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FALL FESTIVAL 
 
 Star-Spangled Banner 
 Pageant 
 
 Madison, Wis., Oct. 14. 1914 
 
 Celebrating the Hundredth Anniversary 
 
 of the Writing of the National 
 
 Song by Francis Scott Key 
 
STAR-SPANGLED BANNER 
 PAGEANT 
 
 Staged in the Capitol Park at Madison, Wisconsin, 
 in Celebration of the One-Hundredth Anniver- 
 sary of the Writing of this National Song 
 by Francis Scott Key 
 
 MRS. MILO KITTLESON. General Chairm 
 
 MISS ETHEL T. ROCKWELL. Author 
 
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 OCTOBER 14. 1914 
 
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COPYRIGHTED BY 
 ETHEL THEODORA ROCKWELL 
 1914 
 
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 PAGEANT COMMITTEES 
 
 General Chairmam Mrs. Milo Kittleson 
 
 Seating Geo. C. Riley 
 
 Grounds Otto Onstad 
 
 Properties Lew F. Porter 
 
 (P. W. Dykema 
 
 Music ^ MiLFORD Witts 
 
 IC. A. Mann 
 r Prof. F. W. Kehl 
 
 Dancing -/ Miss Shirley Frederickson 
 
 ( Miss Althea Brown 
 
 Posters , Miss Berenice Oehler 
 
 Costumes Mrs. Anne Whitney 
 
 Living Flag ! !^"' ^'"" ^^• °''^"" 
 
 ^ ^ \ Miss Anna Menaul 
 
 Episode I Joseph W. Bollenbeck 
 
 Interlude I Miss Alice Keith 
 
 Episode II :: . ;:: . i'^,^^' {"- ^- Defter 
 
 •'■■"• t^Rs. Harry Moseley 
 
 Episode III A. F. Belitz 
 
 Episode IV O. S. Rice 
 
 Episode V Miss Cornelia Cooper 
 
 Episode VI ... Mrs. Anne Whitney 
 
 Interlude II Miss Shirley Frederickson 
 
 Episode VII Miss Martha Riley 
 
 ADVISORY COMMITTEE 
 
 C. E. Brown 
 
 Miss Louise Kellogg 
 Miss Marie Dickore 
 Hosea W. Rood 
 
PRINCIPAL CHARACTERS IN CAST 
 
 Francis Scott Key Prof. Harry G. Houghton 
 
 Dr. Beanes Frank Weston 
 
 Col. Skinner Hosea W. Rood 
 
 Gen. Armistead P. H. Martin 
 
 Gen. Ross H. L. Garner 
 
 Admiral Cockburn Walter O'Leary 
 
 Admiral Cochrane Dr. C. F. Rodolf 
 
 Gen. Winder A. W. Hoag 
 
 Gen. Stansbury C. M. Brown 
 
 Maj. Pinckney J. W. Bollenbeck 
 
 Maj. Brown Capt. W.m. Smith 
 
 Soloist Eugene Juster 
 
 Capitol Miss Alice Keith 
 
 Peace Miss Cornelia Cooper 
 
 Liberty Miss Anita Pleuse 
 
 Justice Anne Wilson 
 
 Law Ethel Garbutt 
 
 Progress Elizabeth Smith 
 
 Spirit of Washington A. F. Belitz 
 
 Pres. Madison Voyta W^rabitz 
 
 Mr. Weem Jack Crandel 
 
 Mrs. Weem Jessie Sumner 
 
 Mrs. Beanes Delia Lindwell 
 
 Mr. Spriggs Franklin Williams 
 
 Mrs. Spriggs Genevieve Strum p 
 
 Col. Newcomb R. H. Risdon 
 
 Gen. Strieker W. R. Lacey 
 
 Gen. Smith " J. Falevsky 
 
PREFACE 
 
 Short History of the American Flag 
 
 From the earliest date of recorded history some sort of 
 symbol and color seems to have been common and to have ex- 
 ercised a powerful influence upon man. At first the symbols 
 consisted of sacred animals, emblems or figures which were 
 raised on a staff. The office of bearing these standards was 
 considered one of peculiar privilege and honor as is that of 
 color-bearer today. By degrees flags of silk or other materials 
 crept in as more conspicuous and convenient marks, and today 
 are used by every country. 
 
 The various settlements in the thirteen colonies were estab- 
 lished under three different flags; the English, the Dutch, and 
 the Swedish. During colonial days the common flag appears 
 to have been that of England, though with many variations. 
 Wars and political movements in the motherland made altera- 
 tions in the flag and there were many more alterations in the 
 colonies. In the early days of the war for independence sev- 
 eral different flags were carried, some of the best known being 
 the flag first raised in Boston by the Sons of Liberty, in 1770, 
 which consisted of a blue field with a white crescent and the 
 word "Liberty" upon it; the pine tree flag, showing a white 
 field and bearing a pine tree and the inscription "An Appeal 
 to Heaven;" another pine tree flag with a snake coiled at the 
 base of the tree and an additional inscription, "Don't tread on 
 me," ; and several other variations of the "Don't tread on me 
 flag." The Bunker Hill flag is supposed to have had a blue 
 ground, with one corner quartered by the red cross of St. 
 George in one section of which was a pine tree. By degrees, 
 . however, these different varieties of flags were shaping them- 
 selves into a union, the idea of which was to commemorate the 
 
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Union of the Colonies which began tlefinitely with the appoint- 
 ment of Washington as commander-in-chief by the Conti- 
 nental Congress. 
 
 In September, 1775, Congress appointed Benjamin Frank- 
 lin, Benjamin Harrison and Thomas Lynch, as a committee 
 to go to Cambridge to confer with General Washington upon 
 several urgent matters pertaining to the army under his com- 
 mand. During this conference Colonel Joseph Reed, secre- 
 tary to the conference committee suggested to them the adoption 
 of the Union flag for the army. His suggestion was approved 
 and the first Grand Union striped flag was raised on Prospect 
 Hill, Cambridge, Jan. 1, 1776. This flag consisted of thirteen 
 alternate red and white stripes, representing the United Colo- 
 nies, and the subjoined crosses of St. George and St. Andrew 
 (the "king's colors") in a blue canton. 
 
 The first American iiag known to have the thirteen stripes 
 was the standard presented by Capt. Abram Markoe to the 
 Philadelphia troop of light horse in the summer of 1775; this 
 banner was borne by this troop when it escorted Washington 
 from Philadelphia to New York, while he was en route to take 
 command of the army at Cambridge. Possibly the sight of 
 this standard may have led to the adoption of the stripes on 
 the flag that was raised on Prospect Hill. The display of 
 "The Grand Union Flag" before Washington's army marked 
 an era in the affairs of the colonies, as it was the first to b^ 
 raised that symbolized the union of the thirteen sections. 
 
 The first ensign ever shown by a regular American man-of- 
 war, was hoisted in the Delaware on board the Alfred by the 
 hands of John Paul Jones, some time about the last of De- 
 cember, 1775. This flag-raising, it is said, was attended by a 
 party of distinguished men, including John Hancock, Presi- 
 dent of the Continental Congress. The flag was probably o^ 
 yellow silk, and bore upon it a rattlesnake with thirteen rattles 
 and the motto, "Don't Tread on Me." Some accounts fix 
 the date of the hoisting of this flag the same as the raising of 
 the Union flag in the lines of the army at Cambridge. 
 
