 draws his sword — Wild Man throws away the branch and catches 
 Adams' sword in his hands, through which John Adams draws it. 
 Wild Man leaves his hold in agony During the above Yourawkee 
 escapes, l. 2 e. Exit Wild Man in pursuit, 
 
 Adams. Egad, lie's blown my bellows for me. The wild eat had 
 well nigh got the better of me. Where, in the name of all that's won- 
 derful, is the poor thing he catched in his claws, and what was it ! for 
 it looked more like one of fairy land than a lassie. John Adams, lad, 
 caution is the word. It's lucky I've brought my powder horn wi' me ; 
 and if I meet with the cat of the mountains, or whatever it may be, 
 again, I'll try if his skin can stop a score of slugs. 
 
 [picks up his gun, and exit, cautiously, r. h > 
 
 Scene IV. — Outside of Peter's Hut, with a distant view of the lake. — 
 Moonlight. — Stage a little dark. 
 
 Music. — Enter Yourawkee, l. 2-e , quite faint — totters and falls under 
 the window of hut. Peter appears at window, with a lamp m his hand. 
 
 Peter. John Adams ! John Adams! is it you ? 
 
 Music. — Peter enters from hut icith a lamp, walks round the stage, and 
 starts on seeing Yourawkee. 
 
 Gracious powers ! what is this? A female, lovely as beauty's self — 
 she's in a trance, sure. Great Heaven ! from whence came she 1 No 
 matter, whatever chance has placed her under my protection, I will 
 fulfil the charge delivered to me with a brother's anxious care. 
 
 [Music. — He lifts her up in his arms, and carries her into the hut. 
 
 Scene V. — Inside of Peter's hut, very fancifully made out of the wreck. 
 On e., in flat, a practicable window, through which is seen Peter's 
 boat — the moon shining on it. — Stage light. 
 
 Enter Peter, l. 2 E., carrying; Yourawkee in his arms ; he places her 
 on a couch near l. — Lamp on small table, c. 
 
 Peter What innocence and loveliness! Oh, how my heart beats to 
 know her story. Ah ! she stirs. 
 
 Your. Sister, sister Hallycarnia ! Sister! help! help! Ah! 
 
 [Music. — Rises and sees Peter — Crouches in great fear. 
 Peter. Fear not — I mean you no harm. 
 Your. Indeed ! 
 
 Peter. No, by yon glorious light, I swear. 
 Your, [approaching him] What are you? 
 
 Peter. A native of a far distant, land, left on this island in distress. 
 Your. And cannot you return to your land !
 
 g PETER WILKINS. 
 
 Peter. No, sweet maid. 
 
 Your. No more can I. My foe — he whom you saved me from — has, 
 I fear, for ever prevented my extending my wings to reach my loved 
 father's embrace. Oh, then, do not harm me ! 
 SONG. 
 Over rocks and high mountains, 
 
 Over sea and wild dell, 
 By Arklacs' wild fountain, 
 My forefathers dwell. 
 If the land of your home you e'er wish to see, 
 Oh, show then your pity, kind stranger to me. 
 From a fond parent parted, 
 
 Think what sorrow and grief, 
 If, like me, hroken hearted, 
 You found no relief. 
 Then feel for the parent now pining for me, 
 And pity the goury — poor, poor Yourawkee ! 
 Pity, oh, pity poor, poor Yourawkee ! 
 
 [The moon begins to work out of sight. 
 Peter Enchanting creature I And is it possible you have the power 
 to ascend the air ? 
 
 Your. Yes, and cannot you ? 
 
 Peter. No, nor could I believe till now that any of mortal make pos- 
 sessed the power. 
 
 Your. How came you hither 1 
 
 Peter. By such a conveyance as this. [Points to boat. 
 
 Your. And can that fly ! 
 Peter. Ay, sweet Yourawkee. 
 Your. Nay. now, you don't speak truth. 
 
 Peter. I will convince you, but you are faint ; rest on this seat. 
 Your. Kind, goad stranger, 1 am well, and yet I cannot go. 
 Peter. And would you leave me, Yourawkee? 
 
 Your. I would return unto my father's land, and yet I would not 
 leave you. 
 
 Peter. Where dwells your father ? Is it far ? 
 Your. Over mountains, lands, and waters. 
 Peter. What time is required to reach him T 
 Your. Light and darkness must come and go. 
 Peter. And so long — and you remain in the air? 
 Your. 'Ts not long. 
 Peter. Wby came you here? 
 
 Your. To gather the living things of the waters for my dear father. 
 Peter. He will then follow, and bear you from me ? 
 Your. I hope my dear sister Hallycarnia is safe. She knows the 
 way, and will conduct my dear father and his sons in search of You- 
 rawkee. 
 
 Peter. And till then, by every sacred power, I swear to protect you 
 from all annoyance.
 
 PETER "WILKINS 9 
 
 Your. Indeed, I will not doubt. Your looks, your eyes, seem to 
 speak, and something fluttering here tells me you will not harm poor 
 Yourawkee. 
 
 [Peter takes cast inels from table and dances to the following . 
 
 AIR. — Yourawkee. 
 Oh, moments precious, 
 Those sounds delicious, 
 What thrilling joy they give ; 
 Heart palpitating. 
 Each nerve elating — 
 Till now I have ceased to live. 
 Ah 1 what delight, 
 Like the bird of flight, 
 When tor her mate she's grieving ; 
 Each welcome note, 
 As in the air they float, 
 Her anxious fears relieving. 
 
