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 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE! 
 
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 FARCE, IN TWO ACTS: 
 
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 NEW ENGLISH OPERA, LYCEUM THEATRE, 
 
 (WITH ADDITIONAL SONGS) 
 
 AND THE THEATRE ROYAL HAYMARKET, 
 
 Adapted from a Sketch in one Act, ly Kotzebue; 
 
 CALLED 
 
 BLIND GELADEN. 
 
 <* To die for love," the ladies will exclaim : 
 
 " There's no such thing ; the farce must have a name, 
 
 " That men have died, there needs no ghost to prove, 
 
 " And worms have eaten them ; but uot for love.' ' 
 
 But now our author has found out a way, 
 
 That if you wish*(k) die for love, you may, 
 
 Nay, start not, Sirs, nor look thus at a dead-lock, 
 
 Here, though we die for love, we live for wedlock. 
 
 Extract from the intended Prologue* 
 
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HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 
 
 A 
 ACT I. SCENE I. 
 
 A Room in the Bar on 9 s House. 
 Enter BARON ALTORF and CHARLOTTE. 
 
 Baron. 
 
 W ELL, Charlotte, once for all decide yourself, 
 for I have announced to your two lovers that 
 you would this day clitise between them. 
 
 Charl. There, papa, you have done very 
 wrong. 
 
 Bar. Affectation! did you not say but yester- 
 day that you liked them both? 
 
 Charl. Just so. I do like them both; and so 
 much so 
 
 Bar. That for aught I know, you would wish 
 to marry them both. 
 
 Charl. Heaven forbid ! women are quite satis- 
 fied with one man, provided he is faithful. 
 
 Bar. Well, chuse that one then. 
 
 Charl. Who can answer for my chusing the 
 right one ? 
 
 Bar. But these officers have already been here 
 some months; time enough, surely, to know 
 them. 
 
 Charl. My poor mother used to say, men are 
 not to be known before marriage. 
 B 
 
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10 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act I. 
 
 Bar. Psha! you know Blumeufeld is a man of 
 honour. 
 
 Chart. So is Thalwick. 
 
 Bar. Blumenfeld is a pleasant fellow. 
 
 Chart. So is Thalwick. 
 
 Bar. Blumenfeld has the manners of a gentle- 
 man. 
 
 Chart. So has Thalwick. 
 
 Bar. Blumenfeld is a man of property. 
 
 Chart. So is Thalwick. 
 
 Bar. I tell you what, Charlotte, you'll put me 
 in a passion. These buzzing admirers will be 
 daily dunning my ears again. I must have rest. 
 The thing must be decided* 
 
 Chart. Well then, decide yourself, papa. 
 
 Bar. Not I, indeed. v At the very first quarrel 
 after your marriage, it would be said, " That's 
 your fault, papa; I would have chosen the 
 other," 
 
 CharL Indeed, I'll not promise that that would 
 not happen. 
 
 Bar. I will therefore have nothing to do with 
 the business. 
 
 CharL How shall it be settled then? 
 
 Bar. That's your concern; if you cannot come 
 to a decision, send them both away. 
 CharL Not I, indeed, papa; I might not have 
 such i chance again. Truly I am an unfortunate 
 
 creature: riches make me poor: two suitors, , 
 
 absolutely in love with neither, and yet disliking 
 neither. 
 
 Bar. If you could but guess which of them 
 loves y on the better. 
 
 Chart. A thought has occurred to me, which I 
 think may bring this affair to a conclusion. Sup- 
 pose you tell the gentlemen, as if it were an idea 
 of your own, that they are to settle the matter 
 
Sc. I. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 1 1 
 
 between themselves ; and that he who can per- 
 suade the other to give up the contest amicably, 
 shall receive my hand. 
 
 Bar. Pho! that would only make them amica- 
 bly blow each other's brains out, 
 
 CharL That must be prohibited under pain of 
 my utter rejection. I must not have a brainless 
 husband. They will require all the brains they 
 have. Cunning, persuasion, bribery, every thing- 
 shall be lair in love, as in vvai ; but none of the 
 faghtiug of it. 
 
 Ba?\ Well, and to what end is all this? 
 
 CharL He who loves n.e best will soon find 
 ways and means to get rid of his rival. 
 
 Bar. That seems to me to be measuring a man's 
 love by his wit, when you ought rather to esti- 
 mate it by his want of it. 
 
 Charlotte that as it may, I am elated with my 
 scheme. The lists are opened; tjie herald gives 
 the ^ignal ; tbe conqueror claims his bride. 
 
 Bar. No good will come of this, I fear, 
 
 Enter TRAP. - 
 
 Trap, Captain Thai wick, Sir, my master, and 
 my selr, Trap, his servant, and Captain Blumenfeld, 
 Sir, uith Mr. Trick, his servant, have just return- 
 ed to quarters. I am despatched Sir, as the avant 
 courier or' love, (looking tenderly at Charlotte) to 
 announce our first visit to the baron, and the 
 charming object of our aggregate and unanimous 
 adoration; for we are all four devoted to he ; we 
 servants, by the word of command of our officers. 
 A private soldier, Sir, should fall into love, as he 
 falls into the ranks, because it is the will of his 
 captain; and should fix his affections, as he does 
 his bayonet, sharp at the word. 
 
 Bar. When you have finished prating, Sir, you 
 will have the goodness to shew the officers iuto 
 
12 HOW TO DIE FOR T.OVE. Act 1 
 
 the refectory; and tell them I will join them in 
 a "lass of wine immediately. They will agree 
 till I come. I dare say. Let them toast my 
 daughter. Eut to love her is a point upon which 
 they are so entirely agreed, .that I am afraid it is 
 the only one upon Which they will fall on t. 
 
 Trap. THey have am vl\ taken possession of 
 the refectory, Sir; and seeing wine upon the ta- 
 ble, have nearly finished the" bottle by this time, 
 I warrant. 
 
 Ear. I like their jollity in the midst of nil this 
 love, however; (to ChaiK te^ I win acquaint 
 them with y-mr decision, tha' you cann.it decide; 
 and with the notable arbitration, to which you 
 propose to refer the matter. 
 
 Char I. '1 bar's my good father: and depend 
 upon a speedy ciisis to this momentous affair. 
 
 Bar. I care not how it ends, so that it docs 
 end. [Ej,'it.~ 
 
 Charl. (Not seeing that Trap remains behind) 
 I am not sorry to give fortune some small share 
 in this choice; for although I peibaps go too far 
 in saying th:it I have not a grain more of love for 
 one of my suitors than for the other, yet 1 cer- 
 tainly should not think my future lot with either 
 irreconcileably unhappy. There, is, nevertheless, 
 something about Thalwick (teeing Trap) Oh, 
 lord! here's his servant still, what can he be 
 lingering here for? (affects to sing, as if she had 
 not been speaking to herselj befor. " How happy 
 
 could I be with either." &c.) Trap! 
 
 Trap, (as if he were ansictring to a roll-call) 
 Here! 
 
 Charl. Well, Mr. Trap, what sort of a recruit- 
 ing excursion have YOU and the captains had? 
 (aside) Tli spinel him respecting the diil'erent 
 manners in which my lovers conducted them- 
 selves, when away from me. 
 
Sc. L HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 15 
 
 Trap. (Aside.) I'll endeavour to sift out 
 which of the officers she prefers in her own 
 heart. 
 
