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Y' 7 6 .37 Not So Bad After All 6 ' * I ^Broken Links. 4^ A DRAMA IN FIVE ACTS, ■BY- E. Nelsan Bam TO WHICH IS ADDED \ DESCRIPTION OF THE COSTUMES— CAST OF THE CHARACTER8- ENTRAXCES AND EXITS— RELATIVE POSITIONS OF THE PERFORMERS ON THE STAGE, AND THE WHOLE OF THE STAGE BUSINESS. 7f Entered according to (he act of Comras in the year 1893, hy I i ^' A MES' P U BUSHING CO. , in the office of the Librarian of Congress at Washinaton, CLYDF, OHIO : — AMES' PUBLISHING CO. BBOKEK Lii^KS. CAST OF CHABACTEBS, Mr Armand Ned Armand Reginald Darling U u Y Manning Roger Glenmore Mike Donely Harry Temple Pomp > • | MiGNON Armand Fanchon Armand Mildred Norton Biddy Malone Newsboy. _^ , _. r SYNOPSIS OF EVENTS. ACT I.— Home of Mr. Armand. Biddy and Mike. An Irish love scene, discovered by Ned, who is vmder the sofa.' "Yum— yum— yum." Mr. Arinapd and Fanchon. She refusf^s her father's request.' "My will is law." Pomp, the black haython." Song "Little Black Mustache." Ned and the verb, "love." Fanchon refuses Harry Temple. A father's curse. "Out of my home forever." ACT Il.-Woods Scene. Roger Glenmore, a villain. Ned and Pomp. "Twinkle, twinkle little star." Mildred relRtes her story, which Roger denies. Mildred's revenge. Death of Roger by Mildred's hand. ACT £11.— Same as Act I. Mr. Armand insane. Search for Fanchon and Mildred. Mike, the happiest man alive. News of Mildred. Fanchon discovered by Harry. ACT IV. -Same as Act I. Pomp and Ned. Mr. Armand's attempt to burn the house. "I'm mad— mad." Millie and Guy. Death of Millie. ACT v.— Same as Act I. Fanchon at home. Mr. Armand's reason restored. A father's belsslng. Mike and Biddy and Pomp. Mr. Armand's advice. COSTUMES— Modern. TIME OF FEBFOBMANCE, TWO HO UBS. S2AGE DTREOIIONS. h.. means Right; l., Left; r. h.. Right Hand; l. h., Loft Hani; c. Center; s. e., [2d E.,] Second Entrance; u. e., Upner P]ntrance; m. d., Middle Door; F., the Flat; D. F., Door iu Flat; R. c. Right of Center; l. c. Left of Center. R. R. C. • C. L. 0. I. ,•» The reader is supposed to be upon the stage faoms the audience. Ti^P92-008639 Broken Links. ACT I. SCENE T.—Apartmf*nt in Mr. Armand's house— Biddy discovered sweeving. Biddji. Besad and this is a quare lionse I've got into thi« time. 31(1 Master Armand says "his will is law," and so I'm thinking itis, (or there is niver one of them that will turn for fear of him. He's io hard and strict. 'J'hey s^y that's "^vhat killed his poor wife, and I lelicve it, I do for a fact, and now he's trying it on poor Fanchon, trvino" to make her marry a mnn she don'^t I'^ve. But he'll find his ilaughter has a toueh of his own hard will, and that she'won't marry Harry 'Jemple, just been use old Temple and him liavd set their heart* on it. But where c:.n Mike be, 1 wonder, he's most generally np about this time in the mornin'. Faix and he ain't such a bad fellow after all. And here he is. Enter, Mikk Donely, r. e. Mil-e. The top of the mornin' to ye my swate Biddy, and, how are ye me darWn'. Bid. O ! go long ye dirty Iilshmaii and rub down your horses, and don't be running around here thi? totme Hi trig mornin'. Mil,-e. Ob! don't be cutting me ott' in that kind bf a shape, won't ye come with me, swate Biddy, under the juniper tree,. Bid. Oi'm thinking you'd better brt walking back to the 8tat)le, and quit radin' thim novels, as '11 be the ruin of ye. Mike. <)! Biddy, me cU^irmin' angel, you're the flower of ray heart. Come, let's take a walk. Bid. You better walk back to the barn pretty quick, and don't be talkin' walks at 7 o'clock in the mornin'. {pursues him offB... with upraised broom) Och I I hope he'll come back, (exit, Biddy, r. Enter, Xed Armand, r. e. Xed. Thought I heard voices in here. I'll bet it was Mike and Biddy. Guess I'll hide and see the circus. {hides under sofo. Enter, Mike, r; e. Mike. And where is the pretty Biddy gone now. Oi'ra thinkln* I'll practice a little, while she's out. {takes out novel and reads aloud) "And as the shades of avenin' fell softily about them and the stars Rhono sile.ntlv UDon them, their hearts bate fast as thev wandered ^ BttOKEN LINKS. haild in h.^hd beneath the juniper tree." Faix and t wonder if T can Bpake it otF the book. But here comes my juniper. {hides hook Enter, Biddy, r. e. Bid. You here again me darlui' Irishman. Mike. Come Biddy, as the .stars are fallinu;, no — as the junipers are fallin', we'll silently, hand in hand, under the shades of the soft evenin' — Bid. Now who ever heard of the stars shinin' at 7 o'clock in the mornin'. And you'd better be after quittin' them novels, they'll be the ruin of ye, they'll be makin' ye crazy. Now Mike, be a good fellow and go back to your work. Mike, O! Biddy, me darlin, let us to a soft walk under the sta: s of tne juniper — Biii. O I Mike, you'll be the death of me. (sinks on sofa M^ke. {seating himself beside her and kissimj her) O ! Biddy, our hearts '11 bate fast. {theij embrace Ned. {under sofa) Yum I Yum! do it again. Ned emerges from sofa, Biddy screams and runs Mike off r., NtiD off L., she sweeps. Bid. Och ! and if that Irishman comes around here again, I'll make him see stars at 7 o'clock in the mornin'. {sweeps energetically, Ned appears in door, l. and sings Ned. Biddy's mad and I am glad And I know what will please her, A bottle of wine to make her shine, And Mike Donelly to squeeze her. Biddy xvith upraised broom, Ned in door, l., Mike in door, r. PICT U BE. SCENE II. — Same as Scene T. Fanchon discovered sewing, Mr. Armand reading. Mr, Armand. {lay ing down paper) Fanchon! Fanchon. Well, papa. Mr. A. I would like to speak to you, Fanchon, about a matter, which has long been in my mind. You know George Temple has been my life Ions: friend. We went to school together, and wlien a sor was born to him, and you came to bless our home, we hoped that we /night be united in closer bonds than friendship. Fanchon, we have cherished for lono; ye;irs, the hopes that we should live to see. olir children united. Harry Temple's character is irreproachable, his business qualifications good. I want you to think over it, Fanchon, I have thought of it for years ; it istlie one wish of my heart. Think over it, Fanchon, and lemember that it is your old father's wish to 8ee you the wife of his old friend's son before he dies. Ean. Yes, I will think of it, father, but I — I — Mr. A. But what? Fan. I Jim afraid I cannot obcv you in this— BBOKEN LINKS. ^ Mr. A. Xot obe}^ me, why are you not my child ? How dcare you refuse to marry the man of my choice? • Fan. Because, father, I do not love him. Mr. A, {sneering) Love! Ah! that is nothin^^ but sentimental nonsense. You will think better of it, Fanchon, ior remember {rises) nn- will is law. {exit, l. "Fan. Marry Harry Temple! I cannot! I cannot I O! that 1 could love hiui for poor papa's sake, but [ cannot love him. O ! why lIo I love Eei^iuald Darling, wlien I know that he can never be auvtbing to nie, for he sho a s by every look and actions, tbat he loves my si-ter, Miguon. If I could love Harry I would willingly ilo so, if but fiu- papa's sake ; but I cannot many a man I do not love. {hoxos head on table Enter, Mignon Arma.nd, l. e. Mifjnon. Whv Fanchon ! what is the trouble? Fan. O ! Mignon, the time I have dreaded, has come. Father has L'omniandi'd me to marry Harry Temple. Mig, AVell Fanchon, he is young, talented and handsome. Fan. But I do not love him. Mig. But you will learn to love bim. Fan. No I^Mignon, 1 never will, because— well no matter why. 1 liave always tned to please papa in every way, why should he force me into something 1 cannot conscientiously do? {rising yjig. But father will be so angry. Fan. {sadly) 1 cannot help it. ' I do not love Harry Temple, an^l marry liim 1 never will. {exit, r. Mig. Poor child, her heart will break with the conflict within lier, of love for her father and obedience to lier conscience. She furrly cannot love someone else. O ! I know what it is to love, to h el that life is not wonh living \\ ithout the presence of one on whom :dl hop s ot happiness depend, for without Roger Glenmore, life NNOuld not be w^orth living'. 1 am sorry that Keginald Darling loves me; he betrays it in every looic and action. But such, alas, is life. Enter, Pomp, r. e. Pomp. Say Missy, der's a young chap that would like to see you. He was just passing you know, ana iliought he'd drop in and see how we all was. Mig. Did he say that. Foiup. No! 1 just 'spectcd it. Mig. Well, show him up. {exit, Pomp, r.) I wonder who it can be, 1 hope it is Roger. Enter, Pomp and Reginald Darling, r. e. romp. Young gent to speak to ye, Missy. {backs out bowing Rq. I i.ope Miss MiiTnon that you will forgive this rather un- ceronionious call; but somehow 1 coull not lielp couiing. There are limes when the destiny of a human being hangs by a thread. Miss Miiznon that time has come with me, and you hold that thread. You surely could not help seeing how much I love you. I have be- tiayed it in every look and word. It is for you to say whether my lite sbnll be a haopv one, or whether it shall be one of misery. I b BBOKEN LINKS. offer you a heart, honest and true, Mignon. 0! Mignon, will you accept it ? Mig, Reginald, your words pain me. I would vvilliugly entrust my happiness and my heart to your keeping, but, alas, my heart is not my OAvn. Reginald, I will tell you honesty and candidly, that 1 love another. 1 admire and respect your honesty and cliaracter, but give you my love I never can, for 1 liave given my heart to au- otiier. O! do not tempt me, Reginald, 1 know you will Jiot. Beg. No! Mignon, I would have you rt-main true to your tro h, and thereby show that you are the true, gr^uid, and nobl« woman I believe you to be. As tor me, my lite will not be happy, except i;i this, that you are happy. Mig. Do not speak so, Reginald, if you will b ave me and seek new pleasures and new scenes, you will soon forget me. Beg. Forget you ! Mignon,! never c;vn. 1 believe that tlie one Avho has won your esteeuj, if it be a true love, will ever retain his hold on your heart, and even though you may be amid new scenes and people, yet, tlie remembrance ot one at whuse side you have spent so many happy moments, will never fade away. No! Mignon, 1 never will forget you; and remember that you will always liave a friend in me. yjig. Thank you, Reginald, your friendship I shall esteem highly. {gives him her hand, he kisses it. Exit, Reginald, k.) Alas! alas! to win love is to win sorrow^ as well. O! 1 wisii 1 could love him, for sometimes 1 have SI range forebodings, that Roger Glenmore is not wh.it he should be. 13iit my life must always be closely linke^l wit.i his. " {exit, MiGinox, l. Enter, Mike, r. e. Mike. Faix, and where is me charmin' Biddy? Sure now and me heart goes pit-a-pat ivery toime oi look at her piirty face, I'll be afther huntin' her up and we'd take a walk under the ?oft junipers — no that aint right— but divil a bit's the ditferenee. Enter, Pomp, l. e. Pomp. Hey ye dirty wild Irishman, ye'd better be rubbin' down dem horses, and not be runnin' around here aficr Bidd3^ Mike. O! shut up ye diity nager, or I'll break ye'r head wid me shillaleah. Enter, Ned, l. e. Ned. Hello! what's the racket now. Mike. Sure now and aint he insultin' a jintlem in. Tomp. Where is dem genpleman's? Enter, Biddy, l. e. Bid, Are ye bavin' a campmeetin', me larkies. Mike. O ! Biddy, that black thing is insultin' m .. Pomp. I'm just as white as you are, if my skin is black. Bid. Never mind boys, let's have a song. All sing "That Little Black Mustache.'' During song ^Iikk rnoces around behind Biddy and steals a kiss. BBOKEN LINKS, 7 SOENE III.— Same as Scene Isi and Ud. Ned discovered seated, Ned. {throwing down book) Botheration! I don't believe this grammar was intended to study. What good will it do me to know- that a noun is a name, and how to conjugate the verb, love I it makes me sick! Well, there's one consolation, I know how to pop the question, I'll just sav "1 love, you love, what do you say my dear? Well 1 guess I'll enjoy mvself while I can, {lays down on sofa) for ]Millie will 1 e in pretty "soon and then I'll- have to go at it agani. I've b-en having a pretty easv time of it lately. She don't seem tc be thinking of what she is doing. {sings a verse of little brown jug Enter, Mildred, l. e. midnd. Why Ned! is this the way you get your lesson, x thought I left yon getting your grammar lesson. Ned. 1 thought so too. Mild. Well Ned, you will proceed at once to your lessons, or \ Khali have to inform your father of your conduct. Ned. O ! he don't care. Mild. How do you know he don't? Ned. He said so. . . o Mild. Why Ned ! don't you know it is wrong to prevaricate? Ned. Kate who ? Mild. Ned, it's very, very wicked to tell lies. Ned. Is it? Mild. Yes, don't you remember Annanias and Saphira. Ntd. Yes, I know 'em well. Mild. Ned ! Ned. Millie ! Mild, 'i'hey were struck dead for lying. Ned. Yes, I heard it strike. Mild. And.they went to — N^d. Yep, I saw 'em go. Mild. Ned ! O ! Ned, what shall I do with you ? Ned. Send me out in the garden for half an hour. Mild. Well you may o;o, but return in half an hour. Ned. You'r'a brick. Mill. {exit, n., singing Mild. That wretched bov, an! jet 1 cannot help liliiiJS him. I leel that 1 am not doing my whole duty, for since Roger Gletimore came, my mind has 1)een so troubled. 