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E. L. B'LANCHARID.
(Member of the Dramath Authors” Society.)

Author of Hop~o’:my-Thumb, Sinbad the Sailor, Little Goody Two Shoes,

House that Jack Built, Robin qud, Little King Pippin, &c., &c.

LONDON :
PRINTED BY JABEZ TUCK AND 00., OLD [BROAD STREET.
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1866.
 THEATRE ROYAL, DRURY LANE.

I
THIS EVENING, THE DRURY LANE ANNUAL GRAND
CHRISTMAS PANTOMIME,
WRITTEN BY

E. L. BLANOHARD, ESQ-

uueuh use;
HARLEQUIN AND THE GNOME KING OF
-, THE GIANT MOUNTAIN.

The Georgeously Beautiful Character of the Decorations, inclusive

of more'than the usual amount of Scenic Surprises and Transformation
Wonders, are ensured by the fact of their being entirely designed, and
for the most part executed, by the celebrated Artist,
MR. WILLIAM BEVERLEY,
Whose eminent services have been retained this Christmas exclusively
for the Theatre Royal, Drury Lane.
The general action of the Pantomime arranged by, and the whole
produced under the direction of
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MR. §TIRL-ING.
The Masks, Devices, and Dresses, from designs by the humorously
renowned
DYKWYNKYN
The Music selected and arranged by
M R- T U L L Y_
Prompter, MB. GATES.
Machinery by MB. .7. TUCKER and Assistants.
Gas Illuminations by MR. J. HINKLEY.
Properties by men. NEEDHAM, G. PENNELL,
PHILLIPS, and Assistants.
Dresses by MR. S. MAY and MRS. LAWLBR.
The Dances and action of the Ballet arranged by
MR. OORMACK
AND

The Perfume by MR. RIMMEL. -'

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 SYNOPSIS OF SCENERY, INCIDENTS,
AND. CHARACTERS.
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THE
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R1111 HEAT OF ROMANCE.
(BY SUNSET.)
Rousncn . . . . . . . . . . . . . Mrs. H. Vaunnunorr.
Alonzo the Brave . . . . . . . Hays de Mandeville.
The Red Rover . . . . .Desperado the Dauntless.
Mysterious Bandit. ,. .Maccaroni of the Mountain.
Wood-Demon . . . . . . . Just Wunnerklok.
The Bleeding Nun . .-. ~ . . . .Agnes de Lindenburg.
Red Cross Knight . . . . . . Alphonse de Montmorency.
Sixteen-String Jack . . . . . . . . Mr. Pennynumber.
Lady Audley. . . . . l . . . . . Miss Amy Bigge.
Her attendants in Exile, and Pages long since tnrned over.
BURLEBQUE . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss
Her Supporters—Misses Lightfoot, Breakdown, Quickstep, and Fan
dango.
MOTHER TONGUE . . . . . . . . . . . . Mr. F. BARSBY
How Romance and Burlesque discuss the present state of everything
in general and Mother Tongue in particular, and how, uniting their
forces, they proceed to levy contributions from all parts of the world to
finish a New Year’s offering to Young England.
THE WILLOW lSlANll OF THE BRABI'IENFELS,
_ ON THE RHINE, BY MOONLIGHT.
“ On one smooth spot where the Islet shelves into the Rhine met the
wandering Fairies.”—“Buluer’s Pilgrims of the Rhine.”
Nnrrusuu (Queen of the Nixes or River Fairies) . Miss HnDsPE'rrr.
PIPALU . . . . (her Elfin Chief). . . Miss LYDIA TrioMPsou.
Lrsrs . . . . . . . ' . . . . . . . . MiSECANDONNI.
Nixes, (“Know you the Nixcs gay and fair, with their beaming eyes
and their golden hair?") by
ONE HUNDRED GORYPHBES,
NUMBEBNrr,orthe CountVon Fayzenheim . MasterPEncYRosELLn.
“ And 10'! from an aperture in the earth came forth a Fay, superbly
dressed, and of a noble presence.”
How Number Nip took the Elfins by surprise, and what came of it.
MOONLIGHT MEETING OF THE WATER FAIRIES
I “ Presently soft music was heard floating along, something like the
sound we suddenly hear of a still night, when a light breeze steals
through rushes or wakes, a ripple in some shallow brook dancing over
pebbles.”—Pilgrims of the Rhine.
GRAND BALLET . . . Principal Danseuse Mdlle.
“ How light we Fairies spring,
Around the beaten ring,
Like Zephy through the air we glide,
Nor bend the tiniest flower aside.”
German Fairy Song.
‘
>_ THE TEEOKET OF WEEDS.
' “ Bush," said Pipalee, under her breath,“ I hear the steps of Strangers;
let us retreat into the Thicket of Weeds.”—Pilgrims of the Rhine.
Parson Rumors {of “1:,- 122,312.33;81301156 } Mr. CHARLES Surron.
COUNT Hosscnnsuurz . (his Chief Minister) . Mr. FITZJAHEI,
KARL Knacuwurrz . . . (his Equerry) . . . Mr. J. Ronrus.
His Retinue—Herr Smahlwitz, Herr Sleibootz, Herr Shortmann,
I-Ierr Longmann, l-lerr Fattmann, and Herr Slendermann.
How Number Nip plays another of his tricks, and. what came of the
second one.
FARM AND ROMANTIC LANDSCAPE IN SILESIA,
with distant view of the Valley of the Riesen-ge-burge.
(SUNRISE)
Hans Hanson (A Prosperous Silesiau Farmer) Mr.'Tou Murriuws

in #41111 ((11.61.
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Gasman Gnn'runn. . . (His Wife) . . . . _ Mr. E. Curr-ix.
GBUM . . . .(A Warbling Waggoner) . MrHrmnr Narron.
'GLnsm . . . . . . (A'Ranger) . . . Mr. J. B. Jonuson.
Farm Labourers and Peasantry—Messrs. Niddel, Noddel, Diddel,
Doddel, Fiddel, Foddel, Widdel, Waddel, &c., 86c.
Camus-mm . . . (Princess of Silesia) . . . . Miss SEYMOUR.
“ The beautiful object before him was the daughter of the King of
Silesia,who then reigned in the neighbourhood of the Giant Mountains.”
Huntsman—Messrs. Blowhorn, Sutherlywind, Cloudskie, and Untin
morn.
h.I-fiow Number Nip plays another of hisltricks, and what came of the
t 1r . v
“He accordingly assumed the form of a Sturdy Ploughboy, and
hired himself to the first Farmer he met.”—Legend ofNumber Nip.
A German Peasant, I)
ers Lsrrnunsusnn
with Characteristic Miss LYDIA THOMPSON.
Song and Dance.
THE MYSTIC APPEARANCE AND DISAPPEARANCE OF
THE GNOME KING.

PALACE OF NUMBER NIP

IN THE CENTRE OF THE EARTH.
Centaur Cavalry—Messrs. Caper, Cnrvet,Caricole, Gallop, Trot, and
Amble. Jewelled Guards—Masters Ruby, Diamond, Sapphire, T0paz
Amethyst. Garnet, &c., &c.
Tau Gnome KING. . . . . . . . . . Master Pancr Rosanna.
BRISHILDA Attendant (£162: Prmcess of} Miss LYDIA THOMPSON.

