THE EQUINOX
[Enter R., AWL.
He is a tall, sprightly man in a decent
sm"! of lweea's, and he?ן`צsmoking a ῤίῤε.
All tam
from him as z‘f/ee were a ]./?!?ץש
AWL. A braw day the day !
GRAB. Is this a day to be ta’king 0’ days?
[AZ/groan.
AWL. This is the Lord’s Day, and a’m thankin' Him for
his guid gift ο’ tobacco.
GRAB. Ye dirty little Atheist!
D’ye no ken this is the
Sawbath?
Awa’ wi' ye from the Lord's children!
BONES. An' dinna blaspheme
!
GRAB. Beware, ye fausse loon!
The judgment 0’ the Lord
is nigh at han’.
CHIPS. The
meenister
preached
ο’
the
destruction
0’
Sennacherib.
AWL. An’ wha’s Sennacherib?
CHIPS, Juist sic anither as yoursel’.
A fleetin’, flytin’,
floutin’, sweerin’ deevil like yoursel'!
AWL. Ah, weel! puir bodies, ye don’t know all!
Guid job
for you
1
[He passa aver, (md goes out, 1..
BUN. The sculduddery wastrel!
BONES. The blasphemin’ loon
I
CHIPS. The feckless child 0’ Satan!
TONGS. The rantin’, roarin’ lion!
GRAB. Ah] d'ye ken the noo wha the meenister meant by
Sennacherib?
ALL. Ah!
GRAB. D’ye mind Sennacherib was King 0’ Babylon ?
ALL. Ah!
220