 Notwithstanding the adoption of the CTrand Union Flag, 
 
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standards of various devices continued in use at sea and on 
 land. The militia of different sections adopte;il standards of 
 orginal designs and mottoes, and some of them continued in 
 use until the close of the Revolution. Among the most 
 famous of these original standards are the "Pulaski Banner," 
 the flag of the First Regiment of the Continental Army, 
 which represented a hunter defending a pass from a tiger upon 
 a green mound, and bearing the inscription, "Domarinolo" 
 (I refuse to be subjugated) ; and the Eutaw Flag, a crimson 
 piece of damask. 
 
 The idea of the adoption of stars as a device for a national 
 standard may have originated in Boston, as the earliest know i 
 suggestion of a star for an American ensign appeared in th; 
 Massachusetts Spy of March 10, 1774, more than three yeirs 
 prior to the establishment of the Stars and Stripes. 
 
 The stars are the only distinctively American feature in the 
 American flag. When they were substituted for the subjoined 
 crosses of St. George and St. Andrew in the canton of the 
 continental flag the evolution of our national emblem was 
 completed. 
 
 On June 14, 1777, nearly a year after the Declaration of 
 Independence, Congress adopted the following resolution: 
 
 ''''Resolved, That the flag of the thirteen United States be 
 thirteen stripes, alternate red and white; that the union be 
 thirteen stars, white in a blue field, representing a new constel- 
 lation." 
 
 The design of the new flag was not officially promulgated 
 by Congress until September 3, 1777, but according to Ad- 
 miral Preble, an improvised Stars and Stripes was first raised 
 over Fort Stanwix, New York, August 3, 1777. 
 
 To Mrs. Betsey Ross is given the credit of making the first 
 flag combining the stars and stripes. Congress appointed 
 General Washington, Colonel George Ross, an uncle to John 
 Ross, the husband of Betsey Ross, and Robert Morris, a 
 committee to design a suitable flag for the nation, and they 
 called upon Mrs. Ross and engaged her to make the original 
 national flag as well as subsequent flags for the government. 
 
She was thus employed until her death in 1836, when her 
 daughter, Mrs. Clarissa Wilson succeeded to the business. 
 The house in which Betsv Ross made the first flag of the 
 United States of America is situated at No. 239 Arch street, 
 Philadelphia, and today is owned by the Federal government 
 as a historic shrine. It was Mrs Ross' suggestion that the 
 stars be five pointed rather than six pointed, as were shown in 
 General Washington's rough design which he submitted to 
 her for guidance in making the first flag. She arranged the 
 stars in a circle to symbolize the perpetuity of the union of 
 the states. 
 
 The flag with thirteen stars and thirteen stripes continued 
 to be the national emblem until May 1, 1795. 
 
 After the admission of Vermont in 1791, and Kentucky in 
 1792, there arose the advisability of adding two new stars and 
 stripes to the national emblem. The proposed alteration met 
 with a great deal of opposition, but finally on the 13th of 
 January, 1794, the following act was passed: 
 
 "Be it enacted, that from and after the first day of May, 
 one thousand seven hundred and ninety-five, the flag of the 
 United States be fifteen stripes, alternate red and white, and 
 that the union be fifteen stars, white in a blue field." 
 
 This flag was our national standard for twenty-three years 
 or until July 4, 1818. This was the flag of Ft. McHenry, 
 the original Star Spangled Banner, which was about thirty feet 
 wide and forty feet long. The blue field of these flags rested 
 on a red stripe, the eighth from the top, rather than on a 
 white stripe as in the thirteen-stripe flag. 
 
 Although Tennessee, Ohio, Louisiana and Indiana had all 
 been admitted into the union by 1816, no provision was made 
 to have them represented upon the national flag. Finally, De- 
 cember 9, 1816, the Honorable Peter H. Wendover, a mem- 
 of Congress from New York city, introduced a resolution into 
 the House of Representatives to alter the flag so that it would 
 conform to the changes in the number of states. Because of 
 what was considered imminently more pressing business, the 
 bill was not passed until April 4, 1818. 
 
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The law reads as follows : 
 
 "An Act to Establish the Flag of the United States. 
 
 "Section 1. Be it enacted, etc., That from and after the 
 fourth day of July next, the flag of the United States be thir- 
 teen horizontal stripes, alternate red and white; that the union 
 have twenty stars, white in a blue field. 
 
 "Section 2. Be it further enacted, That on the admission 
 of every new state into the Union, one star be added to the 
 -union of the flag; and that such addition shall take effect on 
 the fourth of July next succeeding such admission." 
 
 To Mr. Wendover we are indebted for our present flag. 
 Beginning in 1818 with twenty stars, Mississippi had been ad- 
 mitted in the meantime, the Union has increased to forty-eight 
 stars arranged in six parallel lines of eight stars each. 
 
 When the stars and stripes was first carried into foreign 
 ports it became the object of much conjecture and curiosity. 
 ToJay it is recognized throughout the world as the emblem of 
 liberty and progress, the symbol of an intelligent ond peace- 
 loving people of a mighty nation, the sign of freedom and rest 
 to the oppressed of every nation that comes to seek protection 
 beneath its folds. 
 
 "Our starry flag, long may it wave 
 Over each heart that is true and is brave; 
 May each bright stripe, each glorious star. 
 Speak of our Union at home and afar. 
 May God protect our fair flag and our land, 
 Let North and South be an unbroken band, 
 While through the sky loud rings the cry: 
 'Union and Liberty, one evermore!' " 
 
A Pageant of the Star-Spangled Banner 
 
 EPISODE I. 
 
 The capture of Washington at the battle of Bladensburg 
 
 Scene 1. 
 
 American soldiers pass across the stage. Officers pause in 
 foreground and discuss plans for meeting the British. 
 
 Gen. Winder. I think we need have no fear; the British 
 never will try to take Washington. 
 
 Gen. Stansbury. I'm not so sure of that. I fear we have been 
 altogether too credulous, and the government has greatly failed 
 in providing adequate protection for our fair capital. 
 
 Maj. Pinckney. Sirs, never should we have' allowed the 
 British to pass beyond Nottingham. I tell you the British are 
 coming this way, and fight them we must this verv day, or 
 Washington will lie at their mercy ere night fall. Yonder a 
 mile away lies Bladensburg. Let us form our men there to 
 meet our enemy. 
 
 Gen. Winder. Perhaps it will be just as well to put the men 
 in position, but I think the British are only trying to frighten 
 us. 
 
 Commodore Barney. Think you I would have destroyed all 
 my fair gunboats, had I not known it was either that or turn 
 them over to be turned against us? Here are mv sailor lads 
 ready to fight with the land forces. I say, let us form oti th^ 
 other side of Bladensburg' s orchards which will afford some 
 protection. 
 
