PRICE TWENTY-FIVE CENTS SOME NEW PLAYS "^ MOLLY BAWN. 35 cents* A comedy drama in 4 acts, by Maris Doran. 7 male, 4 female characters (or by doubling, 5 male and 3 female). Time, about 2 hours. Based upon incidents from a story by "The Duchess." The story is woven aboat Eleanor Masserene {Molly Bawn), whose mother eloped with a young Irishman, •which has so embittered her grandfather that he disinherited her. After many years of loneliness he sends for Molly. How the coquettish heiress wins the hard, old man, is worked out in the play sometimes in a comedy setting and again in strong dramatic tenseness. $10.00 royalty per performance by ajnateurs. •UNACQUAINTED WITH WORK; or. Married In Thirty Days. 23 cents. A comedy in 5 acts, by O. E. Young. 6 male, 6 female charac- ters. I interior scene. Time, 2 hours. Charles Chester, a young man of leisure, succeeds in running up several bills. At last his landlord, _/<2C^i^ Sharp, threatens to imprison him unless his board bill is paid. His aunt's promise to help him out for the last time if he marries within thirty days forces him to propose to every girl he meets, which naturally gets him into more trouble. Through his effort to get out of the tangle many funny situations arise. Among the characters are a very funny chamber- maid and her sweetheart, a darkey cook, a comical bellhop, a clever detective, etc. "^ArWAIT AND SEE, 25 cents, a comedy-drama in 3 acts, by Helen C. Clifford. 7 males, 7 females, i easy interior. Time, i'/^ hours. At a week end party one of the guests endeavors to purloin an important document, compelling a girl over whom he believes he has control to assist him. While they are trying to open the safe they are discovered by the butler who proves to be an old trusted retainer of the girl's father. Although the man tries to fasten the guilt upon the butler and the girl, he is unsuccessful and a happy climax is reached. Among others it has] an excellent soubretie role. *WIVES .ON A STRIKE. 25 cents, a comedy in 3 acts, by Lillian Sutton Pelee. 6 male, 7 or more female characters. Time, 3 hours. 3 interior scenes. Costumes varied. At a meeting cf the Wives Welfare Club, it is decided to "go on Strike'' and /ane Spink is to make the test case. The wives' grievances greatly amuse Betty, a bride of 33 days, wiio boasts of her husband's angelic qualities. Her first offence of having supper late causes such a row that Betty also decides to *'go on strike." Betty''s scheme to make her husband change his set ideas about -woman s rights is the cause of all the mix-up. How the strike is won and the hus- bands taken back is cleverlydepicted in the play. A parrot who swears at the right moment adds to the funny situations. TirHIS SISTERS* 2S cents. A farce in i act; by Beulah King, i m.ile, and 8 female characters ^ org female characters as the male may easily be impersonated by a female character, i interior. Time, 30 minutes. Three sisters, who adore their handsome older brother, secretly plot to have him marry their particular friends* How their plans are all upset and matters finally smoothed out is cleverly told in this play. ^SUITED AT LAST. 2S cents, a sketch in i act, by Elizabeth TJrquhakt. 7 females and a discharged soldier. i interior. Time, about 40 minutes. Dorothy, a newly-wed wife, is in search of a cook; her mother, her chum, her Aunt Jane give much advice as to how she shall interview the various applicants, in fact, so much so, that Dorothy is utterly confused and finally engages just what Jier husband has advised from the beginning. •ENCORES AND EXTRAS. 35 cents. a collection of short mono- logues suitable particularly for encores, but are available for any occasion to fill in for a few minutes ; contains black-face, Hebrew, a fond mother, a rube monologue, etc. V -^GORGEOUS CECILE. The. 2S cents, a comedy in 3 acts, by Beulah King. 4 male, 5 female characters, i interior. Time, 2 hours. Max, the son of a wealthy widower, notwithstanding the schemes of his father and aunts, has remained obdurate to all of their matrimonial plans. Upon his return home for a visit, he finds, as usual, a girl whom it is hoped will subjugate him, but the hopes are irustrated, as it is " The Gorgeous Cecile" to whom he turns. The parts are all good and well contrasted, with sparkling dialogue and plenty of action. , MADAME G. WHILIKENS* BEAUTY PARLOR. 2S cents. An original entertainment in 2 acts, by Viola Gardner Brow^n, for 12 (or less) female characters, i interior scene. Time if played straight about 50 minutes. Avery comi- cal travesty on a beauty parlor during a busy day. Introducing among others^ Frenchi Irish, colored,. rube character, two salesladies, alJ strongly contrasted. ' ¥ THAT PARLOR MAID A COMEDY IN THREE ACTS By HELEN C. CLIFFORD 'Author of " Wait and See,'' "Alice s Blighted Profession,'- "Whose Widow," etc. Copyright, 1922, by Fitzgerald Publishing Corporation ^sp Fitzgerald Publishing Corporation Successor to Dick & Fitzgerald 18 Vesey Street New York NOTE i^The moving picture and professional acting rights of this play are expressly reserved by the publish- ers, to whom theatrical managers who wish to produce it should apply. Amateur representation may be made without such application and without charge. ,L7dsTr That Parlor Maid CHARACTERS Mrs. Hamilton Tlie liostess Bob Hamilton Her son EsTELLE Hamilton Her daughter Uncle John Her hrother-in-laiv Archie Estelle's fiance Drusilla Hopkins A young poetess Jim Clark In love with Estelle Mrs. Jones A guest Cecil Jones Her husband Anna The parlor maid RosiE The cook FiDO Uncle John's dog Time : — The present. Locality : — Summer cottage in the Adirondacks. Time of Playing: — About an hour and a half; by Anna introducing songs and dances it can be lengthened as desired. 