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JANE-No, you ninny, the pew, of
ANNE-Well, tell me about it. I don't know what you are talking about. I haven't heard.
MARY-(Surprised)-You haven't? Why somehow by trading, this colored man got a pew in the central aisle of Park St. Church. One Sunday he and his family occupied it and some of the people made an awful fuss.
JANE-Yes, so much that the trustees looked up the title or whatever you call it and finally said that there was some mistake or something and that it didn't belong to him. Father says it was just to satisfy some of the people.
SUSAN-I think it is a shame the way they treat them just because they are black.
HARRIET I wish I were old enough to join the Boston Anti-Slavery Society.
ELLEN-Yes. Well, Thompson didn't appear and they were so mad that some of the ladies said that the mob would be after Garrison and advise him to get out quick.
JANE-Mother said that she knew that something awful was going to happen. She said that she thought it would end in a fight between the Abolitionists and the Friends of the Union.
ANNE-I should have thought that if Garrison went out on the street some of the Friends of the Union would have caught him.
MARY-Well, you keep still and let me tell you. He didn't go out in the street but into the carpenter's shop behind the hall and
HARRIET-Why it wasn't that way
MARY-Yes it was and when the
MARY-Well, I guess I know for my
POLLY-Your mother belongs to the father was there. Garrison went into B.F.A.S.S., doesn't she, Jane?
the Liberator's office adjoining the hall and father said that the Friends of the Union kicked the door down and then father and some of the others helped him into the carpenter's shop.
JANE-Yes, and it was on account of the awful meeting that mother couldn't take me to dancing school, last night. SUSAN Wasn't it awful? MARY-Wasn't it exciting? HARRIET My father was with Gar- of there by a ladder? rison in the carpenter's shop.
SALLY-My father went to prison with him.
ANNE-Do tell me all about it. My people are not Abolitionists and they wouldn't tell me about it. (Girls stand back from her. Oh, you needn't act that way, for I don't agree with them one bit and if you have Junior AntiSlavery Society I'll join. (Girls clap their hands.)
POLLY-Well, you know that the Boston Anti-Slavery Society had a meeting yesterday. It was advertised that Thompson, the Abolitionist, was to speak.
ELLEN-Didn't you see those handbills scattered around everywhere yesterday, signed: "Friends of the Union?"
ANNE Oh, those that said that a purse of $100 was offered as a reward to the person that would first lay violent hands on Thompson?
POLLY-Didn't he have to climb out
HARRIET-Yes, the mob got after him inside and he tried to escape and a crowd outside in Wilson's Lane grabbed him
SUSAN-And they tied a tope around his body and dragged him
HARRIET And talked about hanging him
ELLEN-And they tore his new suit of clothes off of him.
MARY-Father said that if he and some of the others hadn't got him into the old State House he didn't know
SALLY-That didn't do any good. My father said that if they hadn't smuggled him off to prison the mob would have burned the State House and killed Garrison.
ELLEN Goodness. See what time it is!
POLLY-Oh, my. We are late for school! (All run out.)
COTTON MATHER (Entering)-No one is near. I'll read over my manuscript for the book that I am writing at the command of His Excellency, the Governor. (Takes the manuscript from under his gown.) In this I have indeed. set myself to countermine the whole plot of the Devil against New England in every branch of it. (Reads) "The New Englanders are a people of God settled in those, which were once the Devil's Territories, and it may easily be supposed that the Devil was exceedingly disturbed when he perceived such a People here accomplishing the Promises of old made unto our Blessed Jesus, that He should have the utmost parts of the earth for His possessions. There was not a greater uproar among the Ephesians when the Gospel was first brought among them, the Powers of the Air (after whom the Ephesians walked) when the Silver Trumpet of the Gospel here made the joyful sound. The Devil thus irritated, immediately tried all sorts of methods to overturn this poor plantation and so much of the church as was fled into this wilderness immediately found the serpent cast out of his mouth a flood for the carrying of it away. I believe that never were more satanical devices used for the unsettling of any people under the sun, than what have been employed for the exterpation of the vine which God hath here planted, casting out the heathen, and preparing a room before it and causing it to take deep root and fill the land, so that it sent its boughs unto Atlantic Sea eastward and its branches unto the Connecticut River westward and the hills were covered with the shadow thereof. But
those attempts of Hell have hitherto been abortive, many an Ebenezer has been erected unto the praise of God, by His poor people here, and having obtained help from God we continue to this day. Wherefore the Devil is now making one more attempt upon us, an attempt more difficult, more surprising, and more snarled with unintelligible circumstances than that which we have hitherto encountered.
We have been advised by some creditable Christians, yet alive, that a malefactor, accused of witchcraft as well as murder, and executed in this place more than forty years ago, did then give notice of an horrible plot against the country by witchcraft and a foundation of witchcraft then laid which if it were not seasonably discovered would probably blow up and pull down all the churches in the country. And we have now with horror seen the discovery of such a witchcraft. An army of devils is horribly broken upon this place, which is the center and after a sort the first born of our English settlements; and the houses of the good people there are filled with the doleful shrieks of their children and servants, tormented by invisible hands, with tortures altogether preternatural." (Folds up manuscript.)
That goes very well. And since the Devil does begrudge us all manner of good and does among us all manner of woes I will mention in my book special woes with which the Devil does usually inflict the world.
1st. There are plagues: pestilential and contagious diseases. 'Tis the Devil does oftimes invade us with them.
2d. Wars: Wars do oftimes furnish him with some thousands of souls in one morning from one acre of ground.
3d. Storms: The Devil understands well how to make a tempest, whence perhaps it is that thunder storms are observed to break upon churches more often than any other building. Very good thoughts these. I will hasten to my house to write them down. (Exit.)