“ Meanwhile the Beautiful Princess found herself with her spirit lover,
who had conducted her by a subterranean passage to a Magnificent
Number that
Palace, Nip. put her father’s homely residence Ito shame.”-—-Legendqf
How Number Nip passes a resolution about Reform, and how he
proceeds to carry it by an extraordinary show of hands.
ENTERE©R ©Il' A. IBI©FEREJA$EW§ ©©1PTA®E
Y IFIQA‘QT (CANDIDIQEEEGEHT.
“As soon as it was midnight there came in the Little Nixes, and
they sat themselves on the Shoemaker’s bench, took up all the work
that was cut out, and begun to ply with their little fingers, stitching,
and rapping,and
all wonder, andcoulviJ
tap ing
not away at such
take his eyes aofi‘
rate, that the
them. AndShoemaker was
on they went
till the job was quite done, and then they hustled away as quick as
lightning.”—Gammer Grctltel's German Fairy Stories.
sns'rro mnmou'r movnmeu'rs or run NXXEY runouc.
TI'lE TRYSTING PLACE OF THE WATER FAIRIES
“ Through sedge and moss, through trees and corn,
Up hill, down dale, so featly borne,
Away, away, to join the horn.”
How Number Nip sends forth his invitations, and where they went to.
THE GIANT MOUNTAIN
“ And the extraordinary adventure of the Princess became the tali
of the country round, and it has been handed down from generation to
generation.’ ’—The Legend. ' '

NWTEMS W WMQER M?
And the Wedding Dowry of the Earth’s Treasure!
Hannsqnms . . . . Messrs. J. Common and S. SAVILLE
Pmnpoous . . ,, Buses and J. Momus.
CLOWN! . . . . . H. Bommo and C. LAURI.
Conumnmss Mia’s Emu Bocnuo and MdllaA. MARION.
 NMIEER WHIP“!

SCENE I.

@Eir‘ Rhihhimitl.
(By Sunset.)

ROMANCE discovered pensiver reclining on a broken column

in a statuesque attitude, attended by her fazxmrite
Heroes and Heroines, Tun Bunnnme NUN, Run ROVER,
Anonzo THE BRAVE, Mrsrnnrous BANDIT, W001)
Demon, SIXTEEN-STRING JACK, Run Cnoss KNIGHT,
LADY AUDLEY, &c. JIIarlced Mela-dramatic Mask
and Business, at rising of curtain changing to

801.0 and Cnonus.

Air—Old French. “ Voulez nous danser ? ”

Truly, Romance is sad in her cell,

Once delighted, she recited
What in the way of travellers fell, .
In woods who got henighted.
Robbers, ghosts, and goblins grey,
Now are laughed and chafi'ed away;
And folks who quiz us sneer and say,
\Ve are out of date at the present day.
Oh ! peeps in passages, haunted rooms,
Glimmering rushlight, hand to crush light,
6 . NUMBER NIP.

Terrible traps for tt‘hvellers’ tombs,

Have jokes and jeers excited.
(Vesper bell heard.)

ROM. Hark! ’tis the vesper bell! Tones sad and solemn
' Proclaimed—Stop ! that won’t do for half a column——
The night was wild and stormy! Overhead
Dark, ragged clouds in swift succession sped,
When, ’midst the awful thunder’s deafening crush,
As vivid lightnings sent a fitful flash,
O’er ruins, where the forest pathway curved,
A lonely traveller might have been observed.
Ah, me! He’ll never be observed again!
Your modern traveller takes a railway train;
The only light his interest provoking
Appearing when—“ no gent objects to smoking.”
(ALONZO THE anvn 1(‘88128.)

My banished children—tho’ I can’t forget

Romance is exiled—that her sun hath set—
I love to think, when—like my gallant Rover—
You all were hotlg pressed and “ Real ” all over.
Here let all mourn Romance’s lost domain.

Air—“Kafoozleum,” increasing in tone as BURLnSQUE

rises in a Travestied Temple.

BURL. “ Slap ! ” also “Bang!” and likewise “ Here again!”

I always use slang phrases of the day;
Familiar I admit—but that’s my way.
I give myself—by way of notoriety—
The easy airs of Music Hall society.
“I’m Costermonger Joe,” the gallery’s frantic.
ROM. (with rcproving dignity) I am Romance !
_BURL. You are. And I’m—-Rum Antic.
Through me a manager his playhouse fills,
My name’s Burlesque. Upon the theatre bills
They’d rather keep a stock. A frugal——
 NUMBER NIP. 7

ROM. ' Stay I

’Twas you who helped to drive Romance away.
I’m sentimental.
BURL. I know! Different sort !
You’re sent to men tall—I’m sent to men short.
Through three long volumes you have got to go‘,
Now I’m all over in an hour or so.
Your shilling stuff—each railway stall encumbers,
And don’t they spin you out in penny numbers?
Once “ chap the first ” was interesting reckoned,
Now I’m the chap—not you—“ I’m chap the second.”
ROM. My ghosts with clanking chains, what have you done
with them ?
My midnight spectres?
BURL. ’Spect as I’vehad funwith them.
ROM. My fierce banditti, daggers, poisoned cup?
BURL. In jigs and breakdowns, long since used them up.
ROM. My feudal baron ?
BURL. Well, g'fyou’d al-low,
I would your feudal Bar-on-—bear of now.
I came to take him for a subject new,
And for this object sought this hint ofyou.
This hint quou—this interview—d’ye see ‘9
Folks all expect this sort of thing from me.
ROM. Oh! Doctor Johnson, what wouldst than have said?
Even thou hadst scarce found words to express thy dread.

(Red Cross Knight and Wood Demon exeunt fen

Dictionary.)

BURL. Ah! hand out Johnson, tho’ it seems con-tra-ry,

To call his heavy diction diction-airy ;
On syllables most changes I have rung,
So o-pun see. 4
(Large Book, labelkd “ Johnson’s Dictionary,” brought on.
(BURLESQUE opens book and Moran. TONGUE comesfrom it- )
BURL. Ah, me! What, Mother Tongue ?
(The Dictionary is removed.)
8 - NUMBER NIP.

MOTHER T. You have, Burlesque—~—

BURL. Go on, I know my fate!
MOTHER T. Used Mother Tongue most shamefully of late.
Romance complains, but worse your great Offence is,
Words you have tortured till they have lost their senses.
Groaning, each syllable has felt your force.
BURL. You mean the moan o’ syllable, of course.
MOTHER T. Often I’ve heard “ Oh! oh !”
BURL. Come, don’t get prosy,
A pair of hose in winter time sounds cosy.
MOTHER T. Burlesque, you have much to answer for. The
stage
Admires your ridicule, but not your rage.
If anything that’s good appears in town,
You pert young monkey, try to grin it down.
BURL. Well, I admit my faults ; I know that yearly
I have mocked at much men ought to value dearly,
Nay, I have seemed to parody sometimes
Life’s purest poetry in doggrel rhymes.
But this confessed, with promise to amend,
I think your reprimand may fairly end.
I’ve done the stage some service—and they know it—
No more of that—but if, as says the poet,
Unto my share some trivial errors fall,
Seeing what supports me, you’ll forgive them all.
(Revelation of the Pedestals.)