 ( Officers start toward their various companies. As they 
 begin to move off the stage some of the men sing to the tune 
 of John Anderson, My Jo. ) 
 
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O, Johnny Bull, my Joe, John, 
 Your Peacocks keep at home. 
 And ne'er let British seamen 
 On a Frolic hither, come. 
 For we've Hornets and we've Wasps, 
 John, who, as you doubtless know. 
 Carry stingers in their tails, 
 O, Johnny Bull, my Joe, John. 
 (When this song is finished another group sings) : 
 Come, ye lads, who wish to shine 
 
 Bright in future story. 
 Haste to arms and form in line 
 
 That leads to martial glory. 
 Beat the drum, the trumpet sound 
 
 Manly and united. 
 Danger face, maintain your ground, 
 
 And see your countrv righted. 
 
 Columbia, when her eagle's roused. 
 
 And her flag is rearing 
 Will always find her sons disposed 
 
 To drub the foe that's daring. 
 Beat the drum, etc. 
 
 Hearts of oak, protect the coast. 
 
 Pour your naval thunder. 
 While on shore a mighty host 
 
 Shall strike the world with wonder. 
 Beat the drum, etc. 
 
 Honor for the brave to share 
 
 Is the noblest booty; 
 
 Guard your rights, protect the fair, 
 
 For that's a soldier's duty. 
 Beat the drum, etc. 
 
 (While this song is being sung the lines are being 
 formed for marching and the last soldiers disappear during the 
 last chorus. Scarcely have thev disappeared when rapid firing 
 and the shouts of the officers are heard. The battle is on. ) 
 
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Scene 2. 
 
 (American soldiers retreating across the stage in great con- 
 fusion. Officers riding about in great excitement.) 
 
 Maj. Piiikney. Men, men! Why this rout! Turn back! 
 Turn back! Every man in line! 
 
 Gen. Winder. No! Let us on to Washington. There we 
 can meet Armstrong. It is useless to meet the enemy again. 
 They far outnumber us. Let us hurry! On to Washington! 
 (Army rushes on in confusion. Barney's sailor coming in 
 last. ) 
 
 Barney. Oh, for more ammunition! We held them at 
 bay until we had nothing more to fight with. Oh, Washing- 
 ton, Washington, fair city, I see thy fate. 
 
 Scene 3. 
 
 (Enter British in pursuit of the disappearing Americans. 
 They are in very hilarious spirits, singing to the tune of The 
 British Grenadiers.) 
 
 Come, come fill up ycur glasses, 
 And drink a health to those 
 Who carry caps and pouches, 
 And wear their looped clothes. 
 Be sure that you give glory 
 To George, our gracious king. 
 "Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row. 
 For the British Grenadiers." 
 
 And when the wars are over, 
 We'll march to beat of drum. 
 The ladies cry, "So, Ho girls. 
 The Grenadiers have come! 
 The Grenadiers who always 
 With love our hearts do cheer. 
 "Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row. 
 For the British Grenadiers." 
 
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1st Soldier (laughing.) Oh! how the Yankees ran. They'll 
 never stop until they reach the other side of the Potomac. 
 
 2nd Soldier. Just like a Yankee when you meet him in the 
 open. 
 
 3rd Soldier. . Wait till we get to Washington, lads! Oh, 
 won't I take home some gold "to deck my Nancy Gay." 
 
 4th Soldier. Ho! yes! Let us on to Washington, and there 
 we'll flout 'em and rout 'em and I dine from the President's 
 chair tonight. 
 
 5th Soldier. And I, I, speak for the hand of the Fair Dolly 
 in a little quadrille tonight. 
 
 6lh Soldier. And the dancing flames of a city burning will 
 light up your festal joy. 
 
 7th Soldier. Ho! Ho! It's on to Washington lads, 
 
 For there's plunder and there's gold, 
 As you've often been told 
 All the food we can hold. 
 Let's get it ere it's cold. 
 
 (British officers conferring in another part of the ground. 
 Major Brown riding up. ) 
 
 Gen. Ross. You' re wounded, Brown ? 
 
 Brown. Only a scratch. General. But where is your horse? 
 
 Ross. On the held, yonder. I just escaped going uncier 
 when it fell. 
 
 Gen. Cockburn. Now, this is my plan, Ross. Let us go on 
 to Washington at once. We need have no fear that the 
 Yankees will rally. They'll never stop running. Our men 
 are aching to sack the city, and at last we have the chance to 
 strike America a killing blow. She has barely finished build- 
 ing her capital city, and it is the pride of the nation. Let us 
 destroy it to the last government building. 
 
 Gen. Ross. Whatever is done must be done today. I know 
 the Yankees well enough to feel sure they will not see their 
 capital desecrated without rallying to its defense. We owe it 
 to our men to let them pillage and carry away what they can. 
 Otherwise Pm not willing to destroy more. 
 
Cockburu. Destroy them utterly, I sav. And especially 
 their precious documents that breathe contempt and hatred of 
 our own great country. We'll destroy them all and break up 
 every printing press. Men, be sure you get all of the C's! 
 No more will Washington papers issue insolent remarks about 
 ME, the great Cockburn of His Majesty's service. (Soldiers 
 cheer). 
 
 Cockburn. Let us start for that seat of Yankee Liberty at 
 once. Form in line men. (Soldiers cheer, and as they form 
 they sing "The Chesapeake and Shannon." All of the time 
 the men are moving into line and keeping in step to the music 
 as they gradually disappear). 
 
 "The Chesapeake so bold 
 Out of Boston, I've been told, 
 Came to take a British Frigate 
 
 Neat and handy O ! 
 While the people of the port. 
 Flocked out to see the sport, 
 With their music playing 
 
 Yankee Doodle Dandy O! 
 
 Now the British Frigate's name 
 Which for the purpose came 
 Of cooling Yankee courage 
 
 Neat and handy O ! 
 Was the Shannon, Captain Broke, 
 Whose crew were heart of oak 
 And for the fighting were confessed 
 
 To be the dandy O ! 
 
 The engagement scarce begun 
 Ere they flinched from their guns. 
 Which at first they thought of working 
 
 Neat and handy O ! 
 Then bold Broke he waved his sword, 
 Crying, "Now, my lads, we'll board 
 And we'll stop their playing 
 
 Yankee Doodle Dandy O!" 
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They no sooner heard the word 
 Than they quickly rushed aboard 
 And hauled down the Yankee ensign 
 
 Neat and handy O ! 
 Notwithstanding all their brag, 
 Now the glorious British flag 
 At the Yankee's mizzen-peak 
 
 Was quite the dandy O ! 
 
 Here's a health "Brave Broke" to you, 
 
 And your officers and crew. 
 
 Who on board the Shannon frigate 
 
 Fought so handy O ! 
 And may it ever prove 
 That in fighting as in love 
 
 The true British tar is the dandy O ! 
 
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INTERLUDE 
 
 The Destruction of the Capitol 
 
 From center enters a fair symbolical figure representing the 
 Capitol. She sounds a golden trumpet and from the opposite 
 direction with graceful swaying step and the waving aloft of 
 green branches appear smaller symbolical figures representing 
 Liberty, Peace, Justice, Law and Progress with her spirits 
 History, Art, Music, Literature, Science, Invention and Com- 
 merce. When they reach the Capitol they all bow low before 
 her, then as they become erect they wave their branches high 
 over their heads and cry: 
 
 "All hail! all hail! to thee, oh, fair, voung mother!" 
 
