Land. At the front.
Billy. Vy, den carry me out at de back door, you Dick.
[He and Jemmy are carried out.—Lights are put out—General consternation.
FINALE.—Tom, Jerry, Logic, Sue, Kate, Jane, Mr. Jenkins, Creeping Jack, and Beggars.
Air.—“Zitti, Zitti—Piano, Piano!”
Mr. Jenkins.
Up the ladder, softly creeping,
Let us gently steal away,
Traps without their watch are keeping,
There we’ll let the rascals stay.
Creeping Jack.
Traps without, their watch are keeping,
Tread softly; no delay;
Up the ladder slily creeping
Through the back door and away.
Tom, Jerry, Logic, Kate, Sue, and Jane.
To my arms, love, softly creeping,
To bliss we’ll steal away;
Suspense ’tis idle keeping,
Seize pleasure while you may.
Where are you? where are you?
To my arms, love, softly creeping,
To bliss we’ll steal away,
Softly, softly; lightly, lightly; away; away! away!
Kate, Sue, and Jane, as Tom, Jerry, and Logic advance, attracted by their voices, adroitly substitute Dingy Bet, Soldier Suke, and another, in the places of themselves.—Drop falls on Tom, Jerry, and Logic, carrying their beggarly bargains off in great exultation.—Kate, Sue, and Jane enjoying the joke in the background.
Jerry Learning to Spar.
| Now Jerry’s become a fancy blade, To Jackson’s he often goes And to shew his skill in the milling trade, He crack’d poor Logic’s nose. He gloried in having a turn-up, And was always the first in a lark, To bang and wallop the Charlies, And pommel them in the dark. |