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 HAVERHILL, MASS., NOV. 22, 1872. 
 
 HAVERHILL: 
 
 WOODWARD & PALMER, PRINTERS 
 
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 A Military Drama in Five Acls^ 
 
 By Comrade G^EO. ^^. HEATH, 
 
 (author of thk ducmmkr boy ov thk shenanooah., 
 
 HAVERHILL, MASS., NOV. 22, 1872. 
 
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 HAVERHILL: 
 
 WOODWARD k PALMEU, PUINTERS. 
 1873. 
 
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 Entered accordinfi: to Act of Con^ross, in the year 1872. by 
 Geo. W. Heath, in the office of the Librarian of Congress at 
 Washington. 
 
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 Box 533. Haverhill, Mass, 
 
 eg^§r 0F aMj^E^crjs^s. 
 
 r X I o s . 
 
 tlAREP Weston, Captain Allen. 
 
 Fkei) Weston, Ser(;eant of Picket, 
 
 .James Moohe, Mr. Muth,* 
 
 Catastrophy Jackson, Mr. Watkins,* 
 
 DoLPH, Mr. Kent,* 
 
 Maj. Gen. Commanding, Mr. Smart.* 
 *Not Speaking parts. 
 
 LADIES. 
 
 Mrs. Weston, Rosa Arrington, 
 
 Carrie Weston, Grace Holden, 
 
 Mrs. Arrington, Jerusiia Jenkins. 
 
 Goddesses of Liberty, War, Peace. Hope, Justk e. 
 Staff Officers. Soldiers, Citizens, &c. 
 
 €OX t EI>KK ATEN. 
 
 Robert Willard, , Frank Stark, 
 
 Harrison Rathbone, ^ ,- .' Captain Wilson, 
 General BucKNER, ** " George Bennett, 
 Charles Claire. 
 
 Officers, Orderlies. Soldiers, Citizens, &c. 
 
•N 
 
 ^ ACT I. 
 
 ScKNK l«t. Room at Mrs. Arlington's. Yaukee rule and 
 Southern steel. 
 
 Scene 2d. Garden at Mr. Weston's. Dolph in trouble ; 
 Jerusha'a model for a husband ; Catastrophj' full of patriotism ; 
 " I'll die an old maid just to spite him." 
 
 ScKNE 3d. Double Scene. Two rooms in a tavern at Brazo» 
 ria ; A Southern mob ; the toast ; " I do not know you or your 
 cause " ; friends in council ; the lone star flag ; the stars and 
 stripes torn down ; the oath ; •'•I swear." 
 
 Scene 4lh. Wood. Catastrophy and Dolph on the lookout. 
 
 Scene 5th. Street in Brazoria ; the mob at the polls ; " yeh 
 votes here when yeh votes right ;" the first blow ; words and 
 bullets. 
 
 Scene 6th. Wood. The thunder storm and what was done 
 in it ; Catastrophy and Dolph put in an appearance ; Rathbone 
 in a tight place ; Southern chivalry. 
 
 Scene 7th. Room at Mr. Weston's. Dolph accepts the old 
 rifle ; his promise ; father and son ; the old man's advice ; pre- 
 paring for flight ; the lock of hair and why it was treasured ; 
 a useful present ; good-bye to home and friends ; Tableau — 
 Union Refugees. 
 
 ACT II. 
 
 Scene 1st. Room at Mr. Weston's. Charges against 
 Fred ; the arrest ; " May God protect us all ;" Tableau — Hope 
 beyond the Clouds. 
 
 Scene 2d. Wood. Jerusha's courage clear up ; searching 
 for a boat. 
 
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4 SYNOPSIS OF SCENES AND INCIDENTS. 
 
 Scene 3d. Bar-room in Smithland. Fred proposes a toast ; 
 a lerrilole murder ; on the track ; appearance of Willard and 
 Rathbone ; '' away with them to prison." 
 
 Scene 4th. Wood. Catastrophy and Jerusha again ; Wil- 
 lard and Rathbone on the trail ; " the wandering refugee" ; the 
 blow in the dark; tied up in a blanket; " Ho, for the sunny 
 south once more." 
 
 Scene 5th. Pier scene by moonlight. Willard and Rath- 
 bone finish their work ; Fred thrown overboard ; the useful 
 present saves a life ; Catastrophy and Jerusha take a boat ride ; 
 what they saw in the water ; the rescue. 
 
 ACT III. 
 
 Scene 1st. Village Landscape. Flag presentation ; off to 
 ■the front. 
 
 Scene 2d. Wood. "Halt! who goes there?" taken pris- 
 oners. 
 
 Scene 3d. Landscape. Union camp ; Catastrophy wants a 
 uniform ; Jerusha's iilea of politeness ; Dolph overjoyed ; 
 " fall in." 
 
 Scene 4th. Wood. Willard scouting. 
 
 Scene oth. Room scene. Union General's headquarters ; 
 Fred detailed as a scout. 
 
 Scenk titii. Wood. Foraging ; a small seizure. 
 
 Scene 7th. Room scene. Rebel General's headquarters; 
 arrival of the mail ; Rathl)one tells some startling news ; anew 
 version of Fred's escape ; the story has an eHect ; Tableau — 
 Homeless but not Friendless ; " I'll take good care my enemies 
 do not see them " 
 
 Scene 8th. Wood. " String him up" : Catastrophy's bat- 
 talion to the rescue ; the tables turned. 
 
 Scene 9th. Mountain Glen ; arrival of Fred with news ; 
 the skirmish line falling back ; the battle ; capture of the field 
 piece; the fight for the flag ; wounded; Tableau — Our Banner 
 Victorious. 
 
 ACT IV. 
 
 Scene 1st. Hosjiital scene. A faithful watcher; brother 
 and sister ; Tableau — ^ome of those tvho saved us. 
 
 ScKNE 2d. Room in a hospital. Catastrophy anxious to 
 return ; Jerusha objects ; she is overruled. 
 
 Scene 3d. Wood. Scouting; the captive; arrival of Capt. 
 Weston ; southern principles ; Fred's opinion of them. 
 
SYNOPSIS OF SCENES AND INCIDENTS. 5 
 
 Scene 4th. Landscape. Catastrophy on a spree ; gobbled 
 up ; " rum and 'lasses." 
 
 Scene 5th. Rocky pass. Rebel camp ; the tempting bottle ; 
 " don't you fear for me." 
 
 Scene 6th. Wood. Captured ; a bragging lieutenant. 
 
 Scene 7th. Room scene. Rebel headquarters ; Catastrophy 
 before the Rebel General ; what was found out by him ; how 
 the re-enforcements came ; news of Vicksburg's surrender ; 
 the escape. 
 
 Scene 8th. Wood. The faithful sentinel ; the assault ; 
 Union boys at hand. 
 
 ACT V. 
 
 Scene 1st. Southern Dungeon. Starving ; the shot from 
 the guard ; an accursed record ; a fearful wreck ; the chords 
 break ; unconscious ; waking ; "■ Marching through Georgia" ; 
 death of Willard ; TmUeaii—TJie Final Roll Call. 
 
 Scene 2d. Landscape. Going home ; the bargain ; 
 
 Scene 3d. Village Landscape. Return of the flag ; wel- 
 come. 
 
 Scene 4th. Room at Mrs. Arrington's. Rathbone's prophe- 
 cy fulfilled. 
 
 Scene 5th. Street in Brazoria. The war ended ; the oath 
 fulfille<l ; the stars and stripes once more wave from the staff 
 from which traitoi's tore it ; " Our Fhig is There ; Tableau, — 
 The Angel of Peace. 
 
7J^J^'M P&QT. 
 
 ACT I. 
 
 Scene 1 . Fancy chamber in 4. 
 2. Ciiirden in 1. 
 " 3. Double scene, two 
 plain rooms in 4. 
 4. Wood in 1. 
 
 ACT II. 
 
 Scene 1. Parlor in 3, same as Scene 5 
 
 Scene 5. 
 
 Street in 4, set bouse 
 
 
 R, 3d e., flag staff c. 
 
 " 6. 
 
 Wood, same as scene 
 
 
 4, in 1. 
 
 " 7. 
 
 Parlor in 3. 
 
 " 8. 
 
 Tableau^ drop. 
 
 Scene 1. 
 " 2. 
 '• 3. 
 
 Act 1, Scene 7. 
 Tableau. 
 Wood in 1. 
 Har-room in 3, l)ar l 
 
 u. K. 
 
 6. 
 
 ACT III. 
 
 Village landscape in 5. 
 Wood in 1. 
 Landscape in G. 
 Wood in 1. 
 Plain Chamber in 3. 
 Landscape in 1. 
 
 Scene 7. 
 " 8. 
 " 9. 
 '- 10. 
 - 11. 
 '' 12. 
 
 Wood in 2. 
 
 Water scene with city 
 in distance in 6. pier 
 L. 4th E., set waters 
 back & front of pier 
 boat ready k. u. e. 
 
 Plain Room in 4. 
 
 Tableau. 
 
 Plain room in 4. 
 
 Wood in 1. 
 
 Mountain glen in 6. 
 
 Tableau., drop. 
 
 ACT IV. 
 
 Scene 1. Room in hospital in 5. Scene 6. Monntain pass in 6. 
 
 " 2. Tableaii. "■ 7. AVood in 2. 
 
 " 3. Plain chamber in 3. " 8. Plain chamber in 3. 
 
 " 4. Rocky pass in 4. ' '' 9. Rocky pass in 4. 
 " .'). Wood in 1. I 
 
 Scene 1. Dungeon in 4. 
 " 2. Tableau. 
 " 3. Landscape in 1. 
 
 4. Village landscape in 5 
 *' 5. Fancy chamber in 2. 
 
 ACT V. 
 
 Scene 
 
 6 . Street in 4 , flag staff c. 
 
 7. Tableau. 
 
 8. Street in 4. 
 
 9. Tableau, drop. 
 
f^^Qprnmrims. 
 
 ACT I. 
 
 ScEXK 1 St. Handsome set of furniture, nice books on table c. 
 
 Scene 2d. In room r. common table c, papers &c. on table, 
 a chairs. In room l. bottles, drinking- cups, &c., on bar l. u. e.' 
 3 chairs, lone star flag for Willard, torn U. S. flag ready l.,' 
 single star for flag for P>ed, U. S. flag about 8 feet long. 
 
 Scene oth. Ballot box on table in doorway of set house r , 
 ballots for men, 8 revolvers, 5 bowie knives, 
 
 Scene 6th. Thunder, lightning and rain. 
 
 Scene 7th. Handsome furniture, easy chair c, pitcher of 
 water and tumbler on table r. c, writingdesk, pen,, ink, paper, 
 and envelopes in it, on table r. c, pair of scissors for Rosaj 
 lock of hail- and nice dagger for Rosa, rifle ready r. handkei-- 
 chief covered with blood ready r. 
 
 ACT II. 
 
 Scene 1st. Same as Act 1st, Scene 7th, anchor for Goddess 
 of Hope, chain 4 or 5 feet long. 
 
 Scene 3d. Bottles and cups on bar l. u. e., newspapers for 
 Capt. Wilson, tin money. 
 
 Scene 4th. Stuffed club for Rathbone, blanket rolled up 
 and tied with piece of small rope 10 or 12 feet lo/ig for Fred. 
 
 Scene 5th. Dummie ready l. to throw from pier, tied in 
 l>lanket just like the one Fred has. 
 
 ACT III. 
 
 Scene 1st. Muskets, equipments and U. S. uniforms for 
 soldiers, nice flag on staff for presentation. 
 
 Scene 3d. Camp fire l. u. e., small camp table, and camp 
 stool R.,pen, ink and paper on table, written orders for Capt 
 Allen. * 
 
 Scene 5th. Common table and camp stool c, papers, war 
 map, &c., on table, mail bag with letters, papers and plans in 
 it under table. 
 
 Scene Gth. Pie for Dolph. 
 
 Scene 7th. Camp table and 2 stools c, papers and docu- 
 ments on table, blank letters for Fred. 
 
COSTUMES. 
 
 Scene 8th. Piece of rope 10 or 12 feet long for Willard. 
 
 Scene 9th. Signal color on staff, field glass for Maj. Gen., 
 bomb shells r. & l., cannon and carriage ready l. loaded, blank 
 catridges for soldiers, bass and snare drums, and bugles, r. & l. 
 
 ACT IV. 
 
 Scene 1st. Cot r. c, camp stool near it. 
 
 Scene 3d. Halter for Dolph. . . ui 
 
 Scene 5th. Camp table and stool R. c, documents on table, 
 bottle and cup on table, newspaper for Willard. 
 
 Scene 7th. Letter for orderly. 
 ACT V. 
 
 Scene 1st. Old broken chair c, large book for roll book, 
 quill and pair of large wings for Angel. ^, o . 
 
 ScKNE oth. Small flag on pole for Catastrophy, U. S. flag 
 6 or 8 feet long for Fred. 
 
 Jared Weston. Texan trowsers, dresssing gown. 
 
 Fred Weston.— F/rs^ dress, nice Texan suit. Second dress, 
 anv roucrh suit. Third dress, U. S. Uniform, Sergeant. 
 Fourth dress, disirnisod in rebel grey. Fifth dress, U. S. L ni- 
 forni a<'ain. Sixth Dress, old man disguise. Seventh dress, 
 raoHretf shirt and pants. Eighth dress, MuJ. in the U. S. Army. 
 
 Tames Moouk.— First dress, plain Texan suit. Second 
 dress, any rough suit. Third^ dress, U. S. private uniform. 
 Fourth dress. Lieutenant's uniform. 
 
 Catasthophy Jackson.— i^/r.si dress, as fancy dictates. 
 Second dress, U. S. private uniform. 
 
 Dolph.— First dress, plain neat suit. Second dress, U. b. 
 
 uniform. 
 
 Robert Willard.— F/rs^ dress, rough lexan suit/ Second 
 
 dress, C. S. ottficer's uniform. 
 
 Harrison Rathbone.— i<Vr.s« dress, rough Texan suit. Sec- 
 ond dress, C S. otticers uniform. 
 
 Claire & Stahk.— First dress, same as AVillard. Second 
 dress C. S. Privates. Third dress, C. S. officers. 
 
 Capt. Wilson k (^eo. Bennett.— F<rs« dress, any old rough 
 dress. Second dress, C. S. Privates. 
 
 Ladeis dress as fancy dictates in their respective parts. 
 
SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 
 
 ACT I. SCENK 1st. 
 
 Room at Mrs. Arrington's in Uh groove^ well furnished. 
 
 Mrs. Arrington r., Rosa k. c. discovered — Mrs. Arrington 
 reading^ Rosa sewing. ^ 
 
 Rosa. Mother, a gloom I cannot give cause for makes me 
 sick at heart. 
 
 Mrs. A. I feel as you do, Rosa, but I can assign no reason 
 for it, except the thought of to-morrow, when the vote of 
 Texas will be cast for or against secession, and only God 
 knows what will follow. Now, more than ever, do I feel your 
 father's death, for I know how he would vote, were he liviiW. 
 
 Rosa. Why, mother, I cannot see the necessity for breaking 
 up the country. Why should they desire to dissolve the Union, 
 of which, since my childhood I have been so proud? 
 
 Mrs. A. I do not know. The people are surely crazed, for 
 most all of them are crying for secession. 
 
 Rosa. Mother, all will not vote for secession ; there is one 
 I know wlio is brave and strong, who on the morrow will teach 
 them in the town to do right. 
 
 Mrs. A. Men will not be guided there by ideas of right, 
 my child ; the bowie-knife and revolver will guide the ballot, and 
 Fred would be reckless to oppose them ; his single vote would 
 avail nothing, and his death would cause a world of harm. 
 
 Rosa. Death ! Would they kill him, mother, for voting 
 against them ? 
 
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10 SOUTH KKN REKUGEKS. [aCT I. 
 
 Mrfi. A. I do not know. There will certainly be trouble, 
 for if there is nny truth in the pa|)ers I receive from the North, 
 the bayonets of the Union will be us6d against the ballots of 
 Becession. Let Fred reserve himself for that. 
 
 Enter Fred Weston, l. 2 e. 
 
 Fred. Good morning, Rosa. Good morning Mrs. Arring- 
 ton. {Business of welcome.) 
 
 Rosa. Good morning, Fred. 
 
 Mrs. A. Good morning, Fred, wh;it news? {Fred takes 
 seat L. c.) Rosa and I were just talking about the election to- 
 morrow. How do you think the \ote will be? 
 