BURLEsQUE waves her cage and bells, and few ladies of the
ballet come from back of temple, each bearing a letter in
front of dress. The/"our thus-form L. E. G. E.

(The last letter then changes to “ 8.”)

BURL. Bridge of Burlesque, you see, though I’m a rover,

The ballet’s trade prevents me tumbling over.
On these supporters I’ve had many a run,
There, now be off like—well, we’ll say like Fun!
 NUMBER NIP. 9

Bullet ladies trig) round to familiar burlesque air, and are

eagerly jbllowed by the Heroes and Heroines of Romance,
p with grotesque action.
(The Burlesque Temple sinks.)

MOTHER T. Behold, Romance, how all your subjects go.

ROM. Ah ! in my younger time it wasn’t so.
But there’s a day will come.
MOTHER T. It has come. See!
Dickens and Scott and Shakspeare! Glorious three!
The Poor Man’s Library, with treasures filling,
Sixpence for Scott !—all Shakspeare for a shilling,
With, just as cheap, the poets who have sung
The splendid triumphs of their Mother Tongue !.
BURL. Well, come Romance, be friends. There, don’t be
vext.
This stale—
ROM. (in a reverie) “ To be continued in our next.”
BURL. I only meant this stale joke to be making— Q
You be forgiving—don’t you be for “ taking."
Think of the song, wherever you abide,
Look always—all ways—on the funny side.
MOTHER T. There’s truth in that which won’t hear con
tradiction, '
And Truth— _
BURL. Is stranger to—no, than, of course, than
Fiction.
For once let’s go in partnership.
ROM. Agreed!
BURL. Limited Liability.
MOTHER T. Take heed!
A man——
BURL. No, manager. He’s always known
By the company he keeps. That’s clearly shown.
Get a good company—Burlesque declares
You’ll find the public struggling to get “ chairs.”
Now for the latest news. -
10 NUMBER NIP.

MOTHIR T. Swift towards this place

There comes Ill News. -
BURL. He always flies apace.
(Hurry Music.)

Enter ILL Nlaws-with rapid action.

MOTHER T. He says that we this Christmas time shall find
That every one’s in everything behind.
BURL. If it’s all right behind, we’re safe, I’m sure,
Where I am I see thousands right before.
But here comes Good News, creeping slowly after,
Cheering the heart and changing tears for laughter.
(Music.)
GOOD NEWS hobbies on.

MOTHER T. He comes to tell us Christmas time is here ;

That stern schoolmasters are no more severe;
Of holidays, in mirth to be enjoyed;
Of boys on puddings actively employed.
‘Let the Four Quarters 0f the World be seen,
That I may know where both of you have been.
(Music)
Enter EUROPE, ASIA, AFRICA, AMERICA.
MOTHER T. Why, Europe, how you are altered!
EUROPE. Yes, things lately
Have changed my old appearance very greatly;
I have had what’s called a needle-gun attack;
Shooting pains all through Austria, front and back.
I’m glad to say, though, after suffering bitterly,
I’m stronger now than ever in my Italy.
MOTHER T. Concerning Asia?
BURL. Eh, sure ?
ROM. Quiet, pray.
ASIA. Oh, I’m just going on the same old way.
India improves—no doubt you are well aware of it,
A great possession ! England should take care of it.
AIRICA. I’m not. Soon men like Burton, Barth and Baker,
Won’t leave me one uncultivated acre.
 NUMBER NIP. 11

AMER. I’m all “U. K.” I guess you’re pretty bright,

That’s what the Atlantic Cable calls “ all right.”
BURL. A woman’s tongue a pretty long one made is,
But here five thousand miles I find one laid is.
MOTHER T. Well, this is pleasant all the world to see.
YOUNG AUSTRALIA rises.
YOUNG A. Stop ! all the world! you’ve quite forgotten me.
I’m only in my infancy I know.
But Young Australia will a giant grow.
I speak your language. Englishman by birth.
MOTHER T. Thus Mother Tongue goes travelling o’er the
earth.
YOUNG A. ’Twas you instructed.
MOTHER T. Nursed you, soon as born.
YOUNG A. I can repay you now with gold and corn.
MOTHER T. To make instruction pleasing to the ear,
'No tongue is like the mother one, my dear!
ROM. For smart burlesques and popular penny serials,
We are here supplied with plenty of materials.
Let’s go to work.
MOTHER T. Let’s have a break _down first,
' And then break up. ‘
MOTHER T. Let’s see whose break (lown’s worst.

Solo—Momma TONGUE, and Chorus.

AIR—“Hunkey Dal-um.”
A lively tune is not amiss.
» Hunkey Dorum, we am de boys !
Did ever you hear such nonsense as this?
Hunkey Dorum, we am de boys !
The air is good, but the words I’ve read,
Hunkey Dorum, we am de boys!
Mean very little it must be said.
Hunkey Dorum, doodle-dum-doo
Chorus.
Burlesque has quizzed all over her head,
Romance is nearly killed and dead ;
But a nigger tune and a good break down-—
These are the things to amuse the town.
v12
/
NUMBER NIP.
BURLESQUE and MOTHER Toneun’s rival Breakdown; at
end of which all the characters dance ofi'; ILL NEws and
GOOD NEWS going round each Quarter of the World.
Ereunt omnes.
(and Scene charges to

SCENE II.

The Willow Island of the Drachenfels.

(Bg Moonlight.)
Assemblage of the Water Fairies, and appearance of NYM
PHALIN, the Elfin Queen, with PIPALEE, her Chief Atten
dent.

NYMPH. Here let us rest awhile. This charming spot

Exactly suits the business we have got.
Each fay has well responded to my call.
PIPA. A fay in one thing, being aufait in all,
Should always do whatever' is required.
NYMPH. Then Pipalee be silent.
PIPA. As desired !
NYMPH. I’m going to open Parliament.
PIPA. Eureka !
NYMPH. You all are members.
PIPA. Yes, and I’m the speaker l
NYMPH. I wan’t to I make a con—
PIPA. Well! . Why are we
Like merry mountaineers ? Because you see
The way we travel——
NYMPH. Pipalee, don’t be silly—
PIPA. The way we travel is a little lily-—
A little hilly. Now then, sister, thine.
NYMPH. A new confederation of the Rhine.
But not to talk of wars with foreign, Powers,
How their dominions we might add to'ours.
 NUMBER NIP. 13

Those grim old castles frowning on these banks,

Have seen enough of all such foolish pranks.
But ’twas to speak of love, andl'love—don’t wink so—
By moonlight sounds delightful. Don’t you think so ‘9
(General expression of assent.)
These moonbeams make our isle as bright as day.
Puss. Our isle’s as bright as gas, with less to pay !
NYMPII. You know the legend—
PIPA. Foolish sister mine,
Who hasn’t heard all legends of the Rhine P
NYMPH. Ah, but this legend ne’er appeared in print !
PIPA. Not in the papers! Then no truth is in’t.
Nrnrn. Well, thus the story runs. Long, long ago—
PIPA. All story-tellers make commencement so.
I wouldn’t say—chronology forbid—
What long since happened doubtless never did.
NYMPH. Well, long ago then, be it understood—
PIPA. There lived a king—
NYMPH. A gnome-king.
PIPA. Very good
NYMPH. King of the Giant Mountain; Nip by name,
Or Number Nip—
PIPA. Of course, it’s all the same.
Nrurn. Who had the power, whene’er his fancy seized
him,
To change his form as often as it pleased him !
But if he dared a mortal to adore,
The Fates decreed the elf should change no more.
PIPA. So if our art contrived that Nip should fall
In love, the gnome-king couldn't change at all !
NYMPH. Exactly ! In one figure could we show him,
All folks who saw him would be sure to know him.
PIPA. This elf adopts disguises so effective,
Each would defy the sharpest-eyed detective,
And he’s so mischievous.
FIRST FAIRY. Ah! that’s the worst of him——
The German peasantry declare they’re curst with him.
PIPA. What he can’t steal he spoils.
14 NUMBER NIP.