 Oh, moments precious, &c. 
 [During the scene the sun has risen, and its beams are seen through 
 the window. 
 Peter. The sun has risen, and Adams is not yet returned : I must go 
 in search of him. Dear Yourawkee, I must leave you for a short time, 
 during which, repose your weary frame on yonder couch. 
 
 Your. Oh, if indeed I am your Yourawkee, then do not leave me, or 
 he may again make me his prey. 
 Peter. Ha ! whom, dear girl • 
 
 Your. Nay, I know not : but he was not like you in form. He 
 grasped me hard ; and, by his cruel force am I deprived of my power 
 to mount the air to my father's land. 
 
 Peter. Is it possible ! This island then must have inhabitants I have 
 not seen. 
 
 Your Let me go with you : my limbs are refreshed : indeed I am 
 well. 
 
 Peter. Come, then, my sweet one, you shall accompany me. Let me 
 take my pistols. [From table.] If what I suspect be true, they will be 
 needed. Now, then, come, my Yourawkee, and fear not. Nothing 
 shall harm you while by my side. I'll guard you with my life ; for life, 
 1 feel now, is doubly precious to me. 
 
 [Music. — Peter crosses, and they exeunt, l. 2 e. 
 
 Scene VI. — Cascade and Rod; Waterfalls, ef-c, terminated at the back 
 by distant Mountains ; Pines and various Trees in the foreground. 
 
 Enter Nicodemus, k. 2 e. 
 
 Nic. Hillio ! hillio! Phelim O'Scud, I say! Was there ever so un- 
 fortunate a navigator as I ami A plague on all pearl fishery associa- 
 tions, I say. This comes of looking above our sphere in life. When I 
 was 60 snufly set down at old Dedimus Doubledot's, law stationers, in
 
 10 VKTriR WILKIN'S. 
 
 Middle Row, llolborn. in the parish of St. Andrew, with a neat one 
 pound ten shilling* per week; and to give up all and sail to foreign 
 parts, and to be wrecked on an uninhabited island, with a vertical sun 
 that scorches our akin like shrivelled parchment. I'm shrunk already 
 into the size of a Battersea eel ; my .stomach is as empty as a barrister's 
 head after a long vacation. [As/tot without.] There's Phelim ! If he 
 his but the good luck to have killed anything now. 
 
 Enter Phelim O'Scud, k. 2 e. 
 
 Well, Phelim, you have had a shot 1 
 
 O'Scud. Capital! Beautiful! 
 
 Nic. What, bird or beast ! 
 
 O'Scud An elegant bird. 
 
 Nic. Come, come, luck at last. 
 
 O'Scud. Luck! Oh, plenty, but that's all. 
 
 Nic. All ! Why where's the game 1 
 
 O'Scud. Gone ! 
 
 Nic. Why I thought you were a capital shot 1 
 
 O'Scud. So I am in Ireland ; but the devils here with their two wings 
 fly so fast, that before I could cock my gun to my eye, every mother's 
 son of them walked off. 
 
 Nic. Ay, that's because you squint so plaguily, Phelim. So, as you 
 cocked your eye one way, the birds were flying the other. I thought 
 you were all brag. 
 
 O'Scud. Not at all. You'll find something else in me, my mighty 
 man of Middle Row. 
 
 Nic. Lord bless you ! I did not mean to offend you. Come, come, 
 we are like the two lost babes in the wood, and we ought not to quar- 
 rel, you know. 
 
 O'Scud. Quarrel ! No ; for, as you say, I believe there are no other 
 bipeds in this place, either two-legged or four-legged ; and we must now 
 and then have a bit of a skirmish, if it's only to keep my hand in. 
 
 Nic. Don't talk of skirmishing. I'm half dead already, and if we 
 don't soon get some food, shall be quite so. 
 
 O'Scud. It's the devil's place; and if I were in the County Derry, 
 with the crater, Norah Kavanagh, jigging it away with a bit of shille- 
 lagh in one hand, and a noggin of whiskey in the other, if I ever came 
 on board of ship again. I'd give you leave to baste me with one, and 
 foment me with the other. 
 
 Nic. After escaping from that Portugal prison, and running away 
 with their ship, to be driven bump on that magnetic rock as Peter 
 called it. 
 
 O'Scud. The devil burn the rock for me, for it stuck every soul of us 
 as fast to the foot of it as a mussel on a sandbank. 
 
 Nic. Don't talk of mussels ; you make me so hungry : but I wish I'd 
 broke my neck before I left Middle Row, to be wrecked like an ass on 
 this island. 
 
 O'Scud. Oh, faith, little Nic, only leave me your sole executor, and
 
 PETER "WILKIN'S, ll 
 
 I'll make as good a skin of parchment out of you as any of the long- 
 eared ever wrote botheration upon. 
 
 Nic. Oh, look, look, Phelim ! what's coming down the water-fall 1 
 O'Scud. By my soul ! it's a mighty odd looking creature ; but whe- 
 ther a fowl or a fox. or 
 
 [The boat, with Peter and Yourawkee, in perspective passes from 
 l to R. 
 Nic. No, no ; there's a man ! 
 O'Scud. A man ! Yes it is — in a boat. 
 
 Nic. Why no — yes, it's Peter ! [Music. 
 
 O'Scud. Hollo! stop a bit, and cast anchor. 
 