 Fred. I have been all through the county, and I find but 
 few who are not going to Aote to secede. Many, I think, are 
 are opposed to it, but the fear of Wilhird and his clique drives 
 them to it. 
 
 Kosa. Is it true, Fred, that they are going to kill all those 
 who oppose them? 
 
 Fred. I do not know. I saw a card on the Court House, 
 stating that those who vote for Yankee rule must do it in the 
 face of Southern steel. I suppose by "Yankee rule," is meant, 
 in favor of the Union. 
 
 Rosa. 0, if I were a man ! 
 
 Fred. If you were, Rosa, what could your single arm do? 
 You could only resist by a vote, and, God giving me strength 
 I intend to do that. 
 
 Mrs. A. Be careful Fred ; remember more will be required 
 of you than mere voting. 
 
 Fred. I know it, Mrs. Arrington, and I have determined 
 that if Texas leaves the Union I shall go north, for I am con- 
 vinced \v;ir will follow this mad course of the Southern States. 
 
 Mrs. A. It seems inorintablf. You will excuse nic now. my 
 du ies call mc. 
 
 Fred, (-ertainly. (Exit Mrs. A., u. 3 k.) 
 
 Rosa {Taking iSeat beside Fred.) Have you seen Harri- 
 son Rathbone to-day? 
 
 Fred. No. Has he been here? 
 
 Rosa. Yes. He was here and poun^l out a torrent of 
 threats against the Yankees. I rcmiufled him that hewasborn 
 and lived until a few years since in Connecticut. He said that 
 did not make him an abolitionist, and left muttering vengeance 
 against those who vote foi* Union to-morrow, and you in partic- 
 ular, as he says you stand between him and myself. 
 
SCENE 11.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 11 
 
 Fred. Poor fool, he is true to his instincts. {After a pause.) 
 It is very strange, but there is not one person of northern birth 
 in this section, who is a slave owner, that is not going to vote 
 for secession to-morrow. 
 
 Rosa. But there is one Southern man who hates their ac- 
 tions, and who will oppose them. O, Fred, I do feel proud of 
 you. 
 
 . Fred. Rosa, when strong emotions move the heart, or great 
 dangers surround us, cold etiquette is laid aside, and we stand 
 face to face with no feelings disguised. And as there is a great 
 danger in w;iiting for us all nosv, [ cannot help feeling that 
 deep, pure love for you that fills my heart. But there is a love 
 higher than that which connects the sexes ; a love which for- 
 gets all personal considerations when principles are involved ; 
 a love which impels the mother to kiss her first born adieu, and 
 send him into the ranks of death ; a love which elevates man 
 to the dignity of angels, for it mocks at danger and smiles at 
 death. It is the soul absorbing love of our fatherland and our 
 country's flag. Rosa, that flag is in great danger now, and I 
 feel it my duty to lend my aid to defend it. But I will leave 
 you now. After the election is over, I will call and inform you 
 of the result. {Exit Fred l. 2 e.) 
 
 • {Rosa takes seat at table as scene doses.) 
 
 Scene 2d. Garden in 1st Groove. 
 
 {Enter Fred followed by Dolph l. 1 e.) 
 
 Dolph. Mauss Fred, is yeh gwine to de vil'ge to-moiTow, 
 shuah ? 
 
 Fred. Why do you ask, Dolph? 
 
 Dolph. Coz, if yeh is, sah, I'd like to go mighty. 
 
 Fred. But, why to-morrow, any more than any other day? 
 
 Dolph. Wall, Mauss Fred, I diinno. 'Pears tings ain't 
 ag(^iu' right no how. Harrs'n Ratbun hes agoin' to be dar an' 
 he don't like yeh much. I reckon, eoz of Miss Rosa, and he tole 
 Sam, his boy, dat hed make yeh scjuirm yet ; an' den dar's 
 VVillard, him an' Ratbun goes togedder, and deys gwine to 
 shoot all w'at don't go wid 'em. 
 
 Fred. Well, Dolph, supposing all this to be true, and they 
 were going. to shoot me, what could you do? 
 
 Dolph. Mauss Fred, yeh knows I ain't skeery ; yeh know 1 
 kin shoot ; an' den if deh kills yeh, Mauss, I don't want to lib 
 nohow ; dey can shoot me fust. Do let me go Mauss Fred ? 
 
J 2 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT T. 
 
 Fred. ( Going r.) I will see about it in the morning, Dolph. 
 {Enter Catastrophy and Jerusha, r. 1. e.) 
 
 Cat. Hokl on a minute, Fred ; we've been lookin' arter you 
 all the mornin'. You see we know there's to be some tearing 
 work done here mighty soon, an' I don't know but a darned few 
 in these diggins that's on the right side, an' I thought Jerush^ 
 'n I'd be toThot for this climate" arter they'd got well to work, 
 so we've come to tell you we was goin' back to Aroostuck 
 County, an' start new! You see we go in for Union ; both 
 kinds ; the Union of States, and the state of union matrimo- 
 nial, an' she told me last night that I need'nt look to her for 
 the latter till the fust was a settled fact beyon<i all peradventur. 
 
 Jerusha. That's just so, squire ; any man that can stand by 
 and see our good old tlag trampled on and the feathers all 
 pulled out of <nir Eagle, and not jump right up and show his 
 patriotism, need'nt look in this direction for a wife, anyhow. 
 
 Fred. Then, of courso. C'atastroi.hy, you proteose to show 
 that you have patriotism enough to deifend that old flag we love 
 
 so well? 
 
 Cat. Patriotism ! why, I'm chuck full of it ; I was weaned 
 on that air. and the few 'vears I've been working down. here for 
 you haint diminished mv stock an iota. We are^goin' home, 
 an' I shall see Jerusha all safe, there, then Fm goin' to get my 
 hand into this 'ere row they're kickin' up. an' stick to it till 1 
 can march straight across Texas with the American Flag on a 
 pole, an nobody dare to olfer it the leastest insult. 
 
 Fred. May" success attend you ; we may meet in the North- 
 ern Army. 
 
 Jerusha. What? are you going too? Why they d kill 3^ou 
 in a minute if they heard vou say so. 
 
 Fred. Yes, I shall go ; for I cannot stay here and do noth- 
 in<^ in this, our country's trial. If on the morrow Texas votes 
 to'^secede, I shall imniediately start for the first rendezvous of 
 the Northern troops, and join my fate with theirs. 
 
 Cat. Glory! Glory! Glory! Give us your hand. How 
 any man in the north, with all the privileges they have had, 
 can have as much as a spoonful of sympathy for the south in 
 this 'ere business, when such sentiments as them are spoke by 
 a southern born, is more than I c^^n see into. But come along 
 Jerusha, he's got me so much hotter than I was afore, that if I 
 stay here any 'longer I shall bust, sure, and spill myself all over 
 the cussed confederacy. 
 
SCENE III.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 13 
 
 Jerusha. And, Mr. Weston, If 3'ou ever hear of his show- 
 ing the white feather during this tantrum, just let me know, an' 
 I'll die an old maid just to spite him. 
 
 {Exit Catastrophy and Jerusha, r. 1 e.) 
 
 Fred. With an army of men with sentiments like those, the 
 right must triumph. {Exit Fred, r. 1 e.) 
 
 Dolpli. Bress de Lor', I hope uni may. {Exit Dolph, u. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 3d. Plain Room in 4. Partition through middle, 
 making double scene. Practical door in pxtrtition. 
 
 In room, r. common table and Jive chairs, papers on table. 
 Muth, Wathiyis, Kent, Smart, and James Moore discovered 
 seated around table. 
 
 In Room l., bar l. u. e., bottles and c^ips on it, bar-tender 
 behind bar. Rathbone, Stark, Claire, and loafers discovered, 
 cups in hand, ready to drink. 
 
 Rathbone. Pel's, I've a toast to give yeh, an' cuss him 
 what don't drink it. 
 
 Onines. Let's have it Harrs'n. Go ahead old fel. Spit it 
 out, &c. 
 
 Rathbone. Here's success to secession an' a bullet for every 
 feller what casts a ballot agin it. {All drink.) 
 
 Claire. I'd like to see the fel' what objects to them 'ere 
 sentiments. 
 
 Rathbone. Well, then, if yeh look out there yeh'll see one ; 
 there comes Fred Weston, an' I'll lay a thousand dollars agin a 
 ehaw-ter-backer that he Azotes agin us ; he's gone plum over to 
 the abolitionists. {Enter Fred,!.. 2 k.) Hello', Weston ; say, 
 have a drink? Willard's stood a big treat to-day. 
 
 Fred. I thank you, sir, I do not wish to drink. ( Crosses to r. 
 
 Rathbone. What, not drink success to our cause? 
 
 Fred. I do not recognize you or your cause. {Fred enters 
 room R., busiriess of welcome.) 
 
 Rathbone. There, I told yeh so. Come let's licker again. 
 {All go up to bar.) 
 
 Fred. Mr. Moore, I am glad to see you and the rest of our 
 friends here ; if I mistake not there is a dangerous duty before 
 us to day. 
 
 Moore. True, Mr. Weston, but we must undertake it like 
 men. Willard's part3% I understand, swear to shoot every man 
 voting against them. We cannot resist them by force, but by 
 a calm and determined demand for the right of voting as we 
 
14 SOUTHKRN REFUGEES. [aCT I. 
 
 choose, I think we can succeed ; this threat will deter many 
 from voting with us, who, I am certain are opposed to disunion. 
 Let us hope that seeing our course they may take courage and 
 rally around us. 
 
 {Enter Robert Willard, \.. 2 e.) 
 
 Rathhone. Three cheers for Col. Willard. 
 
 Omnes. Hurrah ! Hurrah ! Hurrah ! {All go up to bar 
 and drink ogain.) 
 
 Ratlibone. Now give us a speech Col., something to rouse 
 us up ; you know just how to do it ; come, let's hear from you 
 about our glorious cause. 
 
 WUlard. Fel's, I did not come here to day to talk, I came 
 to act. We are to decide to day, so far as we are concerned, 
 one of eke most important questions ever submitted to any 
 people — that of being an independent South, or a servile collec- 
 tion of States 'neath the crushing heel of a despot. Once this 
 land was governed by true patriots, who had the interests of 
 the whole country at heart ; now the power is wrested from 
 their keeping and in their places stand, not our rulers, but ty- 
 rants — men who would r(>b us of our property, free our slaves, 
 and place them on an equality with us — with you my country- 
 men ! Are you willing that this thing should be ? Will you lie 
 passive while the chains are being forged to enslave you? 
 Will you still cling close, like cowards, to what is not the gov- 
 ernment of your choice ? 
 
 Omnes. No ! Never ! &c. 
 
 Willard. I rejoice to hear you say no ! We hold the power 
 in our own hands, and woe be to us if we use it not. Already 
 five of our sister States have gone out, and from their happy 
 eminence beckon us to follow. Are you ready? are you will- 
 ing to 0()V 
 
 Omnes. We are ! We are ! 
 
 Willard. Then, if you are, let your votes corroborate yoiii- 
 words. Every slave State will follow us, and we will build us 
 up a model nation ; where the white and the black man will be 
 protected, and each occupy the position God intended him for ; 
 a nation that all can love, and whose eml)lem I now show you. 
 {iShoics the Confederate lone star flag of Texas.) 
 
 Omnes. Hurrah ! Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 
 
 Willard. If this is the flag of your choice, haul down from 
 yonder staff, where now it floats, the flaunting banner of in- 
 famy, and give the banner of liberty and a united South to the 
 
SCENE IV.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 15 
 
 winds of Texas. {All rush off' l. re-enter tvith U. S. Flag, 
 tear it np^ then trample it under feet, leaving it on stage.) 
 
 Willard. And now to the polls and vote, as becomes true 
 Southern men. {Exeunt l. Fred and others in room a., pass 
 to room L. Fred gets fragments of flag and stands c. 3Ioore 
 R. of Fred, others on either side of them. Moore speaks as 
 they are entering room u. 
 
 Moore. Friends, we should have expected this ; the mob is 
 perfectly frantic. We are here and cannot escape votinsj, 
 though it is useless. Let us, then, go forward tmd do our duty. 
 
 Fred. Had I been told yesterday that I would stand by and 
 see this flag torn down and trampled in the dust, I would have 
 pronounced the assertion false ; yet to-day I saw it and did not 
 resist. Here is one star untorn ; let it be to us an emblem of 
 hope. Let all of us here, few though we be, lay our hands on 
 these shreds. {All lay hands on flag.) Now swear with me, 
 that come what may, though property be sacrificed and homes 
 surrendered, we will be faithful 'till death to this flag, nor rest 
 'till it returns again in triumph. 
 
 Omnes. I swear ! {Form picture dosed in.) 
 
 Scene 4th. Wood in \st Groove. 
 
 {Enter Catastrophy and Dolph, l. L e.) 
 
 Cat. What in thunder is it ails you, Dolph? What did you 
 get me to come down here for? 
 
 Dolph. You see, 'Pastophy, 'peared to me all day dat some- 
 ting was gwine to happen to Mauss Fred, I couldn't stay up 
 dere to de house any longer ; I want you to go wid me down 
 in the chapperral and wait till Mauss comes ; I'se mighty 
 skeery dat dere's gwine to be trouble. 
 
 Cat. Whnt makes you think so ? 
 
 Dolph. Dunno, 'Pastophy, but I can't help it; you know 
 (ley's gwine to vote to-day, and Mauss Fred lie don't vote wid 
 'em, an' I spects dey'll try to kill him. 
 
 Cat. Wall, who'do you think'll try it? 
 
 Dolph. Dere's Harr'son Ratbun, yeh know h(;'d like to get 
 Mauss out'r de way mighty well, den he tinks he'll get Miss 
 Rosa. 
 
 Cat. Harrison Rathbone ! Now don't you get scared about 
 him ; he's too lazy to do anything that there's work in, an' he'd 
 find a tolerable good job with Fred, an' he knows it. Why, 
 Dolph, Harrison Rathbone is so darned lazy he gets up at mid- 
 night to rest his face and hands on the head-board. 
 
16 SOUTHERN UEFUGKE8. [aCT I. 
 
 Dolph. Dat may be, 'Postophy, but yeh see he's got lots to 
 help him ; if he'd only come alone I wouldn't feel so about 
 Mauss Fred, for he'd take cave of hisself, but dere's so many 
 ob 'era I 'clair to goodness I's mighty skeery for him. 
 
 Cat. Wall, that's so, Dolph ; if they come too many at a 
 time he might have more'n he'd want to do. But what are you 
 goin' to do, go down to the town, or wait here for him? 
 
 Dolph. I reckon we'd better wait heah till he comes along ; 
 I don't tink dey'U hurt him in de town, but when he comes 
 home dey'U play possum in de woods, heah, an' kill him in de 
 dark. 
 
 Cat. I guess you're about right, an' we may as well stay 
 'round here somewheres an' wait for him ; I'd like to get vay 
 hand into some such row as this just for practice, for I expect 
 I'll have considerable on it to do pooty soon. 
 
 Dolph. Dat's so ; tings looks mighty bad. Dem fellers is 
 all mad coz dey can't hab eberything dere own way all de time, 
 an' day's gwine to figlit to do it. 
 
 Cat. Wall, let 'em fight, they'll get enough on it, I guess, 
 afore they get through with it. Come along; let's go up there 
 {looking a.) an' get behind that clumj) of bushes an' wait for 
 him ; I'll get a good cudgel, somewhere, an' be all ready for' em, 
 an' if anybody interferes with his passage home there'll be a 
 Catastropht there they don't expect. {Exeunt, r. 1 e. 
 
 Scene 5th. Street in 4th Groove. 
 
 Set house r. 3 e., door open. Table in doorway of house. 
 Flag-jKjle c. Confederate Jiag on it. Willard, liathbone, Stark, 
 Claire and mob discovered, bttsiness of voting, till enter Fred, 
 Moore, Muth, Watkins, Kent and Smart, i.. 2 e. 
 
 Willard. {Advancing to Fred.) Here's your ballot. 
 
 Fred. {Takes it and tears it.) I have one of my own. 
 
 Willard. Let me see it. ( Takes and tears it, then to 
 crowd.) Weston and his party are goin' to vote agin us, 
 who'll stand by and see it done. {They croivd in front of 
 ballot box, draicing knives, revolvers, &c.) 
 
 Fred. The man who says I am going to vote against my 
 country, or in favor of abolition, lies. I have negroes, as 
 many as any of you : I am a Southern man by birth and inter- 
 ests, but I owe allegiance to the whole country, and not a part, 
 and for that whole country I am going to vote. {Starts for- 
 ward and is met by Rathbone.) 
 
