/^^r- ^/^^^ >S 1704 .F9 S3 :opy 1 r-^W^'M, 25 Cents ^htRiCAK] DRAMA CHICAGO THEDRAHATlCPUBLI5hlN6 COMPANY SANTIAGO; OR, FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE A WAR DRAMA IN FOUR ACTS JOHN A. FRASER AUTHOR OF " A NOBLE OUTCAST," " THE MERRY COBBLER," "OUR STARRY BANNER," ETC. rW^O COPIES RECEIVED. CHICAGO THE DRAMATIC PUBI.ISHING COMPANY Copyright 1898, by the Dramatic Publishing Company, Chicago. Notice.— The professional acting rights of this play are reserved by the publishers, from whom written permission must be obtained before perfor- mance. All persons giving unauthorized productions will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law. This notice does not apply to amateurs, who may perform the play without permission. 090 CHARACTERS. Capt. Oscar Hutton, U. S, A. In love with Cora Leading juvenile. Lieut. Fisk, U. S. A. In love with his duty Juvenile bit. Milton Merry, U. S. N. In love with Bess Light comedy. Lieut. Cristobal, S. A. In love with soldiering Straight. Dr. Harrison, Red Cross H. S. In love with surgtry.. .Straight old man. Elmer Walton, banlver. In love with Spanish bonds. Character old man. Phillip Bassett, his stepson. In love with Ysobel Juvenile. Fernando Diaz, Walton's cashier, afterwards S. A. In love with Cora Heavy. Beverly Brown, Walton's butler, afterwards Red Cross H. S. In love with chickens Negro comedy. Cornelius Dwyer, Walton's coachman, aftejwards U. S. A. In love with "Naygurs" .Jrish Comedy. Antonio Carlos, a Cuban planter. In love with Spain. Character old man. Cora Bassett, Walton's stepdaughter. In love with Oscar... Juvenile. Bess Walton, Walton's daughter. In love with Milton Ingenue. Ysobel Carlos, Antonio's daughter. In love with Phillip Juvenile. American Soldiers, American Sailors, Spanish Soldiers, Guerillas. Actual time of playing, two hours. SYNOPSIS. Act I.— The ball at Walton's, Washington, D. C. Handsome interior. Act II.— The Red Cross Hospital. First day's battle of Santiago. Exterior. Act III.— Scene i.— Interior. Guerilla headquarters i/i the Sierra Cobra, near Santiago. Scene 2.— Exterior. The underbrush of the Sierra Cobra. Scene 3.— Fight in the mountain pass, second day's battle of Santiago. Exterior. Act IV.— Hotel Tacon, Santiago, on the night of the surrender. Interior. Note.— Walton, Dr. Harrison and Carlos may double, easily, and the piece be played with nine males, three females. /z~-3irjf PS n Off AUTHOR'S NOTES ON PRODUCTION. This is one of the easiest military plays that amateurs can produce, for a number of reasons. No special scenery is re- quired ; every regular theatre in its ordinary equipment has every set called for by the manuscript, and, as the scene plots will show, novel and pretty effects will be secured. All the parts are comparatively short and not one of them is difficult to play. The three female parts are of equal strength, and there is not a particle of choice between them. The two character comedy parts are also equal, and they are very much in evidence all through the play. The military and spectacular features are very prominent, more so than in any other play within the reach of amateurs. Thorough and painstaking rehearsal is necessary, because the situations are intense and striking, and there must be no hesita- tion, either for lines or business, when they are arrived at. The battle scenes, particularly, must be gone over again and again, with all the details, to make them so smooth as to seem like real war from the front of the house. Do not leave any- thing to chance. Rehearse until you know you are all right, both in your speeches and in your actions. The ends of the acts all require hard work, with everybody on the stage who is to take part in the performance. Cora should be a blonde, Bess brown-haired, and Ysobel a decided brunette. Evening dress in the first act may be left to the individual taste of the actresses. The nurse