 Nic. Stop, cousin Peter. He sees us — he jumps on shore — huzza ! 
 he's here! 
 
 Music, Piano. — Enter Peter, l. 3 e. 
 
 Peter. [In centre.] Messmates ! Phelim! Nic, is it you • I said it — 
 I knew Providence would not desert me quite. [All embrace. 
 
 Nic. Oh, coz ! Oh, Phelim! I— I— oh, oh ! 
 
 [Bursts out crying. Peter gives him liquor. 
 
 O'Scud. That's right : leave piping your eye, and wet your whistle. 
 A drop of the crater will make a dumb man speak. 
 
 Nic. Oh, coz ! and is it you, indeed ? Oh, I'm so glad, ha, ha ! I 
 thought you had gone to the bottom. 
 
 O'Scud. And how fared you, Peter ! 
 
 Peter. Why, well, loo. 
 
 Nic. What eatables, cousin \ 
 
 Peter. All — all in plenty. 
 
 Music. — Enter Yourawkee, i.. 3 e , starts — crosses to r. corner on see- 
 ing them. Peter goes to her ; Nicodemus crosses to l. 
 
 Peter, Nay, fear not, Yourawkee. 
 
 Your. All ! what are these 1 
 
 Peter. My countrymen, Yourawkee. long separated, but now most 
 providentially- found. 
 
 Nic. (l.) Oh, Phelim, what's that 1 
 
 O'Scud. Oh, boderation ! if it was not so long since I saw one of the 
 dear creatures, I'd swear it was a real she woman. 
 
 Nic. Pho ! Nonsense ! A real woman ! I know better than that. 
 
 Peter. It's a woman, lovely and in distress. 
 
 Nic. Well, only think of finding a woman on an uninhabited island ; 
 but leave cousin Peter alone for finding a petticoat. 
 
 O'Scud. And if he could, it might be acceptable ; for the lady's ward- 
 I robe don't appear to be overstocked wid 'em. I say, King Peter, is this 
 > to be your little Queen of the Island ] 
 
 Peter. Not without I am her choice, and with her father's consent. 
 
 Nic. What! has she got a father! Well, only think of that, now. 
 Lord! she's very pretty. I wonder if she's got any sisters. 
 
 [To Phelim. — Peter talks to her apart. 
 
 O'Scud. By m}' soul ! but for my book oath to my sweet Norah Kav-
 
 ]2 n:TEH WTLKIN8. 
 
 anagh, it would be mighty pleasant to found an Irish colony with our 
 own hands. 
 
 Peter, Dear Yourawkee, why this alarm 1 
 
 )'i'i/r. I know you will be kind. 
 
 1'ittr. Ami my companions, too, Yourawkee. 
 
 Ymir. (r ii.) Now I feel as if my wings were restored with strength 
 to fly to my home. 
 
 O'Scud. W hat did the crathure say! 
 
 \ir. \\ hal does she mean by wings, cousin Peter? 
 
 Peter. Though you will scarce believe me, yet it is certain she is 
 gifted with the power of flying. 
 
 O'Scud. Oh, bodder ! she'll fly off, and laave you a sorrowful wid- 
 ower before the banns are finished 
 
 Nic. Yes, and then you may whistle for your pigeon. 
 
 Peter, No jesting : and mark me, as you value the friendship of him 
 who broke your prison gates, and since has shared in all your dangers, 
 respect the charge which Providence has placed in our hands. 
 
 O'Scud. Good luck to your heart for that. I'll watch by night and by 
 day at her door, like a cat a mouse-hole. 
 
 Peter. Soon I'll more surprise you by a sight of honest John Adams, 
 who escaped with me, and has been my companion since the wreck. 
 
 O'Scud. Oh, musha! is he safe 1 Then here we are, England, Ire- 
 land, Scotland — the rose, the shamrock, and the thistle ; and we all 
 will weave a garland to our Queen of the Island. 
 
 Peter. And the De la Cruz shall be stripped of her choicest ornaments 
 to decorate a pavilion for my Yourawkee. 
 
 Your. O, see — see yonder black vapor. 
 
 Peter. I know ; we must away. One of those hurricanes and land 
 storms that visit the island is rising ; the approach is sudden and fatal. 
 We must hasten by the shortest path to our hut ere it overtakes us. 
 Quick — quick ! away ! [Exeunt, r.. h. 
 
 [Stage dark. Thunder, lightning; and rain Music. Violent gusts 
 
 of wind bend Lite trees. The scud is seen to piss along the. horizon. 
 The fulls of water become agitated, and foam up; forked lightning 
 flickers along the red and stormy clouds. Hallycaknia enters, l. h. 
 2 E., in the utmost, alarm, terrified at the storm, is explorivq her way, 
 when the Wild Man rushes on, n. She avoids him by flying -up on 
 one side of a tree. He climbs the tree — she escapes. When the 
 Wild Man has reached the top of the tree, a dreadful explosion is 
 heard. The waters burst the locks asunder, and rush forward The 
 tree on which the Wild Man has climbed falls with him, and he is 
 immersed in the icaters. 
 
 END OF ACT THE FIRST.
 
 PETER "WILKINS. 13 
 
 ACT II. 
 
