_Indian King_ called _Cavernio_, Mr. _Bowman_.
_Bacon_, General of the _English_, Mr. _Williams_.
Colonel _Wellman_, Deputy Governor, Mr. _Freeman_.
Col. _Downright_, a loyal honest Colonel, Mr. _Harris_.
_Hazard_ } Two Friends known to one another Mr. _Alexander_,
_Friendly_ } many Years in _England_, Mr. _Powell_.
_Daring_ } Lieutenant Generals to _Bacon_ Mr. _Sandford_,
_Fearless_ } Mr. _Cudworth_.
_Dullman_, a Captain, Mr. _Bright_.
_Timorous Cornet_, } Mr. _Underhill_,
_Whimsey_, } Justices of the Peace, Mr. _Trefuse_,
_Whiff_, } and very great Cowards, Mr. _Bowen_,
_Boozer_, } Mr. _Barns_.
_Brag_, a Captain.
_Grubb_, One complain’d of by Capt. _Whiff_,
for calling his Wife Whore.
A Petitioner against _Brag_, Mr. _Blunt_.
Parson _Dunce_, formerly a Farrier, fled from
_England_, and Chaplain to the Governour, Mr. _Baker_.
_Jeffery_, Coachman to _Widow Ranter_.
_Cavaro_, an _Indian_, Confidant to the
_Indian King_.
_Jack_, a Sea-Boy.
Clerk; Boy; An Officer; Messenger; Seaman; 2nd Seaman;
A Highlander.
WOMEN.
_Indian Queen_, call’d _Semernia_,
belov’d by _Bacon_, Mrs. _Bracegirdle_.
Madam _Surelove_, belov’d by _Hazard_, Mrs. _Knight_.
Mrs. _Chrisante_, Daughter to Colonel
_Downright_, Mrs. _Jordan_.
_Widow Ranter_, in love with _Daring_, Mrs. _Currer_.
Mrs. _Flirt_, a Tapstress, Mrs. _Cory_.
Mrs. _Whimsey_.
Mrs. _Whiff_.
_Jenny_, Maid to _Widow Ranter_.
_Nell_, Maid at the Inn.
_Anaria_, Confidante to the _Indian Queen_.
Maid to Madam _Surelove_.
Priests, Indians, Bailiffs, Soldiers, Rabble, Negroes,
with other Attendants.
SCENE, _Virginia_: in _Bacon’s_ Camp, _James-Town_ and the
surrounding Country.
ACT I.
SCENE I. A Room with several Tables.
Enter _Hazard_ in a travelling Habit, and _Jack_, a Sea-Boy,
carrying his Portmantle.
_Haz._ What Town’s this, Boy?
_Boy._ _James-Town_, Master.
_Haz._ Take care my Trunk be brought ashore to night, and there’s for
your Pains.
_Boy._ God bless you, Master.
_Haz._ What do you call this House?
_Boy._ Mrs. _Flirt’s_, Master, the best House for Commendation in all
_Virginia_.
_Haz._ That’s well, has she any handsome Ladies, Sirrah?
_Boy._ Oh! she’s woundy handsome her self, Master, and the kindest
Gentlewoman--look, here she comes, Master.--
Enter _Flirt_ and _Nell_.
God bless you, Mistress, I have brought you a young Gentleman here.
_Flirt._ That’s well, honest _Jack_.--Sir, you are most heartily
welcome.
_Haz._ Madam, your Servant. [Salutes her.
_Flirt._ Please you walk into a Chamber, Sir?
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