dresses for the second and third acts should be white, perfectly plain, and with the red cross on the left arm, near the shoulder. Nurses' caps and white aprons are necessary. For the last act, to carry out the patriotic idea, Ysobel should dress in red, Bess in white, and Cora in blue — all evening dress. , Hutton should look about 30 to 35. He wears infantry uni- form all through. His is a strong part and requires an actor of some experience. In Act IV. his head is bandaged. Lieut. Fisk should look boyish, and he also wears infantry uniform. SCENE PLOT. ACT I. ^. J Window Curtained and Open Table 4th grooves • ••• Table and Chairs Stair- Case " 3 E ■■ 2 E 1 E ACT II. Tropical landscape, land and sea, distant mountains or garden drop in 5. I ■ 1 1 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ 1 1 ■ I ■ ■ m Whitewashed Picket Fence Wood Wing 3 E Wood Wing 2 E Tormentor 1 £ mm / ■iiiimi /^/ Fence />/ W^ood Wing • ./ 3 E ••• Table and Chairs Flagstaff c c Set House 2 E Rain Barrel 1 F ACT III. SCENE I. Rooky Pass in 5th grooves. , ,^~ Chair Stand of Arms 8 E l^'^S'^ *^P®** Window J L Door ~) ••• Table and Chairs 5th gr. 4 B SCENE PLOT— (Continued.) ACT III. Scene 3. Inclined Platform Rocky Pass drop in 5th groo-s es 111 dined Platform Flat Platform ] ( Flat Platform Rock Wing Set Rock " ~ \^ _^ -« ' SetR ock n Rock Wing ^ Barricade - Rock Wing Rough Ladder Box for Table and small one to sit on ACT IV. Rough Ladder Box to sit c Rock Wing Tormentor Tormentor Street Scene in 6. rad HIMHHMH IMt Ballus e Platform m m m ® •»^ _l Arm Chair 3 E Door 1 V Doc y Thrnne St.pns riarnntprl rhairs nn =1 platform 3 E ..-) a m rable and Chairs r ^ 2E . Tormentor 1 E Tormentor 1 E SANTIAGO; OR, FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. ACT I. [Scene. — Reception room in Elmer Walton's mansion, Washington. Lighted lamp on table, L. C. Piano open. Ele- ga7it rugs a7id fur7iittire, bric-d-brac, etc. At rise of ciirtaiu Beverly, o-n old negro i7i eveni7ig dress a7id white gloves, is discovered tur7ii7ig up light of lamp. Corny, a7i Irish ser- va7it, also i7i eve7ii7ig dress, e7iters L. i E.] Bev. Well, fo* de Lawd's sake ! [Laughs , poi7iti7ig «/ Corny, whose suit is 7nuch too S7nall, short i7i arms a7id legs.] Corny. Well, what' the devil is the matter wid you ? [Cross- i7ig to c] Bev. Oh, look at dat suit — ^jes' nachelly look at it ! \Laiighs,'\ Corny. Oh, look at that nayg-ur — look at that black naygur. [il/(?<:Z'/;z^ Beverly's laugh and pointi7ig at hini.'] Bev. Shet yo' head, Irish — shet yo* head. I's no niggah. I's a Cubian, dat's what I is. Corny. Yer a what? Bev. I's a Cubian — dat's what I remarked, you cheap white Irish trash. Corny. You a Cuban ! Listen to the Jim Crow dhramin' ! Bev. I wants yo' to understan' dat I was borned in Cuba ; yes, sah, and dat makes me a Cubian ; yes, sah, an' dat's what I remarked. Corny. Oh, dear! oh, dear! Thin I suppose if you'd been born in Hong Kong 'twould have made you a haythen Chinee ! \Sits 071 settee, R. C.j 7 8 SANTIAGO; OR, Bev. Shet yo' head. Who tole yo' to come in heah, any- way ? [At table, L. C] Corny. Your boss and mine — Misther Walton. I'm here to wait on the guests. ^Swelling.'] Bev. \In deep disgicst.'\ You wait on de guests I Yoii ! Yo' better go out in de barn, whar yo' belong, an' wait on de bosses. Go out an' chew feed to' sick mules — dat's all yo' fit fo', Irish. Corny. I'll have your life for that ! \Chases Bev., ivho dodges arou7id table a7id around settee. He rutis'tip stairway, L. 2 E., followed by Corny. Sounds of a scuffle. Angry voices are heard off and Corny falls downstairs, rolling over on stage.'] Bev. [After a pause, sticking head out of stairway.] Say, Irish — is — is yo' dead ? Corny. [Sittijtg up.] No ; I'm only spacheless. Walton. \Entering door, R. 3 E.J What is the meaning of this noise ? Corny. Sure, I jusht fell downstairs, assisted by that black naygur that calls