ENTER Sir Charles Easy.

Sir Char. So! The day is come again -- life but rises to another stage, and the same dull journey is before us. How like children do we judge of happiness! When I was stinted in my fortune, almost everything was a pleasure to me, because most things then being out of my reach, I always had the pleasure of hoping for ‘em; now fortune’s in my hand, she’s as insipid as an old acquaintance -- it’s mighty silly, faith -- Just the same thing by my wife too; I am told she’s extremely handsome -- nay, and have heard a great many people say she’s certainly the best woman in the world -- why, I don’t know but she may, yet I could never find that her person or good qualities gave me any concern -- In my eye, the woman has no more charm than my mother.

Edg. Hum! -- he takes