 Charl. Captain Thdwick enjoyed excellent 
 spirits during his excursion, did he not, Mr. 
 Trap. * 
 
 Trap. (Aside.) She'll get nothing out of me to 
 the prejudice of my master, that I can tell her. 
 (aloud.) No, ma'am, you mean Captain Biumen- 
 feld: my master was as melancholy at his absence 
 from you, as as, I dare say, you were at your ab- 
 sence from him. 
 
 Charl. (Aside.) So! I'm not so easily caught. 
 (aloud.) I assure you, friend, I never was more 
 lively than during the absence of your melancholy 
 master, Captain Thalwick. The society of Cap- 
 tain Blumenfeld, indeed 
 
 Trap. Bn; you contrived to be lively, you 
 know, ma'am; and they were both absent to- 
 gether. 
 
 Charl. (Aside.) The rogue has caught me, 
 though, (aloud.) Well, Mr; Trap, I have pro- 
 mised my lovers a fair and equal chance of suc- 
 cess, and therefore do^not hold it just to protract 
 this conversation with you. 
 
 Trap. May I presume to hope, Madam, that I 
 might share the event of my master's success; 
 and stipulate, that whenever he changes the title 
 of your humble servant, for that of your lord and 
 master 
 
 Chart. Oh, fie! Mr. Trap, how can you antici- 
 pate tbose choking words? 
 
 Trap. I might succeed to the former title. 
 
 [Bell rings. 
 
 Charl. There, Captain Thalwick is ringing for 
 you, I dare say. 
 
14 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act / 
 
 Trap. I go, Madam. A servant should always 
 make interest with his presumptive mistress, if 
 he "wishes to remain in the service of his marrying 
 master; just as -a shrewd politician always pre- 
 seives a snug corner in his devotions for the lu- 
 crative worship of the Rising Sun.. [Exit. 
 
 Chart. AfVer the old batter'd baron, with whom 
 my father lately threatened me, as a .substitute 
 for a husband, almost any young man is accepta- 
 ble; am! ii whose favour soever this adventure 
 shall -terminate, I may at least say, in the words 
 of England's Shakespeare: 
 
 " Age, I do abhor thee! 
 " Youth, I do adore thee! 
 
 " Ob! my love is young/* 
 
 Get thee gone, age! 
 
 Thy step totters slowly; thy contact is cold; 
 "What hub wirm youth to do with the frigid and old? 
 Thy \wiuklet. re Irowns, und thy frowns bespeak care; 
 Why dost thou interfere with the young and the fair? 
 
 Come hither, youth! 
 Thy figure is giucefnl; thy attitude free; 
 And the youn'g aud the iaiv will all listen to thee. 
 The smile on thy cheek bespeaks happiness there; 
 And thy warm address conquers the young and the fair. 
 
 Get thee gone age! Come hither, youth! 
 
 [Rjrif. 
 
Sc. II. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 15 
 
 SCENE II. 
 
 Another Room in the Baron's House. The Baron, 
 
 Thalwick, and Blumenfeld discovered at a 
 
 Wine-table. 
 
 Blumenfeld. 
 
 A HERCULEAN task indeed! 
 
 Thalw. A problem more difficult to solve than 
 the riddle of the sphinx! 
 
 Blum. Depend upon it, I can never be brought 
 to renounce the dearest of my hopes. 
 
 Thalw. Death alone can make me comply with 
 such a demand. 
 
 Bar. No, no; there's to be no death: a tempo- 
 rary removal is all that will be required. 
 
 Thalw. Very well; but as for me, baron, I do 
 not stir. 
 
 Blum. Fin fixed as her guardian angel. 
 
 Bar. Then matters remain as they were. 
 
 Thalw. What do you call removal? 
 
 Blum. The term is extremely vague, 
 
 Bar. That question you may settle between 
 yourselves. 
 
 Thalw. For a\ lover, a trip to the next village 
 is a great removal, 
 
 Blum. If I were but to o'erstep the limits of 
 your estate, I should confess myself conquer- 
 ed. 
 
 Bar -The limits of my estate? Good! this 
 would at once be a criterion ; and you might 
 
16 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act I. 
 
 agree, that whichever can induce the other to 
 o'erstep the boundaries of my estate (you know 
 the land-marks about the village) .has won her, 
 Thalw. I aeree to this. 
 Blum. And I. 
 
 Thalzc. But I say, baron, at that rate you may 
 lay your account not to be rid of me these ten 
 years. 
 
 Blum. lama candidate for eternity. 
 
 Bar. I know better than that. At the first 
 
 wrinkle in my daughter's cheek, you'll both take 
 
 leave of her with as much sangfroid as I now do 
 
 of you. "J0. [Krit. 
 
 1 hahc. I say, Blumenfeld, this is a droll situa- 
 tion we are in. 
 
 Blum. We remain friends as before? 
 
 T ha lie. Of course. 
 
 Blum. Then perhaps you might be so kind, 
 as, out of pure friendship, to renounce your 
 claim. 
 
 Thalw. Do you think so, indeed? You are 
 you are mightily mistaken. 
 
 Bulm. \oudeclared but yesterday, that you 
 would go through fire and water to serve me. 
 
 Thalw. Through fire and water, true; but not 
 beyond the land-mark. But perhaps you, with 
 your nobler sentiments, could be prevailed upon 
 
 Blum. Do you think so, indeed? You are 
 mightily mistaken. 
 
 Thalw. How often have you assured me, 
 that you would share your last morsel with 
 me? 
 
 Blum. My last morsel, true; but not a morsel 
 of my wife. 
 
 Thalw. Well, then, it remains to be seen, which 
 of us will be the more obstinate in maintaining 
 his ground. 
 
Sc. II. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 17 
 
 Blum. I do not march till my colours are 
 planted on the fortress. 
 
 Thalw. Victory or disgrace is the word. \Evif. 
 
 Blum. Let me consider! Where can my servant 
 be ? x Trick! 
 
 Enter TRAP. 
 
 That's lucky ; Trap will do better. I say, Trap 1 
 stop one moment. 
 
 Trap. What is your pleasure, Sir? 
 
 Blum. I want to bribe you. 
 
 Trap. Heav'n be prais'd ! That has not hap- 
 pened to me this long while. 
 
 Blum. You must help me to make your mas- 
 ter pass the boundaries cf the Baron's estate. 
 
 Trap. Lord, Sir, he can do that without either 
 your help or mine. 
 
 Blum. Phoo, phoo; you don't understand me. 
 
 Trap. No plot against my master, I hope. 
 
 Blum. A plot! nonsense: the thing is called 
 an alliance, a coalition. 
 
 Trap. Ah, that's another matter: a fine name 
 is a cloak for every thing. 
 
 Blum. You of course are acquainted with all 
 your master's secrets. 
 
 Trap. As for that, I have been only three 
 months in his service; and he is so kind and 
 easy, as hardly ever to speak to me; but never- 
 theless, one hears and sees many a little thing. 
 
 Blum. The concerns of his family for in- 
 stance. 
 
 Trap. Most certainly: (aside.) For money, I 
 will know all his relations. 
 
 Blum. I ought by rights to be better in- 
 formed on this topic than you; but our acquain- 
 tance is yet young; aud during its whole ex- 
 
13 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act I. 
 
 istence, our love secrets have not permitted us to 
 give a thought to those of our family. 
 
 Trap. No matter, Sir; I know every thing you 
 want. 
 
 Blum. Then take this as bounty-money. 
 
 Trap. Zounds! now I am your recruit, head, 
 hand, and heart. 
 
 Blum. Come with me into my barrack-room, 
 and I will put your abilities to the test. 
 
 Trap, \\ithout flattering myself, you will find 
 I possess great talents. 
 
 Blum. For roguery? 
 