 ( Again they bow low. ) 
 Capitol. Today, I have called you, my helpers true, 
 
 To learn what are your plans to serve mankind 
 In this your own brave land, America. 
 Liberty. Oh, fair young mother, now in thee I see 
 
 The dream of our dear country's Father Hve, 
 For me he fought and gave his glorious life. 
 Beyond the blue Potomac now he sleeps 
 And thou, his vision bright, art all that's left. 
 To thee for help and guidance all do turn 
 For thou shalt be eternal, oh thou dream 
 Of Washington, preserver of our land. 
 And I, thine eldest daughter, Liberty, 
 Close by thy side will ever stand and guard 
 Most sacredly that priceless right of man. 
 From ignorance and darkness will I free 
 The world and strike the shackles from its hands. 
 Peace. Oh, tender mother, shelter me beneath 
 
 Thine all protecting wing, for I must bleed 
 
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While thine own children fight for freedom's rights. 
 For their own homes— but all my labor's naught; 
 Brave men and women long and pray for me 
 Yet dare not lay down arms until the foe 
 Is harried from the land. Oh, for how long, 
 How long, my country, oh, how long— how long. 
 
 Capitol. Peace, thou hast ever been my dearest child, 
 For without thee naught else can ever be. 
 I'll cherish thee and heaven grant that soon 
 In triumph thou mayst reign eternally. 
 
 Justice. Justice, I'll strive to bring to all the world, — 
 Before my courts the poor shall come and find 
 With the most lofty man, equality; 
 Blind have I ever been in the old world, 
 But now you see my eyes are open wide 
 And truth and right in my sight reigns supreme. 
 
 Law. Here close by Justice will I stand to help 
 
 By righteous laws, the balance of the scales. 
 
 Progress. These, mother, have I gathered in my train 
 To aid me in my work for mankind's good. 
 Their clear and virgin vision reaches far, — 
 Far to the day when our Republic great 
 Shall lead the world in History, and Arts, 
 In Music, Commerce and Literature 
 While wonders Science and Invention work. 
 See, how they bow before thee, mother fair. 
 
 Spirits of Progress (bowing before the Capitol. ) 
 
 All hail ! all hail ! thy helpers true, are we. 
 
 Peace. Oh, mother, mother, see what demons come! 
 With terror quakes my heart! 
 Save me ! Guard me ! 
 
 .All. Oh, Mother Capitol thy children guard! 
 
 (All close in about her as if seeking protection from her 
 spreading wings. Around them in a mad dance circle a large 
 number of boys representing fire demons. Slowly the Capi- 
 tol and her spirits sink lower and lower until they seem to dis- 
 
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appear, while the demons go on with their dance until they 
 disappear on the other side of the pageant grounds. ) 
 
 (Pres. Madison rushes in on the farther side as the fire de- 
 mons attack the Capitol and stands before the tomb of Wash- 
 ington.) 
 
 Madison. Oh, Washington, fair city, must thou fall 
 And I not there to lift a hand to save? 
 Oh, Washington, thy son has failed thy trust! 
 
 (Kneels before the tomb with head bowed as if to shut out 
 the sight of the burning city. ) 
 
 Spirit of Washington (standing all in white silhouette against 
 the gray background of the tomb. ) Didst call my name? 
 Madison. Oh, see! thy city, there 
 
 Is lying low I've broken faith with thee. 
 Spirit of Washington. 
 
 Know' St not my capital immortal is? 
 Like fabled Phoenix, she shall rise again. 
 Yet much must she still suffer e'er she reach 
 Her fullest fame and highest majesty. 
 Throughout her halls disunion false shall stalk 
 And slavery's black stamp shall strike her low; 
 Over her streets echoes of tramping feet 
 Of men shall sound while martial music plays; 
 And then will come the wail of funeral dirge 
 As she black mantled bows in grief and weeps 
 For her lost sons and the broken heart of Peace. 
 But there shall come a day when fiags are furled. 
 And all war's shaciows gone before the dawn; 
 Then shall she rise the fairest queen of light 
 As from the stroke of the enchanter's wanci; 
 The Delphi of the new world shall become. 
 
 (As the Spirit of Washington speaks the Capital and her 
 companions shall slowly rise, the Capital seeming to grow taller 
 and taller as the last four lines are recited, and slowly they will fall 
 back and vanish from view, while Madison and Washington 
 will also silently withdraw.) 
 
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EPISODE 11. 
 Dr. Beanes' Lawn Party at Upper Marlborough 
 
 Scene: Dr. Beanes, a prominent physician of Upper 
 Marlborough, receives his guests on his own lawn. 
 
 Dr. Beanes. Ah! It's good of you, Dr. Hill, to come to 
 my little party. 
 
 Dr. Hill. Great is my pleasure to be here. How are the 
 British soldiers that you were called upon to attend.'' 
 
 Dr. Becmes. Some of those that were wounded in the 
 skirmish at Benedict have very severe injuries. I hope I will 
 be able to pull them through, however. (Turning to greet Mr. 
 and Mrs. Philip Weems. ) How are you Phil.? Mrs. Weems, 
 to grace my lawn with your beauty, were excuse enough for 
 giving a party. 
 
 Mrs. JVeens. The flatterer still; will you never grow old.? 
 
 Dr. Beanes. Must old men, then, lose all appreciation of 
 beauty ? 
 
 (Enter Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Spriggs. ) 
 
 Mrs. Beanes. Oh, Mrs. Spriggs I've just been enjoying 
 the way your Betty dances. She has wonderful grace. 
 
 Mr. Spriggs. That's because she has such a graceful mother, 
 (bowing low to his wife who strikes him with her fan. ) 
 (Enter Mr. Richard West and Gen. Philip Stuart.) 
 
 Dr. Beanes. I'm glad you've come, Dick, my old friend. 
 
 Mr. West. I've brought a friend. Gen. Philip Stuart, of 
 Revolutionary fame who is fighting still in Congress. 
 
 Dr. Beanes. Ah, what is the news, general.? Will Con- 
 gress take drastic measures soon to protect our coast .? 
 
 Gen. Stuart. An apathy seems to hate fallen upon most of 
 the members. They somehow seem to feel a security that the 
 situation does not warrant, and I feel we will dearly pay for it. 
 
 Mr. Weems. Yes, sir, I fear it too. The British fleet is in 
 
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Patuxent river now, and we can rest assured that a blow is go- 
 ing to fall somewhere on our coast. 
 
 Mr. Spy'i^^s. I heard the other day that several regiments 
 of the men that served under Wellington have joined the forces 
 in the Chesapeake. 
 
 Mr. West. Yes, and now that Napoleon has been put down, 
 Great Britain will concentrate all her forces here. 
 
 Gen. Stuart. Yesterday, I heard firing off toward Washing- 
 ten. 1 have the gravest fears for our capital's safety. Even 
 now the British may be there. 
 
 (Ten British stragglers break in upon the party. They seize 
 the arms of the girls and try to lead them on through the 
 dance. The girls scream in terror and the men rush to their 
 aid, but the British soldiers release their hold and start for the 
 tables, where they pounce upon the refreshments and over- 
 turn dishes and chairs. The women flee. ) 
 
 Dr. Beaues. Will you vile ruffians leave my grounds at 
 once? 
 
 Br'i. Soldier. Oh, ho! and who are you, old hunch-backed 
 gray beard ? 
 
 Beanes. Leave at once, or I'll have you arrested. 
 