Scene 2. (Enter Mother Goose with Melodies for Children."
baby in her arms.)
MOTHER GOOSE (Singing)Hey diddle diddle,
The cat and the fiddle.
The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon. ELIZABETH FLEET (Enters)-Mother, mother. Will you stop singing or trying to? You are driving Thomas crazy. He says it it as bad to have you singing in the garden under his window as it is in the house and the neighbors are complaining.
MOTHER GOOSE-There Elizabeth. You go into the house and tend to your baking. If Thomas smells the dinner cooking I guess he'll feel better. (Baby cries.) There now precious, you do want Grandmother to sing. (Sings) Goosy, goosy—
ELIZABETH-But mother, you have been out here all the morning. You must be tired. Let me take the baby, (Tries to take the baby), while you go and rest.
MOTHER GOOSE (Pushing her off)No, no. Don't interrupt me. (Sings) Goosy, goosy—
THOMAS FLEET (From within)
MOTHER GOOSE (Stopping to listen)
THOMAS FLEET (From within) Show Mother Goose my new book and see how she feels then.
MOTHER GOOSE-What's that man been doing now? He isn't in the habit of showing me his new books as soon as they are printed. (Baby cries.) There, there. Now listen while Mother Goose sings about
Goosy, goosy gander
And in my lady's chamber. ELIZABETH (Enters with "Mother Goose" book.)-Thomas wants you to see his new book.
MOTHER GOOSE (Reading)-"Songs of the Nursery or Mother Goose's
T. Fleet at his printing house, Pudding Lane, 1719. Price two coppers." Well, I never. (Reads again) "Mother Goose's Melodies." Here Elizabeth, take the baby. (Looks at book curiously, finds and sings)
Tom, Tom, the Piper's son Stole a pig and away he run. (Still examining the book.)-What made Thomas do it? Put my name on the front of a book? The idea. What did he do it for anyway, Elizabeth?
ELIZABETH (Looking cautiously toward house. In half whisper)-I think, mother, it was to sort of get even with you for singing so much. You won't sing so much will you?
MOTHER GOOSE-Of course I shall
sing to my precious grandson just the baby. Hear him cry for his grandsame. (Baby cries.) Here give me the mother. There, there, we will go in and congratulate your daddy on his new book. (Goes off singing.)
Second Episode. 19th Century Poets in Boston.
Scene 1. From Longfellow's "Evangeline."
Someone behind the scene reads while the scene is acted in pantomime. (Enter Evangeline.)
Half-way down to the shore Evangeline waited in silence,
Not overcome with grief, but strong in the hour of affliction
Calmly and sadly she waited, until the procession approached her. (Enter Gabriel.)
And she beheld the face of Gabriel, pale with emotion.
Tears then filled her eyes, and, eagerly running to meet him,
Clasped she his hands, and laid her
head on his shoulder, and whispered, "Gabriel! be of good cheer! for if we love one another
Nothing in truth can harm us, what
ever mis-chances may happen." Smiling she spake these words; then suddenly paused, for her father (Enter Evangeline's father.) Saw she slowly advancing. Alas! how changed was his aspect!
The leper raised not the gold from the dust;
"Better to me the poor man's crust, Better the blessing of the poor, Though I turn me empty from his door;
That is no true alms which the hand can hold;
He gives only the worthless gold Who gives from a sense of duty." (Exit leper.)
Scene 3. From Whittier's "Barefoot Boy." (Enter barefoot boy.) Blessings on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan! With thy turned-up pantaloons. And thy merry whistled tunes; With thy red lips, redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill; With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace; From my heart I give thee joy,I was once a barefoot boy!
Price thou art, the grown-up man
Let the million-dollared ride!
Scene 4. From Holmes' "Last Leaf."
I saw him once before,
The pavement-stones resound
They say that in his prime,
Through the town.
And he shakes his feeble head, And it seems as if he said, "They are gone."
I know it is a sin
For me to sit and grin
At him here,
But his old three-cornered hat,
And if I should live to be
In the spring
Let them smile, as I do now,
(Exit old man.) Third Episode. 20th Century Prose. From "The Awaking of of Helena Richie." By Margaret Deland. Chapter 10. (Copyright, 1905, 1906, by Harper & Brothers.)
(Enter David and Helena Richie. She leads him to the rabbit-hutch to show him the rabbits.)
DAVID-What are their names? MRS. RICHIE-They haven't any names; you can name them if you like. DAVID-I shall call them Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
MRS. RICHIE (After a pause.)-You came to Old Chester in the stage with Mr. Pryor. He told me you were a very nice little boy.
DAVID-How did he know?
MRS. RICHIE He is very nice himself.
DAVID (Meditating)-Is that gentleman my enemy?
MRS. RICHIE-Of course not.
MRS. RICHIE-Mr. Pryor is nobody's enemy. (David turns to the
rabbits.) Why did you think that he was your enemy?
DAVID-I just hoped that he wasn't; I don't want to love him.
DAVID-If he was my enemy, I'd have to love him, you know. (David turns to the rabbits.) They ought to have fresh water. (Mrs. Richie reaches into the hutch for the battered pan. She watches David as he goes out and returns, holding the pan in both hands, walking very slowly.)
DAVID-Are there any snakes in this grass? A snake is the only insect I am afraid of.
(Mrs. Richie stoops down and cuddles him reassuringly and leads him off. PART III.
Enter two Heralds of Art and blow their horns as in parts I and II and pass on.
Architecture. Enter Charles Bulfinch with a small model of the State House. He comes down front and passes on.
Sculpture. Enter Thomas Ball with a small model of the statue of Washington on horseback. Comes down front and passes on.
A procession of those taking part should now be formed and march around the hall. During this time the stage should be cleared of scenery and the tableau of Sargent's Prophets arranged on a raised platform at the back of the stage.