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Enter Eotjkin.s  and  DfYTO,  right,  and TilvctukEj  Mo per  and  Ponder.
                                          one  after the  other,  from the opposite side.

                            Bodkins.— W ell  met,  gentlemen,  well  m et!      W c  ave  all  of  one
                          way  of  thinking,  I  presume,  in  regard  to  the  business  of  to-night?
                            D itto.— I  hope,  gentlemen,  that  Kettleville  will  do  her  duty  and
                          her  whole  duty  on  this  occasion.
                            T incture.-— W e  must  put  a  stop  to  this  woman's  rights  movement,
                         or  it  will  put  a  stop  to  us.   Action,  heroic  action,  as  we  doctors  say,
                         is  the  only  remedy.   Now's the  time*
                            MorER.— IIovv  will  you  do  ic?    T hat’s  the  question.   Jt  can’t  bo
                          done.
                            B odkins.— Brother  Mopcr, you  ate  always  looking on  the  d^/k  side
                          of  things.   Wrhv  can't  it  be  done?
                            M op e — Because  the  women  carry  too  many  guns  for  us.
                            B odkix-S.— Guns?     Gnus ?    Does  this  little  Miss  Haverway  carry
                         a  gun ?
                            M oper.— 'She  doesn't  carry  anything  else.     That  little  m orocco
                          roll,  or  cylinder,  in  which  she  pretends  to  carry  her  lecture,  is  an  air-
                          ju n — a  deadly  weapon,
                            Bo d k im .— Possible?   But  that's  a  matter  for  the  police  to  look
                          into.   H a,  ha I   W e  are  not  to  be  intimidated,  gentleman— eh P   W e
                         arc  true  Americans.     No  cowards  among  us— eh?        Tile  blood  of
                         seventy-si*  does  not— does  not—-
                            D itto.—-Stagnate  in  our veins.
                            B odkins,— T hank  you,  sir.     D ocs  not  stagnate  in  our  veins,
                         Surely  not  in  wine— not  in  mine !
                            P o w d e r.— M ay  I  he  aflowed  to ask  a  question
                            Ai.r~— Certainly.
                            PoNi.uai.— W hat  are  we  here  for?
                            B odkins.— W e  are  here,  Mr,  Ponder,  to  protest  against  allowing
                         the  town  hall  to  be  used  to-night  by  one  Miss  Haver way  for  her  lec­
                         ture  on  woman’s  rights,   I  appeal  to  every  young  man  in  the  land,
                         ought  it  not  to  make  our  blood— our  blood—
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