maid, Mrs.
Handy, and Doll Tripe, the cook--but she puked with sitting
backward, so they mounted her into the coach-box.

_Uncle R._ Very well.

_James._ Then, Sir, for fear of a famine before they should get to
the baiting-place, there was such baskets of plum-cake, Dutch
gingerbread, Cheshire cheese, Naples biscuits, maccaroons, neats'
tongues, and cold boiled beef; and in case of sickness, such
bottles of usquebaugh, black-cherry brandy, cinnamon water, sack,
tent, and strong beer, as made the old coach crack again.

_Uncle R._ Well said!

_James._ And for defence of this good cheer, and my lady's little
pearl necklace, there was the family basket-hilt sword, the great
Turkish cimiter, the old blunder-buss, a good bag of bullets, and a
great horn of gunpowder.

_Uncle R._ Admirable!

Vanbrugh's friend, Colley Cibber, was also of foreign origin. His father
was a native of Holstein, and coming over to England before the
Restoration, is known as having executed the two figures of lunatics,
for the gates of Bethlehem Hospital. Colley commenced life as an actor
and playwriter, and Vanbrugh was so pleased with his "Love's Last Shift,
or the Fool of Fashion," that he wrote an improved version of it in "The
Relapse." Thus Sir Novelty Fashion was developed into Lord Foppington,
and Vanbrugh, who patronized Cibber, employed him to act the character.
He was an exception to the rule that a good playwriter is not a good
performer. In Cibber, we especially mark the Spanish element, which then
tinged the drama, and although somewhat prosy and sententious, he is
fertile and entertaining in his love intrigues. Of real humour, he seems
to have no gift--some of his best attempts referring to such common
failures as sometimes occur at hotels. We have in "She wou'd, and she
wou'd not,"

_Host._ Did you call, gentlemen?

_Trapparti._ Yes, and bawl too, Sir. Here the gentlemen are almost
famished, and nobody comes near 'em. What have you in the house now
that will be ready presently?

_Host._ You may have what you please, Sir.

_Hypolita._ Can you get us a partridge?

_Host._ We have no partridges; but we'll get you what you please in
a moment. We have a very good neck of mutton, Sir, if you please,
it shall be clapt down in a moment.

_Hyp._ Have you any pigeons or chickens?

_Host._ Truly, Si