 Scene I. — The interior of Peter's Hut, built of the trunks of trees, and 
 part of the wreck. The stanc contracted to nearly the dimensions of 
 such a building. On r. h. side the recess, with Peter's bed — opposite, 
 on the l., Adams's. From the upright c. beam are susp< ndt d two ham- 
 mocks ; in that from n. to c, Nicodemus — in that from c. to l., Phe- 
 lim. A cross beam from r. to l. The roof is so formed that it is risi- 
 ble inside and out to the audience. Over it the tops of the trees arc 
 seen — the moon shining very bright. The curtain rises to piano flute 
 music. The Wild Man is seen to climb from one of the trees to the 
 roof of the hut, and to pull away the leaves, bark, and other materials, 
 till he makes a large apciture, it., through which he thrusts his head ; 
 in doing which he lets some of it fall over the hammock in lohich Nico- 
 demus is. Nicodemus pops his head from the hammock. 
 
 Nic. Hallo ! what's that ? Oh, the wind has woke me out of such a 
 nice dream. I was dreaming of Middle Row, Holborn. 
 
 [Music. — He falls fast asleep muttering. The Wild Man forces his 
 head and body through the hole, and hangs by his foot from the 
 cross-beam ; his hands dropping into the hammock of Nicodemus, 
 who is startled; but, by a quick turn, tkeWico Man recovers him- 
 self, and lies flat on the beam, without Nicodemus knowing what 
 woke him. 
 Nic. Who's there"! I'm sure I felt something. Phelini, I say, 
 awake ! awake ! 
 
 O'Scud. [Popping his head up face to face with Nicodemus.] Bothera- 
 tion! what a noise you're kicking up. Can't you sleep quietly, and let 
 others do the same? You'll disturb the ship's company. 
 
 Nic. I say, Phelim, did you put your hand on my face just now ? 
 O'Scud. How the devil should I do that when I'm not within reach of 
 a handspike of you ! 
 
 Nic. Well, it was something like it, then. 
 
 O'Scud. Psha ! it was your own foot. You were tickling yourself 
 with your toe. You always lie neck and heels like a coil of rope. 
 But don't bother, but resign yourself dacently into the hands of 
 Orpheus. 
 
 [Music. — They go to sleep, Nicodemus grumbling. When they arc 
 still, the Wild Man creeps quietly down by his hands and feet, and 
 crawls all round till he comes to Nicodemus's cot ; he claws about, 
 and as Nicodemus pops up his head, their faces meet. 
 
 Nic. Peter! Peter! Cousin Peter ! 
 
 [Music. — He rolls out of his berth on to the stage. The Wild Man 
 runs vp the supporters, then crouches down. Nicodemus's noise 
 awakes Peter., who rushes out from his cabin, E. 
 
 Peter. [Going up to Nicodemus.] What's the matter] 
 Nic. Oh, Peter, I saw it — I saw it! Such a — oh, oh, oil I
 
 1'4 PETER WII.KINS. 
 
 Peter. Saw it ! Saw what? 
 
 Nic. I don't know — whether a rat, or a cat, or a — oh! 
 
 O'Scud. Or your fat her, ould Nic. 
 
 Nic. Ay, ay, you may laugh ; hut it was enough to astonish a zoolo- 
 gical garden. 
 
 Peter. Where saw you it 1 
 
 Nic. This moment lie thrust his nose and large rolling eyes close into 
 nay face in that cot. 
 
 Peter. Psha ! you are dreaming. 
 
 Nic. No, Peter, 1*11 swear I saw it. 
 
 Peter. Silence, and he convinced. 
 
 [Music. — Takes the pistol and a lamp ; he looks about, Nicodemus 
 sticking close to him. Peter unbolts the door, R. c, goes out and 
 returns — the Wild Man on the roof watching. 
 
 [Coming down c] Now are you convinced ? 
 
 Nic. No, Peter, PH swear I saw it. 
 
 Peter. For shame ! Go to your cot and sleep. 
 
 [Peter retires, e. h. 
 
 Nic. Hang me, if I do ! Sleep, indeed ! I should expect every min- 
 ute to he clawed hy some six footed ourang outang. I'll go and sleep 
 under John Adams' truck ; and if he comes again for another peep, he 
 may claw Phelim — he's a better figure to be clawed than I am — and 
 then he'll believe his own eyes, if he won't my word. 
 
 [Music. — Crawls under Adams' hammock. Wild Man descends — 
 tries to open the door — feels his way till he comes to Youeawkee's 
 chamber, l. centre — the entrance to which is concealed by tapestry ; 
 listens, seems pleased, and crawls in. After a short pause, a scream 
 is heard. He rushes out with Yourawkee on his shoulders, bursts 
 open the door, r. c. and disappears. O'Scud starts up from cot. 
 
 O'Scud. Arrah — arrah, what's the matter 1 What the devil's own 
 hubbub's here ? 
 
 Peter rushes in, r. 
 
 Peter. What sound was that I 
 
 O'Scud. By my soul, it was as much like the sound of a woman's 
 voice as I have ever heard. 
 
 Peter. Ah ! if it should be 
 
 \Music. — Pushes into Youeawkee's recess, l. c. ; at the same lime 
 Adams starts from his, l., followed by Nicodemus. 
 
 Adams. What's the matter 1 
 O'Scud. Myself can't tell. 
 
 
 Ke-enter Peter, i 
 
 .. c 
 
 Peter. She's 
 
 n-one — she's gone ! 
 
 
 j\ ic. 1 iiiou^ 
 Adams. Gon 
 
 • ! Who ! 

