Tommy.
And so are you!
[Melancholy music; to which Tommy and Jane, after a few convulsive movements, gradually become inanimate. Enter old Farmer Copeer from gate, carrying a large bottle labelled "Cattle Medicine."
Farmer C.
It's time I gave the old bay mare her drench.
[Stumbles over the children.
What's here? A lifeless lad!—and little wench!
Been eatin' berries—where did they get them idees?
For cows, when took so, I've the reg'lar remedies.
I'll try 'em here—and if their state the worse is,