 Trap. Oh, fie! for politics. 
 
 Blum. That's pretty much the same thing., 
 Trick! I told, that rascal to wait. 
 
 X 
 
 Enter TRICK, icho had been overhearing the latter 
 part of this conversation. 
 
 Trick. Here am I, Sir. 
 
 Blum. You, Trick, I appoint my spy; stay in 
 this house, and observe every thing that is going 
 forward. I must not only shut other people's 
 eyes, but I must open my own. [Exit with Trap, 
 
 Trick. (Alone.) Much obliged to you, Sir; 
 spies are hanged in the army. That, to be sure, 
 would be no great matter, nor any mighty dis- 
 grace; for the whole human race consists of only 
 two c asses of rogues, such as are hanged, and 
 such as are not hanged: therefore if one has the 
 misfortune to be doomed to the first class, one 
 ought at least to be well paid for it; whereas, in 
 the present case, my comrade Trap is gone off 
 with a full purse, and I am obliged to be satis- 
 fied with the empty honour. But that's the way 
 all great people act: they always give more to 
 strangers than to their own faithful servants. 
 
Sc. II. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 19 
 
 Enter THALWICK. 
 
 Thalw. Where can my rascal loiter? What, 
 quite ;*lone, fricrui Trick! * 
 
 'Trick. Oh, Sir! one is never alone, when one 
 has virtue for a companion. 
 
 Thalw. Are you indeed so virtuous? 
 
 Trick. Most terribly. 
 
 Thalw. No more, I suppose, than is the way of 
 the world. People generally remain virtuous as 
 long as tlie'y can get nothing by roguery. 
 
 Trick. You wrong me, good Sir. I have, sav- 
 ing your presence, such a thing as a conscience; 
 and that, let me tell you, is as tender as a cob- 
 web. 
 
 Thalw. And yields as easily, I suppose. 
 
 Trick. Heaven forbid! I meant to say, that, in 
 the same manner as the threads of a cobweb, at 
 the slightest touch, inform the spider of the ap* 
 proach of an enemy, so does my conscience warn 
 me instantly when Sin touches it, even with the 
 tip^of his little finger. 
 
 Thalw. Is it so indeed, Trick? I am sorry to 
 hear it; for I had a little scheme in my head. 
 
 Trick. Might I be permitted to know it. 
 
 Thalw. To what purpose? your terrible con- 
 science obliges me to give it up. 
 
 Trick. If you have any idea of bribing me, 
 Sir, use no ceremony, but declare it at once. 
 
 Thalw. I am afraid of thy virtue. 
 
 Trick. Ah, Sir, every body, as you say, is vir- 
 tuous till temptation comes. 
 
 Thalw. Is this the right temptation? 
 
 [Gives money. 
 
 Trick. Ah, Sir, the universal and irresistible 
 one. 
 
 Thalw* Will you then serve under my colours ? 
 
20 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act I. 
 
 Trick. Aye, arid march against friend or foe. 
 
 Thalw. Pray tell me, are there any foibles you 
 have observed in your master's character? 
 
 Trick. Foibles, aye, as many as freckles on his 
 face. You know the saying, Sir, no man is a hero 
 to his TCI let de chambre. 
 
 Thalw. What does he dread most, now ? 
 
 Trick. Let me see: he has an utter horror of 
 infectious diseases. The plague, now, he would 
 dread more than a battery of your four-and-twenty 
 pounders. 
 
 Thalw. Say no more, then. 
 
 Enter 
 
 Well, Sirrah, where may you have been all this 
 while? 
 
 Trap. The mail, Sir, has just gone through the 
 village. Did not you hear the horn? Here is a 
 letter for you, Sir. 
 
 Trap. (Reads.} Hum ! this is strange ; where 
 did you get this letter? 
 
 Trap. From the guard. 
 
 Tholw. A notary of our town writes me word 
 that my mother lies on her death-bed, and 
 anxiously desires once more to see me. 
 
 Trap. Alas, poor lady! 
 
 Thahc. He adds, that if I want to fulfil her 
 wishes, I have not a moment to lose, 
 
 Trap. In that case 1 must saddle your horses 
 immediately, 
 
 Thalw. But you know that iove holds me fast 
 here. 
 
 Trap. But filial duty, Sir. 
 
 Thalzv. That's very true. 
 
 Trap. Methinks 1 hear the good old gentle- 
 woman exclaiming My son! oh, where is he? 
 my dear son, that I may once more bless him! 
 
Sc. II. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 21 
 
 Thalw. You rend my heart with your pathetic 
 appeal. There is only one little doubt that 
 strikes me. 
 
 Trap. And what doubt, Sir, can a son have in 
 such a situation? 
 
 Thalw. My mother has been dead these ten 
 years. 
 
 Trap. The devil she has. 
 
 Thalw. And has left you a legacy of one hun- 
 dred lashes. 
 
 Trap. The generous lady! 
 
 Thalw. Which shall be paid to you to the ut- 
 termost farthing. 
 
 Trap. Never mind* Sir; there is no particular 
 hurry. 
 
 Thalw. You scoundrel, you have been bribed 
 by my rival, I see. 
 
 Trap. I bribed, Sir! How can you think of such 
 a thing? I could not know of the contents of the 
 letter. If I had belonged to the post-office, in- 
 deed, I might have known how to open it, with- 
 out breaking the seal. 
 
 Thalw. Did you not say the mail had brought 
 the letter? 
 
 Trap. Captain Blumenfeld told me so, and I 
 always take the word of my superiors. 
 
 Thalw. There you do very wrong: when your 
 superiors are at war with each other, they tell 
 greater lies than the newspapers. 
 
 Trap. That may be, Sir: but it is the duty of 
 a loyal subject to believe those lies. 
 
 Thalw. This time, you escape with a whole skin ; 
 but if I catch you again, I break your bones for 
 you. Come, Trick, [ want to speak to you. 
 
 [Exit with Trick. 
 
 Trap. So, he takes Trick with him. Oh! I 
 understand: he has also made a good bargain of 
 
22 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE- Act f. 
 
 his services. Well clone, comrade! Great people, 
 I find, are very ready to recommend honesty to 
 their own servants, but they are heartily glad, 
 when they do not find it in other people's. 
 
 [Exit* 
 
 SCENE III. 
 
 The Village. 
 Enter BLUMENFELD. 
 
 Blumenfeld. 
 
 I AM impatient to hear of the success of my 
 letter. That Trap m iv have played me some 
 confounded trick, and may have had the rascality 
 to he true to his own master. I did wisely in 
 leaving my own servant at the baron's, as a spy. 
 Trick is incapable of any meanness, and will 
 watch every secret spring rhat moves the whole 
 house. Here's Trap at last. Well, my honest 
 friend, how do we speed? 
 
 Enter TRAP. 
 
 Trap. Thank Heaven, you see me in a whole 
 skin. 
 
 Blum. Fool! has the trick succeeded? 
 
 Trap. It would have succeeded to a hair; but 
 one trifling circumstance spoilt all. 
 
 Blum. Did he recognize my hand-writing?. 
 
 Trap. No, not that. 
 
Sc. III. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 23 
 
 Slum. You were a stupid bungler, probably, 
 and betrayed yourself? 
 
 Trap. Not at all; but her ladyship, the mamma, 
 has played us the cursed trick of dying, ten years 
 ago! 
 
 Blum. The deuce take her; that was very dis- 
 obliging on her part. But never mind: he were 
 a fool that had not more than one string to his 
 bow. 
 
 Trap. I see my master coming, and must sound 
 a retreat. 
 