SCENE VI.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 17 
 
 Rathbone. Don't yeli be too sure of it, veh votes here when 
 yeh votes right, an' not till then. 
 
 Fred. I wish no quarrel with you, but I am determined. I 
 appeal to every man here— for yoii all know me— did you ever 
 know me to do aught an honest man would blush for? Can 
 you say as much lor this wretch, who puts himself forward as 
 the representative of better men,^ You know I am honest in 
 my actions. Now. Rathbone, stand aside. {As Fred advan- 
 ces Eathbone opposes him. Fred knocks him dozen, crosses to 
 R. followed by Moore and others, ivho range themselves up and 
 dozen stage in front of set house, each drawing revolvers and 
 facing crozvd, zvho fall back l.) And now, if you oppose us 
 more, you will be met with lead instead of words ; we have 
 shown our colors, and you yours ; we shall stand by ours 'till 
 death, or the glorious stars and stripes you have this day dis- 
 honored waves again over our entire land, without a single star 
 removed, our country undivided. {Form picture closed in.) 
 
 Scene 6th. Wood in 1st Groove. 
 
 Dark stage, thunder storm. Fred enters r. 1 e., hurries 
 across L., shot outside r. Fred falls l. c. Rathbone, Claire, 
 and one man enters r. 1 e. as Fred attempts to rise. Eathbone 
 strikes at him with knife. 
 
 Rathbone. Kill the infernal abolitionist. 
 
 {Dolph and CatastropMj enter r. 1 e. Dolph seizes Eath- 
 bone by throat, throzos him down l., choking him. Catastrophy 
 strikes man dead with club, knocks Claire dozen and holds him 
 there. Fred Eising. 
 
 Fred. Hold ! Dolph. God bless you, mv brave men ; von 
 have saved me ; you have done enough. 
 
 Dolph. Bress de Lor', Mauss Fred, yeh's 'live, {sees blood 
 on Fred's head,, but yeh's bleedin'. O, do let me finish him ; 
 dey'll kill me for what I have done, an' I want to hab sometino' 
 good to hang for. {Starts for Eathbone, is stopped by Fred. )' 
 
 Fred. No, Dolph, let him be ; do not fear ; the man who 
 harms you for what you have done, must do it after I am help- 
 less. {Crosses to Eathbone.) And you, cringing hound, you 
 did not succeed in your murderous undertaking, thanks' to 
 these brave men. I know now who stole our horses, and why 
 they were stolen. 
 
 3 
 
18 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT I. 
 
 Rathhone. Well, we hid 'em. Willarcl told us to, and sent 
 us arter you. But you'll pay for this ; you'll swing yet for 
 killing that man there. 
 
 Fred. You know you lie w^hen you fia.y Willard directed 
 this, it was your own black heart ; but as you threaten me I 
 think it prudent to complete this job. {Puts revolver to Ms 
 head. Rathhone, frightened.^ gets over to r., Catastrophy gets 
 to L.) 
 
 Rathhone. O, dont, don't, Mr. Weston, it was onl}^ a drunk- 
 en spree, an' we didn't mean to do any harm. 
 
 Fred. I was only trying your mettle, Rathbone. I'll leave 
 you now to care for your friend, there, and remember j^ou have 
 struck the first blow, and if we ever meet again with weapons 
 drawn, your lies and supplications will not save you. 
 
 Cat. Say, Fred, going to tie 'em, ain't yeh? ain't going to 
 let 'em go back, now ? 
 
 Fred. No ; let them go. I don't think they will follow us 
 any more. {Exit Fred, follotced hy DoJph, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Cat. He says let you go, an' so you can, and you may 
 thank him for gettin' off so easy, for I'd like to send my com- 
 pliments to the rest of your infernal pack in the same shape' 
 he's got 'em. But get up, an' dust. Hold on ! just drop that 
 shooter an' knife. {They drop knives, &c., Catastrophy gets 
 them.) I'll take care of these for you, an' give 'em back when 
 I get through with 'em, and now take that carcass betwixt yeh, 
 an' go. I shan't turn m^'^ back on yeh just yet, an' if you look 
 sideways till you're two miles from here I'll blow yeh clean 
 through the cussed confederacy {Rathhone and Claire pick up 
 dead body and exeunt r. 1 e.) There's a specimen of southern 
 chivalry. {Exit l. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 7th. Parlor in 3d Groove. 
 
 Well furnished, easy chair c. Jared Weston discovered in 
 easy chair, an invcdid, Mrs. Weston standing heside him with a 
 glass of water. Tahle u. c, icriting desk tcith pen, ink, 2>«i?e'' 
 and envelopes in deak on tahle; nice lamp on tahle, lighted, vase 
 of flowers and jiitcher of toater on tahle l. c. Carrie Weston 
 seated r. of table r. c. reading. Books on table l. c. 
 
 {Fred enters l. 2 e. Mrs. Weston meets him c.) 
 
 Mrs. W. My boy ! My darling boy ! they've tried to kill 
 you ! I know they tried to kill you, my brave, brave boy. 
 {Fred, leads her to seat.) 
 
SCENE VII.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 19 
 
 Fred. Sit down, mother, and I will tell you all about it. O 
 father, if you had seen what I have to-day seen, our flag dis- 
 graced as I saw it, you would know with what bitter hate the 
 South are rushing into this inad scheme of secession. In the 
 town we were opposed by Willard, Rathbone, and their gang of 
 cut-throats, who tried to stop our voting, but were unsuccessful, 
 so they followed me home and attacked me unawares, but 
 Dolph and Catastrophy were near and came to my aid before 
 any serious damage was done. I received only a slight wound 
 in my head, and one in my arm ; a bath will make all right, 
 again, and I'll go and attend to it now. {Exit r. 3. e.) 
 
 Mr. Weston. {Calling off i..) Dolph! 
 
 Dolph. (Entering l. 2 e.) Here I is, Mauss "Wesson. 
 
 Mrs. Weston. {Shaking Dolj)h's hand.) O, Dolph, how 
 can we ever repay you for the service you have this day ren- 
 dered us? 
 
 Dolph. De good Loi-' knows anj-body'd a done dat for 
 Mauss Fred ; but den I'm sartin glad I was dar. 
 
 Mr. Weston. Dolph, you know the danger Fred and your- 
 self are in. I feel it would be neither wise or safe for either 
 of you to remain here another day ; you must accompany Fred, 
 and when you get North he will make you free. 
 
 Dolph. Why is yeh talking 'bout freedom, Mauss? Ihaint 
 dun nothing ; told Muass Fred so ; I doesn't want to be free. 
 I'll go wid him, dough, an' I won't lebe him till I die, praise de 
 Lor'. 
 
 Mr. Weston. I want you to get ready now for a long and 
 perilous journey ; and you must take my rifle ; you will find it 
 hanging up in my room ; {Dolph exits r. 3 e., gets rifle., re- 
 enter., crosses, takes Mr. Weston's hand) you may have to use 
 it, Dolph, and in that event I know you will use it well. 
 
 Dolph. Mauss Wesson, I'll take de rifle, an' I'll only use it 
 to help Mauss Fred, I'll stand by him foreber ; I trus' in God 
 to come back agin', for "He tembers de shorn lamb to de storm." 
 
 {Fred enters r. 3. e., crosses to Mr. Weston.) 
 Fred. There, I am all right, again. Look here, father, this 
 is a star torn from the flag that floated from the staff in front 
 of the Court House ; {shoivs star) it was torn down and dis- 
 troyed by order of Willard ; never mind, father I will sew it on 
 the new flag that you and I will hoist on that same staff some 
 day. 
 
 Mr. Weston. Fred, you must leave here, and that this very 
 night, for even while I speak Willard may be getting the l)lood 
 
20 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT I. 
 
 hounds on your track. If there should be a war — and it looks 
 like it — I need not advise your course ; you will do what I 
 would were I young again, that is, join the first military organ- 
 ization you meet on the right side. 
 
 Fred. I am glad to hear j'ou talk so, for, while coming 
 home I formed a plan like that you have marked out, and I feel 
 it will not be many months before you see me ])ack again. 
 
 Mr. Weston. It may be long months or even years, my boy, 
 for the South is strong and armed, but there is a God, and right 
 will not be overcome. 
 
 Fred. I fear that when I am gone Willard's party may be 
 enraged at my flight, and wreak their spite on 3-011. 
 
 Mr. Weston. Do not be alarmed about that ; desperate and 
 unprincipled as I know them to be, I am sure they would not 
 harm me ; they have always treated me with respect. 
 
 Fred. True ; but if I mistake not, you will find this storm 
 of secession has changed their natures. Why, even the ladies 
 to-day seemed drunken with excitement, and blended with the 
 crowd, displaying the secession badges they wore on their 
 breasts. 
 
 Carrie. (Crossing to Fred c.) Fred, how did Frank Stark 
 vote to-day ? 
 
 Fred. I do not think Frank Stark is worthy of 3'our love, 
 my sister. Try and think no more of him. 
 
 Carrie. What, brother Fred ! do you mean to tell me he 
 voted for secession ? O, no, that cannot be. Two days ago he 
 promised me he would not. 
 
 Fred. I am sorry to pain you more, Carrie, but Stark's was 
 the baud that pulled down the stars and stripes, and it was he 
 who helped to trample the flag in the dust. {During speech 
 Carrie faints in Fred's arins, he takes her to seat c, Mrs. 
 Weston gets glass of ivater. Btisiness of bathing her head till 
 .sZie recovers.) 
 
 Carrie. O, my mothei-, my brother, do not ask me to believe 
 this terrible thing. Tell me there is some mistake, Fred. 
 
 Fred. I wish I could, Carrie, but it is too true. What ! 
 you Moore? 
 
 (Enter Moore 1.. 2 e.) 
 
 Moore. Yes, me, and only me. I am the only one of our 
 party left ; they were all wajdaid and murdered on their way 
 home, and I have ridden here to give the alarm ; indeed T 
 feared you were killed, and am glad to find yon all right. 
 
SCENE VII.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 21 
 
 Fred. They attempted it, and came near succeeding ; but 
 go into the dining room, and after you have had a warm supper 
 we can talk over this matter. 
 
 Moore. There is little time for talking. If we wish to 
 continue this life the sooner we are off the better. 
 
 Fred. We have been talking it over, and I have decided to 
 go to-night ; but go and refresh yourself; wh}^ j'ou are tremb- 
 ling with excitement. {Exit Moore r. 3 e.) 
 
 Mrs. Weston. {Coming dotvn to Fred.) Fred, I have whol- 
 ly overlooked your wounds in our other troubles. Why did you 
 not mention it ? 
 
 Fred. The very fact that I did not shows how trifling they 
 are. 
 
 (Enter Mrs. Arrington and Rosa. Business of Welcome.) 
 
 Mrs. Arrington. You said that you would come and let us 
 hear the news after the election, Fred, and as you did not come 
 we thought something must have happened to you, so we rode 
 over to see. 
 
 Fred. I should have come, as I promised, but on m3^ way 
 home I was attacked, and received some slight wounds, which, 
 however, prevented my coming. I am glad you have come 
 here, and you too, Rosa, for I must take leave of you all for a 
 while, but in leaving, it is with the firm belief that I shall soon 
 return in safety. 
 
 Rosa. Must you go so soon ? 
 
 Fred. Yes, Rosa, I feel it would be hazardous to remain here 
 another hour. 
 
 Mrs. Arrington. I have relatives in the North, Fred, and 1 
 will prepare j^ou some introductions, you may find them useful. 
 {Goes up to table, writes letters. Fred seats Rosa on sofa l., 
 sits beside her.) 
 
 Fred. I must now say good-bye to you, Rosa, for duty calls 
 me away, and when I return it will be to make you mine ; keep 
 up a brave heart, and I will write you when I see a chance for 
 you to get m}' letters. 
 
 Rosa. God is too good to part us forever, but be careful, 
 Fred, and remember, that 'mid every danger and trial I am 
 praying for you. And now, before you go, I want that lock of 
 hair you promised me. {Fred bo^vs Jiis head, and, as she goes 
 to cut one, discovers blood on his head.) O, Fred, wh}- did you 
 not tell me of this ? The}' came nearer killing j^ou than you 
 would have me know. 
 
22 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT I. 
 
 Fred. 'Tis nothing but a scratch, take one where there are 
 no blood stains. {She cvts one.) 
 
 Rosa. I will treasure this more dearl}", if possible, than 
 ever, for it grew close to the path of the coward's bullet, and is 
 dyed with the first patriot blood shed in Texas, and in moments 
 of dejection it will nerve my heart and intensify ni}- hatred of 
 those bad men whose acts have torn you from me. And now, 
 in return, please accept this, it may be useful when otlier weap- 
 ons are not. {Gives him nice dagger.) 
 
 Fred. Thanks, Rosa. I will ever wear it about me, and 
 will use it only in ray own or my country's defence. 
 
 Mrs. Arrington. {Coming downwith letters.) There, Fred, 
 there are the letters, if 3'ou arrive safe at the North they may 
 be of benefit to you. 
 
 Fred. Thank you Mrs. Arrington. 
 
 {Enter Moore, r. 3 e.) 
 
 Ah, Moore, all ready are you? well, let's be off. Did you say 
 all those who voted with \is are dead ? 
 
 Moore. Yes. That German named Muth was hung on the 
 Colorado road ; Mr. Watkins was shot through the heart, and 
 tlie others were killed going towards Columbia. 
 
 Fred. Poor fellows it was a hard fate, but for every drop of 
 their blood shall they be avenged an hundred fold. But we are 
 losing time. {Goes vp, takes Mr. and Mrs. Weston's hand.) 
 Father, mother, your blessing {Kneels for blessing. Music.) 
 And now good-b3'e for a while, keep up brave hearts, and all 
 will yet be well. {Crosses to Mrs. A.) Mrs. Arrington, good- 
 bye. Carrie, Rosa {gets c, Carrie jt.,Rosa l., an arm around 
 each,) good-bye, God bless j^ou both ; and in this dark hotir 
 let us hopefully look up to " Him who doeth all things well," 
 trusting Him to direct us and asking His blessing on us South- 
 ern Refugees. 
 
 Picture. Mr. Weston c. at back in easy chair v:ith head 
 boived in hands, 3Irs. Weston kneeling beside him. Dolph l. at 
 3 E., resting on rifle. 3foore at r. 2 e. 3Irs. Arrington n. c, 
 seated at table ivith head boioed down on table. Fred c. in front, 
 with Carrie r. and Rosa, l. of him reclining on his breast. 
 
 TABLEAU UNION REFUGEES. 
 
 Slow drop. 
 
SCENE I.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 23 
 
 ACT II. Scene 1st. 
 
 Parlor at Mr. Weston's^ same as Act 1st, Scene 7th, well fur- 
 nished. Mr. Weston discovered in easy chair c. 
 
 (Enter Willard and Rathhoi\e, l. 2 e.) 
 
 Mr. Weston. Gentlemen, what is your pleasure with me ? 
 Willard. We come, sir, armed with the law, to arrest your 
 son, and three of your servants, for the murder and robbery of 
 one of our loyal citizens, and for the attempted murder of 
 others, besides the crime of horse-stealmg, which can be proved 
 as well. 
 
 Mr. Weston. These are strong charges, sir ; but, I rejoice 
 to say, they are wholly without foundation, consequently one 
 is as difficult to prove as the other. 
 
 Willard. We shall be better able to judge after the parties 
 are tried, and now I wish to know where we can find them ? 
 
 3Ir. Weston. Indeed, gentlemen, I cannot tell you. 
 
 Willard. You mean you will not. 
 
 Mr. Weston. I desire to convey no such impression ; 
 though I might, with truth, say I would not if I could. 
 
 Willard. You must be aware of their whereabouts, and 
 such being the case you shield their crimes from the law' and 
 become a partner in their guilt. But we will not be satisfied 
 with your denial. {Goes l.) Boys! come in here, three of 
 you. 
 
 {Enter Claire and two men, l. 2. e.) 
 
 Search the house and see if you can find him. (3 men exit r. 
 u. E.) If your son has fled we want no further evidence of his 
 guilt. 
 
 Mr. Weston. My son has fled, but he is innocent of the 
 crimes alleged. Last night he was attacked by three armed 
 villains, among them the man who stands beside you. He was 
 wounded, and bi;t tor his servants would have been killed. 
 
 Rathhone. If that is the truth what did he clar' out for? 
 