himself a Cuban. He butted me like a goat. Oh, if I'd only landed on his shins ! Walton. yCrossi^ig to C.J This constant quarrelling has got to cease or I'll discharge one of you. Now go and attend to the front door. That's y.pur place. \^Ex. Corn., L. U. E., through arch.] As lor you, Beverly, you mind your own busi- ness and let Corny alone. Bev. Well, let him keep still callin' niggah. I's no common niggah — I's a Cubian, dat's what /is. [Ex. L. i E. Returns.] An' dat's what I remarked. [Ex. L. i E.J Walton. I wish that Cuban had emigrated before he brought on this war — with the Irish. Corny, [ Without.] Yis, sor — step inside, sor. Walton. Ah, my givests are beginning to arrive. [Looking off through arch ?^ Diaz! I'm glad he's come. [Fernando Diaz enters through arch.^ You're early, Fernando. Any news ? [Shaking hands. Bringijig him dowti C] Diaz. Yes. I came early on purpose to tell you that I have a cipher cable from Madrid. Spain has resources, hitherto unsuspected, both in Paris and Berlin, and the war will be pushed with vigor. Spanish 4's, which grew firmer to-day, will rise to-morrow, and I advise an early purchase. Walton. But I'm carrying half a million of them now, with a big loss in the transaction to date. [Sits R. of table, L. c] Diaz. Buy another million and recover your loss on this rise. [Sits on settee, R. c.J FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. g Walton. I'll think about it, and let you know before the evening is over. Has anything been heard . of that young rascal ? Diaz. Nothing. The detectives are quite discouraged. Mr. Walton, be guided by my advice for once — don't push this prosecution. Remember, he is your stepson. Walton. [I^ising.] I remember nothing, sir, except that he is a thief— that he has robbed me of over $50,000, and I shall punish him as I would any other forger and embezzler. You are too tender-hearted, Fernando, with a man who forged your name and did all he could to cast the suspicion and fix the crime on you. Diaz. That is one reason why I ask mercy for him.' Phil- lip and I were never friends. He disliked me, and it would look vindictive if I should seek to hound him down. Walton. That is one reason. The other, and the principal one, is his sister, Cora. Eh, Fernando ? [Si/s down again.'] Diaz. I certainly feel a great deal of sympathy for Miss Bassett — to say nothing of a warmer sentiment. Once more, Mr. Walton, in the name of your late wife, the boy's dead mother, let me beg of you to search for him no further. [Rises during speech and crosses to Walton.] Walton. I am determined that if he can be caught he shall be punished. My only fear is that he may have left the country. Diaz. But think of the disgrace to the family if he is tried and sent to the penitentiary. Walton. Think of the disgrace to me, as a banker and busi- ness man, if he is not. Diaz. "You have done your duty. You have already ex- pended fifteen hundred dollars. Walton. I'll get him if it costs fifteen thousand. He squandered his share of his mother's fortune in reckless living and speculation. Then he began to steal. I'm glad my poor wife was wise enough to leave nearly all her money to Cora. By the way, how do matters stand between you two ? Diaz. I make but little progress — yet I still hope. Walton. That's right. A battle's never lost until it's won, and I am doing all I can for you. Diaz. I know it. Thank you. Walton. Who is the dangerous rival ? Diaz. Captain Hutton. Walton. \Rises,'\ Captain Hutton ! A man with the repu- ID SANTIAGO ; OR, tation of being the greatest lady-killer in the army ! Surely you must be mistaken. Cora couldn't be such a fool. Diaz. He is invited here, in spite of his reputation. Walton. Yes, I know. One has to invite all sorts of people in Washington society. [Hutton appears through archway in fatigue uniform. Aside.] The deuce! Here he is. \^Aloud.'