 (Enter Mr. West with town officers. The British soldiers 
 are seized and dragged off from the lawn, the guests assisting. 
 The largest prisoner is seen to wrest himslf from his captors 
 and make his escape. Dr. Beanes also goes off the stage). 
 
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EPISODE III. 
 
 The Arrest oe Dr. Beanes 
 
 Scene 1. A party of British cavalry led by the escaped 
 soldier appears with the released British soldiers, and Dr. 
 Beanes tied to the back of a bare-backed mule. He is scantily 
 dressed, and is continually struck and jeered by the British. 
 The released soldiers act as though they are suffering from harsh 
 treatment. ) 
 
 First Soldier. .1 was just telling the Captain about the way 
 they hung you up by your hands to that tree there, Davis. 
 
 Davis. By the hands, do you say? No, by my thumbs. 
 They've been pulled out of their joints and are all swollen. 
 
 Another Soldier. And my back is all blisters. 
 
 Soldier (striking Beanes.) There, take that, gray beard, and 
 see if you can learn how to treat His Majesty's soldiers as 
 served under the great Wellington. Oh, we'll teach you 
 Yankees the respect that's coming a British Grenadier. You 
 didn't know we took and sacked Washington yesterday, did 
 you? 
 
 Captain. I'm thinking I'd like that house of yours for my 
 winter headquarters, old Beanes. 
 
 First Soldier. That's right. Captain, and I'll take one of 
 those pretty girls I saw tripping it so lightly this afternoon. 
 Ho! Ho! 
 
 (As they talk they move off the stage and disappear.) 
 
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EPISODE IV. 
 
 Francis Scott Key's Mission to the British Fleet to 
 Obtain the Release of Beanes 
 
 Scene. British sailors on one part of the deck are giving 
 a horn pipe. 
 
 One sailor sings "Jack at Greenwich" while his mate? 
 dance. 
 
 1. We tars are all for fun and glee, — 
 A hornpipe was my notion; 
 Time was I'd dance with any he, 
 That sails the salt sea ocean. 
 
 I'd tip the roll, the slide, the reel, 
 
 Back, forward, in the middle. 
 
 And roast the pig and toe the heel. 
 
 All going with the fiddle. 
 
 But one day told a shot to ram. 
 
 To chase the foe advancing, 
 
 A splinter queered my larboard gam 
 
 And damme! spoiled my dancing 
 
 My dancing, my dancing! my dancing! 
 
 my dancing! 
 A splinter queered my larboard gam. 
 And damme! spoiled my dancing. 
 
 2. "Well, I'm" says I, "no churlish elf, 
 We messmates be all brothers; 
 Tho' I can't have no fun my-self, 
 
 I may make fun for others. 
 
 A fiddle soon I made my own, 
 
 That girls and tars might caper. 
 
 Learned "Rule Britannia," "Bobbing Joan," 
 
 And grov\^ed a decent scraper. 
 
 But just as I'd the knockout got, 
 
 And did it pretty middling, 
 
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I lost my elbow by a shot, 
 
 And damme! spoiled my fiddling. 
 
 My fiddling, my fiddling, my fiddling, my 
 
 fiddling. 
 I lost my elbow by a shot. 
 And damme! spoiled my fiddling. 
 
 (On another part of the deck during this dance is seen 
 Dr. Beanes in the same attire in which he was seized and 
 with his wrists in heavy irons. Around him are sailors 
 jeering and taunting him. In a separate group are the 
 officers Admiral Cochrane, Admiral Cockburn, and Gen. 
 Ross. When the dance ends Francis Scott Key and Col. 
 John S. Skinner, with a flag of truce, clamber over the sides 
 of the ship and are greeted courteously by the British offi- 
 cers.) 
 
 Key. Col. Skinner and myself are come from the seat 
 of our government to inquire into the arrest of Dr. Beanes 
 of Upper Marlborough and to request his release. 
 
 Cochrane. Gentlemen, you may rest assured that his ar- 
 rest was not made with out good reasons and because of 
 these reasons he must undergo the punishment his crimes 
 deserve. 
 
 Key. And will you kindly state those reasons? 
 
 Cockburn. They are these, sirs. Neither our great 
 country nor His Gracious Majesty ever allows an insult 
 nor an injury to one of Britain's soldiers to go unpun- 
 ished. 
 
 Skinner. And what insult or injury has been given? 
 
 Cockburn. What has been given? Do you not call the 
 tortures inflicted on our soldiers who happened to be pass- 
 ing through Marlborough injuries and insults? 
 
 Skinner. And if none were inflicted? 
 
 Ross. None were inflicted? Haven't we the soldiers*^ 
 own testimony? 
 
 Skinner. Yes, and that of no other. 
 
 Ross. It is enough, and he must pay the penalty. To- 
 morrow morning at sunrise he will swing from the yard- 
 arm there. You'll have the pleasure of seeing the kind of 
 revenge England demands. 
 
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(Soldiers still taunting Beanes in another part of the ship.) 
 
 Soldiers. Ho, ho! you hear that old Boston pork and 
 beans? 
 
 Key. Is that justice to condemn a man without giving 
 him a fair hearing? 
 
 Cochrane. The offence is evident. 
 
 Key. Perhaps I could show you another side would you 
 but choose to see it. Col. Skinner here has letters from 
 those who were present at Dr. Beanes' when your soldiers 
 were placed on arrest. 
 
 Skinner. Here are the letters. They show you the oth- 
 er side but as they are all from Americans, you will prob- 
 ably think them as prejudiced as we think the testimony 
 of your men. (Cochrane looks over the letters.) 
 
 Key. But I have other letters here which are not from 
 Americans but from some of your own men whom you left 
 wounded near Marlborough. Surely you will believe their 
 testimonials. 
 
 Cochrane. They are false. (Takes them and examines 
 them). 
 
 Key. No, you can see for yourself the signatures and 
 the seals. Will you note in this one the high feeling and 
 regard your young lieutenant feels for this Dr. Beanes, 
 and here are the words of Col. Brow^i of your 44th regiment 
 "Never have I known a kinder nor a more sympathetic 
 man even in my own land. Dr. Beanes took me into his 
 home and cured the wounds from which I would have died 
 had lesser skill dealt with them." 
 
 Cochrane. It is possible, Ross, we have made a mistake. 
 
 Ross. You have the story from the men who were so 
 mistreated. 
 
 Key. Also you have a totally different character des- 
 cribed to you by your own men and by men of higher 
 rank. If you will glance over that list of names appended 
 to Col. Brown's letter you will find that Dr. Beanes per- 
 sonally cared for twenty-five British soldiers and that, too, 
 when all of his time was needed in caring for his own woun- 
 ded countrymen, and all of this he did without any hope 
 of reward, even knowing that perhaps the next day some 
 •of your marauding bands would come and destroy his 
 
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home. But, unselfishly, he gave his time, his skill and 
 even his home and money that he might comfort and heal 
 the unfortunate soldiers of an enemy. And this is his re- 
 ward ! There he stands shackled, a man who never harm- 
 ed a fellowman, — his very gentleness and meekness being 
 reviled by your soldiers. Cannot you see that the pre- 
 posterous acts your few drunken soldiers attributed to 
 Dr. Beanes would be inconceivable to a man who could 
 treat the enemy's wounded as he has done? 
 