1 can see that he is trying to break orr the attachment between us, and to win Mignon Armand. Now I know that he loved me for my money only, and 1 know that Guy Manning's love was pure and noble, and that Roger is trying to win Mignon oiilv lor her niunev. But still I love him. O 1 cruel cruel fate. " (exif, R. Enter, Fanchon, l. e. Fan. To-dav, I must either be true to my conscience and reject Harry Temple,' or bv accepting him, obey my father and give myself up to a life of miserv. No ! 1 cannot marry Harry Temple •, although 1 might be willing to sacrifice my own happiness to please papa, yet, 1 could not render the life of Harry miserable, and I feel that ic would be so, for I don't think he loves me, but is doing it more to BBOKEN LINKS, please his father than from any other cause. I used to think he liked Ella Darling. Bid, There's a younjj man to see ye, me darlin'. Fan, Show him up, Biddy. Bid. {aside) Sliure and it's Harry Temple. She'll be sure to re- ject him and her father will be awful mad. O! me heart aches for me poor darlin'. {exit, Biddy, r. Enter, Harry Temple, r. e. Harry, Good morning Miss Fanchon. Fan. Good morning, Harry. Harry. How does it come that 1 find my old friend so pale and seemingly care worn ? Fan. Not careworn, but ver}^ sad to-day. But I will not trouble you with my sorrows. Harry. 1 want to speak to you, to-day, Fanchon, about some- thing which concei'us us both deepl}'. You are uvvare, I suppose, that your lather and mine have been last friends all tiirough their lives; and they decided years ago that there should be a closer union between their families; and it is my duty. Miss Fanchon, to ask you 10 be my wife. 1 honor and respect you and will endeavor to nuil;e you happy. Fan. {laying hand on his shoulder) Harr3% do you love me? Harry. 1 — i Fanchon, wh}' do you ask th;.t question? Fan. Because, Harry, 1 do not think it would be right for twc persons to uniie their lives unless a true love existed between them. Harry, 1 want to tell you that 1 respect you ms an old friend, but 1 do not love you, and 1 do not tldnk that you love me, but that you are doing it more to please your father, than from any other reason. Harry, am 1 not right? Harry. Fanchon, you are right, I admire your candor and honesty, and will answei you as frankly, i do not love you, but was doing it more to please father, than from any other cause. Fan. And suppose that we were willing to do this, morely to please our fathers, our lives would in all probability be unhappy ; and even though 1 was willing to sacrifice my own happmess to papa, yet 1 could not bear the thought of making your lite miserable. Harry. Fanchon, your words are true. 1 see now it would be a grevious mistake; but O ! if I could only i)lease my old fatlier. Fan. To disobey my father, he, wiio has been so kind; who has watched over me for long years, ever since my poor morher died. Who has surrounded me with every luxury that heart could wish- O ! this is the bitterest part of all. Harry. 1 s^anpathize with you as only one can, who experiences the same sorrows. Fanchon, {taking her hand) 1 honor and respect you more to-day than ever before. [ know now that you have a heart true and tried. We part as friends. Fan. And your friendship I will prize. Good-bye. Harry. Farewell, one of the truest and noblest of women. {exit, R. Fan. O! Harry Temple, woidd to God I might love you, for in so doing, I would love a true and honest man. BnOKEN LINKS. Enter, Mr. Arm and, l. e., both seated. Mr. A. Well my little girl, I suppose tiiat two hearts are made hjippy to-dny, for I saw Harry Temple leavins; a few mlmites ago. Won't my little o;irl allow me to congratulate her* Fan. iPlease don't papa. J/r. A. And why not, Fanchon, has not a father a right to con- gratulate his own child. The child that he has watched and prayed over^ and has seen her budding into womanhood with a jt^alous pride, who h.-is endeavored to make her life happy and pleasant. Who has a better right, Fanchon? F:e and said we were educated. Ah ! I little thought, Guy, when I left you when commencement was over, that within tiiree years the whole current of my life would be changed, that I would be transfm-uied from the gay"^ careless fellow I was, to the man I am now. Ah ! 'tis well we cannot see the future. Guy. Do you know, Reginald, that I have been wondering what IL was that has clianged you so, 1 noticed it at once. You who v/ere my pal in every college scrape, changed to a sober, sensible man. But, I too have had my sorrows, whlcli have sobered me down con- siderably ; and my puri)Ose in coming to this deserted place on a hunting expedition, was to try to get away from this terrible aching at my heart. lieg. Strange, indeed ! Why that is just the reason that I have come here, and thank fortune 1 have met my classmate and friend. Guy. Well, 1 guess we had betrer do as we used to when we had anything on our minds. Don't you remember? Beg. Yes, I remember and I will tell you my story. ( both sit on log and smoke) When I left college I had no serious thought of any woman, but when I met Mignon Armand, every thing changed. I saw in her a noble woman, one calculated to inspire love in any man, but she loves another, and my life is wnicked. I came out here that 1 might forget my grief and sorrow for a time, but forget Mignon Armand, 1 never can. Well, that's all of importance. 'Tis your turn now, Guy. Guy. Jn telling your story, Reginald, you have told my own. The woman I loved, is loved by, and loves another man. O! would to God I had never seen Millie JSTorton. Beg. (starts) Millie Norton ! Guy. Yes, but wiiy do you start? Do'you know anythingof her ? Bey. Mildred Norton is governess to Mignon Armand 's brother. Guy. Then it is some other, for Millie Norton is an heiress. Beg. How long is it since you have heard from her? Guy. It has been several months. Beg. Then it is the same, for Millie Norton lost her money but a few weeks ago, by the dishonesty of her guardian. Guy. VViiat? Millie Norton as governess! surely no man, even though vile as Roger Glen more, would desert her. Beg. {in surj:>ri)>e starting to his feet) Roger Glenmorc! Guy. Yes, do you know^him? Bey. That 1 do. Did you say he was engaged to Millie Norton? Guy. Yes! yes! but tell— Beg. Roger Glenmore is engaged to Mignon Armand. Guy. Why man! how could he be? For I tell you he was en- gaged 10 Millie Norton when 1 left Earnsclift' four months ago. Beg. What vvas the character of the man? Guy. Villain to the core. Beg. I suspected as much. You say Millie Norton was rich, and was engaged to Roger Glenmore. Well since she has been governess at Arm and 's, Roger Glenmore has been paying attention to Miofnou BBOKEN LINKS, ^ ^^ Armantl, who will be rich at her father's death, as he has disinheri- ted [lis other daughter, Fanchon. It is pbiin to me that this Roger Glenmore is a fortune liunter. U-uy. And 1 linevv liim to be a villain. So Millie, my dear Millie is deserted. Well I will <;o to iier and she shall know tliatshe has at leti.