\ Good-evening, Captain. We were just talking about you. [Bus, of hand-shaking. Hutton c, Diaz R., ^^^i' Walton l. of him,'\ Hutton. Nothing to my detriment, I hope ? Diaz. Oh, no ! We were only wondering how soon you would be ordered to Cuba. Hutton. The order has been given. We leave for Tampa immediately, and I have called to say good-bye instead of remain- ing to enjoy Mr. Walton's hospitality. Walton. The ladies will be downstairs in a few minutes. So you are really off at last ? Hutton. Yes, at last. Diaz. And you look for an easy victory, I suppose ? [Sjieer- ing. Sitting on settee.] Hutton. That is a subject on which I do not care to express an opinion to Sefior Fernando Diaz. Diaz. Oh, don't be delicate. I have lived in this country for fifteen years, off and on. Hutton. Yes, but you are not yet a citizen — you remain a Spanish subject. Diaz. Still, I'm not narrow-minded. If I think the United States has made a mistake in forcing this war, why, I think in good company. Any banker will tell you Walton. That it's an interference in matters that don't con- cern us, a waste of money and a terrible disturbance to busi- ness. [Sits R. of table, L. C] Hutton. Business be hanged ! Two hundred and fifty- eight American sailors were foully murdered in Havana Bay, and the American people are going to avenge that crime if they have to suspend business till after they've done it ! Walton. That's all sentiment. Hutton. Of course it's sentmient. It was sentiment that declared for independence in 1776. It was sentiment which declared that a British crew should not search an American ship in 1812. It was sentiment which declared that the shackles should fall from the limbs of three millions of slaves in this land of the free. And it is sentiment which now cries out, " Remember the Maine ! " FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. II Diaz. [Rises.] It is not sentiment, however, which will cause Europe to interfere in Spain's behalf and crush America's new-born ambition to rob my country of her island colonies. Self-interest — self-defence — will prompt the powers to call a halt. Hutton. If the continental powers dare to interlere with anything this country wins in honorable warfare, the powers will have cause to regret it. Diaz. What great event will happen then, Captain ? [Snt'cr- ing.\ Hutton. The triumphant navies of the United States and England will sweep the seas, and dictate the peace and com- merce of the world. [Diaz laughs and sits down.] Walton. But if England should maintain a discreet neu- trality ? Hutton. By the time this war is over we'll be able to whip all Europe, single-handed, on the seas. As for invading Amer- ica, there are a thousand ways (or a foreign army to get in, but not one by which to get it out again. Walton. If enthusiasm would annihilate armies and navies, Captain, the government need only attend carefully to your health, and keep you constantly in commission, to be quite invincible. [Ladies heard laughing o^ L. 2 E.J Hutton. There are the young ladies now. [Cora, Yso. a?id Bess enter by staircase, L. 2 E. Cross to C.J Cora. Why, Captain Hutton — in fatigue uniform ? [Giving her hand.'] Hutton. We've the word to move at last, Miss Bassett, so I'm in marching order. We leave to-night. Bess. Oh, that hateful old Miles ! Sending you off to-night when you're engaged to me for two waltzes. Cora. Let me present you to my Cuban iriend, Miss Ysobel Carlos. [Yso. a7id Hut. bow.'] Oh — and Mr. Diaz is here — I almost overlooked you. Mr. Diaz, Miss Carlos. [A glance of recognition passes betiveen Diaz and Yso. She bows very coldly.] Yso. [C.J Sefior Diaz and I have met before — in Cuba. Diaz. I seem to remember you, Sefiora — but Yso. Let me refresh your recollection, Sefior. It was you who visited my father's plantation, near Santiago, and telling him that you represented a syndicate of wealthy American sympathizers with the cause of Cuba Libre, offered to