 
 PETER WILKINS. 15 
 
 Peter. Her whom we should guard. 
 
 Adams. How 1 By what means 1 , 
 
 Nic. That wild cat that popped his whiskered face into mine, just 
 now, to be sure ; but you wouldn't believe me, Peter. 
 
 Peter. Silence, dolt. 
 
 Adams. [Who has been to donr.~\ The door has been forced. 
 
 Peter. Forced ! Why I myself bolted it. 
 
 Adams. And see, the ground is strewed with leaves and 
 
 O'Scud. And there's the devil's own hole in the roof of the cabin. 
 
 Peter. It must have been by that the savage gained admission, and 
 has robbed us of our charge. Follow, comrades, we will recover her, 
 though she were surrounded by a legion of them. 
 
 [Music — Exit at door, r. c. ; Adams follows him. 
 
 O'Scud. I'll be after following you as soon as I get this bit of shille- 
 lah in my fist, and I'll just take this bit o' whipcord wi' me. [Taking 
 coil of rope which hung on the supporter.] Now if I catch him, that'll 
 hold him, I'll engage. Come, Nic, come on, and bad luck to him, I say, 
 that turns back [Exit at door. 
 
 Nic. [Following him and boiling the door.] So say I; and the surest 
 way not to turn back is for me to turn where I am. 
 
 [Runs into Adams's cabin, L. 
 
 Scene II. — A chain of Rocks, those on the l. being very high, at the ex- 
 treme point of which a stunted tree overhangs a dell, below the Stage at 
 l. 2 E. 
 
 Enter Hallycarnia from the dell, terrified, and exploring her way. She 
 traverses the Stage dejectedly ; and, on hearing footsteps, looks up, 
 starts and exclaims. 
 
 II ally. Oh, 'tis my sister — 'tis Yourawkce, in the power of the wild 
 creature of the island. 
 
 [Music. — The Wild Man is seen with Youuawkee climbing the 
 highest rock. He places her on the projecting point of it, and endea- 
 vors to recover her. but inv'nin. Having, fastened her hands to a tree 
 with some twigs, he leaves her in search of food. He descends by the. 
 back of the rock, and is seen to cross a fallen tree that extends over a 
 chasm at the back of the stage, and when on the other side, throws it 
 into the dell and disappears, r. h. Hallycarnia, who has watched 
 with anxiety all the foregoing, rises from her concealment ; at the 
 same time Yocrawkee stirs above. 
 He is gone. The wild islander has left my sister, and I may profit by 
 his absence and aid her to escape. 
 
 [She is about to expand her icings, when 
 O'Scud. [Exclaims ivithout.] I tell you I had a glimpse of his two 
 ugly shanks among the rocks. 
 
 [Music. — Hallycarnia retires to her concealment. 
 
 Enter Peter and Phelim, r. h. 2 e. 
 
 Peter. You must have been deceived.
 
 1G PKTEU WILKINS. 
 
 O'Scud. Deceived ! What ! do you think them are two such ugly 
 wild cats as that whiskered devil ! No . lie has carried his prey in his 
 claws off among the rocks, and you'll never cage your pigeon again. 
 
 Peter. Oh, say not so. Sfou know not how deeply you wound the 
 heart of your friend by such levity. 
 
 O'Scud. By the hokcy, but I would sooner hite the tongue clean out 
 of my roof than give pain to a friend in distress. 
 
 Peter. Let us continue our search among the rocks and dells. He is 
 but one ; we are armed ; 'tis hut hand to hand — the advantage is with 
 us. 
 
 O'Scud. Right, Peter, the odds are in our favor ; and if I meet with 
 him, my little toothpick against his claw. 
 
 Peter. John Adams is in the wake of us ; if he prove too much, pipe 
 to quarters, and we'll unite our force. Yes, Yourawkee, dear maid, I 
 will recover you or perish in the attempt. 
 
 [Music. — During the dialogue, Hallycarnia has listened, and ivhen 
 over she starts from her hiding place. 
 
 Peter. Good heavens! what do I see! 
 
 O'Scud. Oh ! hodcration ! it's herself or another. 
 
 Peter. Pray what are you 1 
 
 Hally. Sister to your poor Yourawkee. 
 
 Peter. Hallvcarnia'! 
 
 Hally. She! 
 
 O'Scud. This shall be my little wood pigeon. 
 
 Peter. Know you where she is! 
 
 Hally. See ! Look there ! 
 
 [Music. — Points to rock ; O'Scud and Peter start. 
 
 Peter. Yourawkee! 
 
 Your. [Rising.] Sister, save your poor Yourawkee. Oh, stranger, 
 behold my hands are bound fast — oh, aid me ! 
 
 O'Scud. The devil a road do I see that even a wild goat could mount 
 any how. 
 
 Peter. Are there no means of ascending to her 1 
 
 Hally. Yes, I can reach her; hut when there, of what avail? She 
 cannot descend, and I fear my strength is too feeble to support her. 
 
 O'Scud. Take me up on your back, and I'll bring her down, I'll en- 
 gage. 
 
 Peter. If this rope could be conveyed to yonder overhanging branch, 
 by that I could reach her. [Having taken rope from Phelim. 
 
 O'Scud. Right, Peter, grapple tight the end of the rope, and haul 
 yourself up hand over hand. 
 
 Hally. Give it me, and I will fasten it as you direct. 
 
 Peter. Place it thus on the extremity of the branch. [Making a nooie. 
 