2 SEP 30 1922 That Parlor Maid COSTUMES AND CHARACTERISTICS Mrs. Hamilton. A middle-aged society woman, proud of family and detests anything vulgar. At first entrance she is dressed in street attire. During the remainder of the play she wears neat, modern dresses. Bob. a 3^oung man of about 30, tall, handsome, and very democratic. EsTELLE. A beautiful young girl of 22, inclined to be snobbish. Wears pretty dresses. On last entrance she wears a stylish traveling suit. Uncle John. A jolly bachelor of about 35. His dog, Fido, is always at his heels. Archie. A rather insipid youth of about 25. Wears yellow spats and also carries a monocle. Drusilla Hopkins. A typical old maid type, about 35, very solemn expression. She is old fashioned in looks and dress. At first entrance she wears a hat and wrap, second entrance a very unbecoming dress. In Act III she wears outdoor clothes and carries a valise. On last entrance in Act III she wears a stylish dress and looks very chic. Jim Clark. Young man of about 28, handsome in a coarse way — has an air of a man-about-town. Mrs. Jones. A middle-aged woman who loves scandal, Mr. Cecil Jones. A middle-aged henpecked husband. Anna. A handsome, jolly, all-round attractive girl of about 28. At first entrance she is poorly, though neatly clad in street attire, veil drawn over her face, carries a large valise. After Mrs. Hamilton engages her she wears the regular maids' costume. Her valise should contain several cheap, but flashy gowns, supposed to be dance hall dresses ; these dresses she does not wear. RosiE. A rather stout cook. Wears a large kitchen apron, flour daubed on hands and face. There are no extraordinary costumes necessary for the male characters ; any neat suits will do. That Parlor Maid INCIDENTAL PROPERTIES Cigarettes for Bob. Book for ESTELLE. ' The dog, Fido, for Uncle John. A large hand-bag or valise containing several cheap but flashy gowns, tea wagon on which there are cups, etc., and feather duster for Anna. Vanity bag containing powder puff, and telegram for Mrs. Hamilton. Valise for Drusilla. Monocle for Archie. Mournful record and jazz records for the Victrola. STAGE DIRECTIONS As seen by a performer on the stage facing the audi- ence, R. means right hand; l., left hand; c, center of stage; D. c, door in center of rear wall; d. r., door at right ; D. l., door at left of stage. Up means toward back of stage; DOWN, toward footlights. That Parlor Maid ACT I SCENE. — Living-room of Mrs. Hamilton's summer cottage in the Adirondacks. Late afternoon. The furnishings and furniture must he suitable for a summer cottage. Rustic table down c. with chairs R. and L. Other rustic chairs placed about as de- sired. Doors at r. and l. Another door in c. of rear wall opening in from the hallway. If desired an open fireplace at l. There is a settle near fire- place L. A couch is at r., bookcase near couch. Victrola and record cabinet down r. A jazz record is hidden behind bookcase. Portrait of a man of colonial days hangs over d. r. On the table are papers, books, letters, magazines, etc. Vases of flowers on bookcase, table, etc. DISCOVERED EsTELLE on settle l., book in hand and Bob sitting R., smoking. EsTELLE. I think it shocking the manner in which you treated Belle last night. Bob (surprised). Shocking? Ye gods and little fishes ! And they call this a free country ! I was obliged to grin and make myself agreeable to a most uninterest- ing bud, when all around me there were so many beauties in whose sunshine I longed to bask. EsTELLE (horrified). Bob!! How can you refer to Belle in that way? Why, her family is one Bob (holds up hand) . Stop ! If you utter that phrase again I think I will — eh — eh — eh — OH! I don't know what I shall do, but I tell you this much I am gosh darn sick pf hearing that said in this family. Why, ever 5 6 That Parlor Maid since my dancing school days mother has said {Imitates mother) " Remember, Bob, make yourself agreeable; her family is one of the oldest and richest in the country.'* (Throws self on couch, lights cigarette) EsTELLE. You certainly are in a most disagreeable mood to-day. Bob {walks up and down stage). Perhaps I am. But I tell you, sis, being in the army and rubbing elbows with so many different fellows has taught me that in the middle and poorer classes there are as many fine people as there are in our set. EsTELLE. That was one of the things I detested about the war ; all classes were thrown together. I could never understand why each class was not kept in its proper sphere. Bob (laughs). Estelle, you are one of the biggest little snobs in five states. EsTELLE (indignant). Bob! Bob. Don't stare at me so, you are, and so was I before the war. It is not our fault — it is simply what we were taught from infancy. Estelle, do you know, I am beginning to think that shop girls and day laborers get more out of life than either you or I. Estelle. How absurd! I am rather satisfied with my life. Bob. But are you? Now own up, wouldn't you like it if Archie was to make love to you differently, say — a little cave man stuff would put some spice into it. Estelle (haughtily). Bob, I would appreciate it if you would not discuss my affairs. Bob (shrugs shoulders). I will jolly well suit myself when it comes to marrying. Estelle. You are a Hamilton, therefore you will not. For generations Hamiltons have been marrying into the best of families, regardless of ENTER Mrs. Hamilton d. c. Briskly goes to table, looks through letters, paper, etc. Mrs. Hamilton (sits near table). We had the most That Parlor Maid 7 interesting meeting to-day. We read quite a few of Drusilla Hopkins' poems. I certainly hope she will accept my invitation to visit us. Bob. And if you can depend on Uncle John's de- scription, I, for one, will be delighted with her presence. She must be some looker. Mrs. Hamilton. Bob ! I wish you would choose your words more carefullj^, and why do you always look for beauty of face instead of first finding out the social standing EsTELLE. And who ever heard of a clever woman being pretty. Uncle John was up to one of his pranks when he told you she was beautiful. Bob {disgusted) . Oh, you women make me