The Brass Bottle: A Farcical Fantastic Play in Four Acts

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. Mr. Cyrus K. Trotter is on the lower deck, discussing the comparative merits of the New York hotels with a fellow countryman. Miss Maud S. Trotter is seated on the afterdeck in close conversation with Culchard. Podbury is perched on a camp-stool

tal-chief city, you know. Very grand-large-four million inhabi

ter (with a simper).

if in fear of having said som

yet at London peen. Ven I vi

suppose? Dickens, you know, and Homer, eh?

ad Diggins; but I haf read ze bapers by Bi

tter discussing

and when we got to th' tope, we danced a richt gude Scots reel, and sang, "We're a' togither an' naebody by," concluding-just to show, ye

m. How I wish I'd

y). I doot your legs wo

picks his way among the campsto

think. (Aloud.) Well, Miss Trotter, what do

ss it's navigable,

does it come up to the mark

expect Mr. Culchard knows. He knows pretty well everything. Would you like to have him e

just here is so flat that even my

ttempt it. No doubt you will be more successful in entertaining Miss T

nses you're corking do

am "corking down," to adopt your elegant exp

k that up, old chap-h

at her for a

uch chance of slopping over so long as Mr. Podbury is arou

till the poetry has all gurgled

your own, so I guess

y shoul

ivine patience! Poor fellow, he is not without his good points;

thorn in the flesh is any the pl

there were less in him to like. I assure you he tries me so at times that

good times there, too. Isn't that o

e Pigeonhole and Docket Department, with important duties to discharg

't just sure. It takes a pretty bri

Lady). "Dear Maria and dear Madeline are close by, they have taken very comfortable

s frame! Is anything wrong

"Um-um,-suppose you know she will be maimed--" (perhaps it is her spine after all-oh, married, to be sure), "very sl

one's hatter for one's best man! I

t "crows-feet"? Oh, no, how stupid of me-bridesmaids, of course!)-"and will go to the otter a plain guy"-(Oh, Caroline really is too ...)-"to the altar in plain grey! She has been given such quantities of pea-nuts"-(very odd thing

you. It would be an unspeakable delight to watch the expans

es of watching Mr. Podbury's fresh youn

e thing-even if he-but you do think y

e-horse towns than he can help, and he's got to be fixed up with the idea that

are all getting off at Bingen, and going, curiously enough, to the sam

how her how little I-(Aloud.) I say, old man, hope I'm not interrupting you, but I just want to speak to you fo

re is in not going farther than som

not stop at Bacharach, and s

me is limited if we're going

o Maintz to-night, and get the Rhine off our hands then? (With a glance at

hat's not a vurry compliment

ther lately that it can hardly make m

t real kind, you're co

dat I haf nod yed seen! (examining

man gets off-is it Bacha

o anywhere else. Though you did say when we started, that the advantage of t

never occurred to me that the fancy would take y

punch his head some day. And She didn't seem to care whether

mp-stool and the lett