 [She takes the rope, jlics up, and ties the noose to the tree ; the rope 
 
 hangs down ; Peter mounts hand over hand, and gains the rock. 
 
 O'Scud. That's my joy. He'll be wid you before you can say whack. 
 I'll spit the wild cat if he attempts to board us below. [Music. — They 
 release Yourawkee — mutual joy.] She's safe ! Nothing like little 
 England and Ireland for protecting the petticoats. But how will they 
 get down from that devil's peak '! By my soul, the Hill o' Howth is
 
 PETER WILKINS. 17 
 
 but a mole hill to it — and, by all that's mis fortunate, here comes that 
 ugly devil, bearing down before the wind before us. Stand to your 
 arms, Peter. 
 
 [Music. — The Wild Man rushes on with a large bough of a tree; he 
 starts at seeing- O'Scud ; looks up, and is mad with rage at seeing 
 Peter on the rock; rushes on O'Scud, who cuts at his legs and 
 throws him down, then seizes him. by one and beats him round and 
 ojj, r. h. u. e. — O'Scud follows, flourishing his stick. 
 I'm hard at your heels, you devil's cat, you. 
 
 [They reach the rock, r. h., which forms one side of (he chasm ; the 
 bridge being broken, the Wild Man leaps it. O'Scud, continuing 
 the pursuit, is near falling in, and rests upon the edge. Hally- 
 carnia takes Yourawkee in her arms, and flies across with her 
 from l. to r. John Adams rushes on, at the 'moment, r. h. — levels 
 his gun, and hits Wild Man, who staggers and falls from rock into 
 dell beneath. Peter descends at same lime by rope, and rushes off 
 the way Yourawkee was borne, exclaiming " Yourawkee, You- 
 rawkee !" followed by Adams, r. h. 
 
 Scene III. — Picturesque view of the interior of the Island. 
 Music. — Enter Peter, r., followed by Piielim and Adams. 
 
 Peter. No, no, she's lost to me for ever : both — both are lost. 
 
 O'Scud. By my soul, it was a mighty flighty trick to sarve us before 
 the wedding day was over, any how. 
 
 Adams Nay, don't despair, Peter; it is not possible they can have 
 left the island. The slender strength of the sister could not long enable 
 her to carrry Yourawkee ; but, by necessity, she must convey her to 
 land. 
 
 Peter. On that alone I rest my hope of again beholding her. 
 
 O'Scud. They must have cast anchor, Peter, on dry land. 
 
 Adams. Then let us take different routes, and separate in search of 
 them. 
 
 Peter. I'll steer to the right. [Crosses to r. 
 
 Adams. I to the left. [Crosses to l. 
 
 O'Scud. And I right before me, which is nobody's way at all but my 
 own entirely. 
 
 Peter. And he who proves fortunate in bis voyage give signal of 
 success. 
 
 O'Scud. Right, Peter, pipe to petticoats. 
 
 Adams. No fear of our meeting that huge cat of the mountain again, 
 I think. 
 
 O'Scud. If we do, he'll be ready cooked for the carnivorous craters 
 of the island ; for the devil was prettily peppered by you, John — stuffed 
 )»ke a huge hare with forced meat balls of hard lead. 
 
 Peter. We lose time : no more delay : success, shipmates. 
 
 O'Scud. Oh, the devil fear when a petticoat is the prize, Peter. 
 
 [Exit Peter, r. ; Adam-; and Phelim, l.
 
 18 PETKR WILKINS. 
 
 [Music — The Wild Man is seen to crawl in from among the trees, a. 
 ii., and after various falls and contortions, an if in the agonies of 
 death, drags himself off on his hands ami side, l. h. 1 e. 
 
 Scene IV. — A l» nut ifn I basaltic cavern, arched with pointed pinnacles 
 
 of crystallized spar oj various and must, brilliant colors, with silver, 
 
 pearls, sir lis, 6eC ; through the arches is seen the distant country and 
 
 winding lake. 
 
 Music — ll.u.t.vt arnia is lying in cavern — Yourawkee watching her. 
 A flight of small figures arc seen in the air flying from h. to r. 
 
 Tour. [Perceives them and starts.] Ah, what! Do my eyes deceive 
 inc ! Can it be ! Yea, yes, it is ! H ally Carina ! Hallycarnia ! awake 
 — awake ! and behold your father ! 
 
 [Music. — Hallycarnia starts up, expressing joy. 
 
 Peter. [ Without, l. h.] Yourawakec ! Yourawakec ! 
 
 Your. Ah, that voice ! It is — it is he ! [Music , 
 
 Enter Peter, l. h. 
 
 Peter. Yourawkee — dear Yourawkee, and have I found you 1 
 
 [Music. — He rushes into her arms. 
 Your. Ah ! this is double bliss to meet you again. 
 Peter. And your sister 1 
 
 Your. All, dear Hallycarnia 
 
 Peter. Is she safe 1 
 
 Your. She is. Oh, I have such joyful news to tell. 
 
 O'Scud. [Without, r. ii. u. e.] Peter! Peter! Hilliho! Peter! 
 
 O'Scud enters in haste 
 
 O'Scud. Ah, there you are — and the young colleen, too. But, Peter, 
 I wonder we are not all kilt and murdered entirely. I saw a whole 
 swarm of creatures in the clouds, armed with pitchforks and thunder- 
 ing shillelahs enough to cry whack to the whole fair at Donnybrook. 
 
