Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1857-09-07
COL ID IN TIL e HI Z A d.
A Medical Drama.

title, next Season. at a fashionable Theatre.
The subject has been selected in consideration
OF nosOlOgical taste lately 50 successfully stim-
ulated by . creation of French dramatic genius.
The piece ID divided into Five Acts, entitled re
spectively Imprudence, Catarrh, Bronchitis
Consumption, and Gods Liver Oil The de-
nOHemsHt, as indicated by the title of Act V,
is favorable; but the heroine has previously, to
all appearance, expired on the stage, after pre-
senting all the symptoms Of phthisis pulmOna-
lis with clinical accuracy. The portions Sc
lected for quotation are those of which the in
terest ID the least narrowing In Act l. Brad
Sh0ts and ISABEL, whose relations and positions
In the Drama are obvious, meet, by appoint
ment, under romantic circumstances. Isabel
catches Cold in the Head, and the train of
consequences thence resulting constitutes the
action.
rI.-INPRUDENCR.
ScESB-A GTOUe at the end of the Vale
Moonlight. A HaUthorn Bush, ruth seat
beneath the shads. BRADSHAW alone.
brad U beauteOus night. But here comes
True HOOks at his tcatch y to second Pune
tuality,
(Enter IsABEL)
Thou art the Soul of Love, [THey embrace. I
Isa6. My dearest Edward
Brad. o, Isabel, my life, my soul my um-
(Aa1otI0R SnaOthSrs remainder o. the erprsssionl
Come, let US sit, love (they scar hemseIves) and
this arm of mine .s ..
Circling thee like-but what is there like this
Wen watch yOn evening star.
Is05. Ugh! ISAivers.
Brad. Isabel, -
You shudder'd. What's the matter?
LSG5. Nothing, dear;
Only the sudden chill one feels sometimes
When somebody, as the old nurses say,
Is walking o or ones grave.
Brad. That horrid word
Name il not, Isabel. Uplift thy gaze
10 the bright stars and to the glorious moon
There now those glowing eyes reflect their
beams,
Oh; with what interest of added light,
L,o6- A5tsha lSNeescs.
isa6. Tisha !-isha !-isha, [Sneees again,
Brad. fear
Lsa5. A-tish. IContiuuing to ,ueer..
BrGd. You We caught-
IS06. Isha i-isha =
Brad- Cold Let me wrap you in this cloak,
What is it you're looking for?
Is06. Ny han-a-tisha -
My handkerchief. A-tisha o dear I've left il
Behi-i-i-i-i-i-tisha ind
DToa MAKE TINS temporary substitute
An US the damp night-air-you re thinly
This will never do, love. Heavens should any
harm
Befall thy precious health, and 1 the cause
1he thought Is madness. Come, lean on this
arm,
I'll see thee safe home
Isa6. Dearest Edward, nav.
The way Is short, and should be so yexed
Ii We were seen. How sad it is to part,
Atisha,
Brad. Say, when shall we meet again,
Isa6 Ill wr-i-ite-a-tisha, and let you
know;
Edward, farewell.
Brad. Ny Isabel, adieu. Il
They embrace gam.
Stay, dearest, put this cloak on wear Il home
And cast 1t of little from the house
L shall know where to find it.
Isa5. Edward what
That nice new cloak throw it into the rosd?
Oh no Il could not think of such a thing
Oace more goodbye, love, till We meet again.
Erit.
Brad. A black and enviOus cloud hath risen
And threatens to bedim the radiant moon.
a sHSees IN the distance.
Ha. fear that was Isabel again. -
Humph some do reckon it good luck to sneeze
Such may the omen prove to Isabel -
Ertt. ACT closes.
ACT II-CArARRH
The temporary absence of Isabel in the pre-
eeding Act, from her home, has not been effectu-
ally concealed from her Mamma An expla-
nation has ensued and the indulgent parent
has been prevailed upon to cOuntenance the ad-
dresses of BRADSHAW: the rather from anxiety
sssignatiOn has resulted in a severe cold in the
head.
SCESE.-IsABEL's bomdo,r. ISABEL alone,
TTn1Red IN q Shatrl, aud her head 6an6agsd
Isa6. lis dear the tibe whel Edward was to
cub: ...
Looks at herself in tie mirror.
Oh, by do look such a shockilg fright,
aibCst dread ("se' ter hdnd&ereh'eO to beet
by lovers eye,
With such q lOze, aid yet bust or else
He ii falcy that Babba VOLT let be see hib.
Ihis cubs Of sittilg lOokilg at the Bool.
That sOwld il is a fOotstep.
Enter SsTUGnt BRADSHAW foliotcing.
Brad. What do see
Isabel thus in invalid attire
What's the matter Speak love-
ISa5. Lothilg, dear,
At least dot butch the batter Oddly a cold
shall be better sood
Rs-e'iter SerraAt ruth Basin of Cruel or a
tray Vhreh she places or tho Work Table,
and rat.
Brad My suffering angel,
Oh let me try and (urtreis armchair TO table,
make you comfortable.
DTaICS sh1LvLS closer around H,,y DC
Isa6. Ihslks, Edward, Uses haRdksrcl1isf.
By0d. Now, love- take a drop of this
FEEDS her l0ith grHsI.
Isa6- All stay q bobelt-'tis too hot
Brad Oh, dear,
Stop, let me cool it, Tastes q KnIs
IsG5. is it dice
Brad. Not Very.
Is0o: (LGnghing,) Ha, ha, ha, ha! Yea see,
love, cad laugh
Brad. That's right, my darling.
Isab. Oh, dear !-Oh, by side!
Braf. A pain, love9
Isa5. Yes-a little paid il the chest.
Brat Stay, dearest, let me just apply my
ear
For somewhat have gained of physic's . lore
To ascertain the state Of that dear chest
Where lies my chiefest treasure Please hold
still. Peyf0rUIs 1Hselfi0t7Ou.
Those little fingers in my hair, dear love.
Confuse the sounds, you know-stop-husL-
why, yes.
The respitOry murmer's audible, -
But with a TaIs-. well, that one would expect
There is n rapid action of the heart