 Cochrane. From these letters I'm sure a mistake has 
 been made; I will release Dr. Beanes at once and ask you 
 and him to dine with me today. 
 
 Key. I thank you, sir. 
 
 Cochrane. I am sorry however to inform you that it 
 will be necessary for us to detain you here a few days until 
 the completion of one of our plans . I assure you that 
 everything will be done for yours and Col. Skinner's comfort. 
 Your quarters will be on board the ship "Surprise" com- 
 manded by my son, Sir Thos. Cochrane. My own ship is 
 too over-crowded to accomodate you. You will have to 
 remain with us, at the most, but a very few days. Boat- 
 swain, give the order for dinner. 
 
 Boatswain, (blowing a whistle upon hearing which the 
 sailors who have been dancing and working in another part 
 of the deck come forward.) 
 
 See that the table's set and dinner served. 
 
 (The officers, Key and Skinner walk to another part of 
 the deck and draw Beanes aside while the sailors who are 
 preparing the table sing the following chanty as they 
 work.) 
 
 Let the Bullgine Run. 
 Chanty i. Oh, the smartest vessel you can find. 
 Chorus Ah ho, way-o, are you most done, 
 
 Chanty Is the Marg'ret Evans of the Blue Cross line^ 
 
 Chorus So clear the track, let the bullgine run. 
 
 Tibby hey, rig-a-jig in a jaunting car. 
 Ah ho, way-o, are you most done. 
 With Eliza Lee all on my knee, 
 So clear the track, let the bullgine run. 
 Chanty 2. Oh, the Marg'ret Evans of the Blue Cross line^ 
 
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Chorus Ah, ho, wayo, are you most done, 
 
 Chanty She's never a day behind her time. 
 
 Chorus So clear the track, let the bullgine run. 
 
 Tibby hey, rig-a-jig, etc., 
 77ie Chanty 3. Oh, shake her, wake her before we're gone, 
 Chorus Ah ho, wayo, are you most done, 
 
 l^/ie Chanty Oh fetch that girl with the blue dress on. 
 Chorus So clear the track, let the bullgine run. 
 
 Tibby hey, rig-a-jig, etc. 
 
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EPISODE V. 
 
 General Armistead's Preparations for the Defense of 
 
 Baltimore 
 
 A?'mistead. I feel certain that the British will next at- 
 tack Baltimore. Our best means of defense lies in strength- 
 ening Forts Mc Henry and Covington. If we can keep 
 the enemy from passing these forts, Baltimore is safe for 
 their land forces cannot harm the city without the aid of 
 the fleet. 
 
 Nickolson. Prevent them from passing the forts, we 
 must. The disaster of Bladensburg and the destruction 
 of Washington must be retrieved. 
 
 Webster. I have learnt that the British have left the 
 Patuxent River and I have no doubt we will soon see them 
 in the Patapsco. 
 
 Armistead. If we do not succeed in driving the fleet 
 back, our country's cause will be lost, for should they take 
 Baltimore you would see a large British army marching up 
 the Hudson to meet another from Canada. Fellow officers, 
 we must never let them pass the forts. I'd rather die and 
 lose my last man than see Baltimore fall. 
 
 Others. And I, and I. 
 
 (A messenger, named Bird rushes in and delivers papers 
 to Armistead.) 
 
 Bird. I bring you a message from the War Department. 
 The British enemy are entering the mouth of the Patapsco 
 now with a large fleet! Gen. Ross with thousands of men 
 is landing on the coast ! The decks are crowded with men 
 in bright armor which make a splendid but fearful sight! 
 They far out-number us, — it is better to surrender ere the 
 fight begins and thus spare the lives of the soldiers. Thus 
 runs the message I was ordered to bring to you in all 
 haste. 
 
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Armistead. You hear that, comrades? Shall we weakly 
 submit and lay down our arms? 
 
 Smith, (a veteran of the revolution) No, a thousand 
 times, no ! Let them advance in all their haughty English 
 pride, they'll find their safety but on the ocean's tide. 
 
 Strieker. I fought against the Briton foe when our in- 
 dependence was won; now I am old but in my veins the 
 blood mounts high and my pulse throbs to be again of 
 service to my country. I have not long to live; let me 
 unsheath my sword and meet them once more ere I die 
 and should I fall, glorious would be my dying. 
 
 Smith. Brother in arms, thy sparkling eye looks young, 
 We must prove the valor of our years and remove the stain 
 produced by Hull when he so weakly surrendered Detroit. 
 People say that he who in youth bore himself so bravely 
 failed there because his heart was old. To us it now be- 
 longs to show the world that to an old veteran there is no 
 inusic like the cannon's roar. 
 
 Newcomb. There can be no turning back. 
 
 Webster. Only show us our places and we'll defend them 
 to the last. 
 
 Armistead. Brothers, I thank you. You knew my 
 heart ; this is the hour to test the soul. If we fail I shall be 
 court martialled but, God-willing, we shall not fail. Ah, 
 think how honorable to die in the defense of our altars and 
 uor homes. May heaven bless your arms. Ah, look I here, 
 comes the flag I ordered for Ft. McHenry. 
 
 (Enter Mrs. Pinkersgill and her daughter, Mrs. Caroline 
 Purdy, accompanied by some girls bearing a flag — the origi- 
 nal Star-Spangled Banner.) 
 
 Mrs. Pinkersgill, Here, Gen. Armistead, is the flag you 
 ordered for the fort that is to defend our homes. Four 
 long days and nights until two o'clock have I and my 
 daughter sewed upon it, but the labor has been joy for we 
 were given the privilege to do something for our country. 
 
 Mrs. Purdy. The flag is so large my mother could find 
 no room large enough to spread it fully out except the malt 
 house of Claggitt's Brewery. There she knelt as she placed 
 its fifteen stars. You'll have to admit that at least for 
 once a brewery has been turned to good purpose. 
 
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Mrs. Pinkersgill. Spread out the flag, my helpers, and 
 let the soldiers view it. (As the girls form in position with 
 the flag spread out among them the soldiers press around.) 
 
 Armistead. Defenders of the soil, behold the flag of 
 Ft. McHenry! To us it is given to protect with our lives. 
 The British come to ravish our city and with their vandal 
 torch consume it as they did Washington. Your wives, 
 your mothers, your sisters, your sweethearts tremblingly 
 await to see what souls you are. 
 
 (The soldiers cheer and sing). 
 
 Soldiers. In Freedom we're born, and like 
 Sons of the brave 
 Will never surrender. 
 But swear to defend her. 
 And scorn to survive, if unable to save. 
 
 Armistead. Men, I feel that God will be with us all 
 when we go into this battle. Come we'll go and place this 
 flag now over the fort and get ready for action. Fall in 
 line. 
 
 (The band begins to play "Hail Columbia" and the sol- 
 diers sing as they fall in line and march off.) 
 
 1. Hail Columbia, happy land! 
 
 Hail ye heroes, heaven-born band. 
 Who fought and bled in freedom's cause 
 Who fought and bled in freedom's cause. 
 And when the storm of war was gone. 
 Enjoyed the peace your valor won; 
 Let independence be your boast, 
 Ever mindful what it cost. 
 Ever grateful for the prize. 
 Let its altar reach the skies. 
 