sick ; there you go and spoil everything. (Estelle shrugs shoulders, picks up book idly, turns pages. Bob dreamily smokes cigarette. Mrs. Hamilton reads letter) Mrs. Hamilton (excited). Listen, children, Drusilla has accepted and will arrive on the 5 : 30! (Deep voice singing and whistling heard off stage) ENTER Uncle John d. c. Dog at heels. Stops short when he sees occupants of room. Uncle John. Oh, hello, everyone! Well, Meg, what's the good news? Is she coming? Mrs. Hamilton (talks quickly). John, I wish you would not call me Meg— and will you ever be serious! You seem never to remember that you are a Hamilton — look at your appearance — and who are you referring to as she ? Uncle John (falls in chair overcome). Whew! That was a long one. (Raises hand, mock oath) I promise on this, the seventh day of July, to become as .solemn as death itself. (To dog) Lie down, Pido, have you no manners at all ? I am surprised at you, you a Hamilton, the idea! (To Mrs. Hamilton) To correct my appear- ance — (Straightens tie, rubs spot on coat) And she is Drusilla Hopkins. 8 That Parlor Maid Bob (quickly). Oh Uncle John, she is coming — and' isn't she pretty? Uncle John (to dog). Do you hear that, he wants to know if she is pretty. (To Bob) Why, Bob, with her golden hair and sparkling eyes, pretty is a mighty poor word with which to describe her. I should Bob (to Estelle). There! Was I not right? EsTELLE (rises — yawns). Well, I should worry what her looks are. (Goes to d. r.) Bob (mock anxiety. To Uncle). She doesn't flirt, does she ? Uncle John. Flirt? Why, men old and young, cripples and strong ones, become her slaves at first sight. Bob (iymocently). Poor Archie! Estelle (from d. r.). Archie can have his freedom at any time. (EXITS d. r. Uncle and Bob exchange amused looks. Mrs. Hamilton reads letter, frowns) ,Mrs. Hamilton (lowering letter). Now here is a pretty state of affairs! Mary writes her mother is no better and that she will be unable to resume her duties for a week or so. She is sending her friend Anna to fill her place. Oh dear ! Uncle John. Well, why worry? So long as you will have some one to Mrs. Hamilton (ignoring Uncle's remarks). I sup- pose this friend of hers is an awkward blundering sort, and I did want to make it so pleasant for Drusilla. Uncle John. By the way, Meg, did Miss Hopkins mention when she was coming ? Mrs. Hamilton. Oh, my dear, did I not tell you? To-day on the 5 : 30, and as you are the only one ac- quainted with her I think you had better meet her. Uncle John (looks at watch). I'm willing. Better go and fuss up a bit. (To dog) Come, Fido. [EXIT D. R., whistling Bob. Guess I will take a stroll around the grounds before dinner. (Goes to d. l.) Mrs. Hamilton (turns quickly). Bob, just a slight hint. Remember, Drusilla Hopkins comes from one of That Parlor Maid 9 the oldest families in the south — I would like you to make yourself very agreeable. Bob. Don't worry, mother, I have the most implicit faith in Uncle 's choosing. I imagine it will not be hard for me to make myself agreeable. [EXITS d. l. Mrs. Hamilton {returns to sorting of letters. Sniffs air). Good gracious ! What is that burning? If Rosie is [EXITS quickly d. r. ENTER Bob d. l., followed by Anna. Bob {looks around room). Mother was here a minute ago. You are the new maid? Anna. Yes, sir. Bob. Well, just be seated a few moments. (Anna sits demurely on edge of chair) I will send mother to you. (EXIT Bob d. r. Anna removes veil, skips lightly around room, examines doors, windows, etc., stands in listening attitude, quickly resumes seat) ENTER Mrs. Hamilton d. r. Anna rises. Mrs. Hamilton {briskly). You are Mary's friend, I believe ? Anna. Yes, ma'am. Mrs. Hamilton {eyes Anna). Have you had any ex- perience as a parlor maid ? Anna {quickly). Oh, yes, ma'am. Out West in back of Shuttle's Cafe they had a parlor and because I was always wanted in there they called me the parlor maid. Mrs. Hamilton {gasps). Shuttle's Cafe! Heavens! Anna. No, ma'am. Shuttle's Cafe, Havens, Colo- rado. Mrs. Hamilton {ignoring the correction) . And what were your duties there? Anna {puzzled). Duties? Mrs. Hamilton {impatient). Yes, duties. What did you do in this — eh — eh — cafe ? Anna {relieved). Oh, I mostly danced like this. {Dances a few steps) 10 That Parlor Maid Mrs. Hamilton {waves hand). All right, that will do, I Anna. Then sometimes I sang. {Sings in a high cracked voice '' The End of a Perfect Day/' or any other song desired. Mrs. Hamilton goes around room wildly, hands over ears, shakes Anna. Anna stops suddenly on high note) Mrs. Hamilton {almost shrieks). That will do for the present. Tell me, is your friend Mary sick, or is it her mother? Anna {surprised) . Why, Mary is all right; it is her mother who is sick. Mrs. Hamilton. Oh, I just thought she must be. You have brought your uniform ? Anna {claps hands delightedly). Oh, which one do you want me to wear ? The one with the brass buttons ? (Mrs. Hamilton falls in chair y fans herself) Most of the boys out there {Points over shoulder with thumb) loved me in it — but then I have others just as pretty. {Empties contents of hag on floor; out tumble cheap, hut flashy gowns. Mrs. Hamilton is too surprised to speak. Anna holds up cheap dance hall dress) See, isn't it pretty? I love this, don't you? Mrs. Hamilton {turns head away in disgust). Take it away — take it away. (Anna riimmages through pile on ftoor, holds up another dress for inspection) Put them all back. {Goes to d. r., calls) Rosie! Eosie! (Anna jams dresses in hag) Rosie {off stage). Yes, ma'am, I'm coming. ENTER Rosie d. r., flour daubed on face and hands. Mrs. Hamilton {not turning). Rosie, this is Mary's friend, Anna, the new parlor maid. Tell her what to wear and what her duties are. Rosie {hands on hips, eyes Anna iip and down. Anna mimics Rosie. All this behind Mrs. Hamilton's back. To Anna). Come, follow me, (Anna picks up bag, follows Rosie. Estelle appears at d. c, ivatches her another