 Blum. I hope the brick-maker will keep his 
 word. 
 
 Trap. He has already sallied forth, with a 
 lighted match. Make ready! present! fire! 
 
 Enter THALWICK, and TRICK disguised like a 
 German doctor. 
 
 Thalw. My dear Blumenfeld, we must be off 
 this instant. 
 
 Blum. How so? 
 
 Thalw. You recollect the waggons loaded with 
 cotton, that passed through the village a few days 
 ago? 
 
 Blum. Yes. 
 
 Thalw. The cotton came from Smyrna. 
 
 Blum. With all my heart. 
 
 Thalw. The driver put up at the public-house: 
 the inn-keeper, a rogue, stole one of the bales: 
 the waggoners did not miss it, and proceeded the 
 next morning with the rest. The fellow imme- 
 diately opens the stolen bale, faints, a fever comes 
 upon him. This respectable man _ the surgeon 
 of the pext village is sent for: he comes, sees 
 boils upon the inn-keeper's breast; and in short, it 
 is the plague. 
 
2* HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act I. 
 
 Blum, The plague! 
 
 Thalw. Yes, the plague. Is it not, Sir? 
 
 Trick. (Nods.) Oy, oy! 
 
 Blum. You don't say so? 
 
 Thalw. The inn-keeper and his wife are already 
 dead; the children are given over: all the pea- 
 sant that have taken their dram there since, feel 
 the first symptoms of the distemper in every limb. 
 Is it not so, Sir? 
 
 Trick. (Nods.) Oy, oy ! 
 
 Blum. Tis a most shocking occurrence. 
 
 Tlialw. They are packing every thing up at the 
 castle. The baron and his family are going di- 
 rectly to to\vn. 
 
 Blum. They are perfectly in the right. 
 
 Thalic. This skilful surgeon says we ought not 
 to stop one moment in this infected air. Is it not 
 so, Sir? 
 
 Trick. (Nods.) Oy, oy ! 
 
 Thalw. That all communication with the vil- 
 lage must be cut oft. 
 
 Blum. He is perfectly in the right. 
 
 Thalw. The mare is put to my cabriolet; my 
 horse is saddled; I have courage to face the ene- 
 my, but not the plague. 
 
 Blum. 'Tis no disgrace to retreat before such 
 a foe. 
 
 Thai. Then step into my cabriolet, I will trot 
 along side of you, and our servants can follow. 
 There is not a moment to be lost; is there, Sir? 
 
 Trick. (Nods.) Oy, oy! 
 
 Thalw. I might have left the village alone, but 
 friendship urged me not to go without you; and y 
 for your sake, to risk my life another quarter of 
 an hour. 9 
 
 Blum. I shall always remember your affection- 
 ate kindness with gratitude. 
 
Sc. If. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 25 
 
 Thalw, Well, then; come, before it is too late. 
 
 Blum. And yet, after all, I have a mind to wait 
 the issue. 
 
 Thalw. Are you raving ! to wait the issue of 
 the plague ! 
 
 Slum. There is, alas! little doubt that we are 
 both smitten with an infectious disease, but the 
 Smyrna cotton is not the cause of it: it is a pair 
 of fine eyes, that has thrown us into a fever. 
 Let your cabriolet be put up again; for, by 
 Heaven, if -the plague stared me in the face, I 
 would not stir an inch. Try something else. Hat 
 ha! ha! {Exit. 
 
 Thalw. You scoundrel, I saw you laughing over 
 your right shoulder. 
 
 Trick. Oh dear, no Sir; if I had, my master 
 would have made me laugh over the left. But 
 how did I act my part? 
 
 Thalw. A difficult part truly ! 
 
 Trick. Most assuredly. To hold one's tongue 
 and give a silent vote of approbation, is now-a- 
 days the ne plus ultra of politics, 
 
 Thalw. Go quickly, and change your dress; 
 we must immediately spring another mine 
 
 Trick. Which in the end, I fear, will blow me 
 up in the explosion. [Exit* 
 
 Thalw. Truly, men are never more fertile in 
 invention, than when they want to cheat their 
 fellow-creatures. 
 
 Enter MICHAEL. 
 
 Mich. Charming ducats! It does one good to 
 look at them, but to handle them is absolutely 
 to feed an appetite. A comical gentleman ! He 
 might Jiave bought the most splendid firework ia 
 Germany with the money. 
 9 
 
26 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act 7. 
 
 Thalw. (Turning round.) What do I sec ! a 
 fire! 
 
 Mich. Oh! don't be ahrmed, Sir; it is only 
 my old brick-shed burning. 
 
 "Thalw. How can you know that, friend? The 
 fire seems a good distance off. 
 
 Mich. I think I ought to know it. I set fire to 
 it tnyseif. 
 
 Thalw. For what reason ? 
 
 Mich. Because I was well paid for it. Look 
 here, Sir, a whole handful of gold. 1 can build 
 up three such sheds for the money. 
 
 Thalw. Who bade you set fire to it? 
 
 Mich. I must not tell that, Sir. 
 
 Thalw. (Drawing his sword.) Fellow, confess 
 this instant; or I drive you into your own fire. 
 
 Mich. Ah, since you are so importunate 
 that Captain, your friend. 
 
 Thalw. Captain Blumenfeld? For what pur- 
 pose? 
 
 Mich. That I do not know. You military gen- 
 tlemen delight in making a blaze. 
 
 Thalw. I know enough : you may go. 
 
 Mich. Should your honour have a fancy to see 
 another brick-shed on fire, I h; ve two or three 
 more in different places, which I shall be proud 
 to burn for half the money. 
 
 Thalw. I see the Captain coming; begone I 
 say. 
 
 jyfitA. For one hundred ducats I would burn 
 them all. \Exlt 
 
 Thalw. I must appear to know nothing of this 
 business. [Assumes a meditating posture. 
 
 Enter CAPTAIN BLUMEXFELD. ^ 
 Blum. (Calling after him.) Quick saddle my 
 
Sc. II. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 2f 
 
 horses alarm the village send for the fire- 
 
 engine. 
 
 Thalw. What's the matter, Captain ? 
 
 Blum. Are you blind! don't you see the great 
 fire? 
 
 Thalw. Yes ; assuredly. 
 
 Blum. A whole village in flames. 
 
 -Thalw. Bless my soul ! the poor people must 
 be saved from destruction. 
 
 Blum. Certainly, 1 fly. I have ordered my 
 horse to be saddled. Quick, do you the same. 
 
 Thalw. Certainly; one reads so often in the 
 newspapers of the generous conduct of the mili- 
 tary, of their doing wonders at fires. 
 
 Blum. For that reason \ve will distinguish our- 
 selves. 
 
 Thalw. And if not for the sake of the news- 
 papers, humanity commands us, 
 
 Blum. True, the newspapers and humanity ! 
 only make haste. 
 
 Thalw. It is so sweet to assist the afflicted. 
 
 Blum. It is a divine pleasure. 
 
 Thalw. To save a child from the flames. 
 
 Blum. To bring it to it's distracted mother. 
 
 Thalw. To hear her stammered thanks. 
 
 Blum. But if you don't go soon, a dozen little 
 children may be burnt. 
 
 Thalw. Ride on; I'll follow you instantly. 
 
 Blum. I should be selfish to earn alone the 
 glory of a noble action. 
 
 Thalw. The glory of a true friend excites no 
 envy in my breast. 
 
 Blum. 1 cannot conceive how a heart, so cha- 
 ritable as your's, can brook all this delay. 
 