loan him money on his property, with which to aid our struggling 12 SANTIAGO; OR, patriots. The papers were signed and the money paid. You left the plantation, but in less than an hour my father was ar- rested and the money stolen by Spanish guerilla soldiers. Strange — wasn't it ? Diaz. [R. C.J Poor Senor Carlos — what a misfortune ! Yso. That was more than two years ago, and he hasbeen a prisoner ever since. At the time we did not suspect your good faith, but afterwards other wealthy patriots, who were too old to fight but still wished to do their share for Cuba Libre, were drawn into the same trap i)y you. They were also imprisoned and the money stolen. Diaz. I simply pursued my business as a financial agent. What followed was none of my affair. Yso. Perhaps not, but for all that my people in Cuba call you a treacherous Spanish spy and the tool of Weyler the Butcher. \^Goes up with Cora and Hutton.] Bess. \Aside.\ What awful names they call that dear, good, patient man ! [Goes up, meeting Milton Merry as he enters through arch. She shakes hands with him and they join Cora, Yso. and Hutton. Merry is in full dress uniforjn of naval cadet. After pantoininic conversatioti, Cora and Hutton ex. door R. 3 E. ; Bess, Yso. a7td Merry at window.^ Walton. I wasn't aware that you and Cora's protege were acquainied. yStill seated. \ Diaz. \Crossing to Walton.] Nor I. Carlos is by no means an uncommon name, and I never thought ot connecting this girl with the daughter of Antonio Carlos. What brings her to Washington ? Walton. Oh, like all the rest of these Cubans, she has a "mission." She is raising funds and enlisting nurses to equip an insurgent hospital on her father's place. Diaz. With the Spanish in control at Santiago /shall prob- ably have something to say about that. It was my own money that was loaned to Carlos, and as the interest has never been paid I can forfeit the property whenever I choose. Walton. Cora and Bess are deeply interested in the hospi- tal idea. Cora has given money, and both the girls want to go as nurses. \Rises.\ Diaz. And you ? Walton. Have promptly put my foot down on that. I have no sympathy with this stupid form of hysteria which people call patriotism. But come, Fernando, I want to talk to you about FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. 1 3 that boy, Phillip. {Takes him R.] I have an idea he has gone to the Klondike. [Ex. R. i E.] Diaz. {Aside.'] I heartily hope he has. {Ex. R. i E.J Bess, Yso. and Merry have been up at witidow. They now come do'W7l.^^ Bess. If Cora marries that Diaz, I'll cut her off my visiting list. Merry. Don't be alarmed, Miss Bess — she won't. No true American girl would marry a sneaking Spaniard. {Sits on set- tee, R. C] Yso. [C] He is a rascal. Of that I am sure. A spy for Spain and a thief for himself. He shared the plunder with the soldiers after they robbed my father, and doubtless made that a practice during his trip through Cuba, two years ago. Bess. Father should know of this. {Fixing the lamp shade 071 table. '\ Yso. And I intend that he shall. Through Fernando Diaz my father has been a prisoner in El Morro de Santiago for two' years, and I hate him. Merry. Never mind, Miss Carlos— w^'// get the old gentle- man out of trouble, for we'll blow El Morro to pieces. Bess. We ? What have you got to do with it ? [Somewhat startled.^ Merry. My uncle, the senator, has got things fixed at last, and I'll be gazetted third lieutenant of the Gloucester to-mor- row. Bess. Thank goodness, you're going to Cuba. Oh ! I'm so glad ! Merry. Oh, you're glad I'm going. [Rises.] Very well, Miss Walton, I hope I'll get killed. Bess. {Crosses to him.] Oh, no — don't get killed — ^just wounded, [Ysobel drops down to table and sits.