 Mr. Weston. He left from no fear of a just law and an im- 
 partial judgment, but to avoid the fury of the fanatics, who 
 hate him because he dared to do his duty. 
 
 Rathhone. 'Tis a lie, you cussed abolitionist. {Rathhone 
 starts towards Weston, is stopped by Willard.) 
 
 Willard. Hold ! Rathbone, treat him with respect 'till j^ou 
 have some cause for charges against him ; he is not the one we 
 are after now. 
 
24 SOUTHERN REFUGEES, [aCT II. 
 
 {Enter Claire and tvjo men, r. u. e.) 
 
 Claire. Wc can't find him bar', but we found this yere in 
 his room ; reckon that means somthin'. (Shoivs handkerchief 
 covered with blood.) ■ 
 
 Willard. This is further proof of your son's guilt. 
 
 Mr. Weston. Do j^ou not know that others who voted for 
 Union were attacked and killed going home, about the same 
 time ? You must be aware, too, that all those men had their 
 horses stolen by Rathbone. He acknowledged it to my son, 
 and said you directed it. 
 
 Rathbone. No, I didn't. Your son's an aliolitionist, an' he 
 voted agin' us, an he called our flag a rag ; an' an}' man what 
 does that should be hung. Willard said so. 
 
 Mr. Weston. Mr. Willard did you utter such sentiments to 
 the people ? 
 
 Willard. I did. 
 
 Mr. Weston. (liising.) Then T am as guilty as my son ; 
 for had I been able to attend the polls I should certainly have 
 voted as he did, 
 
 Rathbone. There; didn't I tell yeh he was an abolitionist? 
 Now. Willard, carry out yeh word, an' have this man put 
 through. 
 
 Willard. Mr. Weston, I regret that I must take 3^ou to the 
 town, but I am compelled to do so. I shall also continue the 
 search 'till I find your son. 
 
 Rathbone. Take the old traitor along ! take him along, and 
 string him up if he goes back on us. 
 
 (Enter Mrs. Weston and Carrie r. 3 e., go to Mr. Weston^ 
 clinging to him, Mrs. Weston r., Carrie l.) 
 
 Mrs. Weston. For the sake of Heaven do not move ray 
 husband. He is an invalid, and cannot bear it. Take me, 
 my property, my life ; but spare him. Oh I by the love you 
 bear your fathers, spare him. 
 
 Mr. Weston. Hush, ni}' wife ; do not fear ; they will not in- 
 jure me beyond taking me to the village. Mr. Willard, you 
 will permit my daughter to accompany me ? 
 
 Willard. Certainly ! I have no objection. 
 
 Carrie. Oh, my poor father, what will become of us? My 
 brother a Southern Refugee ; yourself doomed to a Southern 
 prison ; while mother and I are left to the mercy of a reckless 
 mob. May God protect us all. (Music No. 11.) 
 
SCKNE II.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 25 
 
 Form picture. Mr. Weston c. at back, Carrie clinging to 
 him L., Mrs. Weston at his u., the Soldiers at r. c. starting 
 forward, Willard r. c. front, Rathbone l. pointing off l. 
 
 TABLEAU HOPE UEYOND THE CLOUDS. 
 
 8low drop. 
 
 Scene 2(1. Wood in \st Groove. 
 
 {Enter Catastrophy and Jerusha, r. 1 e.) 
 
 Cat. Well, Jerusha, this is business ain't it? If we hain't 
 been doin' some pooty tall walking I'll give it up. But I'll tell 
 you what 'tis, I don't feel just right 'bout goin' otf in this sort- 
 er way, an3diow ; it seems kinder sneaking ; just as though we 
 was 'fraid. Why, consarn their darned picturs, if they'd only 
 come one at a time I'd lick the hull lot on 'em myself, and settle 
 this thing right up. 
 
 Jerusha. Well, Catastrophy, I don't doubt that, en}-, but 
 you see they don't come in that way ; they " go about like 
 wolves, seekin' whom they may devour," as Mr. Shakespere or 
 somebody else says ; so you see you would have too much 
 business at once. But I wish we hadn't got seperated from 
 Mr. Weston and the others, for it feels a tarnal sight more 
 lonesome without them. I wish you could find another horse 
 its too bad that one gin eout ; but come, let's hurry up, we'll 
 get there as quick as they do, anyhow. _ Which way are you 
 goin' now. 
 
 Cat. Well, I'm goin' ter cut across lots right down through 
 there, (pointing l.) and see if I can't strike the river; and if 
 we do I'll get a boat somehow, then the walking '11 be a darned 
 sight easier. Keep up your courage, Jerusha, we're almost 
 there now. 
 
 Jerusha. My courage is clear up. What river is that j'ou're 
 huntin' for Catastrophy? 
 
 Cat. The Mississippi. That little place we jusf skirmished 
 'round, back there, was Belleville ; — we're in Arkansas now — 
 and that ain't a great ways from the river, I believe. When 
 we get there and get a boat we're all right ; we can slip right 
 up the river inter Kentucky ; then we can go right along East 
 just as fast as we want to, for they'll be Union there, clear 
 through, I expect. 
 
 Jerusha. Well, come along, then, quick. I wish we was 
 there now, for I want you to get a place in the ranks just as 
 4 
 
26 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT II. 
 
 soon as yoii can, and I've made up my mind to staj- Avith the 
 soldiers too. They'll want nusses, and I can do that as well 
 as any of 'em. I'm bound to do my share, somehow, and 
 that's the only way I know of. 
 
 Cat. All right ; I guess they'll need you, but come along, 
 and lets find the boat. (Exeunt, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 3d. Bar room in Tavern, "dd Groove. 
 
 Bar L. u. E. Capt. Wilson, Bennett and otJiers seated and 
 standing l. Fred, Moore and Dolph, seated r. 
 
 Capt. Wilson. Boys, did you know ole .Tackson went up 
 last night ? 
 
 Omnes. No ! — Yer don't say so ! 
 
 Capi. W. Sure as shootin' ! the boys strung him up, an' I 
 heard they was 'agoin for Morton ; I kind'er pity him if they 
 catch him. 
 
 Benyiett. Serves the dog-goned ole traitor right. I helped 
 boost that cussed long-legged Adams, and I'd do the same for 
 Morton if I had the chance. 
 
 Capt. W. Well, he's gone back on us, shuah. Come, let's 
 liquor up. {All go up and drink but Fred, Moore and Dolph.) 
 Boys ! I'm goin' ter raise a company to fight the Yankees ; hoAv 
 many here will join me. 
 
 Omnes. I ! I ! I ! 
 
 Capt. W. {To Fred.) See here, stranger ; are you wlllin' 
 the South should have her rights? 
 
 Fred. Indeed I am, and anxious that she should. 
 
 Capt. W. An' in case the Yanks should'nt let us have 'em, 
 are you willin' to fight? 
 
 Fred. With all my strength. 
 
 Capt. W. Then why iu thunder don't yeh fall in an' say so ? 
 
 Fred. Oh, you have no organization, nor do I at present 
 see the necessity for one. But the moment the South is sub- 
 jected to an act of tyranny I will raise a regiment, and com- 
 mand it myself. 
 
 Moore. And I'll be a private in your command. 
 
 Dolph. An' I'll go an' cook for yeh. 
 
 Capt. W. Come up an' licker, every man, nigger an' all ; 
 yeh just the bulliest kind'er boys. {All go to bar.) 
 
 Fred. Friends, drink my toast. May the arm of the trai- 
 tor who opposes right wither, and may he who loves not his 
 country, never have a home in the sunny South. 
 
SCENE IV.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 27 
 
 Omnes. Hurrah ! Hurrah ! Hurrah ! (Drink, and take 
 seats again.) 
 
 Capt. W. See here, bo^-s ; here's a paper, if yeh'd like ter 
 hear it I'll read yeh somethin'. 
 
 Omnes. Go ahead ! Let's har it ! etc. 
 
 Capt. W. {Reading.) Five thousand dollars reward ! Bra- 
 zoria, March 24th, 1861. Shocking murder in Brazoria ! The 
 above reward will be given for the body of Fred Weston, tlie 
 murderer of two of our loyal citizens. He was aided in his 
 bloody work by some one unknown. Said "Westou is twenty- 
 five years of age, dark complexiou, and wears a black mous- 
 tache ; is about 5 feet 6 inches in height, and has a strong de - 
 cided way of speaking. All persons harboring or aiding them 
 are subject to arrest and trial as abettors in their offense. 
 
 Fred. Where's the man that wants to aid 'em ? that's what 
 I want to see. Friends, it was this murder scrape that sent us 
 up here ; they came this way, and I reckon we'll bag 'em soon. 
 
 Ca2Jt. W. Well, if yer want any help, stranger, just call on 
 us. 
 
 Fred. Thank you, we may need you. 
 
 (Enter Willard and Rathbone, l. 2 e.) 
 
 Ratlibone. Dog-goned if they ain't here. 
 
 Fred. (Fred and Moore draw pistols. Music No. 15.) 
 There they are ! Men seize them ; (men seize Willard and 
 Ratlihone ;) there stand the authors of the murder you were 
 just reading about. Away with them to prison, I will be their 
 accuser. 
 
 Form Picture. Men holding Willard and Rathhone l., Fred, 
 Moore and Dolph with drawn instols aimed at them r., Capt. 
 Wilson c, pointing i.. Closed in. 
 
 Scene 4th. Wood in 2d Groove. Dark Stage. 
 
 (Enter Catastrophy and Jeriisha l. 1 e.) 
 
 Jerusha. There's no use talkin', Catastrophy, I'm 'bout 
 played out ; I got along fust I'ate coming up the river. I wish 
 we had kept on ; I don't believe but 'twould have been better 
 for us. 
 
 Cat. Wall, I don't know but 'twould, but sumthin' kept 
 tellin' me to cut across here, an' here we are. But never mind ; 
 there's the Tennessee river, and it wont take me long to bor- 
 row another boat, and then we'll stick to it 'till we get clear. 
 
28 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT II. 
 
 Jenisha. I'll bot Ave will. I won't leave again, and walk as 
 we have, as lonp; as the boat will float. Are you goiu' now, 
 or wait here 'till it gets darker? 
 
 Cat. "We'll go right along now ; it's as dark as I want it, to 
 find the boat. I should like to hurray once for the American 
 Eagle ; but I gness I wont, I might have too mnch company 
 here ; but come along, we're losing time. {Exeunt r. 1 e.) 
 
 {Enter Willard and Rathbone, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Eathbone. No, don't let's go back, yet ; we'll get him, sure 
 enough, 'bout yere. If that cussed pack of fools back in 
 Smithland had only let us have a chance we'd a uab'd 'em all, 
 instead of going to jail and staying all night, and then we'd a 
 saved traveling three or four hundred miles; but nevermind, 
 we'i-e on iiis trail again, and close on to him, and we'll have 
 him, you bet Lucky for us they had to separate though. 
 
 Willard. We'll have to git him soon, if at all, for we're on 
 the Kentucky line, now, and are as likely to meet foes as 
 friends. We must take him unawares, about yere, and make 
 no noise about it ; and as soon as we fix him I want to get 
 back ; I've had a command in the •■' Rangers " offered me, and 
 I'm going to take it. 
 
 Rathbone. All right. I'll go with yev. Hello ! what's that. 
 {looks off L.) Thar's a man coming, sure as death ; we'll get 
 back yere and let him pass. I don't feel just like meetin' too 
 many 'round j'ere. {Exeunt r. 1 e.) 
 
 {Song outside " Wandering Refugee." At close of song, enter 
 Fred l. 1 e., blanket rolled and tied with rope under his arm.) 
 
 Fred. Thank God, my journey is almost ended. 'Twould 
 take a weight off my heart to know Moore and Dolph were safe ; 
 they followed so closely upon us we had to separate in order to 
 deceive them. I am so near the loyal States now I hardly think 
 they will trouble me more, and I foci a safety I have not folt for 
 manj' weary months. I will lie down here and rest me 'till 
 later at night, and then, perhaps, I can get a boat on the river 
 bank, and make the rest of my journey easy. {Lies down to 
 sleep c. Music No. Id.) 
 
 {Enter r. 1 e., Willard and Eathbone. Eathbone goes forv:ard 
 strikes Fred vu'th club.) 
 
 Eathbone. There, I think that has fixed him. I feel well 
 paid for followin' you ; you're out'er the way now, and so per- 
 
SCENE I.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 29 
 
 haps Miss Rosa '11 be a, little more docile towards me. What'll 
 we do with him, Willard ? 'twoiit do to leave him here. 
 
 WiUarcl. No, we'll tie him up in this blanket, and go throw 
 him off the pier, and if he gets out and comes up the people 
 will think he was drowned. ( Willard and Ratlibone bus>j tying 
 Fred in blanket during speech.) There it'll be some time before 
 you're seen again, I reckon. 
 
 Rathhone. Now come oh ; we'll finish this job, then Ho ! 
 for the sunny South once more. (Exeunt carrying Fred l. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 5th. Water Scene ivith distant City Gth Groove. 
 
 Music No. 14. Moonlight. Boat u. e. r. ready to pull on. 
 Catastrojyhy and Jersusha in boat. Pier l. 4 e. Set ivater 
 across, front and back of pier. 
 
 {Enter Willard and Rathhone on ^ner, ivith Fred. They throw 
 him over betiveen set waters c.) 
 
 Rathbone. There you are ; we've made sure work this time. 
 So may all the cussed abolitionists go. 
 
 (Exeunt l. Music No. 15) 
 
 Catastrophy and Jerusha come on r. u. e. in boat, gets c. just 
 as Fred rises, dagger in hand. Catastrophy sees him, catches 
 his hand, takes him by collar toith other hand to lift him into 
 boat as drop falls. 
 
 ACT III. Scene 1st. 
 
 Landscape in 5th Groove. 
 
 Capt. Allen r. and his company formed at back across stage, 
 officer's at the front; ivhen scene opens Capt. Allen takes place 
 c. in front of company to read, orders. Men at '■'Parade rest." 
 
 {Villagers enter r. and l.) 
 
 Cctpt. Allen. You will give your attention to the reading of 
 orders from headquarters. {Reads.) Capt. Allen, yon will 
 immediately march your company to Logan's Cross Roads, and 
 join the regiment to which you have been assigned — the fourth 
 Kentucky Volunteers. In that regiment you have the honor- 
 able position of the Color Company. By order 
 
 Major General Geo. II. Thomas. 
 
30 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT III. 
 
 Soldiers, I need not say one word to yon in regard to your 
 conduct in time of battle ; as I have ever found yon in times 
 of peace, so I expect to find .you in time of action. 
 
 {Enter Grace Holden. t.. 1 e., loithjfag.) 
 
 Grace Holden. Capt. Allen and Soldiers ; as you are now 
 aJiout to leave us tor scenes of battle, it is fitting for us whose 
 prayers and blessings go forth with you— but whose sex com- 
 pells us to remain at home— to present you with something to 
 remind you of us, even in the midst of battle. What more 
 appropriate gift could we select than this flag, the emblem of 
 our country. In presenting you with this we have no words ol 
 counsel to'give, as to its protection. We know that while you 
 have strength to guard it, it will never be lowered in dishonor ; 
 and, should you survive to return with it, though it may be 
 tattered, and 'torn, vet we shall prize it more highly for having 
 passed through the 'baptism of war, unsullied. And, now, go 
 forth to battle with stout hearts, taking with you our prayers 
 for your safety and speedy return, with Victory emblazoned on 
 your banners," and a lasting peace over our entire land. 
 ' Capt. Alien . Ladies; words of mine are inadequate to ex- 
 press the pleasure I feel in receiving this proud emblem as a 
 o-ift from you. Suffice it, therefore, for me to assure you, that 
 not while we live shall its bright folds be lowered ; but m the 
 midst of battle it shall be foremost, and as a beacon light lead 
 us on, and inspire us with thoughts of those who now present 
 it to us. And when we return with it, as God grant we may, 
 may our great republic stand on that broad foundation stone— 
 "one country, one flag." {Turns to company.) Attention! 
 shoulder. Arms! Color Sergeant, Advance! {Color Sergt. 
 advances, taJ^es colors.) Present, Arms! {Color Sergt. dips 
 flag three times to MKsic Xo. 6.) About, face! to your post, 
 "March ! (Capt. Allen marches the comjJany off l. u. e. Music 
 Xo. 19. Villagers closed in.) 
 
 Scene 2d. Wood in \st Groove. 
 