^t one friend left. Mi>s Annand shall know of his villainy. li(^ii. What are you i;oing to do? Lulij. \)o\ whyl am going to the one woman in the world whom 1 love, and who lias been so cruelly deserted. Ar.d I am going to s:ive Miss Armand from the clutches of a villain. litn. Thank you, Guy. bitij. Will you go along? lieij. With all my heart. lamas miserable away from Mignon lift 1 am when with her. Umi. Then come along old friend, for every cloud has a silver lining. " {emiuit, r. SCENE II.— Same as Act I. Pomp discovered binginj. Pump. "In dem days when I was hard up In want of wood and tire, 1 used to tie my shoes up . Wid Utile bits uf wire." ofreen But now I is about the happiest culled gentleman on dis yere „ earui, nuihin' much to do, and lot's to eat, but dis yere is a mighty ^ueer liouse. O: here's de young gent. Enter, Xed, k. e. Ned. Hello! you here. Say Pomp, what did Queen Elizabeth take her pill in? Funip, In de day time I 'spec. Ned. ZS'oI inside. Do you see the point? ruhip. Yes, but it is a mighty fine point, as it were. Ntd. Yes, or a side issue, so to speak. Hello! here comes me dariin' J3iddy. Enter, Biddy, l. e. Bid, Oeh ye haythens be clarin' out now, I want to tidy up the room. Ned. Have you taken that walk yet, Biddy. Bid. Shut up ye haythen. {siceeps Ned and Pomp, (siny) Biddy's mad and I am glad And I know what will please her, A bottle of wine to make her shine And JSlike Donelly to squeeze her. {Biddy pursues them offB.. Pe-enter, Xed and Pomp, k., advance to c, cautiously. Ned. Say ! Pomr>. You say it. IS BBOKEN LINKS. Ned, Biddy will be back pretty soon, and Mike generally happens along about this time. Suppose \ve go into the conservatory and then come in one at a time and interrupt them. Fomp. But 1 might get hurt. Ned. No danger! Here they come. Pomp. Here we go to de conservatory, {exit, Pomp and Ned, r. Enter, Biddy and Mike, l. e. Mil'e. 0! Biddy, me darlin', I'm all broke up on ye. Bid. O ! go way now. Mi key. {sioeeps Mike. O! Biddy, let's sit clown here and our hearts will bate last AS we'll walk ha:id in hand under the juniper tree, {both sit on sofa] And Biddy, as the shales ov avenin' tall around us. — Enter, Ned, r. e. (bothjitrnp up) >Vhntdo you want here? Ned. O! nothing but \ny ball. igets ball from table and exit, R. Jlike. O! nje dar.in', I've been thinkin' of 3^e much lately, and I iellye it's moighty lonely for poor Mikey to be livin' alone. JJid. {puts apron over face) 01 Mikey. Enter, Pomp, r. e., both jump up. I ye haythen. Pomp. Dis yere culled gentleman don't want nothin' except a book for Mr. Armand. {gets book from table, exit R., Mike and Btddy seated ajain Mike. O! Biddy, oive got a little pig, and a little house and a cat nnU a dog and — {both muck embarassed) as the shades of avenin' are failin' and the stars shine brigiitly Enter, Ned and Pomp, r. e. our hearts— {kisses her Pomp. His heart is now near her mouth. ( Biddy goes to sweeping, Mike looks foolish Ned. Is your heart batm' very fist? Pomp. Is deni ilere sliades tumbled down yet? Nea. How's your juniper comin' on? Pomp. Twinkle, twinkle little star, {pokes Mike in ribs How I wonder what you are, As you shine on Biddy sweet. While she walks with Mikey neat. Mide. Och ye dirty haythen. {goes toward Pomp Pomp, {dodges behind N ED) I hopes ye grasps the lingo of my chin. Ned sings chorus of ^^Little Black Mustache^\ all join in, and exeunt, Mike and Biddy, l., Pomp and Ned, r. Enter, Mr. Arm and, l. e. — slow music. Mr. A. Yes, yes, I drove her from home; Fanchon, my own darling child. O ! that 1 could undo the rashness of that hour when I drove my baby girl from her father's house. O! God, I feel as if 1 Bit OK EN LINKS. is Wonlct go mad. I think of her all the time, dreain of her at night; and last night I thought I heard her call me, I heard her call father ! father I Oil will go mad ! mad ! O I Fanny ! Fanny I come back to me. {exit, l., slow music Enter, Eoger Glenmore, r. e., Millie, l. e., hides back c. JRoger. What, no one here? Well so much the better; I will have time to lay my plans to get rid of Mildred Norton. Why the dtuee, should she be employed here of all places in the world. It's well enough I put oft our marriage, or I would have been in a pretty pickle. Thanks to that rascally guardian of hers. I wanted her money, and since her money is gone, I'll look for some one else. I guess that Mignon Armand is my game. She will inherit a large fortune at her father's death, which 1 do not think is far off. But i do not see how to get Mildred out of the way. I have already asked Mignon to marry me, and she has consented if her father is willing, and I have come to speak to him to-day. Well ! well ! 'tis money makes the mare go, and I'll have my share, {looks l.) Here they come. Enter, Mr. Armand and MiGXOX, l. e., Koger advances and gives hand to both. Eager, {aside to Mignon) My darling, {all sit — aloud) I sup-' pose, Mr. Armand, that you already u:iderstand the object of my, visit. It is to ask you for the hand of your daughter. Mr. A. Yes, Mignon has told me all, I can see no reason why I should forbid it. God knows 1 have wrecked enough lives already. But you must live with me, Mignon is all the daughter I have, and 1 can't part with her. Yes, you have my consent and may God bless you both. Eoger. Mr. Armand, I know that I have won a jewel and I shall love, reverence and respect her, {aside) for her money. Mr. A. {taking Kogek's hand) And I am glad that I am giving her to an honest man. Mr. Arma^^d goes l., Mildred comes from hiaing place up c. — all start. Eoger. {aside) My God ! I am lost. Mild. !dtop one moment, Mr. Armand, I would tell you my story — 1 was not always poor as you see me now. 1 was not always a governess, but an heiress; my suitors wer^ many, but I turne I Irom tliem all and gave my heart to that man. {points to Roger) That man who told me he ioved me. AVell, 1 was very happy for a time, but my guardian specul.ued with my money and lost it all, and I was penniless; and what did he {points ro Eoger) do? He cruelly de- serted me, becau-e I had lost my money. 