 Thalw. I tell you what, Blumenfeld; ttiy 
 heart, charitable as it is, is likewise on fire, 
 and that's a flame that concerns me more nearly. 
 
28 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act I. 
 
 I am sorry for your ducats, but if all the brick- 
 sheds in the neighbourhood were on fire, I would 
 not stir: Ha! ha! ha! 
 
 Blum. Confound you! but expect me shortly 
 to renew the attack with double vigour. I ac- 
 quire strength from opposition; and feel more 
 than the interest of love in the combat. 
 
 Thaliv. The strength of love alone tome's a 
 host ; 
 
 And may he win her, who shall love her most. 
 
 [Eveitnf* 
 
Act IL HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 29 
 
 ACT II. SCENE I. 
 
 Scene a Room in the Barons Castle. 
 
 Enter CHARLOTTE,, CAPTAIN THALWICK, and 
 CAPTAIN BLUMENFELD, 
 
 ThalwicL 
 
 JrlERE we come, Miss Altorf, wafted by the 
 wings of love. 
 
 Blum. Driven in the car of hope. 
 
 Chart. Descend from your vehicle, then, gen- 
 tlemen, for I am on foot. 
 
 Thalw. We wait upon you, madam, to report 
 to you the progress of our contest, and to know 
 to what lengths we are to carry it. 
 
 Char I. To the other side of the land-mark ; no- 
 thing shorter. 
 
 Blum. Cruel Charlotte ! Is this the reward for 
 all my gallantry ? When your horse stumbled in 
 passing the defile along the neighbouring moun- 
 tain, who caught the bridle, and saved you from 
 instant precipitation? 
 
 Chart, lie who reminds me of an obligation, 
 Blumenfdd, discharges it. This is not gene- 
 rous. 'Ihnhvick's services, (and toThalwick too, 
 I am indebted for substantial services), Thalwick's 
 obligations bind me s'ill. 
 
 Blum. Then he is the happ} r man after all. 
 
 ChnrL I do not say so : 1 am not apt to fly 
 from my promises. I have given my word for the 
 maintenance of the strictest impartiality in this 
 
SO HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act II. 
 
 singular contest, and I will abide the event of it. 
 Cheer up Thai wick! will (that mood brighten 
 your wit? 
 
 Song. 
 
 Courage! prepare another charge ! 
 
 No battle lasts for ever ! 
 To ev'ry lance oppose a targe, 
 
 And be dishearten'd never \ 
 
 I^t each of my combatants rally his wit ; 
 
 Who knows upon whirh crest, may vi* tory sit. 
 To Thai. To hover on ?/owr head the bird may appearp 
 To Blum. But at last her tir'd wing may compose itself here. 
 
 To Blum. Nor be too toon elate : 
 
 The decision of fate 
 Thesanguiuest prospects may mar. 
 To both. Let each fight his best, 
 
 And abandon the rest 
 To love and the fortune of war. 
 
 Tkalw. Charming Girl ! her encouragement ha 
 given me a new head to conceive, and I'll go seek 
 my old hand to execute. [Exit. 
 
 Char I. Why do you remain here alone, Cap- 
 tain? 
 
 jB ///#?, Ah ! Miss Altorf, I am never alone; 
 your in sage haunts me every where. 
 
 Chart. If that is the case, it must at last be- 
 come a very troublesome companion. 
 
 Blum. Willingly, no doubt, would I exchange 
 it for the original. 
 
 CliarL The original, yon know, has no will of 
 its own, but will be the passive prize of the con- 
 queror. 
 
 Blum. Rather the active rewarder ! Ah, that I 
 could but cry " victory ;'* but we are both so vigi- 
 lantly on our guard, that this campaign may last 
 a long while yet* 
 
JSc. L HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 31 
 
 Char I. At least you can cry a to arms !" I am 
 determined to await the issue of the whole pa- 
 tiently. 
 
 Slum. Yes, you indeed ! your heart is as cold 
 as an ice-house. 
 
 Char 1. I am like the predestinarians : what fate 
 has decreed for me, I receive with resignation. 
 
 Enter TRICK, out of breath, not perceiving 
 Charlotte. 
 
 Trick. Oh, dear Sir ! I am a dead man. 
 
 Blum. Well, that's no great loss, 
 
 Trick. And you too will be a dead man, pre- 
 sently. 
 
 Blum. What, has the plague hroken out again? 
 
 Trick. No, Sir; but he i.s off' with her. 
 
 Blum. Who ? with whom ? 
 
 Trick. The Captain with the young lady, 
 
 Blum. Indeed ! 
 
 Trick. Mount your horse instantly and puisuc 
 them. Perhaps you may still overtake them. 
 
 Blum. Did you see it yourself? 
 
 Trick. With my own eyes, Sir; since you or- 
 dered me to become a spy, I see and spy every 
 thing. Miss Altorf was taking a wall: on the 
 hill by the high-road; the Captain lurking be- 
 hind. Suddenly he rushed forward, carried the 
 young lady into the carriage, and off they set as 
 fast c.s the horses could trot. 
 
 Blum. And of all this you were a quiet spec- 
 tator. 
 
 Trick What w r as I to do? I hallooed out, 
 " Captain Thahvick! that's not fair," I was go- 
 ing to seize the reins; but he so flourished his 
 whip over my shoulders, that respect seized all 
 my limbs. For Heaven's sake, dear master, make 
 
32 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE, Act 11* 
 
 haste; be off instantly ; there's not a moment to 
 be lost. 
 
 Blum. And did Charlotte inake no resistance? 
 Did she not scream out? 
 
 Trick. Not a sound or sigh did she utter? Be- 
 tween ourselves, Sir, I think it was a precon- 
 certed scheme. 
 
 Blum. Is that true, Miss Altorf? 
 
 Churl. What, Trick ! did I not scream? 
 
 Trick. (Staring at her Kith his mcuth open.) 
 I will not positively pretriul to say. Let's see. 
 All dear ! now I recollect, the young lady scream- 
 ed out so dreadfully, that the Captain was obliged 
 to drive her home again. 
 
 Ckarl. Oh, he has brought me safe home again! 
 has he? Thank you kindly, Mr. Trick. You see, 
 Captain Blumenf'eld, what it is to scream out 
 lustily. 
 
 Trick. True, a scream is a woman's natural pro- 
 tector. In all her wrongs that signal of distress 
 brings the violator for a moment to his senses, 
 and attracts the help of every being who is wor- 
 thy of the name of man. 
 
 Chart. True; but it is very fatiguing. 
 
 Bhtm. What! to scream?' 
 
 Char I. Yes; I own that scream of mine has 
 quite taken away my breath. I am completely 
 flurried, and must take a little repose from the 
 fatigues of my journey. Good bye, Captain! 
 Good bye ! Ha, ha, hn \ hjnfc 
 
 Blum. What, Trick, my horse not saddled yet I 
 Then I'll saddle you. 
 
 Trick. What 'for, Sir ! the danger is over, thank 
 Heaven. 
 
 Blum. Not till I have treated you with two 
 hundred lashes for your pains, scoundrel! 
 
So. II. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 33 
 
 Trick. I do not desire any reward, Sir, what- 
 ever, for my pains. 
 
 Blum. Oh, I can't think of remaining in your 
 debt. 
 
 Trick. Do not take it amiss, dear Sir; but this 
 is always the consequence when people bribe 
 strange rogues, and let their own natural flesh 
 and blood starve. Trap sold his integrity for 
 half-a-crown. With bitter grief did I see that you 
 did not place any confidence in my talents. This 
 rouzed my honour, (for honour is my foible), ancl 
 made me go instantly and get bribed. 
 