unnoticed) [EXIT Rosie and Anna d. r. That Parlor Maid 11 Mrs. Hamilton {walks up and down, ivringing hands). Oh dear, oh dear, whatever shall I do ! ENTER ESTELLE D. c. EsTELLE. Mother ! What is the trouble ? Mrs. Hamilton (forced laugh). Trouble? Oh, noth- ing, simply that Mary has sent her friend — a common dance hall girl — to take her place ! EsTELLE {advances toward mother). A dance hall girl? I thought we needed a parlor maid. Mrs. Hamilton. So did I, but Mary thought differ- ently. EsTELLE {horrified). Is Mary crazy or what? Mrs. Hamilton. That is what I was wondering. I guess she is what. EsTELLE. Surely, mother, you are not going to allow her to remain? Mrs. Hamilton. Can you suggest anything different ? Of course, if we were in the city we could hire a maid quickly enough — but in this wilderness — impossible — and Drusilla Hopkins due any minute. EsTELLE {sighs). I suppose she is better than noth- ing. We shall have to make the best of it. {Picks up hook, goes to settle, hidden from rest of the room) [EXIT Mrs. Hamilton d. l., much provoked ENTER Anna d. c, followed ly Archie. Estelle makes a motion to rise, thinks better of it, sinks deeper in settle and watches unseen. Anna .{eyes Archie up and down and around). Gee, you are some stunner! (Estelle gasps) Archie {adjusts monocle, expands chest). M-my word — eh — eh Anna {pushes Archie into seat). Sit down, old top. Archie {grins). You are — eh — jewel — ^by Jove. ^ Anna. Oh, no, you get me wrong. I am the jew- 12 That Parlor Maid eller — I am after setting the jewel. {This is lost on Archie) Now let me see, what shall I do to amuse you? (Thinks) You see, I am the parlor maid. Archie {becomes suddenly stiff). Parlor maid! eh— eh — {Adjusts ynonocle) will you Anna. Yes, parlor maid. Isu't it funny, when I was out West behind Mulligan's bar Archie {rises quickly, looks around nervously). Really, deucedly awk-ward, don't you know, but eh — eh (EsTELLE enjoys the situation — ducks every now and then) Anna {pushes Archie hack into chair). AVhere are you bound for, old dear? As I was saying, while behind Mulligan's cafe, I used to entertain the customers (Archie very uncomfortable) by tellmg them jokes — I might try some on you, old bean. Come here. {Takes Archie by hand) Now listen. I will say to you I saw a golf ball rolling down the street the other day and what do you think it did? And you must say, ''Well, what did it do ? " Then I will answer you. Ready ? Archie {going toward d. c). Really I — I Anna {drags him back). Come on, old yellow spats, let's have some fun. Ready? ''I saw a golf ball roll down the street the other day, and what do you think it did?" (Archie looks at Anna — blank expression) Well, hurry up, say your line. Archie {at sea). My line, my line ? My word! My word ! Anna. No! no! sa}^ ''Well, what did it do?" Archie (parrot-like). No! no, say, "Well, what did it do?" Anna. It turned round! Ha, ha, ha! (Archie looks at Anna bewildered) Why don't you laugh? Archie. Laugh? Laugh? By Jove, what at? Anna. The ball turned round, ha, ha, ha! (Shakes Archie) Grin, old solemn face. (Archie forces grin) Heavenly Ned, take it ofP. {Meaning grin) Take it off. You are impossible. I'll try singing. (Sings in high That Parlor Maid 13 pitched voice — in midst of song Archie hursts out laugh- ing. Anna suddenly stops) Now what ? Archie. The ball turned round, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha ! Anna. Well — I'll — be {EsteijLe emerges from hiding place) EsTELLE {stiffly). I trust I am not intruding? (Archie and Anna look at Estelle open-eyed) Archie. By — Jove — eh — eh Estelle {waves him to silence. To Anna). I pre- sume you are the new parlor maid? Anna. Yes, ma'am. Estelle {haughtily) , You may go. (Anna goes to D. R. Blows kiss to Archie, who is much flustered) [EXIT Annad.r. Archie (staring at d. R.), By Jove, by Jove Estelle. Archie ! Archie {jumps). Yes — m-my — dear. Estelle. Kindly do not dear me after the abomi- nable way you acted this afternoon. Archie. Acted? Why — what have I done? Estelle. Your taste seems rather plebeian. Archie. Now, now, Estelle, that is all wrong Estelle {yawns). Well, let's forget it. Archie. Estelle, you look ripping. All day I think of you Estelle. Better tend to your work during the day and leave me for the evenings. Archie. Estelle — eh — eh — will (Gulps) you marry me? Estelle (stifles yawn). Well, I suppose I have to marry some day, and as I said to mother yesterday, I do not expect to find a husband like you read about in books. All I want is one who is handsome, rich, does not spend all his time at the club and will gratify my every wish. I suppose you are as good as the next. (Sighs) We never do realize our dreams on this earth. Archie. And it was only to-day faw-ther said my head would be of great value to him in his business. Estelle. I don't doubt it. Your father imports 14 That Parlor Maid solid ivory, does he not ? (Archie does not get insinua* tion) Archie (passionately). Your every wish I will make come true, by Jove. EsTELLE. I dare say it will be nice to have my own home, and servants and automobiles. Archie. Estelle! You make me so happy, I warn you, I am going to kiss you. Estelle {mock surprise) . Really! (J-ws^ as Archie is about to kiss Estelle he bursts out laughing) Well ! What? Archie (laughing). The — the — ball turned round. Estelle (rises) . Come, this room is stifling. ( Archie continues laughing) [EXIT Archie and Estelle d. c. ENTER Anna d. r., very evident she has been listening. Anna. Whew ! Some lovers ! I 'm sure glad the key- holes in this house are large — I won't miss much. (Sings popidar song — dances to it. Bob at d. c, much amused) Bob (claps hands at end of song). Bully for you, that was skrumptuous. Anna (wheels round — sees Bob). Oh! (Goes to D. L.) Bob (crosses to l., blocks passage). Don't go yet. That song was great. Anna (brightly). You liked it? Thanks awfully. (Demurely) I know a lot more. Do you dance? Bob. I