1 heard him admit it, in this very room but a few moments ago. Eoger. Woman you are mad. MUd. No! 1 am not mad, but it is a wonder I am not; but your villainy shall be exposed, {turning to Mr. Armand toid Mignon) And I'heard him say, that he was marrying you for your money and — Mig. ! Roger. Mild, And thut he would have it by fair means or foul. Mignon* U hBOKES' LINKS. Mill you marrj' sucli a man rnd thereby wreck your life? And you Mr. ArmancJ, will you let your daughter — all the girl 3''0U have left, marry a villain? Mr. A. What saj' you to these charges, Mr. Glenmore? Boger. Nothing, she is a uind woman. Mild. No! I tell you, not mad! but nearly so by your villainy. And I give you warning to-d ly, Roger Glenmore, never again cross my path, or you will find to your sorrow, that it is no small matter to trifle with a woman's alTections. 1 loved you once, but now 1 hate you. Mr. A. Roger Glenmore, leave my house at once and never darken my door again. • (Mignon sinks in chair, head on table Boger, {to Mildred) Take care woman, I shall be revenged. Mild. Revenge! you talk of revenge. Look at that girl there, bowed down with grief. You are the cause ; you whispered words of love in her ear, as you did in mine, you promised her love as you promised me and we were fools enough to give our hearts to you, O : God, such villainy, but I will be avenged. Boger. Mildred ! Mild. Hush! don't speak my name. I say I will be avenged and 1. ay God have mercy on your sojI. r>Iii DRED suddenly dravjs pistol from her breast amljires, Eoai R sinl's to floor, R. Mildred with upraised pistol, l., Mr. Akmand tartled; Mignon />e?tdm(7 ot;er Roger; Harry Temple ^'"^ Ned nlar in r. e., Pomp, Mike and Biddy enter in l. e. TABLEAU. CUBTAIN. END OF ACT II. ACT III. A lop?e of two years between Act II and III. SCENE 7. — Same as Act I. Reginald and Guy discovered as cur tain rises. Beg. Well, how goes it, old boy? Guy. Bad. bad, I have done all I could to find Millie. I have iiired the best detectives, and searched myself, b;it all to no avail. It seems to me Reginald, as if something had gone from my life for- ever. 1 have almost despaired of ever finding Millie ; and yet 1 think if she knew how my heart is always with her, she would let me know where she is. But O ! the agony of knowing that she is somewhere, perhaps unprotected, and J unable to help her. Beg. Nay. do not despair, Guy ; for something tells me she will be brought home at last. Guy. I hope to God it may be so; but have they heard nothing of Fanciion ? Beg. No! nothing. It has been two years since she left home, and yet they have not heard one word from her. Her father, who fco unjustly drove her from home, has lost his mind, Mr. Artnand*^ I jDhystcian says that nothing but the return of Fanehon will restore his reason. Gi(}/. Well, we will hope for the best. I am going again in search of Millie, and Harry Temple will go with me to search for Fanehon. There is something strange about Harry; they say that he did not care for Fanehon when she left home, but since she has gone, he has n)ade ever\^ endeavor to find her. It is very strange. Beg. Not very strange either, Guy. It is but o'^ne of the freaks of the human heart. Enter, Hakry, r. e. Harry. Oh ! Ileginald and Guy, how do you do? I suppose that you, Guy, will be ready to start with me to-morrow. Gui/. Yes, but where will we go"? Harry. Wliat matters it? (paces stage) O I anythhig toget away fiom a \)\ace where everything reminds me of the woman I love. O! what a fool I have been! 1 told her I did not love her! But I did not know how much 1 cared lor her till she was gone |from me foiever. Guy. Do not despr.ir, old boy, the darkest hour is just before the flawn. Will you go w ith us Reginald. Beg. No! 1 liave business interests, which require my presence here", and then 1 would rather be near Mignon ; she needs my help Gay. That is rioht, Reginald, but come Harry, let us go, I have ?ome preparations to make ami would like to have you with me. We w ill see you again, Rt-ginild, before we leave. [^extt, Harry and Guy, r. ^ Beg. Poor boys, how my heart aches for them. 1 woiider if Mignon Armand's love for Roger Glenmore is the same to-day a^s it was two years ago. I feel tempted to ask her to be my wife. Yes, i w ill. Surely she will not turn from me again. Enter, Mr. Armaxd, supported by MiGXOX, Reginald retires up c— music. Miq. Here, father: take this easy chair. {seats him Mr. A. Yes, you are a good girl, Mignon, and Fanehon will he in pretty soon. 01 how proud I am of Fane. ion. Mig. {to Reginald) His mind is wandering. Mr. A. How proud I am of ail my family. But where's Fanehon and my w^ife Mollie. Call them in Mignon, call them home. Mig. They have been called home, tather. Mr. A. And Ned, where is Ned? He's a line boy, Mignon, and Famiy, she is just twelve years o d to-day. She will make a beauti- ful woman, and she shall marry my old Iriend's son, Harry Temple, and we will all be happy. Mig. Yon are not well to-night, father; let me take you to your room. Mr. A. No I Mignon, I feel as if there was something wrong up ]jyj.^>^ (hand to forehead Mi,/. Come, father. (exit, Mignon and Mr. Armand, l. Be'a. Poor man ! \ e>, Mignon was riglit. His wife has been called honic. {exity K. Enter, Mike, l. e. Mile, Oi'm the happiest man alive. Me Uarlhi* Biddy has pvomi- IB BttOKEK LIKKS. sed to be my wife. And as the stars are fallino;. ^To ! as the junipera are falling. O! botheration; I'll go and find BIdily. {exit, R. Enter, Migxon, l. e. Mig. O! what a miserable life to lead; my sister an outcast; my father bereft of reason; and the man I now love, turns from me. Enter, Kegixald, r. e., unobserved, retires up r. 0! if Regliinld only knew how my heart turned to him to-night! He has befriended me in my aliiiction and I love him. Beg. JNIy darling! Mij. o\ Reginald, you here? Ben. Yes, here in time to hear the words that have made me the happiest man on earth. O ! Mignon, is it so that you love me? Mig. Yes, Reginald, 1 loved Roger Glenmoie as a girl, but I love .you as a woman. Beg. Thank Heaven! {they embrace Mig. Reginald, when I found out the true character of Roger Glenniore, and contrasted his villainy with your honesty and virtue, 1 found my lieart turning to you and did not repent it. And to-night, Reginald, 1 can say that my heart is wholly and unreservedly yours. SCENE II. — Street — evening. Street lamp set up c, stage gradually grows dark as scene progresses. Boy with papers discovered. Boy. Here's your evening papers! Times, World, News, Ex- press. All about the great bank robber}', cyclone, etc. Here's your papers, only live cents. Enter, Guv and Harry, l. e. Here's your papers, gentlemen. Times, News — (Guy buys paper Harry [buttoning up coat) 'Tis bitter cold to-night, Guy. 1 pity these poor newsboys, who have to brave all kinds of weather. Guy. Yes, ye-, but physical pain is not always the hardest to bear. 