THE WILD YOUTH: A COMEDY FOR DIGESTION. IN THREE ACTS. TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN OF KOTZEBUE, BY CHARLES SMITH. NEW-YORK: PRINTED FOR CHARLES SMITH AND S. STEPHENS, DRAMATIS PERSONE. FREDERICK BARON WELLINGHORST. FELIX, his Tutor, BARON PIFFELBURG. JOHN MOLKUS, an Invalid with a wooden leg. HAIR-DRESSER. BARONESS BRUMBACH. NANNETTE, her Daughter. LISETTE, her Chambermaid. SCENE-A Hall in an Inn, with a middle door, and several fide doors, which are numbered. THE WILD YOUTH. ACT I. SCENE I. FREDERICK ftanding with folded arms before a door, and looking at the number. NUMBER three-an ominous number-one is tempted to be come a Pythagorean-but I fhall not ftir from this place, till I know who lives here------a female figure, as beautiful as if Angelica Kaufman* had been breathing her upon canvafs 2 wife or maiden ?———————————Oh, a maiden I am fure! at church fhe never turns her eye from the preacher: and when I meet her eye, her cheeks begin to glow like apple blossomsIn the end it's all the fame-Frederick! Frederick! you lie (pointing to his heart) Here is fomething moving: May fhe be a girl!a girl unengaged and free! 4. Molk. (brings coffee) Fred. Where art thou going? Molk. Thou ?. -I have not drank fellowship with any one. Fred. Do not take it amifs, where are you carrying the cof fee? Molk. To number three. Fred. Who lives in number three? Molk. To-day fuch a one, to-morrow another, as it happens at inns. Fred. Fool! I will know Molk. Sir! if one man knows fomething, and another wants to know it, he must pay for it. Fred. Juft enough. There are three florins Molk. Well! a reasonable question deserves an answer. number three there live three ladies. In Fred. Who are they? what are their names? where are they going to? how long will they stay here? Molk. I don't know: I don't know: I don't know. Fred. Don't you know their names ? Molk. Their names? yes, they are written in the town clerk's lift.* Fred. Well? Molk. The name of the old woman is Baronefs Brumbach.‡ Molk. The name of the little wild girl is Lifette, her chambermaid. Fred. And that round angel's head? Molk. What angel's head? *Every stranger that enters the gates of any town in Germany, is registered. Brumbach: the first fyllable of this name fignifies a growling or peevish perfon. |