 [During this Yourawkee has explained in action to Peter. 
 
 Peter. Never fear, we have nothing to dread. 
 
 Your. No, no ; for my father will bless you as the preserver of his 
 children. 
 
 O'Scud. And is it your own natural father, darling 1 
 
 Your. It is my father. My sister has by this time reached him and 
 explained all. Come, quick then, and let us show him the presence of 
 his children. 
 
 Peter. Oh, let me haste, Yourawkee. Crosss to n. H. 
 
 O'Scud. Oh, by St. Patrick, here's wives enough for every mother's 
 eon of us. Away, Peter, my boy. 
 
 {Music. — Exeunt through cavern, r. h. u. e. 
 
 Scene V. — Outside of Peter's hu'. 
 Music. — Enter O'Scud, ii. 
 O'Scud. Oh, bother ! I've bolted the door on the inside before I came
 
 PETER WILK1NS. 19 
 
 out, and now I can't unlock it ; or. maybe little Xic of Middle Row has 
 barricaded it to prevent that ugly devil that's dead from getting in at the 
 top anain. Hallo, Nic ! if you're not asleep, awake and get up and let 
 me in. It is I — myself — Phelim O'Scud, entirely. 
 
 Nicodemus. [Popping his head out of hole in roof.] Who's there ? 
 
 O'Scud. Now ain't you a hi»h fellow to be popping your pate out of 
 the skylight in that fashion, like a rusty weathercock on a rick of hay ! 
 But come down from that, and undraw the bolt that locks the door, and 
 let in Captain Peter and his convoy to victual, my darling Nic. 
 
 Nicodemus. Is cousin Peter safe 1 
 
 O'Scud. And sound, honey. So don't be after sticking there like a 
 toadstool in a hotbed, but laave your ladder, and walk down stairs, or 
 I'll lam vou to keep Phelim O'Scud kicking his heels like a linger-post 
 on the high road. Come down entirely, I say. 
 
 Nicodemus. [As he goes in.] Well, I'm coming. La ! what a fuss 
 you make. 
 
 Enter Nicodemus, from hut. 
 
 O'Scud. Ah, there you are, my mighty man of Middle Row. By my 
 soul, little Nic, you are always a scarce article when fighting's the 
 fashion. 
 
 Nic. Why, I don't know how it was. Phelim, but just as I had got to 
 the threshold, I was seized with] such a sort of whining in my head, 
 that when I thought I was going straight out of door* 
 
 O'Scud. You went straight into your hammock. 
 
 Nic. Yes, and there I fell 
 
 O'Scud. Fast asleep. 
 
 Nic. Yes, very fast. And when I awoke, hang me if the door was 
 not fast, too ; so that, by the soul of me, I couldn't unlock it. 
 
 O'Scud. No, and by the soul of me, you wouldn't unlock it. But, 
 now, put your tongue in quarantine, and your legs and arms into actual 
 service. There's a whole ship's company to victual with us. 
 
 Nic. A ship's company ! Why, they'll devour us all. 
 
 O'Scud. Never fear, there's rations, and plenty to spare. 
 
 Nic. But where do they come from ! 
 
 O'Scud. That's more than myself can tell, entirely. 
 
 Nic. No ; then what are they ] 
 
 O'Scud. Oh, a flock of mighty queer creatures — birds of passage, 
 only just come to emigrate with us for a short season, like water-fowl 
 in a dry summer, only to see what sort of a caboose the cook has, to 
 pop in their beaks, and then give a receipt in full without waiting for 
 the bill. Look ! look there ! — blcs* your two little sparklers with the 
 sight of them. [Points off, h. 
 
 Nic. Oh, my why there is a convoy, indeed. 
 
 O'Scud. Male and female — young and old. Little Nic, who knows 
 but you may run off wid one of them, my little hero of Middle Row. 
 
 Enter John Adams, k. 
 
 Nic. Oh, John, have you seen the sight ]
 
 20 PETER WTLKINB. 
 
 Adams. Yes — and a most extraordinary sight it is. There's You- 
 rawkee's father almo I frantic with joy at having found his daughter 
 
 .\ir. His daughter ! What, has she got a father? How odd 1 
 
 Adams. Very. They are all anxious to see you. 
 
 os, 1,1 I'll be hound lor them the girls are. 
 
 Nic. Why, what, are there girls, too ! 
 
 Adams. Plenty on 'em, and lovely as the bonny lasses of my own 
 dear Scotland. 
 
 Nic. Well, only to think of that now. 
 
 O'Srml. Pluck up your courage, my little Nicodcmus — put your best 
 leg forward — give them an ogle oul of your love-darting sparklers, and 
 bother them all, my little bantum of Middle Row. 
 
 Nic. Egad, and so I will. Why I was always a devil of a fellow 
 among the <;irls. 
 
 O'Scud Indeed, and you were the devil's own chick. 
 
 Nic. And if we are to remain here, why shouldn't wc — 
 
 O'Scud. Why not! 
 
 Nic. Peter has got his favorite, you know. 
 
 O'Scud. And I mine. 
 
 Nic. And 5ohn Adams shall — 
 
 Adams. No. my heart is in the Highlands. 
 
 Nic. Yes, but your body is not, though. 
 
 Adams. Heart, body, and soul. 
 
 Nic. Pho ! nonsense ! I say we will have a general wedding, and a 
 prodioy of our own. 
 