 {Enter Fred, Catastrophy and Jerusha. r. 1 e.) 
 
 Cat. Wall ! I guess we're pooty nigh onto 'em, now. 
 
 Fred. Yes, yonder is a camp of Union Soldiers ; our long 
 journey is now ended ; we will enter the camp and put on the 
 coat of blue and commence the battle in earnest. 
 
SCENE III.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 31 
 
 Jersuha. I should think it commenced in earnest, long ago ; 
 we've had to fight and run, all the way from T6xas, and I'm 
 glad we're here at last. Let's get in there, quick ; I expect 
 every minute to see some one jump up and try to stop us. 
 
 {Enter Sergeant of Picket, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Sergt. Halt! who goes there? 
 
 Jerusha. O, Lord ! I thought so. 
 
 Fred. We are Southern Refugees on our way to some Union 
 camp. 
 
 /Sergt. I don't know but you're all right ; but my orders 
 were to take all persons found near our picket line into camp. 
 
 Cat. Wall, that's just where we want to go ; come along. 
 (Exeunt Fred, Cat., and Jerusha, Sergt. foUoicing l. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 3d. Landscape in 6th Groove. 
 
 Union Camp. Muskets stacked np stage. Camj) fire, l. 3 e. 
 Capt. Allen discovered seated at table on camp stool r. Sol- 
 diers about stage. Moore and Dolpli near fire l. 
 
 in 
 
 Copi. Allen. Well, boys, enjoy j^ourselves while you can 
 camp to-da}^ ; to-night we advance. 
 
 {Enter Sergt. of Picket, l. 2 e., to Cap)t. Allen.) 
 
 Sergt. Captain, we have three prisoners, two men and a 
 woman ; we arrested them near our picket lines. I think, from 
 their^appearance and com^ersation, they are all right ; still, we 
 obeyed our instructions, and have brought them into camp. 
 
 Capt.' Allen. That's right. Sergeant, bring them here and I 
 will question them. {Exit Sergt., l. 2 e., immediately re-enter 
 with Fred, Cat. and Jerusha, l. 2 e. Moore and Dolph cluster 
 round prisoners, shake hands &c. Business.) 
 
 Dolph. Bress de Lor' ! if dis yere ain't good, to see jer 
 once mor alibe. Mauss Fred, I never 'spected ter see yer 
 more ; clar to goodness, Mauss, I didn't. 
 
 Moore. Yes, Fred, we had given you up as lost. After 
 separating at Smithland I came straight here, with hardly any 
 difficulty. Dolph came in three days after. It is now two 
 months since we got here, and we supposed yon had been taken 
 and killed. 
 
 Fred. No ! thanks to Catastrophy, I am alive and well. I 
 
32 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT III. 
 
 had II narrow escape, and only the little dagger that Rosa gave 
 me at parting, saved me ; but it's too long a story to tell you 
 all now, so I'll finish it hv and by. Now we must see the com- 
 mander and get released, for, you see we are pi-isoners yet. 
 
 Copt Allen. {Comivg forward.) No, Fred Weston, you 
 and your friends are free, now. Sei'geant, these are more ref- 
 uoees : you can return to your post. {Exit Sergt., l. 2 e.) _ 
 
 Fred ' What ! Charlie Allen, my old college chum, is this 
 you' This is a pleasure unlooked for. I heard your brother 
 was in the Southern army, and did not know but you were with 
 
 Capt Allen. No! Thomas espoused the cause of the 
 vSouth fronj the first, and joined their ranks as soon as they 
 began to raise men in Kentucky. 
 
 Cat. Say, look here, squire ; I want to get into a uniform 
 iust as sooii as I can. I've been travelling just a year, lack- 
 incT two weeks, ter git here, and now I want ter turn round 
 and oo bade. I hope we can go back quicker than we come ; 
 but f m o-oino- there if it takes the rest of my natral life. 1 ve 
 sot out ter see this thins: tlirough, and I'm agoin' ter do it. _ 
 
 Fred Capt. Allen, this is Catastrophy Jackson, and this, 
 Miss Jerusha Jenkins. They were both in my employ when we 
 left home. He determined to come with me, and fight lor the 
 tlao- ; she has decided to go to a hospital as nurse. 
 
 Jermha. If it hadn't been so unpolite I should have spoke 
 afore but I don't believe in speaking to strangers without an 
 introduction. But, as INIr. Weston has told you, I want to 
 help some way in this scrape, and Catastrophy says they 
 wouldn't take me as a soldier, so all I can do, as I see, is to go 
 to a hospital as niiss ; and so I've made up my mind to do it. 
 
 Capt Allen. No ! they do not enlist ladies in the ranks. 
 Miss Jenkins ; but they can be full as useful, and perhaps more, 
 ill their own way. I Will take you to headquarters, and you 
 will 1)6 assigned to duty immediately. 
 
 Cat. Just show me where there's a uniform ; I want to get 
 it on as soon as I can. , . -i 
 
 Caj^t. Allen. O. ves ; I'll fix you. Come here and sign the 
 enlistment roll, then come with me to the Colonel s, and be 
 sworn in. {Goes to table r. Business of signing.) 
 Cat All riiiht ; you'll find me on hand, like a wart. 
 Fred. Let me sign at the same time, Capt., and go to head- 
 quarters with you. ''I have been inside the Rebel lines, and I 
 
SCENE v.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 33 
 
 have some reliable iufoi-matiou to give tliere tliat will be useful 
 to our Commanding General. , {Signs roll.) 
 
 Capt. Allen. All right, Fred ; you shall have the opportuni- 
 ty, and I know be will be glad to hear from you, for our secret 
 service is, as j^et, very imperfect. Come, Miss Jenkins. 
 (Exit-R. 3 E., Capt. Allen, follotoed by Fred, Cat. and Jerusha.) 
 
 Dolpli. I ! Golly, boys ! I feel so good to tink I'se foun' 
 ole Mauss again, I can't hold in no how. I must let it out or 
 bust, shuah ; so hold your bretf. {Does song and dance. After 
 song, assembly beat outside r., Orderly falls in, Company, break 
 stacks, shovMer, arms.) 
 
 {Enter Capt. Allen and Catastropliy, r. 3 e., Catastrophy enters 
 ranks, Capt. Allen goes front of Comjjany, reads order.) 
 
 Capt. Allen. {Beading.) It is the order of the Command- 
 ing General that no soldier be allowed outside of camp ; we are 
 to advance at seven o'clock, and we are now so near the enemy 
 that those outside of camp are liable to be taken prisoners. 
 Captains of companies will see this order obeyed in their re- 
 spective commands. Per order, 
 
 General Geo. H. Thomas. 
 
 The regiment is now forming to advance, let there be no 
 stragglers from this company. {Marches men off r. u. k.) 
 
 Scene 4th. Wood in 1st Grocroe. 
 
 {Enter Willard and four rebel soldiers, r. 1 e.) 
 
 Willard. Now, boys, keep a sharp look-out, or you'll get 
 gobbled by the Yanks before you know it. We're close on to 
 them, now. There's smoke from the fire of one of their Picket 
 posts. Let's get up a little closer ; we may catch some one out- 
 side. {Exeunt l. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 5th. Plain Chamber in 3d Groove. 
 
 Major General Commanding Union forces seated at table c, 
 Fred standing. 
 
 Maj. Gen. I have heard of you through Captain Allen, and 
 I sent for you. I understand you are from Texas ; that you 
 are familiar with the South and its people. 
 
 Fred. I am, sir. 
 5 
 
34 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT III. 
 
 Maj. Gen. What are your educational advantages ? AVhat 
 is your profession ? What were you engaged in before the war ? 
 
 Fred. I was a planter, l^efore the war. I studied engineer- 
 ing at college, in the hope of being able to make the profession 
 useful in Texas. 
 
 Maj. Gen. You are just the man we want. It should be 
 the desire of e^ery good man to aid our cause by every means 
 in his power. 
 
 Fred. Yes, sir ; by everj' honorable means. 
 
 Maj. Gen. Exactly. Now you must know — at least I do — 
 that you can be of more service to your country in another 
 position than that of carrying a musket in the ranks. 
 
 Fred. I don't understand you, sir ; I prefer to be a private, 
 at least 'till I have earned promotion. 
 
 Maj. Gen. And there is no more honorable position than a 
 private ; but I desire j^ou to aid us in the secret service. 
 
 Fred. Do you mean as a spy, sir? 
 
 Maj. Gen. Many give the members of the service that name, 
 but in military matters we are all spies. Our object is to learn 
 all about the enemj^ and cover our own acts. Elvery means 
 taken to do so, if successful, is legitimate. I would not hesi- 
 tate to enter the enemy's lines, feeling sure a great advantage, 
 and consequent saving of life, could be gained by it. Now, are 
 you willing, knowing the dangers, to take a risk for our cause ? 
 
 Fred. (After a pause.) I, am ! 
 
 Maj. Gen. That is good. Now, are you acquainted with 
 the Eighth Texas — Rangers — I think they call themselves ? 
 
 Fred. Yes, sir ; I am acquainted with nearly all of them. 
 They were raised, mostly, near where I live. 
 
 Maj. Gen. An acquaintance with the individuals is some 
 advantage. Do you know Generals Buckner, or Floyd, or 
 Hanson? 
 
 Fred. I do not. 
 
 Maj. Gen. Perhaps it is as well 3^ou do not. Yesterday 
 some of our men captured a mail intended for Buckner ; the 
 can-ier is here, a prisoner ; his name is Trueman. You can 
 take this mail in his place, deliver it, and all the informa- 
 tion 3''0u can gain relative to his movements, and number of 
 his force, you will report to me. 
 
 Fred. I will try it, sir, and do all I can. 
 
 Maj. Gen. {Gives Fred mail.) You have your instructions, 
 now be as expeditious as possible. {Exit Fred., u. 1 e.) 
 
 {Major General dosed in.) 
 
SCENE VII.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 35 
 
 Scene 6th. Landscape in \st Groove. 
 
 {Enter Catastrophy and Dolph, l. 2 e.) 
 
 Cat. Wall, I don't know but we're gettin' a leetle too fur 
 from camp, Dolph ; and I don't see as we're liable to forage 
 much round here, neither. Let them Johnies go over this 
 ground once more'n 'twill make a grasshopper have tears in his 
 eyes to hop it. 
 
 Dolph. Dats so, ebery time, 'Postophe ; tings looks mighty 
 few don't dey ? Look yere ; I'se got so much out ob it, dougli. 
 {Takes pie from under coat.) Golly, ain't dat nice lookin'? 
 I went in dat ole man's celler, back dere, when you was talking 
 wid him at de front door, and when he said, clar' out ! I clar'd. 
 out dis pie. 
 
 Cat. Wall, you're a regular out and out Army bummer, you 
 are ; to go stealing pies ; I wouldn't do that, no how ; but be- 
 ins you've got it, I'll help yoa hide it, Dolph. Come, let's dis- 
 sect the thing, and see how its built. 
 
 (Business of dividing pie.) 
 
 Dolph. No, you would'nt steal pie ; you'd eat it dough, 
 M'ouldn't yer. 
 
 Cat. Eat it, dough ? no I wouldn't eat it 'till 'twas cooked ; 
 but come along, let's see what we can find over on that hill 
 there, and then get back to camp. I think we'll have another 
 fight to-morrer ; things look like it. 
 
 Dolph. Well let's hurry up den, for I wants to be dar, 
 shuah. (Exeunt, r. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 7th. Plain Chamber in Uh Groove. 
 
 Table r, c. covered with papers and documents. Gen. Buck- 
 ner discovered at r. of table. 
 
 (Enter Lieut. Mathbone, l. 2 e.^ 
 
 Rathbone. General there's a courier with a mail jes' arrived. 
 Gen. B. Show him in here at once. 
 
 (Exit Bathbone l. 2 e., re-enter with Fred.) 
 
 Fred. General, I have brought you the mai'. from below ; 
 there are lots of letters in it from Texas, and I reckon the Ran- 
 gers'll be glad to hear from thar. Here's one of introduction 
 for me. (Give letter.) 
 
36 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT III. 
 
 Gen. B. (Business of reading letter.) This spenks well of 
 you ; I will see these are sent to their proper places ; you can 
 stay here 'till the return mail is ready. 
 
 {Exit R. 3 E., with mail ) 
 
 Fred. {To Eathbone.) You belong to the Rangers? 
 
 Rathhone. Yes ! Willard's Companjs and they're just the 
 best lot'er men ever got inter this infernal state. 
 
 Fred. I have heard them well spoke of. What part of the 
 State did you come from? I ask 'caiise I was down thar 
 some four years ago, 
 
 Rathhone. You don't saj^ ! Well we come pretty nnicli al- 
 together from Brazoria and Fort Bend counties. Was yer ever 
 "down in that region, stranger? 
 
 Fred. Yes ! I had a good time down thar, a huntin', with 
 a young feller I knew at school ; his name was Fred Weston. 
 I s'pose he's here with you'uns. I knoAV he was a right squar, 
 sort'r chap, and wouldn't keep out'r such a cause as our'n. 
 
 Rathhone. I'm right glad to know you've been in our parts, 
 
 Mr. 
 
 . Fred. Trueman. 
 
 Rathhone. Yas, Mr. Trueman ; it's next to meetin' an old 
 friend ; but your friend Weston turned out bad. 
 
 Fred. He did ? I'm sorrj'^ to hear yer say that. 
 
 Rathhone. Well, I was sorry, too, for Fred Weston had 
 many good qualities. He was rich, to, and well educated, and 
 one of the bravest men I ever met ; but, fact is, he went agin 
 secession strong. The night of our votin' he met three men, 
 on the way home, who had opposed hiin during the day, and 
 with the help of his black boy, Dolph, and his Yankee overseer, 
 killed one of the men dead, and wounded the others : one of 
 'em so bad that he died ; the other is now a member of the 
 Rangers. 
 
 Fred. Why didn't you'uns string him up? How did he get 
 away? 
 
 Rathhone. Just boldness, cussed boldness, Mr. Trueman. 
 There was a reward otTered for him, and Willard an' me tracked 
 him to a Town up the river. He was in a tavern thar, with 
 lots of fels, and when we stepped in to get him, dog-goned if 
 he didn't lay the murder on ter we'uns, and afore we had time 
 to say a word they jamed us inter prison, and kept us till moru- 
 in' ; why, he drank a toast thar plum agin us ; 'an them fools 
 didn't see it 'till I explained it to 'em. 
 
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SCENE VII.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 37 
 
 Fred. Yeh didn't give him up then, did yeh ? You 'uus 
 might a run agin' him afore he got clear ^ if yeh'd foller'd him, 
 couldn't yeh? 
 
 Ratlibone. He didn't get clear, arter all. We 'uns foller'd 
 him soon's we got out, and found some of his clothes on the 
 banks of a lake. It seems he met a friend who hid him on an 
 island and the flood come on, and he couldn't get away, and 
 was drowned. So I reckon he's gone to that place where all 
 Yanks have got to go. 
 
 Fred. That's so, stranger ! afore long, i reckon, we'll 
 SEE ALL THE YANKS follerin' IN HIS TRACKS. How many did 
 yeh say yeh had in the Rangers and where are they? 
 
 Rathhone. About sixteen hundred, and they are stationed 
 all along from Bowling Green to Columbus, scouting. The 
 Yanks don't know how to scout. We 'uns took some of their 
 men not long ago, and 'twould have made your head swim to 
 see them swing. 
 
 Fred. Strung 'em right up, did yeh ; that's the way to fix 
 'em. I don't 'spose there's any danger of the Yanks gettiii' 
 this place ; got force enough here to hold it? 
 
 Ratlibone. I don't know 'bout that ; 'tween you an' me, I 
 thought we had nigh on to fifty thousand men here ; but I heard 
 Pillow's chief of staflT say to day that there was only twenty- 
 four thousand inchiding the cavalry. 
 
 Fred. Have you any idea of what you 'uns are goin' to do? 
 
 Ratlibone. Wall, we expect the Yanks '11 attack Bowling 
 Green, then we 'uns '11 join Sydney Johnston and move slap 
 across inter the Yankee country ; that's what Willard told me, 
 an' he got it from headquarters. 
 
 Fred. Dog-goned if I can keep that feller, Weston oiit'r my 
 head. I remember his Either and sister. His mother, too, was 
 a fine old lady, and if I don't disremember, he used to be at- 
 tached to a nice gal, thar, a neighbor of his'n, named Ar- 
 
 rington. 
 