\ Merry. No— I'd sooner be killed, much sooner. Bess. But if you get killed I can't nurse you. All I can do then is to \vater your grave with my tears, and cry till my nose IS all red and I look like a fright. There's nothing romantic about a girl with a red nose. Merry. Unless she's a lovely red Indian heroine in a Feni- more Cooper novel. Yso. Seriously, Mr. Merry, Bess returns with me to Cuba as a nurse in my Clara Barton hospital. Possibly Cora will go, too. Bess. But don't say a word to papa about it. He doesn't 14 SANTIAGO; OR, know we've made up our minds yet, and there's apt to be trouble when he is told we're going. Merry. Oh, I see. You're going in for nursing, and invite rne to get myself wounded so that you can practise on me. How nice ! Bess. Isn't it ? Oh, I think it will be just lovely I Merry. Delightful — for you. Cora. [Appearing at door, K. 2) '£^-] Ysobel, Captain Hutton wants to ask you a question. Yso. About my hospital ? Certainly. [Ex. door, R. 3 E.] Merry. [After watching her ojf.] Thank heaven ! Bess. What tor ? Merry. She's gone. Now, Bess ■ Bess. Who gave you leave to call me Bess ? Merry. Nobody. Took it. Had to do it. Going-away and have so much to say to you that I've got to economize time by dropping the " Miss." Bess. Oh, indeed Merry. In about a week. Bess. In about a week ! [Laughs.] W^ell, in about two weeks you may call me Bess. Until then, don't forget your manners. Tra la la la. [Sings and waltzes.] Merry. Now don't tease — please don't — not to-night. We may never meet again. Bess. No such luck — bad luck, I mean. Merry. Now please listen — I've been in love with lots of girls before Bess. You must have begun real young Merry. I did — I hadn't been at Annapolis a month before I was head over ears, Bess. How many sweethearts have you had ? Miriy. Eleven — but Bess. Eleven ! Eleven ! Merry. That's all, but Bess. All but ! You should have been a Mormon, Mr. Merry. Merry. Yes — a Merry Mormon. But I was never really in love till I met you, Bess, honestly. Bess. Oh, you want me to be number twelve ! [Lauohs.\ No — I'm afraid you're too fickle for me. I hate fickle people. Merry. Oh, honestly, I'm as true as steel, /wasn't fickle — it was the girls, Bess. I see. You've been run over by Love's chariot eleven FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. 1 5 times, and now offer me the mangled remains ot your heart. {Laughs and sits on settee. \ I'm afraid you've been a little too promiscuous in your attentions. Merry. Yes ; but think of all the experience I've had. Why, I can drive a shying horse with one hand. Every time I try to turn up the gas it goes out by accident, and I never carry matches. Bess. Oh, but that isn't all. Of course, economizing the gas bill is very praiseworthy Merry. Isn't it .'' And yet I've known the fathers of some of my sweethearts to raise an awful rumpus when I was only look- ing out for their own interests. Bess. Some people are so — so — bigoted. [Comy re-eiiters unobserved through arch.^ Merry. [Drops on his hnees.] Oh, Bess, don't send me away to the war without something to lend me courage. [Bev. re-enters unobserved, L. i E.] Corny. [Aside.'] An illegant thing for the courage is a sup of whiskey. Merry. Say you'll wait for me until the struggle's over, and that if I come back safe and sound, with no discredit to my name, you'll marry me. Bev. [Aside.] Listen to dem chilluns talking about marry- in' ! Gee, Lordy ! Bess. Well, of course, it's awfully nice to be engaged if you are both living in the same town, and all that— but — — . [Sees Corny. Screams. Jumps up.] Bev. [Rushing at {^QXTL'Y. Getoutofheah — get out of heah. How dast yo' stand heah an' listen to private conve'sashun .? Bess and Merry make a rapid exit through arch, Merry shak- ing his fist.] Corny. The divil a private there was in that. Sure anybody wid ears could hear him. Bev. Yo' go right back to yo' job at de do', an' deceive de guests. Yo' is under my orders inside de house. Yes, sah. Corny. Under your orders ? Bev. Yes, sah, dat's what I said an' dat's what I remarked. Now go