 Adams. But come, lads, Peter desires that we collect our best stores, 
 and parry them to our visitors ; so all hands to work for the honor of — 
 
 O'Scud. Little Ireland — 
 
 Adams. And Scotland — 
 
 Nic. And dear Middle Row. [Music. — Exeunt into hut. 
 
 Scene VI.— il long picturesque line of trees in perspective, fancifully 
 decorated with Portuguese colors from branch to branch. 
 
 [Music. — The people of the F/i/inr/ Inland discovered. In the centre 
 is the Columbat or Chief, Yourawkee, Hali.ycarnia, and Peter. 
 
 Chief. Stranger of (he unknown land, receive a parent's thanks for 
 my child preserved by thy valor. 
 
 Peter. Father of Yourawkee, know I and my companions are of a 
 race who hold that man's first duty is to protect the lovely form of a 
 woman. [Noise, l.] But see. my friends approach with refreshments. 
 
 [Music. — Enter, i... Phelim, John Adams, and Nicodemus, with 
 flasks of vine, $-c, several GiRr.s following them; they offer them 
 to the Chief, tf-c. 
 
 Chief. The wonders with which my children tell me you are endowed, 
 stranger, would free my native land from a ruthless and rebellious foe ; 
 then do not deny your aid. 
 
 Your. Or if mine is needed to persuade you to compliance, behold 
 Yourawkee thus imploring. {Kneels.
 
 PETER WILKINS. 21 
 
 Peter. Rise — rise, dear maid. If I were willing to risk the chance, 
 how are you prepared to carry me to your land 1 
 
 Chief. With as much ease and safety will my people bear you over 
 land, as the bird carries food to its young. 
 
 Peter. "Tis enough — I will go with you. 
 
 O'Scud. [Advancing.] Boderation, Peter, what are you about, honey 1 
 
 Nic. Why, coz. you won't think of leaving us ! 
 
 Adams. Consider what you risk. 
 
 Your. I trusted in your words, will you doubt mine 1 
 
 Peter. No, sweet Yourawkee ; my word is given, and, in my land, 
 the word once past, it is law. When shall we depart 1 
 
 Chief. Each moment now is precious. 
 
 Peter. Comrades, quick ! bring hither my arms, powder, and ammu- 
 nition, and the state cabin chair that shall be my serial car. Place the 
 stores by the lake that surrounds our dwelling, from thence will I take 
 my aerial voyage — nay, nay, it shall be so. 
 
 [Nicodemus, Phelim and Adams go despondingly out, I,., many of 
 the girls following them. 
 Come, I will conduct you to our starting place. 
 
 [Exit, l., leading Yourawkee : the Chief follows with HaLLY- 
 carnia — the g-.rls dance off afterwards. 
 
 Scene VII. — Outside of hut. 
 
 Enter O'Scud, Adams, and Nicodemus, followed by some of the women; 
 Nicodemus shuts the door and appears at window. 
 
 Nic. Oh, the house is quite full ; there's no room for another Glum. 
 
 [Loud crash in hut- 
 O'Scud. What's that, Nic ! 
 
 Nic. Oh, my ! if they hav'nt smashed a little china. 
 O'Scud. Come along out of the house, or they'll set fire to it. 
 Nic. Here, Phelim, take this and this. 
 
 [Throws out various things from window ; those on the outside scramble 
 for them. Nicodemus and Adams come from hut, followed by 
 Women and Men, one of whom has a pistol which, in playing 
 with, goes off, at which the islanders rush off, r». h., shrieking — 
 O'Scud, <$-c, following, calling after them. 
 
 Scene VIII. — 3Ioimtains on ichich are numbers of the flying people, in 
 groups. 
 
 [The Chief, Peter, Yourawkee. and Hallycarnia discovered. Cabin 
 chair in centre, decorated with garlands, $c. 
 
 Enter, R. n., Phelim, Nicodemus, and Adams, icith guns, pistols 
 powder, <Sj-c. 
 
 Peter. Thanks, my comrades ; all is brought out that I may require 1 
 Adams. All — powder, ball, pistols, swords, 
 O'Scud. And a can of the crater.
 
 22 I'KTKIi WILRINS. 
 
 Nic. And some of the beat pens, patent ink, and hot-pressed paper 
 for you to write your flight in the air on, cousin Peter. 
 
 Peter. [Shaking hands.] Farewell then, companions. If success 
 should crown my effort, I am repaid ; if not, in your evening carouse, 
 drain one cup to Peter Wilkins. 
 
 O'Scitd. [Embracing Hau.ycarnia.] Ods blessings on you, then re- 
 member your husband that doats upon you, and write me a long letter 
 by return of post. 
 
 Nic. And all franked. 
 
 Peter. Farewell. [Crosses to Chjef. 
 
 Chief. Sound the gripsacks — give the signal to depart — and through 
 the air convey the wondrous stranger — sound, I say. 
 
 [Music. — A general movement of the characters ; trumpets sound on 
 the hills, and from various parts. — Aerial flight of Islanders. Six 
 of them place cords round their shoulders like the straps of a chair- 
 man ; Peter seals himself — they rise with him. Various groups 
 fill the back. 
 
 O'Scud. There he goes, swimming in the air, like a duck in the 
 water. 
 
 Nic. Good bye, cousin Peter ; drop a line by the next post. 
 John. Success, Peter — success. 
 
 [All this is spoken as he rises. — Grand Tableau.
 
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