_Lor._ Yaw, es is ordlich feel letz. Ich bin im troovel. Es con net si os ich di fraw geb. Ich hob nix un bin awrm. Der troovel is os my ormer dawdy for yohra tzurick ’n shreivas g’signed hut os mer now all my fermaiga weck nemt. _Gust._ Awer Lorrenna, ich bin net uf fernmaiga ous--my mainung is os ich dich hira will--net di lond un geld un rints fee. Un now sawg ich, bisht reich odder awrm, os du evva doch my eagny seesy Lorrenna bisht. _Lor._ Ich con awer net helfa os des ding mich troovelt. Ich will now olles tzu meim goota uncle lussa--we ar mer sawgt so will ich du. [_Exit R. H._ SCENE III.--_The town of RIP’S nativity, instead of the village as presented in first scene of the drama:--It is now a populous and flourishing settlement.--On the spot where RORY’S tap house formerly stood, is a handsome hotel and the sign of “George III” is altered into that of “George Washington.” A settee in front, with table.--The harbor is filled with shipping.--Music at the opening of the scene._ _SETH SLOUGH, the landlord enters from the Hotel.--Loud shouts, L. H. 3 E._ _Seth._ Well, ich denk de ’lection is about ferbei. Wann de temperance, leit ’s g’winna, don geb ich uf un ferkawf ous, for d’no shtate ’n wært odder ’n saloon keeper net so feel chance os ’n mook im a g’witter shtorm. [_Laugh U. E. R._] Hullo--wær der deihenker is don dar olt ding doh? Ar gookt os wann ar about fooftzich yohr dode wær g’west un d’no ous ’m grawb rous g’fetsht for ’s temperance ticket tzu vota. [_Music.--Enter male and female villagers, laughing.--Enter RIP,--they gather round him._ _Rip._ Wo ich war is wass mich now woonert? Sawg, eer leit, kent er deitsh shwetza? _Villagers._ Haw, haw, haw. _1st. Vill._ Sawg, du, olter ding, husht nix g’sana fum ’a olta shpinrawd odder ebbas fun seller awrt ommanot doh rumm shpringa? _Rip._ Nay, ich hob kæ so’n ding sana doh rumm shpringa. _Villagers._ Haw, haw. _1st Villager._ Un wær is di bolweerer? Un wann husht ’n ’s letsht mehl gapatronized? _Rip._ De saucha con ich net fershtæ, es gookt olles so ferennert sidder geshter owet--un ich aw--my bawrd is by chucks sheer so long os ’n ku shwans, un aw sheer shnæ weis! _Seth._ (_Coming down._) Now, sawg du olter mon--ich denk du besser gaisht hame un wesht dich un lusht dich bolweera. _Rip._ Oh, never mind. My olty wærd mich shun bolweera wann ich hame coom. Awer, wo der bettle is my haimet? Ich bin about om plotz wo ’s ols war, awer ’s is net doh un ich bin a wennich os we ferhootled. Un now, sawg mer amohl, woonsht ommanot doh naigsht om Blowa Barrick? _Seth._ Ei, of course wohn ich doh. _Rip._ Don consht mer ferleicht sawga wo ich wohn? _Seth._ According tzu diner appearance date ich sawga du woonsht narryats abbordich except ebmohls doh un ’n onners mohl dort. _Rip._ Awer now for de wohret. Du wohnsht ommanot doh in der nochbershaft fum barrick--net so? _Seth._ Be sure du ich. _Rip._ Un waisht net os ich aw ommanot doh wohn?