on. Corny. Not one step on your orders — [Defiantly, Cora opens door, R. 3 e.] — but merely because it's me jooty. [Ex. through arch. Cora enters.] Cora. Beverly, will you tell papa I'd like to see him alone l6 SANTIAGO ; OR, for a minute ? He's in the library with Mr. Diaz. [Ex. Bev., R. I E.] I may as well tell him first as last. I'm of age and my own mistress, anyway. Diaz. \Re-entering R. i E.] How charming you look this evening, Miss Bassett. Cora. I'm sorry I can't return the compliment, Mr. Diaz. You look very much worried. Diaz. I am. Shall I tell you why ? Cora. Oh, I'm not at all inquisitive. \Arranges chair R. of table to sit down, but stops as he finishes next speech and faces him.~\ Diaz. But I am going to tell you, for all that. 1 am worried about you. Cora. About me .? How do my affairs interest you ? Diaz. How can you ask .'' You already know that I am madly in love with you, and, it is only natural that I should be jealous of your good name. Cora. You are talking Greek. I don't understand you. [Hutton enters door,^. ^Y..\ Diaz. Then I'll be plain. Captain Hutton is a dangerous man. For a woman to meet him in secret, and the fact to be- come known, is sufficient to ruin her reputation forever. Cora, Go on, sir. Diaz. For the past two weeks you have been meeting him secretly at an obscure hotel where there was little chance of youcj^eing recognized. Cora. Well? Diaz. That fact having become known to me it may to others. There is only one course open to you. You must have a husband to shield you against the scandal which will follow. I otfer you the protection of my name. Cora. [Slaps his face.] There is my answer. [Hutton comes down C. betweoi them.'] Hutton. [Passing her up stage.] Leave him to me. Diaz. You ! Hutton. Yes, I. I could not avoid witnessing what passed between you and Miss Bassett a moment ago'. To the stinging rebuke which she administered I have only to add that you are a cowardly liar, and that you have slandered the best and purest girl alive. Diaz. Do you deny the meetings ? Hutton. At present I am not answerable to you. Diaz. You don't dare to answer. FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. 1/ Hutton. [Strikes him in the face with his gloves.'] Demand an answer to that. Diaz. I do. That insult calls for your i)lood or mine, and without delay. [Goes R.] Cora. [C] Oscar, if you love me, kill that cur. [Pointing- at Bi&z.] Hutton. I intend to. Now retire while I arrange matters. Don't tear for me, darling. {Conducting her to door, R. 3 E., Diaz crosses L. above table.] Cora. I am not afraid. See me before — before you meet him. \Ex. door, R. 3 E.] Hutton. Now, sir, my time is short. I suggest that you drive to the club, secure a friend and return here for me. The terms can be arranged between our seconds on the way to the ground. Diaz. Anything to secure speedy satisfaction. [Ex. throtigh arch. As Hutton turns to go R. door, Phillip appears \t window. He is in private s infantry uniform.] Phil. Hist ! Captain ! [Puts his rifle through window.] Hutton. Good heavens, Phillip^ — you must be mad to come here. Phil. [Gets through window.] No, not mad — on duty. Captain. [Salutes.] Hutton. But it your stepfather finds you here you will be arrested. Phil. Had to risk it. Captain. The major wanted this note delivered, and as he knew I was youi dog he sent me with it. [Hands note.] Hutton. [Opens note and reads.] "We take train an hour earlier. Compelled to recall your leave." [Looks at watch.] Can't help it. I must stay to fight that fellow at any cost. [Aloud.] Get back to your company at once and tell the ma'or I'll catch the regiment at the depot. Phil. Can't I say good-bye to Sis ? Hutton. [Up L.] No — it's too dangerous. Mr. Walton may be here at any minute. [As Phil, goes to window Cora and Ysohel enter door R. 3 E. and see him.] Cora. Phillip ! Phil. Sis ! [They embrace, up R. Tenderly to Ysobel.] Are you