 Blum. This time I pardon you. Go and in- 
 form your suborner how it has fared with you, 
 and tell him I want to speak to him very particu- 
 larly. 
 
 trick. 1 suppose he has thought of another 
 stratagem. [Exit. 
 
 Blum. The fellow is right. When men try to 
 seduce the servants of others, they are not aware 
 that by so doing they undermine the fidelity of 
 their own. [Exit. 
 
 SCENE II. 
 
 Before the BARON'S House. 
 BLUMENFELD comes out oftfie 
 
 Blum. (Drawing an open letter from his pocket.) 
 Now I draw the last string of my bow. If this 
 don't succeed, I go to bed in order to give repose 
 to my wearied faculties, and to rise, like Antseus, 
 the giant refreshed. 
 
54 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Art 1L 
 
 Shim. Trap, you are now going to perform a 
 master-piece, nothing less than to represent my 
 own person. 
 
 Trap. Oh, Sir, the honour is too great. 
 
 Blum. I know that, and therefore let honour 
 inspire you to greater efforts. 
 
 Trap. If one could but drink honour, like a 
 bottle of wine ! 
 
 Blum. Go into my room, disguise yourself in 
 my cloak, put on my hat with the high feather; 
 press it down over your eyes; muffle your face 
 in the mantle; and then make your appearance 
 here. 
 
 Trap. Are these all my instructions? 
 
 Blum. My carriage is ready ; the captain will 
 come, and you are to get in with him. 
 
 Trap. Inside, Sir? 
 
 Blum. Yes, inside to be sure. 
 
 Trap. Ah, Sir ! I am so used to get up behind, 
 that I am afraid_ 
 
 Blum. Blockhead! in our times, many people 
 that have stood behind the carriage, now ride in- 
 side. In short, do you get inside, and before 
 him, too. 
 
 Trap. But if he should speak to me 
 
 Blum. You are not to answer, or at best, only 
 by a sigh; and squeeze yourself up in the cor- 
 ner. 
 
 Trap. But what is all this to come to? 
 
 Blum. The postilion has his instructions: do 
 you ride over the boundary, and then you may dis- 
 cover yourself. 
 
 Trap. And then I am a dead man; he will kill 
 me on the spot; and my cross will thencefor- 
 
Sc.IL HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 35 
 
 ward serve to make the boundary of the Baron's 
 estate. 
 
 Blum. Nonsense! A sound drubbing is all that 
 you venture. 
 
 Trap. Indeed! Charming prospects. 
 
 Blum. You have the prospect of my full purse : 
 for every blow a ducat. 
 
 Trap. And if I should miscount them in my 
 agony ? 
 
 Blum. I'll compound liberally. Are you now 
 satisfied ? 
 
 Trap. Agreed ! My mother wa's a fortune- 
 teller; she ofren predicted of me that I should be- 
 come an officer, and now I see that she under- 
 stood her art. [Exit. 
 
 Blum., Here comes the Captain ! Now for the 
 powtrs or a Proteus. 
 
 Enter Captain THALWIGK. 
 
 Thalw. Blumenfeld, you sent for me. A par* 
 ley ! 
 
 Blu^n. Yes my dear friend; I wish to have 
 seme conversation with you, upon a serious busi- 
 ness. You see very well that we are both so cun- 
 ning, we shall never out- wit each other. 
 
 Thalw. One ought not to despair. 
 
 Blum. Why as to that, neither urn I at my wit'* 
 end; but something has turned up which brings 
 grist to your mill, 
 
 Thalw. What, is your mill burned down ! Ano- 
 ther conflagration. Let us hear it. 
 
 Blum. Seriously ; I have told you once before^ 
 that my first love was au amiable, handsome girl; 
 
36 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act II. 
 
 but unfortunately too rich, and of too great a 
 family. 
 
 Thaiw. The father, I recollect, a General, be- 
 decked with honours, would nut give his daugh- 
 ter to a poor Captain. 
 
 Blum. We weie obliged to part, and swore 
 eternal fidelity. 
 
 Thaiw. An eternity of four weeks. 
 
 Blum. By no means; for a whole twelvemonth 
 have I sighed like a p<et; but when I found 
 that the old codger was not dispo>ed TO die; 
 and, what is more, when I saw Charlotte here 
 
 Thaiw. To be sure that's an excise. 
 
 Hum. But for all tint, first love is a comical 
 thing; it Bleeps sometimes; but it is a slumber 
 which the softest breath of air can awaken. 
 
 Thaiw. Peihaps } ou wish to persuade me that 
 this first love of youi's has risen from its slum- 
 bers. 
 
 Blum. Joking apart, my friend; read this let- 
 ter that I have just received. The old General 
 is dead; my Caroline, the rich heiress, tells me 
 that she is beset and tormented by lovers, but 
 that she remains true to her vow, and awaits me 
 with impatience. 
 
 Thaiw. fRtadsJ Yes, so I see. 
 
 Blum. Well, what shall I do? 
 
 Thaiw. My advice \ ou may easily guess. 
 Drive over the boundary as fast as possible. 
 
 Blum. I have given the matter a serious re- 
 flection. As to beauty and riches. Charlotte and 
 Caroline are equais ; but the former leaves to 
 chance the choice of her husband, whereas the 
 other prefers me before all her lovers. Charlotte, 
 perhaps, favours the victory of my rival ; while 
 Caroline, for my sake, renounces every other 
 connection, 
 
Sc. II HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 37 
 
 Thalw. Very judicious and prudent reflections. 
 
 Blum.. And above all, my friendship for thee. 
 
 Thalw. Ah, y;mr humble servant. 
 
 Blum. Why tliat incredulous smile? perhaps 
 you think that it is only a new invention. But 
 I tell you that the horses are put to the carriage, 
 and that I am ready to drive off. 
 
 Thalw. If you do that, I wish jou a pleasant 
 journey. But do not take it amiss of me; I shall 
 not trust you till you are gone. 
 
 Blum. Convince yoursell : accompany me as far 
 as the boundary. Indeed, I lequeat it as a last 
 favour: for to confess the truth, however firmly 
 my resolution is fixed, stiil my heart fails me, at 
 the idea of parting for ever from Charlotte. But 
 I'll not see her again; I'll throw myself into the 
 carriage, shut the blinds, and not look back till 
 out of danger. 
 
 Thalw On these conditions, I accompany you. 
 
 Bium. Till then I fear I shall be very bad com- 
 pany ; for in my present state of mind, you must 
 not expect to be entertained with my conversa- 
 tion. Spare me, therefore, all questions; for, 
 muffled and wrapt up in my cloak, and in 
 thought, a nod or a mutter will be all you can 
 expect. 
 
 Thalw. As to that, do as you please; only, one 
 more condition I must make. 
 
 Blum. And what is that? 
 
 Thalw. When we come to the land-mark, we 
 both get out, ai d you pass it before me. After 
 that, we will get in again, and drive on. 
 
 Blum. Still mistrustful! Well, be it so. 
 
 Thalw. Then let us quickly get into the car- 
 riage. 
 
 Blum. I'll just go for my cloak, and be with 
 you in an instant. [Evif. 
 
38 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act II. 
 
 Can all this "be his real intention? 
 
 Blum. (Returning.) One thing more, Captain: 
 you'll excuse me to Charlotte? 
 
 Thalw. Of course. 
 
 Blum. And to her father? 
 
 Thalw. Make yourself perfectly easy. 
 
 Blum. Well then, wait a moment. [Exit. 
 