 Rathhone. Your memory's good, but 'twould be a long story 
 to tell you all. The old man shielded his son. an' was sent to 
 jail, whar' he died ; his property was confiscated, and his moth- 
 es and sister now live, I believe, with Mrs. Arrington. The3''re 
 homeless but not friendless. Why ! What's wrong, Mr. True- 
 man? What's wrong? (Starts to i.. front.) 
 
 TABLEAU HOMELESS BUT NOT FRIENDLESS. 
 
 Fred. (Crossing to r. front. Picture till after Tableau.) 
 Nothing! only sometimes I'm taken with a pain in my hear I ; 
 
38 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT III. 
 
 it comes sudden, like the blow of a dagger, and then is gone. 
 I've just liad a severe stroke, but 'tis past. My long journey 
 and anxiet}^ about the mail have upset me. 
 
 {Enter Gen. Buckne^', r. 3 e., ivitli mail.) 
 
 Gen. B. Here, Mr. Trueuian, your return mail is all ready. 
 You must be over cautious with this as there are plans and 
 communications of vital importance within. By no means let 
 them fall into the hands of our enemies, destroy them first. 
 
 Fred. I will take good care my enemies do not see them. 
 {Fred and Rathbonp exit, l. 2 e. Gen. B. goes up to table. 
 
 Closed in.) 
 
 Scene 8th. Wood in 1st Groove. 
 
 {Enter Willard and four rebel soldiers, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Willard. We may as well get back to camp now, there's no 
 nse scouting around here ; our picket lines are so close togeth - 
 er they can talk with each other. {Looking off r.) Hello ! 
 what's this ? Halt ! Who comes there ? 
 
 Fred. {Outside.) A mail carrier with a pass. 
 
 Willard. Advance, with \)afis. 
 
 {Enter Fred, r. 1 e., hands pass. Willard looks at Mm and 
 starts back.) 
 
 Fred. What's the matter, stranger? j-er ain't feelin' well 
 are yeh? yer eyes look bad, been drinking hain't yer? drink- 
 ing's bad for the eyes. 
 
 Willard. No, it's nothing, stranger ; only you made me 
 think of a friend of mine, when I looked in your eyes, but then 
 he's dead. You looked so much like him then that it started 
 me. Let me see ^-our pass. {E.vamines pass, men duster 
 round Fred.) Trueman I Yon ain't Trueinan. {3fusic No. 
 15.) Seize him ! bo3's, he's a spy sure. (They seize him take 
 disguise off, bind him.) What ! Fred Weston ! Now, then, 
 we'll make sure work of it. I thought we had before ; we 
 won't fail this time, so striug him up, l)oys. {They 2mt rope 
 round his neck.) 
 
 Cat. {Outside.) Squad, ready ! Aim! I'll give yeh one 
 chance to surrender. Lay jour guns down and fall into line 
 or we'll blow yeh hull pack inter etaruity. Drop 'em quick, or 
 
SCENE IX.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 39 
 
 we'll fire. ( They drop arms and fall in line. Enter Catastro- 
 phy, R. 1 E., takes rope from Fred and binds them together, call 
 off R.) Recover, Arms ! Forward, march ! 
 
 (Enter Dolph, r. 1 e.) 
 
 Dolph. Mauss Fred, we's just in time, agin, want we? You 
 see, Mauss, me and 'Pastophe was up on de hill dar and seed 
 dese rebs go by, so we lay'd low till dey's gone, den you comes 
 along and dey cotch yer, so 'Pastophe saj^s, we'll git him out ob 
 dat, an' I says come along, den, and was jes goin' ter shoot, 
 when he said hold on, we'll took 'em prisoners, an' my golly we 
 got 'em. 
 
 Fred. You did it well, and none too soon either. Robert 
 Willard, did I act my own free mind, I'd send you to give an 
 account for all your evil works, before you lett your tracks, 
 but we do not treat prisoners in that 'wa.y. These men will 
 take you into camp, where you will have the benefit of a trial, 
 something that I don't expect if I fall into your hands. Look 
 sharp after them, now, don't let them get away. I must hurry 
 on with this mail. (Exit, u. 1 e.) 
 
 Gat. We'll look arter 'em, you bet ; we'll take 'em inter 
 camp. Come, git ; we'll take care of j^eli. Dolph ! cock yer 
 gun and march right behind 'em with me, and if either of 'em 
 turns his head 'round blow him clean through. (Exit, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 9th. Mountain Glen in Qth Groove. 
 
 Maj. Gen. and Staff c. discovered. Man loith signal fia^ l. 
 c. Noise of battle commencing. 
 
 Maj. Gen. (Looking through field, glass.) They seem to be 
 massing their infantry tor a charge. Ah, here comes Weston. 
 
 (Enter Fred, l. 3 e.) 
 
 Well ! What success ? 
 
 Fred. Here is their mail containing their plans. They con- 
 template a raid into the loyal States. 
 
 Maj. Gen. Yes, here is their whole plan of action. Now 
 we can work better. Signal to open fire from our batteries on 
 the right, also to mass our infVintry in the center to resist 
 charge. Captain, go and order the fourth Kentucky Volun- 
 teers to march out to the right, and get in position to charge on 
 the enemy's flank, after they charge. 
 
 (Exit Capt. of staff, r. 3 e.) 
 
40 SOUTHERN KEFUGEES. [aCT IT. 
 
 Fred. General that is mj' regimeut, and with j'onv permis- 
 sion, I will join them. 
 
 Maj. Gen. You have it, and I hope j'ou will get through 
 safe. {Fred exit. r. 3 e.) Now, the battle is on in earnest. 
 {Noise constantly on the increase. Maj. Gen. and others grad- 
 ually ivorking R.) See that every officer, is at his post, and has 
 his men Avell in hand. Signal to open fire along our entire line 
 when the enemy eharge. {E.i'eunt r.) 
 
 Skirmish line firing on the retreat from l. to r. Battle busi- 
 ness ad. lib. Shells bursting, &c. Charges and repulse. At 
 last Union men charge across from e., met at c. by Rebels loho 
 charge across from l., when bayonets cross Rebels droj) on their 
 knees c. Form pictnre. Music No. IS. 
 
 tableau OUR BANNER VICTORIOUS. 
 
 Drox). 
 
 ACT IV. Scene 1st. 
 
 Plain Room in 5th Grooved 
 
 Music No. 15. Fred lying on cot r. c, Doljyh seated in front 
 
 of cot. 
 
 Fred. {Waking.) Dolph ! Dolph ! 
 
 Doli)h. Yere, Mauss ; Bress de Lor', sing praises to his 
 name, yeh's gwine to lib again. 
 
 Fred. Where am I, Dolph? How came I here? 
 
 Dolph. Dere, now ; stop, Mauss Fred ; yoh mustn't say 
 anodder word. Dere, don't move ; can't 'low dat, nohow ; 
 Doctah says as how yeh. must keep quiet, an' may de good an- 
 gels guard yeh wid dere shaddeiy wings. 
 
 Fred. I feel quite well now, Dolph ; but last night I did not 
 think I should ever see a friend in this world again. 
 
 Doli)h. Not last night, Mauss ; why last night yeh was ly- 
 in' heah in dis yere bed, as quiet as a lamb. It's more'n two 
 weeks since de battle. 
 
 Fred. Two weeks ! It cannot be. 
 
 Dolpth. Dere, dere ; not anodder Avord ; yeh's too weak ; 
 yeh jes' turn ober an go to sleep. I'se got to go an' 'tend to 
 Mnuss Allen now. he had his leg broke in de battle, but he's 
 (loin' fust rate now. By an' by I'll tell yeh someting yeh'll 
 like to heah. 
 
SCENE I.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 41 
 
 Fred. All right. I suppose I've got to mind you. {Turns 
 away from audienee. Dolph starts to go l. as Carrie enters, r. 
 1 E., goes totvards cot, Dolph goes back to her, comes down with 
 her.) 
 
 Dolph. Sh ; don't make any noise, Miss Came. He's 
 
 all right again. He jes' waked up an' knowed me, an' spoke to 
 me. Bress de Lor', he's all right again. 
 
 Carrie. Yes, thank the Lord, for certainly' without his aid, 
 brother Fred would never have recovered from his terrible 
 wound ; but you go and sta\- with Captain Allen a little while, 
 and I will sit here and watch Fred. 
 
 Dolph. All right, I'll go right along, Miss Carrie. 
 
 {Exit Dol2yh, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Fred. {As Carrie turns up stage.) Carrie, my sister. 
 {Carrie kneels beside couch, embrace.) 
 
 Carrie. 0,Fred, my own brave, noble brother ; God knows 
 this moment repays me for all my suffering. 
 
 Fred. How came you here, Carrie? 
 
 Carrie. {Sits beside cot.) I left home to do my share for 
 our cause. There, I dare not have you talk more now ; you 
 are not strong enough. 
 
 Fred. Well, I won't talk ; I'll just listen to you. Now tell 
 me all about your coming here. 
 
 Carrie. It's a long story, and I cannot tell you all now. I 
 started for the North, and got as far as Nashville, when Harri- 
 son Rathbone met me and had me arrested. On his testimony 
 I was ordered to prison to await my trial, but the Lieutenant 
 into whose charge I was given, found the prison was full and 
 got permission to take me to a private family, named Blake ; 
 they were Confederates, but ver}'^ kind to me. Their son. Lieu- 
 tenant Charles Blake, of the Fifth Tennessee Cavalry, carried 
 a dozen letters for me, at different times, and left them in post 
 cilices where he thought they might reach j-ou. 
 
 Fred. Blake — Blake — Fifth Tennessee — with Wheeler, Car- 
 rie? 
 
 Carrie. Yes. 
 
 Fred. It seems like a dream — the suffering of that night, 
 when I l.iid wounded on the field. I heard a man groan near 
 me, and I crawled to his side ; he was wounded and dying. 
 His name was Blake, of the Fifth Tennessee. I gave him a 
 drink of water from my canteen, and he died beside me, asking 
 me to take a message to his friends. Poor fellow ! he was 
 your friend, Carrie. 
 5 
 
4^ 
 
 42 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [AClff^- 
 
 Carrie. He was, indeed. 
 
 Fred. Go on, sister ; tell me the rest. 
 
 Carrie. I remained with the Blakes' during the Spring and 
 Summer. I then came on here, and Avith all my strength, I 
 have worked to relieve the brave men who have been fighting 
 with you. Dr. Newton gave me charge of Captain Allen, and, 
 learning you were in his company, and asking him about you, 
 he actually fibbed ; but then he is such a good, noble fellow I 
 can easily forgive him. 
 
 Fred. So, you really think Allen is a good fellow, do you ? 
 
 Carrie. Dr. Newton said I could take care of you if I 
 would not speak to j'OU, or talk in the room until he gave me 
 permission, and of course I complied. 
 
 {Enter Dolph. l. 1 e.) 
 
 Dolph. Miss Carrie, de Captain wants to see j'eh, mighty. 
 
 Carrie. Now, Fred, try and sleep again, while I go and at- 
 tend to the Captain. Dolph will stay here''with you. {Kisses 
 Fred, and exit l. 1 e. Dolph takes seat at head of cot.) 
 
 TABLEAU SOME OF THOSE WHO SAVED US. 
 
 Scene 2d. Plain room in Sd Groove. 
 
 {Enter Catastrophy with arm in sling, and Jerusha, r. 2 e.) 
 
 Jerusha. What makes you in such a tarual hurry to go? 
 You'd better wait till you get well, and then you can do some- 
 thing ; go down there with your arm as it is now, and you'll 
 get in a hospital, and I shant be there to take care of you. 
 
 Cat. No, maybo you wouldn't, but somebody else would, 
 and 5'ou'd be doin' j'our duty here, jest the same. There's no 
 use talking, Jerusha, Captain Allen, Mr. Weston — and he's a 
 Captain now — and Dolph, are all goin' to-morrer, and I wont 
 stay behind 'em. 
 
 Jeruslia. Wall, if you're bound to go, go ahead ; I'll get 
 your things all read}^ for you to night. I tell you it'll be aw- 
 ful lonesome here, arter you're all gone Catastrophy ; but then 
 Carrie's goin' to stay ; that'll be one comfort ; but if you're 
 goin' come along, I've got lot's to do to get yon ready. 
 
 Cat. Wall, do it, then, just as quick as you can, for I'm 
 goin' to-morrer, sure. {Exeunt, l. 2 e.) 
 
SCENE in.] ' • SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 43 
 
 Scene 3d. Rocky Pass in 5th Groove. 
 
 Moore and Dolph disguised, discovered c. on guard. • 
 
 Moore. Easy, Dolph ; there's some one coming. {Looking 
 L.) Who goes there ? Halt! 
 
 Frank Stark. {Outside h.) A friend with the countersign. 
 Moore. Advance, friend, with the countersign. 
 
 {Enter Stark, l. u. e., gives countersign.) 
 
 That may be good to pass you through some of the lines around 
 liere, and it may come handy to us. I'm obliged to you for 
 it ; but it ain't good here ; lay down j'^our sword ; you are a 
 prisoner. 
 
 Stark. Why, how is this? I have just left our camp to 
 visit my uncle, who lives just above here. 
 
 Dolph. What was yeh gwiue up to see yeh uncle fur? Tink 
 he'd be glad to see yeh wid dat unicorn on ? 
 
 Stark. He, like myself, stands by the South in her struggle 
 for her rights and he will be proud to welcome me as one of her 
 defenders. 
 
 Dolj)h. O, he does, does he ? I i-eckon we'll give him a call, 
 an' see if he won't be proud to have such extinguished visitors 
 as us come to see him. May-be he'll open his heart — an' his 
 cupboard — to us ; we'll call on him, sartin shuah ; we'll gib 
 him your specs, an' tell him an accident happened to yoh so 
 yeh couldn't come. 
 
 Stark. {To Moore.) Where is your commanding officer? 
 I desire to see him, and be released, and not stand here to be 
 ridiculed in this way. 
 
 Moore. He is bn£ a short distance away, making a disposi- 
 tion of the rest of his command. 
 
 Dolph. {Aside.) 'Clar to goodness, Mauss'll be glad to 
 see him ; he told me if we cotched anj^body heah to let him 
 know, an' I'll go an' fotch him. {To Moore.) I'll go an' get 
 the cap'n ; you can take care ob him till I come back, can't 
 yeh? 
 
 Moore. Yes, I've got him safe enough ; you go and tell the 
 Captain. {Exit Dolph, n. 3 -e.) 
 
 Stark. What is the meaning of this? why am I detained 
 here ? I am an officer ; have a right to go where I like, and I 
 gave you ' the camp countersign ; I did not know we had a 
 picket post here. 
 
44 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT IV. 
 
 Moore. Our Captain will be here soon, and j'ou can make 
 your explanations to him ; I had orders to arrest any one trav- 
 eling this road without the proper eonntersign ; you have'nt got 
 it ; bnt here is the Captain ; talk to him. 
 
 {Enter Fred, disguised, and Dolph, r. 3 e.) 
 
 Fred. {To Stark.) It is, perhaps, unnecessary to tell 3'ou 
 that you are a prisoner in the hands of Union scouts ; should 
 we be captured in this service, we would expect no mercj', con- 
 sequently we feel inclined to return none ; your only chance for 
 your life is to answer, truthfully, such questions as I may ask 
 yon. 
 
 Stark. I cannot be forced to give any information that will 
 damage the cause of my country, and if you are the brave man 
 you ought to be, to command this expedition, you will do me 
 no wrong for standing by my principles. 
 
 Fred. Might I ask what j'our principles are ? 
 
 Stark. You can, sir. My principles, as a soldier, are the 
 interests of the Confederacy, 
 
 Fred. Yes, and to promote those interests, you, who now 
 ask life at my hands, would sanction the imprisonment of an 
 aged man ; you would hold him till death came, in mercy, to 
 take him from your cruel grasp ; you would forget eveiy feel- 
 ing of boasted love for that old man's daughter, and vaunted 
 affection for that old man's son in the hour of their great 
 trouble, and crush them to the earth. 
 
 Stark. Gracious Heavens ! Who are j^ou ? 
 
 Fred. I am Fred Weston, of Brazoria. If j'ou doubt me I 
 can place your finger in the bullet mark of your cowardly as- 
 sassins. Yes, Frank Stark, I can show you a fragment of the 
 flag which you tore down at Brazoria, and wliicli I am hearing 
 back. I have a hundred burning evidences in my heart of such 
 as you, and your principles ; let me hear no more of them 
 from you ; I might be tempted to degrade myself with your 
 blood. 
 