'Tis the pain of the heart tliat cuts the hardest. And it seems to me, Harry, as it our search will be useless. Harry. Yes, sometimes I feel so; but I love to be out on such nights as this; and 1 think that maybe Fanchon will be out. But have you heard nothing from home. Gutj. Yes, I got a long letter from Reginald. He seems to be the happiest man on earth, for Mignon has at last consented to be his wife. I almost envy him his happiness. Stage darkens. Enter, Man, r., lights street lamp. Harry. Reginald is a good fellow^ and deserves it. He will make her a good husband. G^iy. Yes, he is a good man. But I wonder if there's anything new, perhaps this paper will give us a clew of Fanchon or Mildred. (Guy and Harry retire up c, and read paper by street lamp Enter, Fanchon, r. e. Fan. O ! what a bitter night to be out. But what matters it, what jift'erence does it make to me. Homeless and friendless in this cruel heartless world. O! how 1 long to see my dear folks once more! Dear Ned and Mignon, and Midred, and ! papa, how could you b% BnOKEN LIKKS, ^7 So hard as to turn your child out to the mercy of a heartless world. And Harry Temple, my heart turns to him now, because I know he was a true and loyal man. O ! that I had never seen Reginald Dar- lino:. 1 feel some times as if I would rather die and be at rest. {paces stage Guy. Thank God ! Harry. What is it, Guy ? Guy. Read that. Harrii. {reads aloud) If this should fill into the hands of Guy Manniiio;, let him hasten to the death-bed of his old friend, Millie, at No. 216, 37th street, New York. Guy. Millie, but O! Harry, the death-bed. Harry. It may not be so'bad. Do not despair. You will bring her back to health and happiness. Guy. We cnn o\\\v hope and pray that such may be the case. But 6 ! Harry, to think that she is in the same city t )-ni5ht, after all these weary years of separation. I will go to her at once. Harry. Yes, you had better, she may be dying. But look at that woman there, 1 have noticed her for some time. Guy. And so have I. Harry and Guy coviedown c, and lUt n— music, soft, continues till close of scene. Fan. Y^es, homeless and friendles=. 0!I cannot endure it! I wu\ go mad! Y^es, mad! What use to live; 'tis better far to die! It cannot be worse than this ! Yes, I will end this misery and be at ce^r — (takes pistol from breast) O ! if only Harry — Harry. My God ! it is Fanchon. (rushes to her and catches her in his arms, Guy takes pistol Fan. O I Harry I (Boy htard calling papers off R. CUETAIN. END OF ACT III. ACT IV. SCENE I.— Same as Act I. Ned discovered singing ' Tara-hoom de-ra.* Enter, Pomp, l. e. Pomp. Was you habin' a concert? Ned. Yes, can you sing? „ . , • ua Pomp. Y^ou can jes, bet dat dis yere culled gentleman is a warbler from wav back. I'se de canary bird. Ned. What will we sino;? Pomp. 1 don't belief I'll sing; it would'nt be right. Ned. Why not? Pomp. 'Cause dese people aiii't prepared to Uie. Enter, Mike and Biddy, r. f Pomp. Bin out taking a walk ? Ned, Did your hearts beat fast? romt>. Twinkle, twinkle little star*^ How I wouda— MiM. Shut up, ye baythen, oi'r I'll bust yer bead wid me sbelalab^ Pomp, {dodging behind Ned) Be cureless there. Tse a danger- ous community when I get's started. Bid. Faix, and I could mop the tinor up with ye, ye haytben. Pomp. Ah I now, "darlin Liuu*,' I've got a little pig, and a ittle— Bid. Shut up, will ye. (pursues him off l. JRe-enter, Pomp, l. e. Pomp. 1 hope ye grasps de lings ob my chin. Ned. Come, this is enough of this; let's have a song. What will f^ou take ? Pomp. Lager. Ned. O ! shaw ; let's sing the latest song out. {introduce one of the late comic songs, then all exit except Pomp Pomp, (looks around) Clare to goodness, dey is all gone, and I is monarch of all I survey. Wonda what loan doto amu^e myself; I'se tired of singing, can't read, won't work, and is tetotally unused to pravin'. But here comes Mas'r. K 'ginald ; he seems to be in a pretty good humor. Guess I'd betta skip. {exit, r. Enter, Keginald, l. e. Peg. Well, happiness has dawned upon me at last; and fortune is now smiling upon me, instead of the frowns I am used to. What changes have come over those I have known in the past lew years. Fanchon Arn a id disinlierited and an outcast; my old friend Guy searching all over the world for tlie woman he loves, but wnom I am afraid lie will never tind; and Mignon, what a change in her. I :e3l to-day, as if life was worth living. But I am afraid that Mr. Arm ind is not long for this world. Poor man, bow biiterly he re- pents his deed ; and yet all his repentence will not bring back his child; would to Heaven it would. But all his tears and regrets will not bring Fanchon back. Fanny, he useil to call her; and now I oficn hear him saying that pet name over and over again. But here comes Mignon. Enter, Mjgnon, l. e. Mignon ! Mig, Well, Reginald. Peg. I've been thinking what a change the absence of Fanchon makes. Mig. O! Eeginald, I am thinking of ber always. It seems to me I would give almost anything to see her again ; and father's physi- cian says that Fanchon's return is the only thing that will restore his reason. O! Eeginald, it is terrible. Peg. Yes, Mignon, but we will hope for the best. 3Iig. But have you heard nothing from Hany or Guy. Peg. Koihing. Mig. Then the search must be fruitless indeed. Peg. I am afraid so; but we will not despair. But Mignon, I have been selfish enough to forget them since you told me of your love for me. Mig. Eeginald, it was your devotion which won me. I saw you absenting yourself from society, uud aluiost ( eserting your busineis^ BBOKEN LINKS. ^^ that you might be with me and help me in my affliction; and I iinew that your love was true and honest, and my heart turned to you. Hea. My dailmg, you are worth all 1 have done to win you; may God bless our union and make us happy. But 1 must say good-by tor a little while ; as business demands my presence down town. But how is your father to-day? Mig. We tljink him some worse. We keep him securely locked in his room, as he is violent at times; and he talks almost incessantly of Fauchou. O ! it is terrible. Eeg. Yes, but we can only pray, Miguon, that God will lift this dark cloud from our home. Good-by, Mignon. {exit, R. 2Ii(j. Good, noble man; what would 1 liave done without him. Such a ditterence between he and Roger Glenmore; and I wondei where Millie is to-night. My heart aclies for her. {exit, l. Enter, Mr. Armand, r. e. — music. Mr. A. W^hat! no one here? Ah ! well, 1 have escaped them this time and now I will hunt for Fanchon; my own dear Fanny. They say 1 drove her from home, but it's a lie, abase, black lie; how could 1 drive Fanny from home? And they keep me locked up, but I've escaped them, and now 1 am goiugto look for Fanchon. Curse them, why do they keep me from ht-r? They say I'm mid. No! I am not mal. \ pause) Yes, I am mad. It all comes ba(^k to me now; I drove her away. Yes, lam mad! mad! mad! But they drove me mad, and they shall sutler. Ah I 1 have it, I will burn them out, curse them. {takes match from table, exit, R. Re-enter, Mr. Armand, r. e., turns and sees fire off k. My God! what have I done? Xfalls to floor c, red fire off r.