OMNES. That’s very true !

NYMPH. Farmers complain !
PIPA. " They generally do.
NYMPII. He spoils their harvests, worries out their lives-—
PIPA. With smoky chimneys and with scolding wives.
NYMPH. Stupid one moment—he’s the next one shrewd !
PIPA. To-day he’ll be polite—to-morrow rude.
NYMPE. Sometimes good-natured—that must be allowed.
PIPA. Then most tormenting, Whimsical, and proud !
In short his characters—I can’t speak plainer—
He changes like a popular entertainer.
NYMPH. Well, then, if Number Nip were thus kept under,
Wouldn’t it be a triumph ? '
(Masha)

NUMBER NIP suddenly appears in the midst qf them. He

wears a handsome travelling dress as King qf' the Gnomes.

NIP. Shouldn’t wonder I

NYMPH. Another form ! ‘ .'
NIP. - Well, yes, before to-day
I have made a little go a good long way ;
Being rather deep in mining speculations,
I didn’t catch your previous observations.
A little gossip of the scandalous kind?
NYMPH. Exactly so!
PII’A. Mere fun.
NYMPH (aside to Pipalee). All’s safe I find.
NIP. As Count Von Fayzenheim I appear. to-night,L
I knew the moon was full and shining bright; w
So couldn’t rest below but came above,
A dance by moonlight is a thing I love.
PIPA. Dance 1 You love dancing ? -
NIP. Number Nip’s before you, '
When he does dance—he means it, I assure you.
PIPA- Then you should seek Silesia’s fair princess,
She is a partner.
NIP. No!
PIPA. But I say “Yes.”
 NUMBER NIP. 15

Helen of Troy’s outdone, and also Dido ;

She has a figure-—
NIP. Makes it up—like I do.
PIPA. All natural. You’d be charmed with every feature
NIP. What mortals call a “ fascinating creature 'Z”
PIPA. Decidedly !
NIP. I’ll see her. Though it odd is
You fays have all such unsubstantial bodies !
One can’t enjoy a waltz—one’s arm goes through you,
You don’t withstand the slightest pressure. .Do you !
PIPA. We dance at night, of course, most circumspectly.
NIP. I take the hint. Invisible directly !

(NUMBER NIP disappears.)

NYMPH. Of Number Nip, what elfin will take care P

PIPA. Be mine the task—I’ll lure him to the snare!
Though I, like him, can’t make my figure less,
And don’t much want to—I can change my dress.
In some disguise my part I’ll play. A peasant.
He’ll never know me; Good-bye, for the present.

_ , (Exit PIPALEE.)
NYMPH. Our plan being likely to succeed, we take
The usual steps this meeting up to break.

GRAND BALLET.

SCENE III.
The Thicket of Weeds.
(By Glow-worm Light.)
. (Fairy music.)
Enter NYMPHALIN, with her Elfin Train.
NYMPH. N0 better thicket ever fairies hid,
’Twas well that we retreated as we did:
16 NUMBER NIP.

Some mortals cross our pathway! I can hear

Their heavy footsteps slowly drawing near.
Away, before the dawn begins to blush,
Into the rushes vanish with a rush.
(They all' disappear.)

Enter Parson Rumor, with his umbrella; Hana KBACK

WHIPZ, his stout Equerry ; COUNT Hossonnssnurz ; and
the Prince’s retinue bearing luggage, and two attendant;
carrying a box labelled—“ Presentsfbr the Bride.”
RATIB. Each quagmire that we meet the rest surpasses;
,More donkey I for meeting with morasses.
Our horses have stuck fast, so has our carriage,
A broken bridle stops a royal marriage.
KBAOK. Nor whip nor spur will move our horses, sire;
Deep in the mud they wonder and admire. '
My weight they couldn’t feel more than a feather,
But “two-and-twenty stun ” I’m altogether.
Their patience is remarkable to see.
Runs. Talk’st thou of patience to a wretch like me P
Havn’t I come three hundred leagues to woo
The Princess of Silesia ? Havn’t I, too,
Just got three hundred leagues besides to go
Before the princess I can wed ?
Gounr. Just so.
Rum. Havn’t I brought my splendid retinue?
Havn’t I brought her presents?
Comer. Very true.
Rum. Havn’t I packed my luggage most compactly ?
Havn’t I had my portrait done P
Coun'r. Exactly !
RATIB. And having made arrangements most important
Ought I to have them altered ? \
KBACK. No, you oughtn’t.
Rum. Marry! ’tis well then: Who the truth denies ?
‘My Count Hosschessnutz, what do you advise ?
COUNT. Sire, since I left your Majesty’s dominion,
I have been entirely of your own opinion.
RATIB. This general agreement is delightful,
 NUMBER NIP. 11

Although our royal predicament is frightful.

Where are we now ?
COUNT. (Produces map). This map, sire, shows us clenriy,
Nine hundred miles we’ve travelled very nearly,
So just as many more we’ve got to go.
Rum. Precisely what I said myself.
Couxr. . ‘ Just so.
For worlds I wouldn’t differ with your highness,
Whatever your opinion, sire, that mine is.
Rule. We are in a fix. Who here can help us out of it.
Ha! some one oomes! > '
Couxr. There can’t be, sire, a doubt of it.
Enter NUMBER NIP.
XIn (aside) I quite forgot to get the right address
Of her they called Silesia’s fair princess.
Where have those elfins got to P
lune. Pardon, pray,
You are welcome, little stranger.
NIP. Lost your way ?
RITIB. “Tell, something like it, if on swampy ground
That can be lost which never yet was found.
May I inquire the nearest place where we
Can get a change of horses ?
N1P. Let me see.
That quite depends on where you want to go
And whence you came.
COUNT. Of course, precisely so.
NIP. Your name?
Karin. Before you stands Prince Ratibon,
Here is his equerry.
liiucx. Two-and-twenty stun.
Runs. Here is the Count Hosschessnutz, who most wisely
I have lately made prime minister. ‘
,Corn'. - . Precisely.
1:11:13. Here are his servants, and I don’t know whether
I mayn’t observe we are all here—altogether.
Now, having answered your polite inquiry;
Pray who are you? You are small.
 18 NUMBER NIP.