 Stark. You ! Fkkd Wkston ! And hkre I Impossible ! 
 He died long ago, on his way North ; Rathbone told me so, 
 himself. 
 
 Fred. Then Rathbone lied. {Throws of disguise.) Do 
 YOU DOUBT ME NO'Nv ? Frank Stark, it would have been better 
 for you and your cause if I had died on my wa}^ North ; for I 
 am following you with a hatred that will only end with life ; I 
 have nnich to avenge. My father, from his grave where your 
 
SCENE IV.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 45 
 
 cruelty sent him, calls on me, and tou, as one of his murder- 
 ers, must answer. 
 
 Stark. Shoot me, Fred Weston, but do not talk thus. 
 Many things in the past I would change, but as God is my 
 judge, I was influenced by honest motives. I regret your fath- 
 er's death, and the loss of j'our property, but it was not my 
 fault. 
 
 Fred. It was the fault of all such as you ; I care not for 
 the loss of property, but my mother and sister are homeless, 
 now, and I am fighting to regain a home for them ; but enough 
 of this, you must be the judge of your own answers to my 
 questions. Here, Dolph, bring the halter. {Dolph puts halter 
 on Stark.) 
 
 Stark. Stop Captain, you've got the dead wood on me this 
 time. I'll answer your questions. {Dolph removes halter.) 
 
 Fred. Very well. Where is Willard ? 
 
 Stark. He is back with the regiment. 
 
 Fred. How far from here. 
 
 Stark. Not more than a mile. 
 
 Fred. What are their intentions. 
 
 Stark. They are going on a raid inside the Yankee lines, 
 to-morrow, and we pushed out to-night so as to give us a good 
 start in the morning. 
 
 Fred. How many men does Willard command ? 
 
 Stark. About eight hundred. 
 
 Fred. Is Rathbone with him? 
 
 Stark. He is. 
 
 Fred. That will do. Moore you take care of this man and 
 see that he does not escape. I am going to visit Willard. 
 Dolph, come with me a little farther, and wait for me. 
 
 (Exit Fred and Dolph, l. 3 e.) 
 
 Scene 4th. Wood in l.sf Groove. 
 
 {Enter Catastrophy, l. 1 e., intoxicated.) 
 
 Cat. I wonder what Captain Weston would say to see me 
 now. I'm darned somy I had to leave him ; but when he got 
 out of the hospital he got a Cap'n's commission and went on 
 duty in Tennessee, and I had to stay in Captain Allen's com- 
 pany, and come down here to Vicksburg ; but it don't make 
 any difference ; I'm bound to put it through anyhow. Hooray ! 
 for the American Eagle, the creetur that flies higher and 
 squeaks louder than any other bird ; Hooray ! 
 
46 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT IV, 
 
 (Enter Bennett^ r. 1 e.) 
 
 Bennett. Not quite so much noise here about the American 
 Eagle. 
 
 Cat. {Aside.) Thunder ! there's a reb ; I'm in for it now ; 
 I'll pretend I'm deaf, and fool him. {To Bennett.) Yes, he 
 does make some noise wlicn he's stir'd up, S(|uire. 
 
 Bennett. You're a stranger here, I see ; what's 3'our busi- 
 ness? Your wits seem dull. 
 
 Cat. O, yes, Mr. Stranger's business is dull ; jes' so. Well 
 whose ain't, these times? 
 
 Bennett. I reckon you're a spy. 
 
 Cat. Sho ! are yeh? How d'ye do Mr. Pry? 
 
 Bennett. You're a fool. 
 
 Cat. Yes, that's right ; keep cool. 
 
 Bennett. {Aside.) Dog-gone him, I wonder what his name 
 is. {Aloud.) You are called 
 
 Cat. Am I? then I guess I'll be goin. {Starts l.) 
 
 Bennett. {Seizing him.) No you don't; you're my prison- 
 r. Come along ; I'll soon change your tune, I think. 
 
 Cat What ! you've got the change to take a drink? Come 
 along, then ; I hain't, been so dry since Adam was a rag baby. 
 {Aside.) I'll go with him ; perhaps I may find out something 
 worth knowing. 
 
 Bennett. Come, you Yanks are stupid asses. 
 
 Cat. Rum and lasses ? Yes, jest as soon as an3'thing. 
 
 {Exeunt., r. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 5th. Mountain Pass in 6th Groove. 
 
 Rebel Camp. Arms stacked up stage. Rebels seen abortt 
 stage smoking, plaining cards., &e. Willard seated at table, r., 
 reading paper. Bottle and drinking cup on table. Pen, ink, 
 pa])er and documents on table. 
 
 Willard. Well; poor Sydney Johnston is dead. It's too 
 bad, but it can't be helped. " We all have to take our chances. 
 
 {Enter Fred with orderly, i.. 2 e.) 
 Hello ! Orderly, who is this? 
 
 Fred. I'm Jake Parker, from old Knintuck ; don't yeh know 
 me? {Willard shakes his head in the negative.) Wall, I don't 
 know as you would hardly, for I can't say as I ever was mixed 
 up much with you. But I've got suthin' to say to yeh. Will 
 it be safe to speak out afore those men ? 
 
SCENE v.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 47 
 
 WiUarcL O, yes, speak it out. 
 
 Fred. Wall, then, I will. Yeli see I've jist come from 
 tother side, au' thar's a lot'r papers an' letters an' sich. When 
 I come through them Yanks lines, I jist friz onto 'em, for I 
 thought they'd be handy to some of yeh here. {Gives jxipers^ 
 &c.) 
 
 Willard. {After Icoking over letters.) Yes, these are very 
 important to us ; they contain very valuable information. How 
 did you come by them? 
 
 Fred. Wall, yeh see, they caught me trying to get through, 
 an' took me up to one of the General's tents, and tried to get 
 sumthin' out'r me, but could'nt, and I was left alone while the 
 Ginral called a man to take me out'r their camp, an' I jist 
 grabed 'em an' brought em here. I come mighty nigh bein' 
 caught agin with these things in rny pocket. I swar', it made 
 my har' rise. 
 
 Willard. Where did you come from? and where are you 
 going ? 
 
 Fred. I come from Kaintuck, an' I was tryin' to get to Mor- 
 gan. Yeh see I haint done much yet in the war, but arter the 
 blasted Yanks took Donelson I couldn't stan' it no longer, an, 
 I made up my mind to go in. {Fred plays ivitk bottle on table 
 during speech.) 
 
 Willard. Do j^ou ever drink, Mr. Parker? 
 
 Fred. Not much, but I'd break an oath to drink with you. 
 
 Willard. Help yourself. 
 
 Fred. {After drinking from bottle.) Thank yeh. But, 
 now, how am I goin' to get to Morgan ? 
 
 Willard. Have you anything about you to tell who and 
 what you are? 
 
 Fred. O, yes ; jist read that, {gives letter,) an' you'll see 
 I'm all right. 
 
 Willard. Yes, this is good. If Sydney Johnston recom- 
 mends you, you must be all right. You knew he was dead I 
 suppose. 
 
 Fred. No! he ain't, is he? 
 
 Willard Yes, he was killed a few day ago. 
 
 Fred. Wall, that's to bad ; dog-goned if I don't want to 
 get at it worse than ever, just to hear that he's dead. I'm goin' 
 to Morgan, and act as scout. I shouldn't be good for much else. 
 What's the best way for me to go ? 
 
 Willard. You will have to go to Pittsburg landing and 
 around by Tuscumbia. I think you had better be mustered in- 
 
48 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT IV. 
 
 to the service before you start so we can exchange for you if 
 you are captured ; I will give you a note to the mustering offi- 
 cer. ( Writes at table.) 
 
 Fred. That's all right. I'll get 'listed, then start right 
 a,waj. I heard some of the boys talking about a raid yeh was 
 goin* on to-raorrer ; are yeh goin' my way? if yeh are I can go 
 along with yeh. 
 
 Willard. No, we are going right into the enemy's country. 
 It's only a dash with two companies ; the rest of my command 
 go another way. There's a certain officer I wish to capture, if 
 possible, besides foraging. 
 
 Fred. Wall, I hope j^ou'll catch him. 
 
 Willard. I don't doubt but we shall. Here is your note ; 
 now go and get mustered in, and then take these documents to 
 Morgan. (Gives note and documents.) Be very careful of 
 them. 
 
 Fred. All right ; I will. I reckon I'll try another drop of 
 this stuff, then be off. {Drinks.) 
 
 Willard. Look out for yourself now, for you have a risky 
 job to do. 
 
 Fred. O, don't you fear for me ; I'll get there all right, an' 
 I'll take mighty good care of these papers, too. {Exiti.. 2 e.) 
 
 Closed in. 
 
 Scene 6th. Wood in 2d Groove. 
 
 (Enter Fred and Dolph, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Fred. There, Dolph, you take these papers and go down to 
 Moore, and start immediately for camp. I have read them, and 
 if I get there first I can report their contents. 
 
 Dolph. "Which way are you gwine, Mauss? I's mighty 
 skeery for 3'eh, shuah. 
 
 Fred. I am going to watch Willard, to see where he is going 
 to strike. You go now as quick as jou can, and be sure and 
 get Stark into camp. 
 
 Dolph. All right, Mauss ; but be keerful. Yeh knows dey'd 
 like mighty well to cotch yeh. (Exit Dolph, r.. 1 e.) 
 
 Fred. iVow, then, to look after this raid of Willard's ; it's 
 unfortunate I could not find out just where they intend to go ; 
 but I dared not be too inquisitive. But what troubles me now 
 is the fear that I was recognized by Claire, when coming from 
 their camp. He seemed to eye me very suspiciously, still it 
 
SCENE VII.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 49 
 
 may be all imagination. Sh ! some one comes, (looking l.) it's 
 too late to avoid them. (Draws revolver.) Who goes there? 
 Halt ! (SJiot outside, Fred falls. Enter, l. 1 e., Claire and 
 three Rebel soldiers, bind Fred, and take off disguise.) 
 
 Claire. Thar ! blast yeh ; I knowed I want mistaken. 
 Dog-goned if yeh didn't fool 'em pooty well in camp, though. 
 But I seed yeh when yeh thought no one was looking. Now 
 get back an' see what they'll say to yeh this time. I reckon 
 they'll string yeh up, or send yeh to Macon. That's just the 
 bulliest town, provided yeh had yeh liberty, to enjoy the sights. 
 
 Fred. Well sir, you are at liberty to shoot me, insult me, 
 and send me where you please. May I ask what command is 
 honored by the service of so gallant an officer? 
 
 Claire. . I'm a Lieutenant in Captain Rathbone's company of 
 the Rangers. I'm one of them fels that'd rather blow the head 
 ofF'n a cussed Yank than not, so keep a civil tongue in yeh 
 head. 
 
 Fred. Yes, there are cowards of that kind, who are always 
 brave in the presence of unarmed men and old women, and I 
 am satisfied you are one of them. 
 
 Claire. I had orders to bring yeh back alive if I could, else 
 that speech, won Id be yeh last. Take him along boys ; I reck- 
 on we'll have a chance to see him stretch hemp now. 
 
 (Exeunt, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 7th. Plain Chamber in 3d Groove. 
 
 General Buckner, r. c, Catastrophy c, George Bennett l. c, 
 discovered. 
 
 Bennett. Take off 3'-our hat, you're now in the presence of 
 the Major-General. 
 
 Cat. Mr. Devil ! O, how are ye Mr. Devil? Hope all the 
 little devils are well 
 
 Gen. B. What are you doing here ? Did you desert ? 
 
 Cat. No, I didn't come after dirt, I come after butter; 
 hain't had any for a week. 
 
 Gen. B. (Speaking very loud.) What is your name ? 
 
 Cat. Catastrophe Jackson, when I'm ter hum. 
 
 Gen. B. I see yo\i are one of those Yankees who are al- 
 ways prying into other people's business. 
 
 Cat. Well, I'm a Yankee, an' I ain't ashamed ter own it, 
 either, as the feller said when he kissed his gal. 
 
50 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. | ACT IT. 
 
 Gen. B. Supposing, now jou are here, you enlist with us ; 
 we will reward you well. 
 
 Cat. Now, see here ; I took a leetle too much condensed 
 molasses, and this feller caught me ; but I'm sober now, an' I'm 
 willin' ter do een' a' most any thing for money, but I can't fight 
 under 3'our flag, cause it's got a " black spot" on it. 
 
 Oen. B. You will get double pay with us and have an easy 
 time of it, for you can tell us of the intentions of the army 
 now around Vicksburg. 
 
 Cat. Now, hold on ! I was allers brought up to know the 
 difference between right an' wrong. I'm chuck full of patriot- 
 ism ; when I'm ter hum I sleep on a mattress stuflFed with 
 Eagle's feathers, and the tust tune I ever whistled was "Yankee 
 Doodle," and before I'd betray m^' country I'd be fried inter 
 slapjacks for the cannibals. 
 
 Gen. B. Consider well your refusal ; we are making such 
 disposal of our troops outside the city that your supplies will 
 soon be cut off, and Grant will have to surrender. He cannot 
 get re-enforcements. 
 
 Cat. Surrender ! Grant surrender ! He can't find that 
 word in his dictionary ; and we got re-enforcements last night. 
 
 Gen. B. What ! They must have come up the river then ; 
 who was the pilot ? 
 
 Cat. A woman. 
 
 Gen. B. A woman ! explain ; you shall lose nothing by it. 
 
 Cat. Wall, yeh see one of the oflScers' wife — 
 
 Gen. B. Yes, yes, go on ! 
 
 Cat. Wall, don't huny me ; the wife of one of the officers 
 had twins born last night — two of the handsomest little boys 
 you ever seen. 
 
 Gen. B. Let us have no more of this foolery, sir. 
 
 Cat. I hain't told yeh all, yet. Them twins sleep in the 
 folds of the American Flag, and we tickle 'em with an eagle's 
 feather to make 'em laugh. {Aside.) How a feller can lie 
 when he sets out. 
 
 {Enter orderly^ l. 2 e. kjUIi dispatcli; gives it to Gen. B.) 
 
 Gen. B. What ! Vicksburg surrendered ! Orderly, have 
 the assembly beat immediately. {Exit orderly.) We must 
 move from here or thej^'ll sweep dovra upon us, and capture 
 us all. 
 
 {Exit hurriedly, l. 2 e., followed by Bennett. Assembly out' 
 
 side L. 
 
SCENE VIII."| SOUTHERN REFUGEE. 51 
 
 Cat. Have to surrender, will we? that looks like it. He's 
 in such a darned hurry now, he's forgot me. Polite way ter 
 treat visitors, an3^how ; but I'll excuse him, and get out of this 
 while I can. (Exit, r. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 8th. Rocky Pass in Ath Groove. 
 
 Frank Stark c. ^(2) stage, Moore r. on guard, discovered. 
 
 {Enter Dolph, r. 3 e.) 
 
 Dolph. {To Moore.) Here, Mauss tole me to gib you dese 
 papers an' den we'se to get back to camp, an' fotch him along 
 wid us, {]}ointing to Stark,) jes as soon as we can. 
 
 Music No. 11. Rebels fire outside, 6 charge on l. yelling. 
 10 Union Men fire outside R., yell and charge, sto])ping at r. c. 
 3 Rebels fall, others ground arms remaining in position till 
 drop). Moore comes to charge, Stark starts to go l. Dolph 
 .seizes him, throioshim c. stands holding him. Picture. Drop. 
 
 ACT V. Scene Isi. 
 
 Dungeon in 4th Groove, dark. 
 
 Music No. 9. Fred discovered seated on old broken stool c. 
 Bundle stravj l. c. Fred nearly starved. 
 
 Fred. The moon shines brightly on the outer world, shed- 
 ing its rays " alike on the just and the unjust." I wish I 
 could look upon it once more ; how beautiful it looks streaming 
 in through j^onder grates. I will try and see it again. {Gets 
 on stool r. u. e. to look out. Shot outside r. Jumps doion.) 
 
 Claire, {outside.) Get down out'r that; none of yeh 
 Yankee tricks here. 
 