— cries of fire! fire! SCENE Il.—Poorlu furnished room, chairs and cable; Mildred ir re-cUning chair, c. — music as curtain rises. Mild. O! will he come? AVill he forget the injuries I have done hiui ? How I have spurned his love, which must have been sincere? O: Guy, come to me that I may tell vou of mv love for you now. 1 did liot love you then. Xo ! no! 1 did not. Would to God t':iat 1 had, then vou/life and mine would Iimv been very ditfercnt; they would not have been wrecked as tl.ey have been; but i turned from your love and spurned it, and gave my heart to that villain Glen- moje. But O! will he come to such an unworthy creature as I am? Enter Xukse. l. e. Has he come? ^. « Nur>ie. Yes. but are you str.>ng enough to see hnn? Mild, {eaqerlu) Yes^l yes ! let him come to me ? Nur.se. 1 will, mv lady, but you are not strong. {exit, L. Mild. No : 1 aui 'not strong; will 1 ever be strong again. Eiittr, Guy, l. e., kisses Mildred and kneels by chair. Guy. Millie, O! Millie. MUd. Guy, I am so glad you have come! Lilly. Oh ! Millie, why did you not send for me sooner. Mild. JSlillie, Oh ! how t lat name thrills me. I have not heard it since that summer, long years ago, when I heard it from the lips of iO BROKEN LINKS. him who wrecked my life. 0! Guy, do you not shudder to-day as you stand in tlie presence of a murderess? Guy. No! Millie, my oieat love for you covers up all your faults. Mild. O! 'tis sweet to be loved like that. Guy. Millie, when I heard how Glen more had deserted you, I started at once to yon ; but on my way I learned that you had killed him, and had fled, no one knew where. But I resolved to tiud vou, and have searched every where for yon, and was about to leave New York, wlien 1 saw your adveriisenient in the paper; and now, thank God, we shall never part. Mild, (sadly) Guy, I want to tell you how in the many months of my exile, my heart has turned to you, and I felt that some where in the world you were true to me. But I knew that 1 was not worthy of your love. Guy, 1 can hardly tell you how I came to fire that shot; and when 1 fled, I cared not where I went; my mmd seemed crazed. Gu\% before 1 die 1 want you to tell me that yof will forgive me for all 1 have made you sutler. Guy. Millie, darlini>; Millie, I forgive you all. Mild. Guy, 1 have so ofien thought of that summer evening, when you told me that you loved me. 1 tur.ied from you then; but OI if 1 had loved you then, it would all havejbeen sodifferenr, so ditterent, but 1 am thankful that you have been permitted to come even now. Guy. Millie, 1 want to tell you how I have thought of you, all through tlie weary months of our separation; your image was ever uppermost in my heart. Millie, you remember tliat rustic seat where we sat on tliat eventful night when 1 told you of my love. J have sat there often, Millie, when the st irs seeme .1 to mock me in my silent misery; witn only God to keep me company. Every thi no reminded me of you, and I longed to And you and bring you back tc liiat same old place. OI Millie, my heart has been wrung with an- guish, which no one ever knew, except myself. Bat Mi. lie, how pale you look. Mild. Do not be frightened, Guy; it is what I have been e:S:pect- ing; 1 am dying. Guy. .No! do not speak of dying; I will send for your nurse. ' Mild. No! Guy, i want to die with you alone, for the— end — is — near. Guy. O ! Millie, I cannot give you up now, just when I have found you. Mild. Yes, you must give me up, but only for a little while, for the time will come when we will never part; for though the world censured me, yet God pitied and forgave me, and I trust Guy, that I am going home, home where my s nnted )noLher is, and where my old lather waits for me; and you will come, Guy, and we wid beat rest forever. Take a message back to those 1 used to love, tell them I died repentant. Guy, 1 am growing weaker, raise my head and let me die upon vour breast. (Guy supports her Guy. MJie, 01 Millie. Mild. Yes, Guy, I am dying; we must part, but only for a little while, for we shah meet agiun. Farewell, Guy, "until eternity." (Guy lays Iter tenderly hack; soft music till close oj scene Guy. Yes, Millie, tarawell "until eternity." Your sin was great, but your repentence and love was greater. Our lives here have been wrecked, but in the great beyond we shall again meet. (GuY' stands with bowed head SLOW CURTAIN. ACT V. ■SCENE,-Same as Act L Reginald MiONONcm^ S^fRS' rered seated. Fanchon discovered kneeling bejore Mr. Arma^d. ^Sctne Oldens to air of ''Home, Stceet Home. F e of mv exile, 1 have longed to be witii you all again, |0 ^^^\ J" ' lanndai vokes, and to see the forms which were very deai to me. Enter, Pomp and Ned, l. e. \ed Hello, I gue?s your all here hut Mike and Biddy. iomp. 'Specs dey's courtn' in de kjichen 1 aon't mix wid no l^i h t a » • /J^^^f ^^ ;^ ^-^.^ ^..^n ^ Ubin' on dis a prmid boy.;' panchon here has consented to be my wife, ""Kp. Clare .0 goodness !dat knocks de linin' out ob dis yere '"X°"i^''fethei- I have consented to be Harry Temple's wife. I il^otlove MlJrwbett 1 ,e. bon.e bttc i^J- M.n now. ^:,^ A.!a7,eX;;;l y^^^^U^^^^ - leam that Mignon and i will enter into a life partnership. Ti Tr/.:rg.;rtni:u::r r;o jjSe, .r i ..« >-o. to be a noble man. Enter, Mike and Biddy, r. e. Ned. Been out taking a walk? Pol;.. Is dem hearts ob yours beating very fa.t? Bid. Shut up, ye haythen. Z» BBOKEN LINKS, Mike. Or I'll crnek yerliead with me shelalah. Mr. A. I understand, Mike, tiiat yon and Biddy will soon enter Into a matrimonial state. Pomp. Say, Mas'r, am dat near de f^tate ob Caleforne? 'Cau-e I have an old aunt out tliere that left me and my brudder a large legacy. Mr. A. Is that so? What did she leave you ? Pomp. "Well, she left my brudder de inside ob de house and me de outside." Ned. What did she die of? Pomp. Want of bref, I 'spec. Mr. A. Well, Mike, allow me to congratulate you and wish you all happiness. Married life is somewhat of an experiment, which every man must try for himself. Mike. Oi'm thinking oi'll tiy it a whack. Pomp, {dodging behind Ned) Who is you going to whack? Ned. It's awful jolly to be all together. Let's have a song. Pomp. You nuisn't sing so much, child, you'll strain de local organs. Mike. Give us all a show, will ye? (Mr. Armand starts '^Auld Lang Syne'"' — all sing Pomp, (snddenl)/) Great Govenah ! struck me all ob a sudden. 