 Thahv. There's no doubt but this is some new- 
 snare of his. By his honest looks one would 
 think him sincere, but I'U not trust him. Trick! 
 Where the devil is the rascal? Trick! {Exit. 
 
 Enter TRAT, with BLUMENFELD'S Cloak and Cap, 
 shy and softly. 
 
 Trap. I wish it was all over. This masquerade 
 I fear, will be a dear frolic to me. 
 
 Enter TH A LWICK, unobserved. 
 
 Thalw, I have given Trick his instructions. So, 
 there is Blumenreld. His sneaking is very sus- 
 picious. And why has he muffled himself up to 
 the teeth? 
 
 Trap. (With a soft and trembling voice, hums a 
 tune.) 
 
 Thalw. A strange mood my friend seems to be 
 in. \Hidcx in an arbour. 
 
 Trap. (Aside.) My courage is on the wing; if 
 this lasts much longer,, it will fly to the devil, 
 
 Thalw. What the deuce is Trick about? 
 
 Trap. Zounds, here comes my n. aster! 
 Enter TRICK, with'l 'HALWICK'S Cloak and Cap. 
 
 Trick. (Coughs.) 
 
 Trap. (Whose attention is attracted by the noise> 
 salutes him ) 
 
 Trick. (Fear fully puts his hand out of the cloak, 
 and takes that of Trap.) Hem hem. 
 
Sc. II. . HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. st 
 
 Trap. (Shaking his hand.) Hem hem. 
 
 Trick. (Makes signs to offer to go to the car- 
 riage.} Hem hem. 
 
 Trap. (Nods.) Hem hem. (They compliment 
 each other a little as to priority. At last Trap 
 runs off quickly, and Trick after him.) 
 
 Thalw. (Steps forward out of the arbour to lis- 
 ten to and observe them.) Excellent! they are 
 getting in they are sitting clown drive on my 
 boy that's it off they go. (He goes to the back 
 ground, and follows them with his eyes.) They 
 proceed at full gallop now they are turning the 
 corner. In less than ten minutes they will have 
 passed the land-mark, and Charlotte is mine. 
 Hark ! I hear no moj:e yes, now the carnage is 
 rattling over the bridge. [He remains listening. 
 
 Enter BLUMENFELD In the Fore-ground. 
 
 Blum. (JVithout seeing Thai wick.) They arc 
 really gone. Have I then overreached him at 
 last? Even if he should discover the trick, out of 
 the carriage he can't stir. The driver has re- 
 ceived too good a fee for that: he does not care 
 for swearing or roaring, and will not stop till he 
 is over the boundary. 
 
 Thalw. Now to my charmer. 
 
 Blum. Now to Charlotte. (They run against 
 each other , recoil and stare at each other for some 
 time with amazement.} What, do I see you, Thai- 
 wick ? 
 
 Thalw. I thought .Captain Blumenfeld was al- 
 ready on his road to the rich bride. 
 
 Blum. And Captain Thalwick promised to ac- 
 company him. 
 
 Thalzv. So I was going to be made a fool of! 
 
 Blum. I have done my best; but old birds, it 
 Seems, are not to be caught with chafY. 
 
40 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act IL 
 
 Thalw. And pray who had the honour to play 
 the part of Captain Blumenfeld? 
 
 Blum. Your Trap. 
 
 Thalw. What a rascal! 
 
 Blum. And pray who might perform Captain 
 Thai wick? 
 
 Thalw. Your Trick. 
 
 Blum. What a scoundrel ! 
 
 Thalw. So the two fellows are driving together 
 over the boundary. 
 
 Blum. Ha, ha, ha ! mutually overawed. It's a 
 pity you can't enjoy the joke. 
 
 Thalw. Blumenfeld, I don't understand such a 
 joke. 
 
 Blum. Why, you make a face like the furious 
 Achilles. 
 
 Thalw. You have insulted me. 
 
 Blum* How so ? 
 
 Thalw, Bribed my servant. 
 
 Blum. And you mine. 
 
 Thalw, Disguised him as an officer. 
 
 Blum. And you mine. 
 
 Thalw. It was only from necessity that I re- 
 sorted to that species of cunning; bur, you have 
 not only dishonoured the whole profession, but 
 .Lave insulted me by your conduct. 
 
 Blum. Nonsense! you are not in your senses. 
 
 Thalw. I was to be the laughing-stock of my 
 own servant. 
 
 Blum. You were to go over the boundary; 
 that's all. 
 
 Thalw. It would have been a most charming 
 scene, to see me standing, like an idiot, before my 
 rascal of a servant; and he biting his tongue off 
 not to laugh in my face. Upon my word, I am 
 surprised I can keep my temper another moment, 
 and talk of this insult in cool blood. 
 
Sc. II. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 41 
 
 Blum. I tell you what, Thahvick, don't pro- 
 voke, me. I have a temper to lose, as well as 
 you. 
 
 Thalw. That, to be sure, would be a great mis- 
 fortune. 
 
 Blum. I make every allowance for t\\z foibles 
 of a friend; but at the same time, matters may 
 be carried too far. 
 
 Thalw. Your courage makes you very forbear- 
 ing. 
 
 Blum. You put my good-humour to a severe 
 test. 
 
 Thalw. Mine you have already exhausted. In 
 short, I demand satisfaction. 
 
 Blum. You are joking, 
 
 Thalw. By Heavens, I am not. 
 
 Blum. We have both promised not to fight. 
 
 Thalw. For Charlotte : but in this case she is 
 out of the question. 
 
 Blum. I don't see that at all; only you seem 
 to ransack your brain to pick a quarrel, because 
 you despair to get the better of me by cun- 
 ning, 
 
 Thalw. You seem to have taken out a pa- 
 tent for reading other people's thoughts. Pro- 
 bably, you even know what I am thinking of 
 now. 
 
 Blum. Yes, you think to win by your hand, 
 what you could not obtain by your head. 
 
 Thalw. No, I think that my brother-captain 
 has a great mind to sneak out of a duel. 
 
 Blum. Thahvick, nobody has yet dared to say 
 thus much to me, 
 
 Thalw. That surprises me; for I see that one 
 ventures nothing by it. 
 
 Blum. (Drawing his sabre.) Blood and wounds ; 
 
42 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act 1L 
 
 if you are bent on playing the fool, I must com- 
 ply-, 
 
 Thalw. At last his military ardour is roused, 
 
 Blum. And since it is awakened, I beg you will 
 make haste. 
 
 Thalw. My sword, against your sabre, is an un- 
 equal weapon. 
 
 Blum. A frivolous pretext. 
 
 Thalw. I fight only with pistols. 
 
 Blum. Have you forgotten that my pistols are 
 at the gun-maker's? 
 
 Thalw. One of mine is at your service. (Draws 
 out a pair.) 
 
 Blum. (Sheathing his sabre.) Be it so. I am 
 satisfied. It is madness for me to fight you ; but 
 recollect you insisted upon it. 
 
 Thalw. (Offers him pistols.) Chuse. 
 
 Blum. (Taking one.) Either. 
 
 Thalw. Eight paces. 
 
 Blum. As you please. 
 
 Thalw. (Measures.) Where do you stan 
 
 Blum. Tis all one. (He places himself.) 
 
 Thalw. Well, fire. 
 
 Blum. You say you are the offended party- 
 therefore fire first. 
 
 Thalw. Very well. (After aiming, fires.} 
 
 Blum. You have missed. 
 
 Thalw. So I sec. 
 
 Blum. So I feel. Now it's my turn. 
 
 Thalw. I know it. 
 
 Blum. If I fire my pistol in the air ? 
 