N112. Yes, small but wiry.

I’ve just strolled-out to stretch my legs.
' Knack. Ha! ha!
You don’tIseemed to have stretched them very far.
RATIB. Herr Krackwhipz, wait!
KRACK. Just two-and-twenty stun.
Burs. I mean, Herr Krackwhipz, wait till we have done.
A traveller?
NIP. Yes—~I’ve seen a deal of earth.
In fact:I’ve seen it ever since my birth,
Though when that curious circumstance occurred
I’ve notgthe slightest notion—Jpon my word.
I’m travelling now, and not to make a rumpus,
I’ve packed myself up in the smallest compass.
RATIB. If the same road we both are going, let one
Ofi'er his carriage soon as he shall get one.
IIine in yon quagmire long is like to tarry.
A German prince you see about to marry
A beauteous princess.
NIP. Just like all the rest of them,
You German princes somehow get the best of them.
RATIB. The Princess of Silesia—she is one ’
Who, by the way, is——
KRACK. Two-and-twen—
RATIB. Krack !
KRACK. Stun!
RATIB. Just two-and-twenty years of age, whilst I—
NIP. What name was that beginning with a Si—?
RATIB. Silesia, where the Giant Mountain stands.
NIP. (aside) My own dominions——on my very lands.
RATIB. I don’t like mountains, I prefer a. flat.
COUNT. And so do I. I quite agree in that.
NIP. (aside) This comes of subterranean work pursuing,
And never popping up to know what’s doing.
Five hundred years ago a Roman station
The place had quite a different appellation.
A hated rival ! Here. will be good fun!
Runs. Quick, march!
KRACK. Quick, march ! I’m two-and-twenty stun.
 NUMBER NIP. 19

Rum. Our little guide, who knows what friends expect us

As we pack up, will safely now direct us.
NIP. Vainly till you’re all hoarse will horse be bawled for,
I’ll safe direct you, “ to be left till called for.”
Down to each move, and up to every game,
I’m Rumpelstiltskin—that’s my real name.
You’ll lose a bride as soon as you have missed me.
Unerring laws of gravity assist me!
NUMBER NIP waves his hand.
The Prince and his reti/nue become tra/nqfixed.
NI]? disappears.
Sony—PRINCE Rumor.
AIR—“ A Roundelag.”
1.
If this I tell, so like a sell, it somehow seems to be,
I never again could ever explain why I happened here to be.
With those who told such tales of old, I never could agree,
Though they talked for days and nights always about
diabeirie -;
And now, what’s more, I’m not quite sure the gentleman
who came
Upon us so, then popped below, has left his proper name.
Singing—Away, away—a roundabout way
It’s clear enough we came,
As that befel, its just as well
We don’t go back again.
2.
When the road is long, and you take the wrong, it clearly
_ seems to me
It’s not the track to soon get back to your wives and
familee ,
The way to know the road to go, put heads together three,
And charter a chaise, with swift relays, from every hostelrie.
For now in short it’s time I ought my lady’s hand to claim,
And ask if she will wed with me, and change her maiden
name.
Singing—Rub-a-dub-dub,
Three men in a tub,
Historians proclaim.
And it will be
Good luck if we *
Don’t find ourselves the same. '
(Dance, a/na7 exit R.)
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SCENE IV.
A Farm in the Valley of the Giant Mountain.
(Sunrise)
O.P. rlfountain-range, with spring and water-brasin. P.5'.
Farm ILmse door practicable. Bustling pantomime music
at opening ofscene. Farm servants busilg engaged at their
various oceigiations. Enter from farm HERB. HANSEL,
the farmer.
' HANS. You like to see my face amongst you. Don’t you P
You’ll get on all the better for it. Won’t you ?
That’s right. If we want fellows to work faster,
Amongst the men there ought to be a master!
(.lIau with pitehfork standing idle, HANS lakes pitcbfiirk
and shows himenotber wag of using it.)
Hans. There‘s lots to do! Some go and shear the sheep,
Others away—yon field of rye to reap.
Some to the barn, and if you—stupid lout—
Don’t hoe the turnips, won’t I pay you out ?
(Labourers, &c., disperse, and go of.)
Huts. I want another band! A likely lad!
How many a hand here in my time I've had!
It glads my heart to find I’m not forgotten.
A bowl of porridge, and a smoking hot un!
(Enter Gammer Grethelfrom Farm House, with large bowl of
smoking porridge.)
GAMMER. Here, husband! drat all servant girls, I say;
The missus gets the work—the girls the pay.
I just told Agnes she was late this morning,
When out she bounced, and left me without warning.
I had to light the fire and boil the kettle.
Hans. Ah! bless then wife, none equal, Gammer Grethel!
No hand so light in making paste appears,
N0 hand so heavy falls on servants’ ears.
In this hot porridge when the poon did stand in it,
I said, says I, my wife has got a hand in it.
 NUPIBER NIP. ' Zl

(As HANS is holding in his left hand the bowl, the truth of ihe
remark is inconveniently felt.)
Hines. Look yonder, dame! We’ve room for a recruit ;
If she wants service, that’s the lass to suit. (M'usia)
Enter PIPALEE as German peasant girl.
GAMMER. A strong, hard-working girl, I fancy this is.
HANS. Isn’t she pretty?
GAMMER. Pretty! Where’s the missis?
PAPA. In this disguise, e’en Number Nip won’t know me.
(Aside)
Please, Gammer Grethel, will you kindly show me?
(Hans page her great attention.)
GAMMER. This is \the place, young woman. Hans, be still!
PIPA. Then that’s the place, ma’am, I be come to fill.
Hearing you had no servant, I made bold
To offer.
GAMMEB. What do you do?
PIPA. Whate’er I’m told.
GAMMER. _ You cook ?
I PIPA. You try me.
German. Tidy ?
PIPA. As can be.
GAMMEB. N0 followers ?
Elm. None.
karnn. And active?
PIPA. You shall see
(In illustrationllrnnnnpantomimieal@ expresses her acquain
tance with map, broom, and household work generally, and
goes through clog damee.)
HANS. A perfect prize !_ Does wonders for her age!
A girl more clever you could not engage.
GAMMER. I’ll show you what to do. There, step within.
Hans, you remain, or dread my rolling-pin. -
PIPA. I thank you kindly, ma’am. (Aside) Across the
road—
The Giant Mountain—Number Nip’s abode.
Now, Mr. Gnome, a watchful fairy eyes you.
22 NUMBER NIP.

GAMMER GRETHEL forces PIPALEE into house, to great regret

of Hans.

Huts. Hans, don’t forget you are married, I advise you.

Q
What a nice——-never mind. Now for the rye.
I’ll cut, and come again here by-and-bye.
Haste must be made; we’re going to have a storm.
' (Stage grows dark.)
The time, they say, the Gnome King-shows his form.
I’ll run, lest here his Goblin Highness find me.
Hallo !——please don’t l—stop !--oh l—What’s that be
hind ine ?

Hans is seized by wild boar with large tasks, with which he

runs qfi; terrified, being attacked in the rear. lhnnder.
The horn of the chase heard. Characteristic hunting music.
Then enter the anonss or SILESIA, attended by sir
retainers, as hnntsmen.