should say I do. Anna. Well, let's go. (Goes to Victrola r., htmts through records) Ye gods and salt mackerel, is this all you have? Operas and funeral marches, no jazz? Bob (goes to doors, looks out, tiptoes over to hiding place in wall behind bookcase). Here's a jazz — but it will be all up with me if mother hears it. Anna. Let's go. (Bob puts on record, starts music. Anna clears floor. Both dance. Mrs. Hamilton ap- pears at D. c. ; is horrified) That Parlor Maid 15 ENTER Mrs. Hamilton d. c, stops Victrola. Anna and Bob stop dancing. Mrs. Hamilton. What — does — this mean! {To Anna) You may go. [EXIT Anna d. r. hurriedly Bob (surprised) . But mother, what is the matter? Mrs. Hamilton (furious). Matter? You, a Hamil- ton, have the nerve to question me after acting this way ? Dancing with an ordinary parlor maid, a cheap cafe performer ! Bob (puzzled). A cheap cafe performer? A parlor maid? Why, I thought she was Drusilla Hopkins. Mrs. Hamilton. Drusilla Hopkins? To think you could mistake that cheap looking girl ENTER Estelle d. l. quickly. EsTELLE. Heavens, mother, what is the row about now? I could hear you out in the garden. Mrs. Hamilton (excited). Imagine! I came in here and found Bob dancing with that parlor maid ! Estelle. Oh ! Bob (impatient). Well, how in thunder was I to know it was the parlor maid ? Estelle. Mother! I think you ought to get rid of this maid. She seems to upset everyone — even Archie is acting queer. Bob (incredulous). Archie acting queer? Never, sister — he is only being natural. Estelle (gives Bob withering look)-. Mother, what are you going to do about it ? Mrs. Hamilton. What is there to be done? This is a jfine state of affairs — here Drusilla is on her way, and how would it look to her if we had no parlor maid. (Bob shrugs shoulders and saunters toward d. r.) [EXIT Bob D.R. Estelle (listening attitude). There is a machine stopping. It must be she now. (Mrs. Hamilton pats hair, powders nose, Estelle indifferent) 16 That Parlor Maid ENTER Uncle John and Drusilla d. c. Drusilla vety old-fashioned in looks and dress. Estelle and Mrs. Hamilton exchange amused looks. Mrs. Hamilton (advancing). So this is little Dru- silla? Drusilla (murmurs), Mrs. Hamilton? And this? (Meaning Estelle) Mrs. Hamilton (beams). This is my little Estelle. I do hope you two will like one another. (All sit) Drusilla. Yes, that reminds me of one of my poems, where I quote: ' ^ Ye meet a friend both snobbish and proud. Our lamentation, I assure you, is quite loud. But before we part, who will know We will be friends, instead of foes. ' ' (Estelle puzzled. Uncle John grins) Mrs. Hamilton (gushingly) . Oh, how charming! I have read most of your poems. Drusilla. Then you like them ? Everyone does. Uncle John (innocently) . Oh, and Drusilla can tell all about death and the great hereafter. Mrs. Hamilton. How interesting. (Rising) But come, dear, you will like to freshen up a bit before dinner. Drusilla (holds up hand). Just a minute, Mrs. Hamilton, I've got an idea! (Scribbles) You see, that is the way my inspirations come — like a flash. When I started to write some of my masterpieces I did not know what they were going to be Uncle John .(innocently). And after they were written how could you tell what they were? (Mrs. Hamilton gives Uncle furious look. Estelle conceals smile) Drusilla (superior air) . I am always inspired. Uncle John. Oh! Mrs. Hamilton (to Drusilla). Come along, dear. [EXIT Drusilla and Mrs. Hamilton d. r., talking Estelle (laughs). How could you, Uncle John? Wait until Bob sees her. Such an egotist. That Parlor Maid 17 Uncle John. This certainly is one on Bob. ENTER Bob quickly at d. l. Bob. Hello, Uncle, has she come ? Uncle John. I should say she has, and some looker. I'll leave it to Estelle. What say you, Estelle? EsTELLE. I quite agree with you, Uncle. Bob dear, try and make yourself agreeable — because I would love to have her as a sister-in-law. Bob. Leave it to me, old girl. {Looks tlirough hooks on table) Where in sam hill is her book of poems? I suppose I ought to be familiar with at least a few of them. (Uncle and Estelle exchange amused looks. Bob reads hook. Steps Jieard outside. Bob expectant air. Uncle winks at Estelle) ENTER Mrs. Hamilton d. r., followed hy Drusilla, wlio is dressed ynost unbecomingly. Bob stares at Drusilla, disappointed. Mrs. Hamilton (to Bob). So you are here. This, Drusilla, is my naughty boy, Bob. Bob {poor attempt at smiling). Eh — eh — how do you do? Drusilla {gushingly). So this is Bob. Oh, I am so glad to meet you. Your dear uncle has told me how much you enjoy my poems. I have a whole new stack of them — I am going to read them to you first. (Estelle giggles. Uncle very serious) Mrs. Hamilton {hurriedly) . My! that will be splen- did. Bob will enjoy them so much ; won't you, dear? Bob {gidps). Ye-yes — sure! Mrs. Hamilton. And won't you tell us, dear, some- thing about your life. It is not very often that we are favored with such a celebrity. Drusilla. No, I suppose not. My life has always been different from other people's — from a mere babe I felt that I was sent to this earth on a special mission, as in one of my poems : — 18 ~^ " That Parlor Maid ^^ To you of the common clay I say- It is not, I wager, that every day You meet a genius such as I, One who comes direct from God 's own sky. ' ^ ENTER Anna d. r. wifh tea wagon, drops cup. Uncle and Bob jump to pick up broken pieces, hump Jieads. Mrs. Hamilton (indignant). Bob! John! Anna, you may go. (Aside) That maid! (Anna goes to D. R., turns, winks and EXITS d. r. Bob arid Uncle John stare at d. r., hacks to other's. Mrs. Hamilton making the most of situation) Those two boys (Mean- ing Bob and Uncle) are so proud of their family that they steal every glance at one of our most honored an- cestors. (Bob and Uncle John look up at picture over D. R., smile and return to seats) Drusilla. Yes, my thoughts are always on the dead. I ramble for hours through our halls at