3Ir. A. Well, what is it? Pomp. Where was de candle wdien Peter went out after dark? {all laugh Fan. Everybody seems to be in a good humor. O ! how sweet it is to be among those you love. Pomp, {aside) Clare to goodness ! She's er gwine to pray. Mig. Yes, it is sweet to be among those you love, for love is the ender tie that binds us all together. Pomp suddenly sings first verse of '^Little Brown Jag.'''' Comi^^ characters all join in on chorus. Mr. A. Pomp, you will please keep quiet ten minutes. Harry. Would'nt it be pleasant if we could all be kept together, as we are now ? Pomp. Say, Mas'r, is dem ten minutes prett}' near up ? 'Cause I'd like to make an obserwation. Mr. A. Well, what is it? Pomp. O ! nothin' much ; only if we'se all goin' to stay here, we'll have to put a condition to de house. Mr. A. We will see to that, my boy. Beg. We may be kept together here for a while, but death will single us out, one by one. Mike. Faith, and can't he use his lolliker well, Biddy ? Bid. Yes, indade, love. Ned. Say, Pomp I Pomp. Wid as many slick talkers as dere is around here, dis culled gentleman don't feel called upon to sav it. Ned. Why is a cat's tail like a long'^lane? Pomp. Kase it's fur to de end. Give us a hard kerfundrum. Mr. A. Come boys, I guess we have had as many '^kerfundrums" as we can digest. But as we are all together, I would like to say a few words to you all. I always prided myself on my strength of will, and thouoh it is a great thing, but it has wrecked my life. Chush your wills and have them under your subjection. And 'if any &f joii ever have children of yonr own, never stand in their way to haJDpiness; for by so doino^ yon will wreck their lives, and thus prove yourself a curse instead of a blessing. Keniember my life, and take warning. Pomp. Yon bet, Mas'r, I grasps de lings ob your chin. Pieg. O ! how I pity Guy to-night; n\v dear old college friend ; for iio doubt lie is standing to-night by the grave of the one woman in the world that inspired in him one degree of love. Mr. A. Yes, we all pity him. And now my children, we will liave a grand triple weddiniij. I think that j^ou will give in to an old man's whim in this; and we will forget the past, and live for the future alone. Let the future pages of our life be bright and pure; a-ul we will all live toorether here, even t'longh we may have to take Pomp's advice and put a "condirion" to the house; and we will all be happy, and I trust that we shall so live, that, after death has l^arted lis, we shall all meet Mill e in that grand reunion beyond the river. Mike. And now friends, as the stars shine brightly, and the avenin r shades are falling, our hearts will bate fast, as we'll wand r hand in hand, beneatli the juniper trai. Pomp, {halving) Ladies and gentleman, dis yere culled gentle- man feels called upon to make a Yew remarks. 1 want ti ceng'-atu- lite all ob you lolks dat is enterin' de matrimonial state, i don't know whe kla dat state hab been admitted or not, but I know dat 1: is getting to be pretty well populated; and I also hope's dat you won't hab any trouble wid dat frisky little thini: dat dey calls de liuu'an heart', for it makes a heap ob misery in de's yere world, a,n(l 1 hope dat you all grasps de lings ob my chin. {hows Pomp. Ned. Mike. Mr. B. Biddy. Eeginald. Harry. MiGNON. Fanchon MUSIC. CUP TAIN, THE END. "^C laim Ninety-Si x.4^ A Border Drama in 5 acts by Len Ware, for 8 male and 5 female characters. This drama is replete with startling situations and thrilling incidents. SYNOPSIS^FEVENTS. ACT I. -The Land of Gold. iS'c*'ne/—Tooni stone, a mining town in California. Jerry Mack's saloon. Guy Lester, king of counteifeitors. Nell. The toast. Claim Ninety-Six. The meanest man. A. plan to stetvl Charley Grey's dust. Arrival of Major Dolittle, from Ken- tuck. Nell and the iMnjor. A love scene, which ends in "gin and peppermint." Scene //.—Charley Grey and Mack. Ebony, the boot black. Ebony's advice. G-uy Lester, the octoroon. Toomstone quiet. "Slaves, runaway niggers." Ebony keeps his eyes open. Scene ///.—Sacramento Joe and Nell. Nell's history. The little black book. Nell locks Sacr.'\mento Joe ii> the cellar. Bell and Mack. Guy discovers Mack's secret. "Niggrer whipper. slave driver." The quarrel. Sacramento Joe. "Don't pull boys, I've got the drop on ye. and T don't give a cuss." ACT II.-Home of Bell Mack. Scene /.—Nells advice. Ebony tells Nell of the raid to be made on Charley Qlr«y'l cabin. "Nell will be on deck to-nipht." "I jrolly, dis chile will be dar' too." Scene IL—Ma,ck's bad luck. A compact of crime sealed. Nell on the war-path. Ebony's fright, "Now I— I— lay me down." (Scene ///.—Charley Grey's cabin. Mnck and Guy searching for the gold dust. Timely arrival of Nell and Ebony. "Throw up your hands or you are dead men," Escape of the robbers.' Sacramento Joa, "I don't care a cuss." i ACT III. -Arthur Brandon's Home. Scene I. — The lost child. A Uving trouble. Bessie (rrey deposits the gold dust in Mr. Brandon's safe. Guy Lester interviews Mr. Brandon in regards to the Grey's gold. Scene //.—Peterson, the apple sass man from Vermont, in search of a meal. Ebony and Peterson. Snubbed by Bessie. "Squashed, tetotally squashed." Scene ///.—Mack and Guy congratulate themselves on their escaping Nell's bullet. "Charley Grey's wife will nm Toomstone." Peterson and his four barrels of apple sass. "Polly Ann Spriggins." Peterson proposes to Nell. The game of cards, Bessie Grey interrupts the game. The way to Vermont. The wife beater. Mack faces Nell's rifle the secon Fetter Lane to Gravesend 2 Hamlet the Dainty •'> Haunted House 2 How Sister Paxey got her Child Baptized 2 Handy Andy 2 Hypochondriac The 2 88 266 128 90 61 244 234 .150 246 In the Wrong Box 3 Joe's Vist 2 Mischievous Nigger Midnight Colic Musical Darkey No Cure No Pay ^ Not as Deaf as He Seeaia. Old Clothes Old Dad's Cabin OldPompey Othello 109 ■2^)7 134 258 177 96 107 133 179 94 243 25 92 238 10 64 2.);^ 2.S2 T22 118 6 108 24.T 4 197 198 216 206 210 203 205 l.)H 17 ViO 215 250 260 Other P«opI«'b ChiMren Pomp Green's Snakes Pomn's Pranks ^ Prof.Bones'Latest Invention Quarrelsome Servants Rooms to Let -- School Seeing Bostiug....^ Sham Doctor „. 16.000 Ye.«irs Ago Snorts on a Lark Sport with a Sportsman „ Stage Struck Darkey Strawberry Shortcake Stocks Up, Stocks Down That Boy Sam. „ The Best Cure The Intelligence Office The Select School The Popcorn Man The Studio _ Those Awful Boys - Ticket Taker Twain's Dodging Tricks- Uncle .Tefl - Vice Versa Villkens and Dinah Virginia Mummy Who Stole the Chickens William Tell Wig-Maker and Hia Servantp GUIDE BOOKS. Hints on Elocution Hint.s to Amateurs CANTATA. On to Victory TABLEAUX. Festivnl of Davf PANTOMIME. 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