CHIEF Huntsman. Doubt not, your Highness, we shall this

way meet _
The missing train which forms your royal suite.
PRINCESS. Here let us rest. This mountain spring runs
clear,
To whom belongs it?
NIP. (Appearing in mountain.) Number Nip, my dear!
Thunder—lightning. Huntsmen rush offrightened
at the Gnome’s figure. anonss or SILEEIA
remains insensible at foot ofmoantain. '

NIP. Ha! ha ! they seem to think my figure frightful;

I’m not the young man la dies call delightful.
A pastoral figure here she couldn’t spurn,
So Number Nip to simple ploughboy turn.

NUMBER NIP changes hisfirm to that indicated.

He advances tofront. Stage light, and storm over.

NIP. I’ll serenade her, and my love declare—

Impromptu wordswa sentimental air.
 NUMBER NIP. 23

Song—NUMBER NIP.
AIR—“ Rifnm Tifum.”
_ _ 1.
I’m Number Nip, well known, ma’am,
As any one in town, ma’am, ‘
A German elf, I call myself,
A German of renown, ma’am.
Indeed I am, ’pon my word, I am!
And I’d secure all truly rural
Pleasures for your crown, ma’am.

2.
a If you could love a. Gnome, ma’am,
I’ll take you to my home, ma’am;
There’s lots of mirth above the earth,
But more from where I come, ma’am.
Indeed there'is, ’pon my word, there is!
For life ’um, wife ’um you shall be
The queen of every Gnome, ma’am.
NIP. What, not a word 9 Insensible art still ?
Then, drops of water, do thy master’s will.
(Sprinkles water on face of Princess, who revives.)
She wakes, she moves, and I am blessed once more.
PRINCESS. Where am I P
NIP. Only where you were before.
PRINCESS. A ploughboy! Here I dreamed I saw some
king,
He was so ugly—such a frightful thing! .
He terrified me greatly. Awful. Booh!
Look for my servants !
NIP. They look off all, too.
Be not alarmed, princess. Not far away
You have a lover holding sovereign sway:
Once his, all treasures of the earth are yours,
You reign a quee'n, when he a bride secures.
PRINCESS. You, for a ploughboy, well your thoughts
express,
Your style of speech scarce suits your style of dress.
N11’. No more it does. 1 Another change I’ll show,
The only country dialect I know.
(In provincial dialect.) (Aside)
24 NUMBER x111.

Eez, I be pretty well brought up. Each marnin‘

I went to school I picked up heaps of larnin’ ;
Writing and reading, geography and sums, '
And how to bow when Mr. Parson comes.
& Enter HANS from thefield.
HANS. Then that’s the lad I want. Your servant, ma'am.
Wilt please you step inside, and see the farm?
Parnonss. Thank you. If my attendants should appear,
Tell them Silesia’s princess waits them here.
(Exit PRINCESS im'o Farm House.)
HANS. Princess ! 0h! here’s an honour. Luck to-day l
The corn comes down as heavy as the hay.
Well, lad, what say you?
NIP. Eez, zur, I’ll make one with you, (Aside)
And have some fun besides, too, ere I’ve done with you.
Duet—Hans and NIP.
AIR—From “ Midas”
1.
HANS. If you mean to serve as ploughboy,
You’ll find me no melancholy dog.
I’m not one who makes a row, boy—
NIP. You be one I likes——
Hans. Then now, boy,
Shear the sheep, and quickly jog.
Tiddy fol-de-ral, &c.

N11’. Here’s my hand, and thus I squeeze you.

HANS. Don’t do that again I pray.
NIP. I will play such pranks to teaze you.
HANS. What’s your little game ? ,
NIP. An’t please you,
Eez, I wool, I meant to say.
Tiddy fol-de-ral, &c. -
' (Exit NI]? as to work.)
HAKS. Why, bless the lad, at what a pace he goes!
He clears the hedges~six successive rows-—
Across the bean-field—ploughed against next oat time-—
He’s on the hill, and three miles off in no time.
He shears the sheep, and doesn’t stop to parley—
But l—~dash it !—n0\v he’s all amongst the barley.
Merry music, The whole of the male firm labourers rush on
terrified.
 r
NUMBER NIP. . 25

181‘ LABOUBER. Oh! master! master! there’s the deuce to

Pay,
Each stack we build gets up and walks away—
Whistle a tune each horse keeps dancing to it,
Corn fields are reaped, and no hand seen to do it.
GAMMEB. Gnnrnnn rushes from house, withfemale servants.
GAM. The milk’s all turned and every egg is addled,
The kettle up the chimney has skedaddled;
Both pigs and poultry somebody’s bewitchin’,
And plates and dishes jump about the kitchen.
It’s that new servant. Come, miss, forth you trundle,
I’ll have no witchcraft—take your traps and-bundle.
(Theyforce PIPALEEfi‘om house.)
PIPA. So, Number Nip some mischief is pursuing (Aside).
Please, mum, it wasn’t me—it warn’t my doing.
(PRINCESS coinesfrom house.)
ancnss. Nay, grieve not, damsel—’tis no fault of thine ;
Quitting their service, you shall enter mine.
Hans. Then who’s fault is it, I’m to ruin going ?
I’ve nought but turnips out of all my sowing.
anonss. Oh! where are my attendants?
Enter NUMBER NIP.
NIP. Here, you see,
One far more faithful. You must come with me.
And to replace those missing in your train,
Take—take these turnips—
HANS. There he goes again !
NIP waves his hand. The turnips are animated, and after
quick movement, go of to mountain.
NIP. Learn, all are mine I sprinkle from the fountain ;
I’m NUMBER. NIP, the Monarch of the Mountain.
‘ NUMBER NIP forces the PRINCESS away. She solicits the
companionship of PIPALEE. Agreed to, and the three disap
pear through the mountain, which encloses them. Rapid
descriptive music. PRINCE RATIBON, his Equerry, and
the Corner Hossonnssnu'rz rush in amongst the amazed
peasantry.
Rum. Where is my bride ? Above all, no delay.
' 26 _ NUMBER NIP.

HANS. Above all! Far below all, I should say.

Ask Number Nip.
GAMMER- Gnurnnn. Ah! preciously he’s tricked him.
Hans. Spoiled all my crops! Of me he’s made a victim.
RATIB. Cenfound your crops! He’s carried oh" my bride.
With spade and pickaxe pierce the mountain side.
At once to work, though deep this Gnome my be,
Mortals, he’ll find, are quite as deep as he.
Where there’s a will a way must be, you know.
EQUERRY. A way! I’m two and twen—
(Falling into COUN'r’s a/rms.)
COUNT. (Dropping him.) Precisely so!
Labourers, under direction QfRATIBON, attack the base ofthe
mountain with spade and pickare. Hans puts large
placard on farm-door—“ GONE AWAY, nor KNOWN
wanna ;” and, with GAMMER Gnnrnnn, a last look is
taken as they are going ofl whilst scene closes in on the
activity of the rest.