home, dreaming of the ones gone before us, as in one of my poems : — ' ' Oh, death ! where is thy sting, when I leave behind, Honor and fame to my " Estelle (rising). Eh, I beg your pardon — I just thought of a letter I have to write. [EXITS d. r. Uncle John. And I have to feed Fido. [EXITS d. l. Bob (a^D. c). And I Mrs. Hamilton (sweetly). Bob dear, Drusilla has some wonderful poems she wants to read to you, while I go see about dinner. Bob. But, mother, I Mrs. Hamilton (at d. r.). That's all right, dear, I'll attend to it. [EXITS d. r. Drusilla (dreamily). Oh blissful moment, when I can be alone with my beloved Bob (uncomfortahle). I — eh — eh — beg your pardon. Drusilla (startled). Oh, was I thinking out loud? Bob (desperate). Beautiful day — would you like to take a tramp through the woods ? Drusilla (perplexed). A tramp through the woods? Bob. Yes, I should think it would be rather refresh- That Parlor Maid 19 ing for a girl of your wonderful intellect to take a tramp through the woods. Drusilla. But do you think a tramp would like to take a walk through the woods with a girl of my won- derful intellect ? Bob {quickly looks at Drusilla, uncertain whether she is joking or not). Yes — yes — Oh — how do you like music 1 Drusilla. I love it when it is sad and. slow. (Bob puts on a mournful record. Drusilla talks louder than music) That reminds me of my poem : — ' ' The mother and her son had parted, The grave its " Bob {shuts off music). Too bad that is cracked. {Puts on another record) Drusilla {dreamily). That reminds me of my (Bob quickly takes off record^ puts on jazz record. Drusilla tries to talk — music too loud. Anna appears at D. r. Bob rushes over to her, whirls her around stage. Drusilla claps hands, enjoys it. Mrs. Hamilton ap- pears at D. c, horrified. Drusilla rushes up to her, pulls her around stage) CURTAIN ACT II SCENE.— TTie same as Act I. One week later. DIS- COVERED EsTELLE and Jim on couch engaged in earnest conversation. EsTELLE {stiffly). Really, Mr. Clark Jim. Aw, forget the Clark stuff and call me Jim. Do you know, Estelle, the first day I laid eyes on you I said to myself, '' Here is the girl for me.'' You look like peaches and cream to me. Of all the girls I've ever met, I crown you queen. Estelle. No, I think I had better not go. Archie may object. 20 " That Parlor Maid Jim. Well, at least come out and see the car, it is some beauty. EsTELLE. I don't mind doing that. [EXIT Jim and Estelle d, c, talking ENTER Uncle John d. r., throws himself on couch, dozes. ENTER Anna d. l=, sees Uncle, tiptoes up to him, tickles his nose with feather-duster. Bob appears at d. c. and watches. Uncle jumps up, Anna claps haiids, runs around table, Uncle after her, both laughing. ENTER Bob d. c. Bob. Well! I'll— be Uncle John {stops short). Oh, hello there, Bob, come on in. Your mother is out so we are exercising a bit. (Anna goes to d. r.) Bob {crosses to r.). But where are you going? Won 't you cheer up a fellow a bit ? Uncle John. Poor Bob, I suppose you do need cheer- ing up. Bob. I should say I do, after having that human crape draped around me all day. Anna {laughs). Let me see, what shall I do? Of course, I being the parlor maid, and this being the parlor, I suppose it is all right for me being in here, but somehow your mother seems to object to my being sociable. Bob. Oh, forget what mother thinks. Come, start something. Uncle John. That's right — '' Eat, drink and be merry, for to-morrow we die," is my motto. Anna {sits on table). Well, what shall it be, a song? Bob. Full of pep. Uncle John. That's the stuff. (Anna is about to sing) ENTER Drusilla d. c. Drusilla {very solemn) . In the midst of life there is death. Bob {falls in chair). Ye gods! That Parlor Maid 21 Uncle John. Hello there, Drusilla. Bob was just telling us about the wonderful new poems you have written. Drusilla (sits 7iear Bob, giggles. Bob gives Uncle withering look). Perhaps you too would like to hear them. Uncle John. Delighted ! Bob {starts victrola) . Come, let's dance. Drusilla {stops ynusic). Robert, I think too much of you to let you idle away your time in such a frivolous manner. You are destined for greater things. Uncle John. I quite agree with you. Drusilla. And if you will let me be your guiding star Uncle John. Deeming myself responsible for your welfare, Robert, I think you ought to let Drusilla lead you on, and on, and on. (Bob is desperate. Anna en- joying it) Drusilla. Dancing is such a waste of time, as in one of my poems: — ''Dance on, Dance on " Bob {quickly). Anna, won't you tell us some stories about the West ? I am sure Drusilla will enjoy them. Anna {sweetly). No, I would rather hear Miss Hop- kins recite, I enjoy her so. Uncle John. Yes, Drusilla, read us one of your saddest. (Bob is furious) Drusilla {stands in c. of stage, very dramatic. Re- cites). A maid and her lover were parting by the shore. She whispered, ' ' I shall never see you more, For over the ocean you are about to roam. And who can tell if you ever will come home.*' The lad in a husky voice replied, ''Although I may travel the world wide, I '11 give you my word, I '11 be at your side When up to the altar rail we will glide." She waved farewell to her love, for she knew it to be The last on this earth he, she would ever see — 22 That Parlor Maid (Anna fale sob. Uncle mock grief. Bob rolls eyes) So back in her cabin, alone, she grieved RosiE (off stage, calling), Anna! Anna! Anna (running to d. r.). Coming, Rosie. [EXITS D.R. Uncle John. Drusilla, that was one of the best poems I have ever heard. I regret I cannot stay to hear it finished. (Goes to d.i^.) Bob (rising). Hold on there a minute, Uncle, I'll be wirh you. Uncle John (sweetly). Oh, do not bother, Bob, .you stay right here with Drusilla. [EXITS d. l. Drusilla. It is lamentable that they had to go just now, because the best of my poem is yet to come. Where was I ? Oh, yes — The lover Bob. Say, wouldn't you like to work up an appetite for dinner? Drusilla. Oh, but I wanted to recite to you. Bob. Come along, we will finisJi it outside. ^ (Dru- silla takes Bob's arm. Looks lovingly up into Ms face) [EXIT Bob and Drusilla d. l. ENTER Anna d. r., singing, 'dusts, arranges cJiairs, etc. Archie (at d. c. nervous) . Oh — I — eh — eh Anna (dances up to Mm). Come in, old dear; it is ages since I last saw your solemn face. Archie. I beg your pardon — you know — ^will you — have you Anna. Archie dear, I have another good story to tell. Now listen. A lady went into a department store one day and asked for silk. When it was placed in front of her, she exclaimed, *'0h, really, I must be mad, I want mus-lin.'