The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

ELDER EEL BONES. An’ was she rebukit? EEL. Nay] she cried back on me: “There’s no eunuchs here, Chairlie, nor none wanted. Throw it up I ” CHIPS. The brazen, forward, sculduddery wench! The flytin’, sweerin’ harlot 0’ Babylon ! EEL. An’ then she picks up her fiddle that she’s lured thousands 0’ men to their doom wi’, and she plays, ”We are na fou, we're no that fou.” ALL. Shame on her! GRAB, Hark! wha’s that? [Τhe inning of a m'a/in is heard, !# EEL. There she is! There‘s the Hear 0’ Babylon] [LILITH, offlay: a lively thangn elassz‘mlpz'ete of music. ΕΕι. Το your tents, O Israel! Το your hames, men 0‘ Houghmagandie! On to the marrow-bones o' your knees, and pray that the curse may be removed from us ! ALL. Amen l BEL. As for me, I’ll wrastle wi' this deevil, and maybe have strength given me to owercome it. Here comes the meenister; I’ll hae twa wurrds wi’ him on the matter! ALL. Guid guide ye and preserve ye ! [All ga oj" R., in consz‘ernaz‘z‘an. EEL. An‘ noo to wrastle wi’ the demon ! [Enter L., ΜΕΕΚ and DOSE. DOSE is an educati/ed man, well dressed] EEL. Gude—mornin’, meenisterl Gude—mornin’, doctor! MEEK [Very humble and quid]. Gude-mornin', Elderl DOSE. Morning, Elder] EEL. I wad hae twa wurrds wi’ ye, meenisterl ΜΕΕΚ. Ay! Ay! What is it, n00?