 Chorus 
 
 Firm united let us be 
 Rallying round our liberty 
 As a band of brothers joined, 
 Peace and safety we shall find. 
 
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2. Immortal patriots, rise once more! 
 Defend your rights, defend your shore; 
 Let no rude foe with impious hand. 
 Let no rude foe with impious hand, 
 Invade the shrine where sacred Hes 
 Of soil and blood the well-earned prize; 
 While offering peace, sincere and just, 
 In heav'n we place a manly trust, 
 That truth and justice may prevail. 
 And every scheme of bondage fail. 
 
 Chorus. 
 
 3. Sound, sound the trump of fame! 
 Let Washington's great name 
 Ring through the world with loud applause f 
 Pang through the world with loud applause! 
 Let every clime to freedom dear 
 Listen with a jovful ear; 
 With equal skill, with steady power, 
 lie governs in the fearful hour 
 Cf horrid war, or guides with ease 
 1 he happier time of honest peace. 
 
 Chorus. 
 
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EPISODE VI. 
 The Bombardment of Fort McHenry 
 
 (In the background the boatswain's whistle is heard then 
 the cry, "A-a-11 ha-a-a-nds, up anchor a-ho-o-y, Yo-he-e-a, 
 Watch ho! watch! Lay her a-hold, a-hold." 
 
 Again the soldiers chant the first stanza of "Let theBull- 
 gine Run." 
 
 Chanty. Oh, the smartest vessel you can find. 
 Chorus. Ah ho, way-o, are you most done. 
 Chanty. Is the Marg'ret Evans of the Blue Cross line. 
 Chorus. So clear the track, let the bullgine run. 
 Tibby hey, rig-jig in a jaunting car. 
 Ah ho way-o, are you most done, 
 With Eliza Lee all on my knee, 
 So clear the track, let the bull-gine run. , 
 
 (As this is sung the boatswain gives his orders. Wiien 
 the song ceases the band plays "The Girl I Left Behind Me\ 
 in the distance, while up from below unto the deck comes 
 Francis Scott Key, Col. Skinner, and Dr. Beanes with a 
 guard of British sailors and marines. They stand looking 
 off into the background as if they were watching the 
 British ships depart. Then they turn and gaze in the 
 direction of Ft. McHenry.) 
 
 • Key. Oh, what a splendid sight, yet to me it can be 
 nothing but terrible, terrible! See, see, comrades, all the 
 British ships, — how assuringly they breast the tide. They 
 breathe the very spirit of their arrogant cohimanders. 
 
 Skinner. Did you hear Gen. Ross boast that he did not 
 care if it rained militia he would dine in Baltimore tonight 
 and make it his winter headquarters? 
 
 Beanes. Yes, and Cochrane promised him that he should 
 be the knight of Baltimore. 
 
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Skinner. Truly? I wonder if they ever heard the old 
 adage about counting your chickens? 
 
 Beanes. No, a Britisher could never apply that to him- 
 self. 
 
 Brit, sailor. You're right there, Beaner, he never has to. 
 He always knows. (Sailors laugh boisterously.) 
 
 Key. (to his companions) Perhaps their over-assurance 
 \Adll make them not quite so careful in grasping every advan- 
 tage. They all feel that the thing can be as easily done as 
 was the taking of Washington. That, easy victory, though, 
 may be the cause of their ruin. The Americans now real- 
 ize just how much danger they are in. 
 
 Skinner. But look at the size of that fleet, and Ross 
 landed 9000 men to attack Baltimore in the rear. The 
 Americans can't possibly have more than half that number. 
 
 Key. And there lies little Ft. McHenry with t'ne fate 
 of the nation in her handful of guns. They are good and 
 well set but they cannot fire more than two miles while the 
 British guns can fire from a distance of two and a half miles. 
 They will be able to keep out of the fort's range. 
 
 (Firing is heard in the distance toward Ft. McHenry. 
 This firing continues at intervals throughout the scene. 
 Occasionally red rockets flare up.) 
 
 Key. The battle's begun. Oh, Armistead, your hour 
 has come to prove yourself in the same class with the im- 
 mortal Lawrence and the great Commodore Perry. Oh, 
 don't give up the fort ! Fire, fire, oh, return their deadly 
 shots ! 
 
 Brit. Sailor. Oh, ho! They are going to surrender with 
 out firing a shot. Brave countrymen you've got! 
 
 Skinner. It would be useless for the Americans to fire. 
 The ships are not in range. 
 
 Beanes. Armistead is wise. He would only waste his 
 ammunition. He will fire if they give him opportunity. 
 
 Key. See, the enemy's ships are drawing nearer the 
 fort. Oh, will it surrender. The ships are creeping closer, 
 closer. Now they fire a whole broadside. But look, the 
 fort answers them. Oh, Armistead, you are there. Steady, 
 steady, pour the broadsides into them. See! The Bri- 
 
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tish fall back to their old position in haste. Oh, glorious,, 
 glorious, Armistead! Well done, well done! 
 
 Skinner. The British will never take the fort if they re- 
 main at that range for even though some of their balls fall 
 within the walls they will do little damage. But they'll 
 not approach so near again unless they do it under cover of 
 the darkness tonight. 
 
 Key. It grows so dark now I cannot see anything dis- 
 tinctly. 
 
 Beanes. But the firing grows more terrible. I would 
 that we could see. This is maddening. 
 
 Skinner. The fort is returning the fire. I am weary 
 with this long and anxious watching I must have rest, I 
 think I will go below and sleep. 
 
 Beanes. And so will I. I have lived in such torment all 
 the days of my captivity that I am utterly worn out. 
 
 Key. I could not sleep. I will stay here and watch 
 and pray. 
 
 (All go below leaving Key pacing the deck alone.) 
 Key. Twilight has now withdrawn his ling'ring ray 
 
 And night doth throw her sable cloak o'er all, 
 Yet is the dark made hideous and wild 
 By bombs fierce shrieks and rockets crimson 
 glare. 
 
 (He leans far out over the deck's railing then begins to 
 pace the deck. Just then the bombardment becomes more 
 terrible and the groans of the dying and the shouts of men 
 are heard in the far distance.) 
 
 I hear the groans of dying men, but whose? 
 
 Come they from Ft. McHenry or the ships? 
 
 Oh, not to know I Oh, not to know! to know! 
 
 That is the terror, horror, of it all. 
 
 Now Pandemonium rules o'er the world; 
 
 The very Earth disgorges shot and shell; 
 
 The heav'ns glow a solid wall of flame, 
 
 The angry sea is lashed to foaming waves 
 
 Which toss my ship as though 'twere in a storm. 
 
 But whence come all those groaning cries of death ?' 
 
 Oh, not to know, that is the agony! 
 
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(He covers his face with his hands and stands motion- 
 less. Suddenly the firing ceases.) 
 
 Oh, hark! the firing's ceased, — the battle's o'er, — 
 But who, oh, who has won — whose flag still waves? 
 In yonder fort my countrymen know all; 
 Do their sad hearts lie bleeding as does mine. 
 Or are they filled with joy of victory? 
 Does our own flag still wave beneath the stars? 
 Oh, not to know! Oh not to know! to know! 
 Oh, stars, can you not send a message down 
 To heal my bleeding heart and throbbing brain? 
 Oh, Lord, thou God of Hosts! All knowing One, 
 Thou that hast made our nation free and great 
 Preserve us yet, be with us yet, O Lord. 
 