* On hearing this, a little boy, standing near by, rushed out of the store, ran up to an officer, shrieking. ** There is a lady in that shop who has gone mad, she wants muzzling (muslin)." (Archie stares at Anna, does not get joke. Ai Jim (goes closer to Estelle, who moves away Jroni, him). I tell you — you will marry me — you EsTELLE (shrieks). I will not. (Jim rushes up to her — is about to grab her when Archie ENTERS d. c, takes in situation an instant, rushes over to Jim, grabs him by the collar, flings him aside. Jim furious, is about to come back at Archie, but seeing his threatening atti- tude thinks better of it, makes quick EXIT d. c. Estelle looks with admiration at Archie) Archie (suddenly bursts out laughing). I didn't leave anything. EsteiajE (downcast eyes) . Archie! Archie (dusting suit). Beastly rotten chap, wasn't he ? Are you all right, Estelle 1 Estelle (demurely). Y-yes — thanks. Archie. Then I will go. (Goes to d. r.) Estelle (murmurs). Archive. Do — Don't leave me. Archie (surprised). I — thought after the rotten thing I did last night, you Estelle (sobs). Archie — wo-won't — you forgive me ? Archie. Forgive you? Why — why (All of a sudden it dawns on him) you — you do not mean to say you — you love me? Estelle. Y-yes. Archie (at Estelle 's side in a bound). By Jove, this is ripping! When did you first realize you first loved me? Estelle (sobs). I — I — think — I must (sob) have al- ways loved you. Archie (gently). There, there, dear. Estelle (mischievously). But, I knew I loved you yesterday, when I argued with Marie White when she said you (Archie expectant) didn't know enough to come in out of the rain. Archie. Estelle, you — you — will always be my pro- tector? Estelle (murmurs).. Yes, dear, (Sighs) T am so ^appy- (Screams heard off stage. Estelle and Archie much startled) That Parlor Maid 37 ENTER Mrs. Hamilton d. c. rushing madly m, waving telegram. EsTELLE. Mother ! Mother ! what is it 1 Mrs. Hamilton (screams). Take it — read it. {Waves telegram, walks up and down stage) Oh, dear! Oh, dear ! EsTELLE {holding out telegram). Here, Archie, you read it. Archie {opens telegram nervously). By Jove! this is awful — listen, Estelle — "Will be on my way home with wife, Anna, when this reaches you. Bob. ' ' Estelle {perplexed) . Anna, Anna who? Mrs. Hamilton {shrieks). Anna^ — that parlor maid — Oh dear — Oh dear. Estelle {falls in chair, stunned). Oh! Archie. By Jove ! this is terrible — terrible ! ENTER Drusilla d. c, dressed for journey, valise in hand. Mrs. Hamilton {gasps). But dear Drusilla, where are you going ? Drusilla {very solemn). I am going home where I will find solace in the ancient halls — confiding my heart- ache to the ghostlike presence of those gone before. Mrs. Hamilton. But dear Drusilla. No persuasion on your partj Mrs. Hamil- ton, will be strong enough to hold me here. Bob led me to believe he cared for me. {Very dramatic) Ah ! but I shall rise above this. Drusilla Hopkins was not made to pine over mere trifles — I have been sent to this earth on a special mission — I shall place my own feelings in the background and think of the great mass of people wait- ing for my poems. {Picks up hag, very solemnly hacks to D. c.) Farewell, dear friends. Farewell! (Estelle and Archie look at one another and hurst into hearty laughter) [EXIT Drusilla d. c. Mrs. Hamilton {angrily). I fail to see what there is 38 That Parlor Maid funny about this state of affairs. Wliat will Drusilla think! ENTER Uncle John d. r. whistling. Stops sliort on seeing Mrs. Hamilton. Uncle John. How do, Meg. Nice day to-day. Mrs. Hamilton {in rage). John Hamilton, how dare you speak to me ! You let that parlor maid lure my poor boy into marrying her. EsTELLE. Oh, this is terrible, Uncle. What will so- ciety think? Uncle {innocently) . Poor Bob. Mrs. Hamilton. And Drusilla has left feeling very much hurt. Oh, dear ! Oh, dear ! Uncle John. I shall overtake Drusilla and bring her back. [EXITS d. l. ENTER Bob d. l., very much excited. Bob. Mother. I have brought my wife home. Will you welcome her ? Mrs. Hamilton {gasping for breath). How dare you bring that girl into this house? Take her away — take her away — I — icill — not — see — her. Bob {appeals to Estelle). Will you welcome her as a sister? Estelle {head in air). I have my social position to think of. Archie. Ah, come, Estelle, be a sport!! (Estelle gives him witliering look) Bob {ai d. l., angrily). Very well, I will show you that I am capable of taking care of myself and my \\dfe. {Snaps fingers) That for your social position. I will not come to you again. (7s about to EXIT d. l. when he is stopped by Uncle John) ENTER Uncle John, d. l. Uncle John (grinning). Well, folks, I was able to That Parlor Maid 39 persuade Drusilla to return. Shall I bring her in? (EsTELLE and Archie roll eyes. Bob atteynpts to pass Uncle John but Uncle blocks his passage) Mrs. Hamilton {foxed smile). Yes, do. Uncle John {opens d. l., calls). Drusilla! (ENTER Anna d. l., she comes in demurely. Mrs. Hamilton horrified. Uncle John bowing low) This {Meaning Anna) is dear Drusilla come back to us once more ! Mrs. Hamilton {angrily). John, there is a time and place for all jokes. {To Anna) I would appreciate it if Bob {crosses over to Anna). Come, Anna, let's get out of here, since my folks Anna {holds up