[_Enter the Relations, to the number of six. First, there is a stout, elderly lady who has a double chin, small, puffy eyes, and a pompous, self-important manner. Next, there is her husband, who is so tall and thin that his clothes seem literally to hang on him, as on a clothes-peg. Also, he has spectacles, a short, pointed beard, smooth, damp-looking hair which straggles over his shoulders, and a manner which, though diffident, is also curiously didactic. In his hands he holds a black, low-crowned hat, and he appears to stand in awe of his wife. These two are accompanied by a young girl, their daughter, who has an impudently upturned nose, twinkling eyes, and a mouth perpetually half-open. Likewise there is a tall, thin lady, of sour, depressed mien, who at times wipes her lips with the handkerchief perpetually dangling from her hands. Finally, there are two youths, precisely identical in appearance, with long, thin necks encased in high collars, hair smoothly plastered over their foreheads, and an expression of bewilderment and vacuity on their faces which would seem to denote that their mental faculties are, as yet, but in the growing stage._ ] ~Elderly Lady.~~ Let me congratulate you, my dear brother, on the birth of a son. ~Her Husband.~~ Let me congratulate you, my dear brother-in-law, on the advent of this long-expected child. ~The Rest.~~ (_In unison._) We all of us congratulate you, our dear kinsman. ~The Father.~~ (_With much emotion._) I thank you--I thank you all! You are most kind, good, and charming people, and I am greatly beholden to you. True, hitherto I had felt a little doubtful concerning you; for I had thought that you, my dear sister, were too much taken up with yourself and your many estimable qualities; that you, my dear brother-in-law, were inclined to be a trifle pedantic; and, as regards the rest, that they cared less for myself than for what they could get to eat at my house. But now I see that I was wrong. I am very happy, not only because I have been granted a son who is like myself, but also, because the birth of this child has afforded me an opportunity of seeing here so many good people who love me. [_There is general embracing._] ~The Daughter.~~ What do you intend to _call_ your son, dear Uncle? I should so like him to have a beautiful, poetic name I It makes so much difference what one calls a boy. ~Elderly Lady.~~ _I_ should like him to have a plain, sensible: name. People with beautiful, poetic names are always light-minded, and seldom get on in life. ~Her Husband.~~ And _I_ think, my dear brother-in-law, that you ought to give him the name of one of his elder relatives. It is a custom which tends to continue and strengthen family ties. ~The Father.~~ Yes. But first my wife and I must think the matter over. We cannot come to a decision yet. So many new ideas and responsibilities arise with the advent of a baby! ~Elderly Lady.~~ It is an event which imparts a great _fulness_ to life.