 (During last three lines Key has sunk down upon his 
 knees. When he finishes the prayer he remains kneeling, 
 Jiis face in his hands.) 
 
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INTERLUDE II 
 The Dance of the Spirits of the Mists and of the Dawn 
 
 As Key kneels on the deck music begins to play softly 
 and in front of him the spirits of the mists steal silently 
 with a graceful undulating dance. Suddenly a flash of 
 gold divides them, then a flash of rose, the spirits of the 
 dawn have come. The flag is hoisted in the distance over 
 Ft. McHenry and a living flag composed of hundreds of 
 school-children appears at one side of the pageant ground 
 between Key and Ft. McHenry. Key still leaning eagerly 
 over the deck's edge sees it andin ecstasy reaches out to it. 
 Then he seizes a pencil and an old letter from his pocket 
 and writes rapidly. Soon he reads: 
 
 "Oh! say can you see by the dawn's early light. 
 
 What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last 
 gleaming ! 
 
 Whose broad Stripes and bright Stars thro' the peri- 
 lous fight 
 
 O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly 
 streaming ? 
 
 And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in 
 air ! 
 
 Gave proof through the night that our Flag was still 
 there : 
 
 Oh! say does that Star-Spangled Banner yet wave, 
 
 O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! 
 
 (Instantly when he finishes reading the first stanza a 
 great chorus takes it up and the triumphant notes swell out 
 upon the air. When the first stanza is finished the rest are 
 taken up to the end.) 
 
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2, On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the 
 
 deep, 
 Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes 
 What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering 
 
 steep. 
 As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? 
 Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam. 
 In full glory reflected, now shines in the stream; 
 And the Star-Spangled Banner, 
 
 Oh! long may it wave, 
 O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave I 
 
 3. And where is that band who so vauntingly swore, 
 That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, 
 A home and a country should leave us no more? 
 Their blood has washed out their foul footstep's po- 
 llution ! 
 
 No refuge could save the hireling and slave. 
 From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave; 
 And the Star-Spangled Banner in triumph doth wave 
 O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave I 
 
 4 O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand. 
 
 Between their lov'd homes and the war's desolation; 
 Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n-res- 
 
 cued land 
 Praise the pow'r that hath made and preserved us a 
 
 nation. 
 Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, 
 And this be our motto:-" In God is our trust;" 
 And the Star-Spangled Banner in triumph shall wave 
 O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave 1 
 
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EPISODE VII. 
 "Does That Star-Spangled Banner yet Wave?" 
 
 As the last words of the song are sung the symboHcal 
 figures of Interlude I, Capitol, now typifying Columbia, 
 Liberty, Peace, Justice, Law, and Progress with her spirits 
 History, Art, Music, Literature, Science, Invention, and 
 Commerce group themselves on a platform in the back- 
 ground while in front of them in the background are grouped 
 the spirits of the mists and of the dawn. 
 
 Across the front of the pageant ground pass distinct 
 groups of children representing all of the different nation- 
 alities in Madison. They are dressed, in the folk costume 
 of their native countries. At the same time the different 
 groups give a typical national folk dance at the conclusion 
 of which they ah stand with hands clasped, thus showing 
 that in America the German, the English, the French, the 
 Irish, the Italian, the Greek, the Jew, the Norwegian, the 
 Swede, and all other nationalities represented, have become 
 united into the American with all of the old-world preju- 
 dices forgotten. Together with the children of the living 
 flag they sing Frederick Manly's "To America." 
 
 1. Our souls are thine, dear Fatherland, 
 Our lives we dedicate to thee; 
 Beneath thy stars thy children stand 
 In northern field and orient land. 
 Enfolded in thy liberty. 
 
 In liberty! In liberty! 
 
 And each is emper'r of the hours. 
 
 And bringeth from them tares or flowers. 
 
 As he shall rule his destiny. 
 
 2. For Thee our eyes with blessing shine; 
 Our purest pray'rs are all for thee; 
 
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Republic mighty, freedom's shrine, 
 Our fathers' lives were wholly thine, 
 And we will give our lives for thee, 
 O dearest Fatherland, for thee. 
 And for thy love-awakened light 
 Wherewith thou'st lead us from the night 
 To the radiance of Liberty. 
 
 Coliiinbia. To all the world have I stood beckoning. 
 
 And from the earth's four corners have you come 
 
 My children, here to find a freer land. 
 
 Nor came you empty-handed, all alone, 
 
 But bearing here the old world's garnered lore 
 
 Bringing a vision longing to be born; 
 
 My thinkers, workers, prophets, you've become. 
 
 Into my lap you have bestowed your all, 
 
 And back to you I give free air for hopes, - 
 
 Protection from oppression's deadly sting. 
 
 Here may you labor and fulfill your dreams 
 
 While I hold out my hands with prayer and 
 
 faith 
 For our fair land — tomorrows' light and hope. 
 
 (Enter a herald running.) 
 
 Herald. I come, Columbia, with message dread. 
 War's fearful demon lifts his gory head 
 And shakes blood drops o'er Europe's fertile 
 
 lands. 
 The earth is full of wrath and seas toss dark 
 As clashing nations arm themselves to fight 
 Their brother-men that lately clasped their 
 
 hands. 
 Forgotten all their pledges made to Peace. 
 Forgotten all their gentle arts of Peace, 
 Forgotten all their fields of waving grain. 
 Forgotten all man's rights to life and home. 
 While at the desolate hearth sits the one 
 Who suffers most, as weeping sore she gives 
 All that her heart holds dear as food for War. — 
 War, that blood-monster fell, with deadly arms, 
 
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That devasting strides and stalks the land 
 And leaves where'er his foot-falls chance to light 
 Dire desolation and a blood-drenched field. 
 Columbia. Most dreadful is the message you have brought. 
 It shudders through the land from East to West 
 As a low, rumbling roar of earth-quake shock. 
 My people rouse and start and look around, 
 But Wilson guides the helm with steady hand, 
 And e'en when sorrow strikes him to the heart 
 He writes his mediation messages 
 To lead the hostile nations back to Peace. 
 But War will not as yet be thus put down 
 And sorrowing America stands by 
 While cannon's roar echoes through-out the 
 
 world. 
 Now other flags are battle torn and stained, 
 But ours waves o'er a land of arts and trade 
 And happy working men and women while 
 The merry children all unconscious play. 
 What means my starry flag with its broad 
 
 stripes 
 To all the people in this wide free land? 
 Do hearts beat high when its folds catch the 
 
 breeze, 
 Or when 'tis carried through the passing 
 
 throngs? 
 Go, herald, swift, show me my peoples' love 
 For their Star-Spangled Banner waving there 
 That I may know it has not all been vain — 
 The dream, the throes, the lives, the sacrifice 
 Of those who builded this, our mighty land. 
 
 (The herald hastens out and soon returns with a large 
 American flag. He is followed by groups of men and 
 women representing the various industries of Madison. 
 After them the Hving flag advances into the foreground. 
 Led by the herald and chorus all of the pageanters and au- 
 dience join in singing "The Star-Spangled Banner" and as 
 the song draws to a close they all form into a procession 
 and march from the grounds. 
 
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