hand). Just a minute, Bob. {To Mrs. Hamilton) / am Drusilla Hopkins. {All stare at Anna) Mrs. Hamilton {gasps). Why, what does this mean? If you are Drusilla Hopkins, who is the Drusilla we have been entertaining? Uncle John {grins). An imposter. Anna. She is my cousin, Mildred Harris. (Mrs. Hamilton looks from Anna to Uncle John, then back again — suddenly she drops in chair laughing heartily. All exchange bewildered looks) Estelle {crosses over to mother). Mother dear, what is the matter ? Mrs. Hamilton {tries to control laughter). Well, if Mildred Harris is not an exact counterpart of her mother, I am not Mrs. Hamilton. Estelle {surprised). Why, mother, do you know Mildred's mother? Mrs. Hamilton {laughs). I should say I do. We were schoolgirls together, and many a lark she double- crossed me in, just as Mildred has. {All look at Mrs. Hamilton i7i q u iringly ) Anna {surprised) . But, Mrs. Hamilton, you knew I was not Marj^'s friend ! ! Mrs. Hamilton {laughing). Indeed I did not — I honestly thought you were Mary's friend, a parlor maid. 40 That Parlor Maid Anna. Well, goodness knows I should have known better — Mildred is forever double-crossing people in this way. (Anna and Mrs. Hamilton stare at one another. Both hurst out laughing) Bob (impatiently). I say, why all this mystery stuff? Let's in on it. Mrs. Hamilton. Well, folks, that was once I put something over on you— I knew all along that Drusilla was an imposter. I planned the whole affair. EsTELLE and Bob. Mother ! you what ! ! Mrs. Hamilton. At the literary club one day, we were wondering if people of to-day could be taken in as easily as in former years. After many arguments, it was finally agreed upon that the member having suc- cessfully hoodwinked the largest number of people in the funniest way with a most unexpected ending, would be the honored guest at a banquet to be held in the best hotel in New York. I think I have won the bet. EsTELLE. But tell us, mother, how did you plan it 1 Mrs. Hamilton (smiles). For years I have been cor- responding with Mildred's mother. Naturally I wrote and told her of our arguments at the club, and of the bet that was on. Mildred also read the letter. In a very short time I received a note from Mildred telling me of her plan to help me win the bet. Knowing that we were all great admirers of Drusilla Hopkins' works, she pro- posed coming here impersonating Drusilla. (To Anna) Now you go on with the story. Anna (syniles). Mildred and I are quite chummy down home, and when she told me of her intentions I helped her out all I could. Mrs. Hamilton. What I want to know is, how did you happen to come here as Mary 's friend ? Anna (puzzled). Mildred led me to believe that that was all in the plan. Mrs. Hamilton (slowly). No — I — never — mentioned Mary to her. Archie (adjusting monocle). Say. this is ripping. Anna. I naturally thought you did; she seemed to That Parlor Maid 41 know so much about Mary^s absence on account of her mother's illness. Uncle John {steps forth, grinning). Well, Meg, you thought you put one over on me. {Laughs) Mildred wrote to me and told me of the whole affair and I sug- gested to get the real Drusilla (Anna) to take Mary's place for a few days. Mrs. Hamilton {smiles). But what about the letter I received from Mary telling me she was sending her friend? Uncle John. I took care of that also. I obtained Mary's address from Rosie, then I wrote to Mary, en-< closed $25, told her she need not report back to work until sent for and to follow out my instruction — namely, to write and send that letter to you. Mrs. Hamilton {falls in chair overcome). Well — I — never ! ! Bob {laughs). Well, mother, the tables are turned. Archie. By Jove — this — is — jolly fine. EsTELLE {laughs). In all my days I never heard of such double-crossing. (Bob goes to d. c, is about to exit) Anna {goes up to Bob). Dear, where are you going? Bob. You do not want me ! I suppose our marriage was in the plan also. (Anna looks at Bob reproachfully) Uncle John {sharply). Don't be a fool. Bob — your marriage was the only genuine thing in this whole affair. Bob {to Anna). Do — do — you really love me — Drusilla? A^^Pl {downcast eyes) . Yes — dear. Bob. Now, mother, will you welcome — my — wife? Mrs. Hamilton. Indeed I gladly shall. {Goes up to Anna, kisses her) Bob {to Estelle). And you, Sis? EsTELLE {kisses Anna). Forgive us, dear, for having been so snobbish. Mrs. Hamilton {laughing). At last, John, I have found out from whom you have been receiving those 42 That Parlor Maid scented letters for the past six months. {Shakes finger playfully at Uncle John. All laugh at Uncle) Uncle John {goes to d. c, flings it open. Mildred (alias Drusilla) dressed very chic stands in doorway. Uncle John bowing low, introducing Mildred). My wife of six months. {All stare at Mildred and Uncle John unbelievingly) Archie {in high voice). By the way, Anna, now that you are Drusilla Hopkins will you go around all day re- citing? Anna. Indeed not. {Dances over to Victrola) What will it be, folks? A jazz? {Lively music played. Bob and Anna dance. Mrs. Hamilton, Estelle and Uncle John gather around Mildred, laughing and talking) Archie {bursts out laughing). They — all — want — muslin ! {All look at Archie and laugh) QUICK CURTAIN NOTICE Fraternal and Secret Societies "INITIATION STUNTS" By Lieut. Beale Cormack A collection of side degree stunts, initiations, yells, cheers, toasts, etc. Also complete side degree works which can be used as guides in forming other fraternal societies. CONTENTS Part I Fraternity Advantages Names for Social Clubs and Fraternities Slogans and Mottoes Greek Letter Societies Reason for Rough-House Initiation Yells Songs Pledge Stunts Fraternity Toast Part 11 Greek Letter Fraternities Side Degree "Eta Phi Mu" Oath College Yells and Cheers Miscellaneous Yells Banquet Toasts Hazing the Obstreperous Cloth Binding. Price $1.00. Postage 5c. extra. 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