Randall’s Island.
The evening sun gilds the trees and spires—The lily and rosy and classic Mistress on her couch reclining.
ENTER GOVERNOR DANIEL F. TIEMANN.
Amorous Dan—Good evening, my pretty Violet.
Violet—A warm salute to my kind protector.
Dan—Has Governor Simeon Draper been here to-day?
Violet—Yes, and Governor Bell. Simeon forced a dozen kisses from my lips and cheeks.
Dan—O, the scamp! (Sits by her side, and sips luscious fragrance from her cherry and rosy lips, while she archly reclines on the sofa that he purchased for her)—Sim is a bold villain. Did he seek more than a kiss?
Violet—He again strove hard to ravish me.
Dan—But you foiled him?