 Fred. Is it possible for man to be so fiendish, as to deny a 
 suffei'ing fellow man, even a glance at the moonlight? O, 
 Thou God of mercy and justice, who saw fit for Freedom's 
 sake, that we might better appreciate its worth, to let tens of 
 thousands fathers, and brothers, and sons, die in the cells and 
 
52 SOUTHERN REFUGEE?. [aCT V. 
 
 prison-pens of the South — poor starred skeletons — keep down 
 all feelings of anger and revenge, that rise burning in our 
 hearts, when we think of this cursed record of a people fight- 
 ing in Thy name, and asking Thy aid ! But, O, keep fresh the 
 memory of the dead ! Remind us when in the world's business 
 we forget the twin sister of Religion, Liberty, of the terrible 
 sacrifice and suffering by which it was gained. How much 
 longer must this be ? Is there no end ? Oh, these thoughts will 
 drive me mad. It must end soon ; God is too good to let such 
 things be. Soon I'll take my place with those who have gone 
 to their final muster. I can see them now as the}' fall in ; — 
 And, now, the Orderly calls the roll. Hark ! Don't make any 
 noise now ; — I want to hear him call m}' name, so I can be 
 prompt with my answer. Steady, — now ; — he's got — almost — 
 down — to — me. — Sh-Sh-. {Capt. Allen raises trap c.) 
 
 Cai)t. Fred Weston. (Music No. 12.) 
 
 Fred. Here ! (Falls senseless.) 
 
 (Capt. Allen and Dolph enter throuyh trap.) 
 
 Capt. Fred, speak ! come, cheer up again ; you are safe 
 now ; we have come to release you. Oh, what a wreck. 
 "What demon's work is this? Death Avere too good for him. 
 
 Doljjh. Mauss Fred, speak once ! it's Dolph, come for j^eh. 
 I tried ter come before, but I couldn't Mauss ; but I'se here 
 now and I'll sabe j-eh, or die wid j-eh. 
 
 Capt. (Kneeling beside Fred.) 1 fear we are too late, 
 Dolph. Hark ! There's the boys coming ; come Fred, rouse 
 yourself. (Song in distance, '• Marching through Georgia.'* 
 Fred gradxially conies to daring song.) 
 
 Fred. That's right, boys, sing and be happ}' ; I am, now. 
 If you had been in that terrible place with me, you'd sing glad 
 songs on your deliverance. Captain are you here too? I didn't 
 see you before ; Isn't it nice, after so long a time in prison, to 
 meet our comrades again ? But you was not at the roll call ; 
 I didn't see you there, and I did not hear your name called. 
 But you are here now. (Bising sees JJolph.) What ! Dolph ! 
 you too ! Are they all here ? Thank God ! I knew it would 
 end soon. I don't fear Willard now ; he can't harm me more ; 
 but it was cruel to starve me so. 
 
 Dolph. You stay wid him Mauss Allen; I'll find him. I 
 know now who done dis. Mauss Fred if you die here he shall 
 go wid yeh. (Exit, r. 3 e.) 
 
 Ciq)t. No, Fi'ed, he cannot harm you now, j^ou are with 
 
 J 
 
SCENE II.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 53 
 
 friends who will save you. Come, cheer up, you'll come out 
 all right again. 
 
 Fred. What's this? — ^V^lere am I? — In prison again? O, 
 that's too bad ; after finding my old Capt. and Dolph. 
 
 Capt. We are here now, Fred. See don't 3'ou know me ? 
 
 Fred. (Business of waking.) Yes ! Thank HeaA^en ; it is 
 not all a dream ; I know you Captain, now. But how did 3'ou 
 get here. 
 
 Ccqyt. Sherman has started to march through Georgia, we 
 got here to-night. I found out, by some prisoners we captured, 
 that you were here, and in searching through the prison for 
 you saw that trap door ; curiosity led us to open it, and we 
 found you just as you fell senseless. 
 
 Fred. But, where is Dolph, now ? 
 
 Dolph. (Outside.) Here, Mauss Fred. (Enter r. 3 e. 
 dragging Willard, dead, drops him c.) Couldn't help it ; he 
 tried to shoot me fust, and so I jes' fired to sabe myself. I 
 wanted to bring him alibe, so Mauss Fred could see him die ; 
 for I tink it would do him good. 
 
 Fred. No, Dolph, I did not wish to see it. Although I 
 have suflTered much from him, still, as he lays there dead, I 
 bear him no malice, and forgive him even as I hope to be for- 
 given ; and, as I now leave these gloomy walls, let me utter 
 the hope that he has gone to his maker ; and when the final 
 roll shall be called may he be in line and ready to aHSwer — 
 HERE. Form Picttcre. . 
 
 TABLEAU FINAL ROLL CALL. 
 
 Closed in. 
 Scene 2d. Landscape in 1st Groove. 
 
 (Enter Catastrophy and Jerusha, r. 1 e.) 
 
 Cat. Yes, that's what I say ; let's go right down there 
 again. Mr. Weston'll want you just as much as ever, and so 
 shall I, and more too, for you've stuck to it well ; you've done 
 3'Our duty like a man, and I'm proud of j'er. Now I tell yer 
 what, I'm going ter git a flag an' put it on a pole, an' when we 
 git ter the line of Texas, we'll walk all the way home. I'll 
 carry the flag and whistle " Yankee Doodle," you can help out 
 on the chorus. J said I'd carry it across Texas, an' I will, an' 
 I'd like to see ther feller what wants ter insult it. 
 
 Jerusha. Me too ! An insult was never given to that flag 
 yet, an' went uuavenged. You've got to go up with the com- 
 pany, hain't 3'ou, to get dismissed? 
 
54 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT V. 
 
 Cat. Yes, an' I'm sorn^ Maj. "Weston, — He's a Major now, 
 Jerusha. — I'm sony he can't be there. He sent word to Capt. 
 Allen that he could not possibly come ; he's a provost Marshal 
 somewhere, I forgot where he said, an' he's just finishing up 
 the business there and can't leave. He says he's gettin' along 
 first rate since he left the prison. Capt. Allen told me he did 
 look awful, starved almost to death. 
 
 Jerusha. I heard him when he told Came about it. She's 
 goin' to stay 'till the Company is dismissed, an' then he's going 
 down home with her, an' they are goin' to be married the same 
 day that Fred an' Rosa are. 
 
 Cat. Good ! I'm glad of that, for Capt. Allen is a fust rate 
 man. Carrie has worked hard, too, during this war, and she's 
 every way worthy of him. 
 
 Jerusha. That's so ! There ain't a gTcat many done more 
 than she has. 
 
 Cat. See here, Jerusha, I'v got an idea. "We might just as 
 well get hitched up the same time the rest do ; perhaps it'll be 
 cheaper for us, then ; everything'U be all there ready you know. 
 "What do you say? 
 
 Jerusha. "Wall, I sa}^ this ; j^ou've stuck to the Union well, 
 an' I'll stick to you just the same. {Assembly heat otdside l.) 
 There goes the drum, now you've got to go. I'm goin' up an' 
 see them. 
 
 Cat. That's right, come along. {E.veunt, l. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 3d. Landscape in 5th Groove, same as Act 3, Scene 1st. 
 
 Capt. Allen v:ith his Company at back of stage, formed for 
 dress parade, open ranks. Lieutenants in front, Moore a Lieu- 
 tenant. When scene opens, Capt. Allen goes c. in front. 
 Business of drill. Villagers, r. & l. Grace Holden, l. 
 
 Capt. Allen. Miss Holden, and Ladies : you well remember 
 when we left our homes to march to scenes of conflict. At 
 that time you presented us with a beautiful flag, as a token 
 from you, that, while in camp, on the march, or in the battle 
 charge, we might have something to remind us of those we left 
 behind. In accepting that flag we imposed upon ourselves the 
 duty of defending it ; to guard it faithfully, and, if we sur- 
 vived, to bear it back to you in triumph. Our record during 
 the struggle will show how that duty has been performed. We 
 have brought it back to you, but you would hardly recognize 
 
SCENE IV.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 55 
 
 it ; its bright folds have faded, it is tattered and torn, but it is 
 as pure and spotless as when we received it from you. Allow 
 me now, in behalf of my command, to confide it to your keep- 
 ing again ; and with it, the thanks and kindest wishes of those 
 who have been led on to victory under it. 
 
 Grace Holden. Captain Allen, and Soldiers : I felt greatly 
 honored when I was chosen by the Ladies to present you this 
 flag. I feel more than honored now, to receive it back again. 
 True, it is faded and torn ; its bright colors are gone ; still, as 
 we look upon it to day, it seems better and handsomer than 
 ever before ; for it bears the scars of many hard fought battles ; 
 it has carried freedom all over our land ; and, as we now lay it 
 aside, it is with the heartfelt prayer that you may never again 
 be called upon to rally to its protection, but, that Liberty and 
 Peace, may henceforth be yours. In conclusion, let me say, 
 we give you that welcome home you have so nobly earned, we 
 have also prepared a pleasant entertainment for you all, this 
 evening, where you will — we hope — forget, for the first time 
 for years, the duties and dangers of a soldier's life. 
 
 Capt. Allen'hrings Company to close order, stack arms, break 
 ranks. Business of loelcome to all as scene closes. 
 
 Scene 4th. Fancy Chamber in 2d Groove. 
 
 (Enter Mrs. Arrington and Rosa, r. 2 e.) 
 
 Mrs. A. I don't know how it was done, but I believe he 
 was at work on some kind of a torpedo, when it exploded, de- 
 stroying both of his eyes. 
 
 {Enter Carrie Weston, r. 2 e.) 
 
 Carrie. Good morning. 
 
 Mrs. A. and Rosa. Good morning, Carrie. {Business of 
 welcome.) 
 
 Carrie. I just saw as I came in the most pitiful looking 
 sight I ever witnessed, and I hope never to see such an one 
 again. 
 
 Rosa. What was it, Carrie ? 
 
 Carrie. I met a man — led by a black boy — with such a dis- 
 figured face I should hardly know it was a human being. 
 
 3frs. A. Did you recognize him as any one you ever saw 
 before ? 
 
56 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT V. 
 
 Carrie. No ! do you know who he is ? Have you ever seen 
 him? 
 
 Rosa. Yes, we were just speaking of hiin as you came in. 
 He is Harrison Rathbone. He is perfectl}^ destitute, and lives 
 only by the charity of those to whom, for years, he has been a 
 bitter enem}'. 
 
 Carrie. His family have suffered much by this war. His 
 father, you know, sold everything he had to purchase our place 
 at the time it was seized by the rebels ; of course the title he 
 gave to the purchaser of his property, holds good. Unfortu- 
 nately the confederacy, — as they called it — could not give so 
 secure a title to him, and Fred, has just recovered it all back, 
 and he is, to day, as poor and destitute as his son. 
 
 Rosa. God's ways are past our finding out. Neai'ly four 
 years ago, Harrison Rathbone, vain, weak and boastful, was 
 sitting in this very room, telling Mother and I, that Fred was 
 drowned ; that he knew it to be true. He then made a propo- 
 sition for my hand, which I spumed, and ordered him from the 
 house. I never shall forget how he raved ; he cursed us all 
 here, called us Yankee abolitionists, and used every epithet he 
 could command ; he cursed the union and the flag ; and when 
 I told him that the flag of the union would yet float from the 
 place from which men like him in feeling but better in heart 
 had torn it he said, " So help me God, these eyes will be blas- 
 ted before ever they rest on Fred Weston here." They never 
 will ; but, thank God, Fred Weston lives, and to day will raise 
 the old flag there, 
 
 Mrs. A. Yes, and we must get ready to go and see them 
 raise it. Come into the other room, Carrie, and wait for us, and 
 we will go to the town together. {Exeunt, i.. 1 e.) 
 
 Scene 5th. Street in Ath Groove, same as Act 1, Scene btli. 
 
 3hisic No. 3. Flag Staff, c. Soldiers ranged up and 
 doicn stage l., Moore in command. Villagers on r. Enter 
 Catastrojihy and Jerusha l. u. e., . Catastrophy tvJiistling 
 " Yankee Doodle." 
 
 Cat. How'd do everybody? Glad to see yeh all alive an' 
 kickin'. I reckon by the looks Ave're just in time for muster. 
 Goin' to hoist 'er up agin to day are j'ch? Wall, that's bunk- 
 um. You see what made us so late was, we've walked all the 
 way from the Texas line. When we went away from here, I 
 
SCENE v.] SOUTHERN REFUGEES. 57 
 
 said I wouldn't give her up 'till I could cany this flag across 
 Texas without its bein' insulted. Wall, Jerusha an' I, we've 
 brought it so far, but one feller on the way thought he was 
 smart, and said so ; but he don't think so now ; I took the 
 starch out'r him so darned quick he didn't know when I began. 
 (Looking r.) Hullo ! there comes Maj. Weston and the Gals, 
 and Capt. Allen and Dolph, gewhitiker, this's good's a huskin'. 
 
 (Enter, r. u. e., Fred, Rosa, Mrs. A., Mrs. W. Capt. Allen, 
 
 Carrie and Dolpli, range themselves at hack, Fred c. 
 
 Fred brings flag loitli Mm.) 
 
 Moore. Attention ! Shoulder, Arms ! Present, Arms ! 
 
 Fred. Shoulder, Arms ! Order, Arms ! Parade, Rest. 
 (To Catastrophy and Jerusha.) Welcome, my friends. I am 
 glad you got here to day. I was afraid you would be late. 
 
 Cat. Wall, we did come pooty nigh it ; but we're here. 
 Glad to see yeh lookin' so well. 
 
 Jerusha. And so am I. But let's git eout of the way here, 
 and let'em go ahead ; this is the last act of the war, and let's 
 have it over with. I've seen enough. There's one thing Ca- 
 tastrophe^ wanted me to ask you, Mr. Weston, an' I might as 
 well do it now, that is, if you're willin' him an' I should be 
 married at your house the same time you an' Rosa, an' Capt. 
 Allen an' Carrie are? We can't rig up quite so nice as you 
 folks will, but for the last few years we haint been any disgrace 
 to the uniform we wore, an' we wont be there. 
 
 Fred. Indeed you have not ; you have honored it ; and I 
 shall think it an honor to my house to have such noble hearts 
 united within it. 
 
 Cat. That settles it ; don't say any more ; we'll do it. 
 
 Dolph. Bress de Lor', ebery ting has come all squar' agin. 
 
 Fred. Yes, it is all square again ; we have this one duty, 
 only, to do, raise this flag. Although we were mustered out of 
 service some time ago, yet it is just and fitting that we appear 
 at this time, in the uniform we have won a right to wear ; the 
 same we wore while fighting to bring this flag back here. On 
 this blue field I have, with my own hand, placed an extra star : 
 one from the flag torn from this staff" by the hand of traitors ; 
 you all know its history ; know that a little band of us swore 
 never to rest, until we brought it back in triumph, I carried 
 that star with me North ; it was in my breast at Somerset, 
 Donaldson and Shiloh. A rebel bullet pierced it 'ere it en- 
 tered my body, where now it is lodged. Of the men who 
 8 * 
 
58 SOUTHERN REFUGEES. [aCT V. 
 
 hauled down tbat flag, but few are left. AYillard met a just 
 doom at the hands of Uolph. Stark sleeps at Johnson's Island, 
 where he died, a prisoner in our hands. Claire lies on the bank 
 of "White Oak River. Rathbone still lives a frightful wreck. 
 Others sleep on many a battle field ; a few wounded survivors, 
 and others, homeless and friendless, are left. God knows I 
 would, and will, do all in my power to make them happy under 
 the flag the}' fought to dishonor. I did not intend to say so 
 much, but my heart is full of the memories of the past, and the 
 pleasant surroundings of the present. Let us now run up the 
 flag and give three heart}' cheers as it goes up. {To Soldiers.) 
 Attention ! Shoulder, Arms ! Present, Arms ! {Buns flag 
 lip, all cheer.) Shoulder, Arms ! Order, Arms ! 
 
 Song, ^^Our Flag is There." After song, 
 
 TABLEAU THE ANGEL OF PEACE. 
 
 Fred. Our Drama's ended ; " Our Flag is there." Long and 
 hard did we labor to bring it back, and severe were the suflTer- 
 ings of the Southern Refugees. "When, in after years, 
 around our firesides we tell of those, who, at the trumpet call, 
 left home, and all that was dear to them behind, and went forth 
 to battle for the right ; how, through long years of adversity, 
 they toiled on, hoping, almost against hope, faltered not when 
 overcome by defeat, and returned, only when the battle was 
 won, let us not forget, that, while the North was pouring 
 forth her patriots, resolved to do or die, there were some loyal 
 HEARTS in The South During the "War. 
 
 Villagers. Moore, Soldiers, 
 
 DolpJi, r. 3Irs. W., Capt. Allen and Carrie, r. c. Fred and 
 Hosa, c. 3frs. A., l. c. Catastro2)Jiy and Jernsha, l. 
 
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