 Thalw. Then we load again. 
 
 Blum. Are you quite infatuated? 
 
 Thalw. One of us must fall. 
 
 Blum. Then I'll wing you. (Fires.) 
 
 Thalw. Ha! (Falls backwards, twists himself on 
 the ground) and claps his hand to his brcc*st.) 
 
JSc. II. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 4$ 
 
 Blum. (Approaches him.) For Heaven's sake, 
 Thai wick! 
 
 Thalw. Right through the breast. 
 
 Blum. Cursed passion! 
 
 Thalw. Fly, fly ! Make haste my hore tied 
 to that tree. Fly for your life. 
 
 Blum. He is dying Unfortunate that lam! 
 What shall I do? My head turns round. Come 
 what will, I'll not leave you. I am a lost man. 
 
 Thalw. (Aside.) Not leave me ! Then it is I 
 that am lost, (aloud.) Blumenfeld, I forgive 
 you, and bequeath Charlotte to your protec- 
 tion. When I am no more, she shall be your's. 
 (ambiguously.) But for the present, for Heaven's 
 sake, fly! 
 
 Blum. Generous Thai wick! 
 
 Bar, (Without.) Here, John, Philip! 
 
 Blum. The family are alarmed. I must take 
 ^our advice. Forgive me. Adieu ! 
 
 Enter the BARON and CHARLOTTE from the 
 
 House. 
 
 Bar. What is all this firing before my door? 
 
 Charl. Oh Heaven's! Captain Thai wick and 
 
 dead! 
 
 Bar. Impossible! Five minutes ago, I saw 
 him in conversation with Blumenfeld. 
 
 Charl. Dreadful anticipation ! Thalwick is the 
 victim to my fatal project. 
 
 Bar. It must be so ; for see he gallops off like 
 a madman, and is now passing the boundary. 
 
 Thalw. (Jumping up.) Victory! Huzza! the 
 prize! 
 
 Charl. For Heaven's sake explain. 
 
 Thalw. He thinks he has killed me. 
 
 Bar. What ! a duel ? 
 
44 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. Act IL 
 
 T/ialw. I picked a quarrel with \\\m pro forma. 
 I knew that his pistols were not at hand, and that 
 mine were loaded only with powder. He fled ; 
 he has already passed the boundary, and I have 
 won the prize. 
 
 Bar. Cunning dog that you are! I pity Blu- 
 menfeld. Poor fellow ! I will ride after him di- 
 rectly. What do I see? Tis Blumenfeld return- 
 ing as fast as he went away, doubtless suspecting* 
 the trick. 
 
 Thalw. Oh, he will be time enough for the 
 wedding, never fear. Miss Charlotte, you keep 
 your word, of course? 
 
 Chart, f cannot depart from my agreement, 
 although this artifice may prognosticate the fate 
 that awaits me after marriage. 
 
 Thidu\ Twas love alone that inspired my wit. 
 
 Enter TKAP and TRICK in their disguises, arrr* 
 in ann. 
 
 Tliahc. Ha! ha! ha! Here come the masque- 
 raders ! Well, which of you kept his countenance 
 longest? Hut you seem not to have pulled off the 
 masks yet. 
 
 Trap. We had nearly reached the boundary, 
 Sir, before we made the mutual discovery, which 
 re-assured the confidence of every bone in our 
 respective skins. 
 
 Trick. (In Liquor.) We were then obliged, 
 Sir, to drink a bottle in compliment to our un- 
 expected meeting. Od's life, here's my master, 
 the Captain Blumenfeld. 
 
 Enter BLUMENFELD. 
 
 Bar. Well, Captain, the hand's bestowed at 
 last, and we trust you will dance off the disap- 
 
Sc. II. HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 45 
 
 pointment, and endeavour to view the bright 
 side of it. 
 
 Thalw. I ought to use my victory with modera- 
 tion, Blumenfeld : and have to apologize for the 
 feelings of quarrel and alarm which I have occa- 
 sioned you. But there's your beautiful, rich, 
 faithful, and impatient Caroline, Still waiting for 
 you, you know. 
 
 Blum. I prithee truce ; It is as I suspected, 
 and I must; acknowledge I am fairly bit. But it 
 is not because 1 have lost a wife, that I ought to 
 discard three good friends. I'll make the mer- 
 riest man of your party now, with all my disap- 
 pointments. 
 
 Charl. I am confirmed in the good opinion I 
 always entertained of Captain Blumenfeld ; and 
 with all my love for Thai wick, hope I may be 
 permitted to say, that to trust the issue of this 
 choice in some degree to Fortune, was (when I 
 had to decide between such men) not an un- 
 justifiable measure. I can nov* frankly own my 
 preference for Captain Thai wick, who is the 
 only man I could have chosen before Captain 
 Blumenfeld. 
 
 Thalw. Thanks Charlotte ; and the high es- 
 teem I have for my friend, gives value to the 
 compliment. 
 
 And now with Charlotte ; let me living prove 
 
 Joysearn'd by showing "How to Die for Love." 
 
 FINALE. 
 
 'Tis thus that all generous contests should end, 
 My mistress, my wife, and my rival iny friend ; 
 'Tis thus that all generous contests should end, 
 Jf the oue is the husband the other the friend. 
 
 FINIS. 
 
 H. Hewitt, Printer, 
 8, White Hart Yard Diury-lane. 
 
46 HOW TO DIE FOR LOVE. 
 
 SONG THE BARON Page 11. 
 
 The brave may deserve, hut 'tis love wins the fair, 
 
 And Cnpid is odds against Mars, 
 Love scorns to be fore'd, for he's free as the air, 
 
 And was never addieted to 
 
 If he fights 'tis in ambush, tho' never in vain, 
 
 Hi-* arrows fly sure to the mark, 
 They f<-el in the bosom the throb of the pain, 
 
 Tho' the rogue gives the wound in the dark. 
 
 SONG THALWICK Page 25. 
 
 To win the maid I'll try my skill, 
 
 My pow'r of cheating prove, 
 An'' lu-y may blame my tricks who will, 
 
 For trieking'.s fair in love. 
 
 Great Jove himself would flatter, sigh 
 
 And kneel, a prize to gain, 
 Bnt wanting Herme's aid would try, 
 
 Young Cupid's art in vain. 
 
 SONG TRAP Page 35. 
 
 Mother a Gypsey by trade, 
 Tortunes would tell, as she went about, 
 
 J >ad was a tinkering blade, 
 I used to carry the tent about, 
 
 For dinner, a hen roost I'd rob, 
 Kettle to work, if folks lend 'em, 
 
 Father was sure of a job, 
 Mother made holes and dad mended 'em ; 
 
 Fal de ral lal de ral la 
 Strolling is never a weary life, 
 
 Who had the piper to pay, 
 I car'd not, so led a merry life. 
 
 People thought mother a witch, 
 So true she foretold, it astonish'd 'em, 
 
 Then they grew lazy and rich, 
 Of gout and French wines she'd admonish 'ein ; 
 
 A butt of small beer slowly flows, 
 Soon she predicts a new barrel in, 
 
 One pulls another man's nose, 
 She cau forsee ther'll be quarrelling. 
 Fall de ral &c. 
 
 Father and mother I've heard, 
 
 Ever were stirring the strife of it, 
 She always had the last word, 
 
 They led but a cat and dog life of it ; 
 You wish your Wife dead you old dog, 
 
 My lovey you lie or a kin to it, 
 For I once pull'd you out of a bog, 
 
 Yes, but you first kick'd me iuto it. 
 Fal de ral &c.