SOENE V.
Number Nip’s Palace in the centre of the Earth.
(Grand lllarch.)
Enter the Centaur Cavalry, who go through their evolutions,
and take up position at hash. '
Enter the Jewel Guards, who fall into their places.
Enter NIP magnificently dressed as Gnome King, leading in
Pamenssand PIPALEE, as BRINHILDA, her attendant.
NIP. These are the Centaurs—known in classic fables.
In the earth’s centre they have appropriate stables. '
My guard of honour—formed of gems—who wait
On grand occasions when I sit in state.
My throne is gold—bright gold—the sort of thing
You foolish mortals bow to as your king.
I often laugh to think how gold’s obeyed—
Bless you, it’s here where most of it is made.
Here may you reign and every wish be granted.
PRINC. But more for perfect happiness is wanted.
 NUMBER NIP. 27
PIPA. (aside) She mustn’t slight him.
NIP. You are the bride I choose.
PIPA. (to Princess) Consider what an offer you refuse.
He’s such an ardent lover.
NIP. Little chatterer !
PIPA. Such an accomplished husband.
N11?. Pretty fiatterer !
PIPA. Who rules a kingdom here upon your smiles,
NIP. Extending underground four thousand miles.
' (NIP retire: up stage.)
PIPA. So good a chance, in confidence I say,
No wise young lady ought to throw away.
.anc. But I’m aflianced to a German prince.
PIPA. You love him not?
PBINC. Well,_not exactly, since
I never saw him. It’s a. state afl'air.
PIPA. A pretty'state to be in7 I declare.
PRINC. It’s for Silesia they this bargain strike,
PIPA. Then let Silesia marry him if she like.
PRINC. Your arguments are strong, but isn’t it queer
To wed a Gnome ?
PIPA. Well, no, man, no, not here.
I’ve often heard young women say at home:
They took a husband just to get a Gnome.
NIP. (advances) What says the Princess P
‘ PIPA.The means ailopted
\ toWell, she your
declare don’tlove.
approve— I

Don’t mind your impudence, although immense it is,

But you must give up mischievous propensities.
You change a, field of turnips.
NIP. ' So I do.
PIPA. Make 'them attendants on her ;
NIP. ' Very true.
PIPA. What are they now? Behold !
(Wthered turnips appear at side.)
NIP. Poor vegetation !
That’s nature’s law—can’t stop its operation.
I knew that fresh they couldn’t long remain,
\Vlien old, the earth must have them hack again.
(Eaeunt turnips.)
28 sources NIP.

PIPA. Well, by these thoughtless pranks you’ve done much

' harm,
The poor man’s ruined, you have destroyed his farm.
What’s fun to you has often serious ends,
So win your bride, by making them amends.
NIP. Well, now I come to turn this matter o’er,
' I never viewed it in that light before.
How should I like tricks played with me ?
PIPA. You’d squall.
NIP. How should I like my things spoiled P
PIPA. Not at all.
NIP. How should I like to———
PIPA. There ! that’s all desired from you.
You are like to go on more than Irequired from you.
I only wanted just to touch your heart.
NIP. You have, and given it a tremendous start.
Quick, guards and Centaurs—go to every elf,
Say you’ve a message sent you from myself;
Say I’ve brought ruin on a worthy man,
And tell them to assit him all they can.
Whatever trade this worthy man pursues,
In making clothes, or mending boots and shoes,
They are to help him.
PIPA. Then your prize is won.
Pnnvo. Yes, claim the princess soon as that is done.
Bustling music.)
NUMBER NIP despatches the Centaure, who gallop ofii
He then hurries the Guards in dg'fi'erent directions, and,
consigning the Parncnss to Barnnrnna, hastens Q5?)

SCENE VI.
Interior of Shoemaker’s Cottage.
(Bg fiat-candle light.)
Hans and Gasman GRETHEL discovered at table with twoflat
candlesticks, one mending shoes, the other sewing a coat.
HANS. Here, we have returned to our old quarters, dame;
I do the cohbling, you the tailoring game.
 NUMBER. NIP. 2’

There’s lotspf stufi’, and lots of work to do,

But then two pair of hands can’t get it through.
Gunman. It’s very hard to bear. Things can’t be harder.
Nought in our pockets—nothing in our larder.
HANS. Ah! since we lost our farm, things don’t go right.
Well, shut the house. up, see all safe. Good night.
Pantomime business. Hans and his wife clear the tables and
' secure doors and windows, and go of into adjoining room.
(Stage dark.)
Progressive appearance of Elves through lceghole ; their Elfin
movements, and manufacture of the materials they find.
Hans appears, and is at first terrified by the little cohblers
and tailors, and then delighted at their work.
Hans. Here, dame! on this what happiness to drop ;
Look, here’s enough to stock the largest sh0p,
And money, too, left by that little snip.
_ (Shows purse.)
What’s this ? “ With compliments of Number Nip."
(Great demonstration of delight, on which scene closes.

SCENE VII.
The Trysting Place of the Water Fairies.
Enter N YMPHALIN and her Train.
NYLIPH. Where’s Pipalee? For this delay we scold her.
(Enter PIPALEE as a Fairg.)
PIPA. Her task accomplished, Nymphalin, behold her
None e’er contrived a better plan than we did.
The mission that I went on has succeeded.
O’er Number Nip we fairies are victorious.
The Gnome King is in love.
Umms. In love? That’s glorious l
PIPA. Nay, going to wed.
NYMPH. Be married! Better still.
If that don’t make him serious, nothing will.
Pm. Changeable Nip will soon be fixed, don’t doubt it.
30 NUMBER NIP.

NYMPH- Go on, good Pipalee. Tell us all~about it.

PIPA. Well, briefly then. I used my power to guide,
Silesia’s Princess to the mountain side.
There Number Nip beheld her. It appears,
Fell deep in love—nay cver head and ears,
Carried her off triumphant from the fountain,
And brought her to his palace in the mountain.
NYMPH. And does the Princess love the Elfin King P
PIPA. There I again my influence had to bring.
As her attendant, from suspicion shielded,
I breathed words so persuasive, that she yielded.
But that’s not all. I’ve worked his reformation.
Reform had ne’er a greater demonstration.
He’s going to give up mischief, and beside all
Invites the Water Fairies to his Bridal.
NYMPH. Excellent Pipalee, you have done well indeed,
From fears of ~Nip the farmers will be freed ;
Let every rill pour forth its sparkling tide
Of water fairies down the mountain side.
Each form the brightest fancy can create,
This royal union we’ll attend in state.
.Dzwt—NYMPHALIN and PIPALEE.
AIR—“ Qfi’enbaclz’s Tyrolean.”
Come, elves of hills and valleys green,
Winging your way by the (world unseen.
The Zephyr’s ringing the fioweret’s bell,
To hasten us to the fairy dell.
Which echo far and near repeats.
Hark! the little bells how merrily they ring,
. Pealing forth their praise to the sunbeams of spring.
While the bells are ringing,
Gaily birds are singing,
The Gnome Queen is crowned,
A bride Nip has found.
. (Exeunt.)

SCENE VIII.
The Giant Mountain.
Enter HANS, GAMMER, and Peasantry, with garlands.
HANS. The Giant Mountain! Here’s the very spot.
 NUMBER NIP. 31

Now all thank Number Nip for what they have got.
Strange music has been heard, which lively din
Shows something odd is taking place within.
GAMMER. I heard a voice whilst near you brook we tarried
Say Number Nip was going to be married—
The Princess he eloped with, I dare say.
HANS. Then that’s why that large order came to-day,
To clothe good little boys—what glorious news—
In nice new coats, and comfortable shoes.

Enter RATIBON, COUNT, and KRACKWHIPZ.

RATIB. Who talks of being comfortable ? Pooh! ,
There’s no such thing as comfort, when there’s—
KRACK. Two.
Rum. There’s-—
KRACK. And—
Burn. There’s—
, KRACK. Twenty—
RATIB. None to marry—
' Kmox. Stun! -
RATIB. Ah ! what a precious lot !
KRACK. To carry.
RATIB. In vain we dug, and dug, to get below.
Each hole we made filled up.
COUNT. Filled up l Just so.
RATIB. Oh! if I could but catch this Number Nip.
HANS. Catch him! He’s always giving one the slip.
.G'AMMER. You don’t know where to have him, he’s so tricky.
HANS. But he’s‘so good! The little wixy-nixy.
GAMMEB. These simple garlands village peasants bring, ‘
As grateful tributes to the Mountain King.
‘ (Figures seen moving on mounta/in.)
Their pilgrimage already you may see. i '
HANs. Come, Grammer Grethel, up along with me.
RATIIB. Well, still I say, let Number Nip apPear!
NUMBER NIP and PRINCESS appear;
NIP. He does. Your lordship is too late, I fear.
You are all in time to see this ceremonial,
The Gnome Kings nuptials in his hall baronial.
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SCENE IX.

lillfl’htfi @F MBWER N9,

mama asaar as Mill‘s-’55
asaassaas.
(All the Fairies discovered.)
NYMPE. Being married, Number Nip can change no more.
His fate is fixed, this ceremonial o’er.
Linked with the chosen mortal whom he saw,
Heiiceforth he must obey that mortal’s law.
The power to change is now within this bat.
NIP. Well, give me, please, one little touch with that.
It is so hard to change one’s bachelor ways,
To lose the freedom of our single days;
Remember, we all tire of things the same.
vNimrn. Excepting one—a good old Christmas game!
You, Number Nip, shall Harlequin be made,
The Princess Columbine ; and fun to aid,
Crammer and Hans be Pantaloon and Clown.
So merry pass your honeymoon in town.
Rum. What’s to become of me ?
COUNT. And me ?
Knox. And me P
Nrurn. Ditto repeated all of you shall be.
(Double change.)
Follow the others; keep your proper ranks;
And fortune’s buffets take with equal thanks.
One Nip-pip-pip to cheer our annual jest,
And Number Nip be numbered ’mongst the best.
(Harlequinade commences.)
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SCENE I.-—Gomic. H. BOLENO. (Registered).

OLD STREET (BY DAY AND NIGHT).
Clown, Mr. H. BOLENO; Pantaloon, Mr. BARNES ; Harlequin, Mr
J. COR-MACK ; Columbine, Miss EMMA BoLENO.

s'i-‘he Merrie Days of Old—Ancient cries and ancient calliugs—A

Muffin and a Muff out—Christmas waiter—A Musical Matinéc and
Ancient Concert—Thorough Bass Hotel!!! i—Clown produces the
ugliest Note on record—Music hath charms to soothe the savage
breast, but the inhabitants don’t exactly see it in that light—the Light
of other Days—Harlequin goes in for the present; Clown for the Future,
Past, and Present. '

SCENE II.——Gomic. H. BOLENO. (Registered).

NEW STREET (BY DAY AND NIGHT.)
In this Scene a Grand Character Pas de Deux, by Mr. Common and
Miss EMMA BOLENO.

Vagaries Of Ficqu Fashion—Tho original stripes which make a

Perfect Cure—Chignons useful, if not ornamental—Cricket, Boleno
gets a. round 0, and carries out his bat—Fashions for 1867—Derby
Day—The departure, the start, the return— Clown brings back the
winner—Champagne and the effects—The wags of the road—Pantaloon
having met the Miller—The removal of the Grand Statue from
Leicester Square—Great grief of the inhabitants and delight of the
Board of Works—Something like a Tiger (not a Bengal)-—Going
home with tho MilkH—To bed, but not to sleep—Clown with the blues
—“ We won’t go home till morning.”

CLOWN’S CHAMBERS (Registered).

Boleno with novel efi'ects—Trys to take the chair—Harlequin just in
lime—Clown too late—Gone to Bath—Boleno, being aroused by Cor
mack, culs his acquaintance, and introduces a few members of the
Profession—Tho head of the aforesaid makes more free than welcome-—
Clown wants Spirits, and gets them, also the Blue Devils—Black and
Red—Three o’clock, to bed,to bed—Clown feels as if his head was
going round—A shower bath, and the effects—A Night after a Derby
Day—Clown, being somewhat eleoated,_sees how the world goes round.

Scene III.—Oomic. J.CORMAGK.

A FANCY FAIR 8t FORESTERS’ FETE.

Pantomimisis—Messrs. J. Common. C. LAURI. J. MORRIS. and
Mdle. A. MARION. ‘ 4
.DANcn . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . PAsHONGROIsE

A Fancy Fair—Two well-known members unseated—Sherry Cobbler

--That’s and !-—A Nutcracker—Sally come up, but Sally goes down—
“ Oh, my poor Aunt Sarah l”—-Clow11 finds several Grand Children,
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amongst which, his Conundrum—When is a woman not a women?—

when she is half-and-half l—Harlequin takes his farewell—Clown meets
with a fair return—Military Toys—Clown on guard—Brought to the
drum-head, but gets clearly through the ordeal—The Needles (not from
the Isle of Wight)—Clown tries to go into the Marquee, but mark! he
is prevented by a Dolls’ house, out of which comes the inmates, and

A DANCE OF DOLLS,
Invented and arranged by Mr. J. CORMACK, including

PRETTY PUZZLES FOR PRETTY PETS.

Put together by the LADIES or run BALLET.
Clown and Target, but don’t say-tar for what he-gcts—Blaek persons
White—Arrival of a great quantity of French Dancers, who go through
their capers, which causes a fair fight, and ends in agitation, eon
sternation, and without any observation to

SCENE IV.—Comie. Mr. J. CORMAGK.

THE EMPURIUM-BIRD’S SHINE 8x MARBLE GALLERY,
EUSTON ROAD.
Pantomimists—Mr. J. Cormack, C. Lauri, J. Morris, Mdle. A. Marion.
DANCE..... . . . .. . l’AsSAvonnn.

Goals—Clown gets the sack—A11 the way to the Bank—Clown takes

the ’bus—The effects of the Knife Board, a little too sharp—Fruits of
stehling Apples—Demoille's Real Potheen—A Smart Specimen from
the Emerald Isle—lrish Dilt by LOTT! HAUGHTQN—Oil‘ like a Bird—
()ne of the Best Julle Birds in London—This is the place for a cheap
Mantle-picce-—A game at Marbles—What’s the time by your eloek ?—
Haven’t got one !——h‘recmasons’Arms-Jl‘rue Freemasonry-A general
aurprise, which in the 0nd ends the scene

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