afraid of me, Ysobel ? Yso. You know I'm not, Phillip. [Gives her hands.] Cora. [Nervously.] My dear, dear brother — you must go — father 1 8 SANTIAGO ; OR, Phil. {They all work down slage.] Don't call him that, Sis. He has never been a father to me. I have only three friends in the world — Ysobel, you and Captain Hutton, and, please heaven, I'll repay all your kindness and care of me by wipmg out the stain upon my name, in the service of my coun- try. [// Diaz. Not very long. But there is no likelihood of that. In his eagerness to reach Santiago, Shatter will try to carry it by storm and not by siege. If he is not going to besiege he will not drag cannon up these difficult heights. Lieut. C. This pass is one of the most important of all, for the heights above us command both city and harbor. Diaz. And for that reason we must hold it at all hazards until reinforcements arrive from General Linares or General Pando. Lieut. C. There is another thing. Suppose some of these Cuban dogs show the Yankees the way through the upper pass, and they attack us from above ? Diaz. Senor Cristobal, if I hadn't seen you under hre I should call you a coward. As it is, I merely say you indulge too many fears. Lieut. C Senor Capitan, war, with me, is a trade which I have followed from boyhood. With you it is a novelty, and longer experience will teach you greater caution. Diaz. Don't lecture me, Seiior Lieutenant — 1 won't stand it. Now, by way of amusing ourselves, bring Button before me. [Lieut. C. salutes and ex. L. 2 E.] I don't like that fellow. He has too many opinions of his own, and it wouldn't surprise me if he gets shot in the back during our next fight. His in- fluence with the men is growing too strong, anyway, for perfect discipline. [Lieut. C. re-enters with Hutton, "dj/io is in his shirt-sleeves, blindfolded and with his arms tied together be- hind him. Lieut. C. removes the blind.] Now, Captain, I hope you are quite comfortable. [Patise.] Why don't you answer ? Hut. [C.] You didn't ask me a question. [Lieut. C. is L. c. Me7i grouped across stage.^ Diaz. In the old days, in Washington,, you were always ready enough with your tongue. In fact, you were about the greatest braggart I ever knew. Hut. Diaz, you lie. \^Qiiietly .] Diaz. I what ? ^Starting to his feet, goes to him.] What did you say ? Hut. You lie. I never brag. Diaz. [Slaps his face.] Take that. You remember, I owe it to you. \Guerillas mutter " Shame ! "J Hut. You coward ! When I struck you your hands were free, and I was ready and anxious to give you whatever satis- faction you might demand. You strike me when I am bound and helpless. FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. 45 Diaz. [Sitting down r. C] You followed up that contemp- tuous slap in the face by putting a bullet in .my body. That is another debt which I intend to pay — with interest. You gave me one bullet, I'll give you five. Hut. Call it by its right name. You intend to murder me. Diaz. Oh, no — ^^I'm going to try you by court-martial and abide by the sentence of the court. Hut. If you're a man you will free my hands and fight me. Take any weapon you choose and give me the chance for my life that 1 gave you for yours. If you persist in doing what you threaten, you are a cowardly assassin, and my murder will be fully avenged by my fellow-countrymen. Diaz. Your rabble of thieves and pickpockets, which you call an army, was defeated and hurled back by General Linares in yesterday's battle. To-day your Yankee friends will be driven into the sea. [Distant caiinon shot hcard.~\ Hark — what's that ? Hut. That is the bark of a Yankee bulldog which gives the lie to the falsehood you have just uttered. [Cannon heard.'] Do you hear it ? The battle of Santiago has been resumed, and when it is finished the Stars and Stripes will fly from your citadel to tell the world that another pledge has been given to freedom, another tyrant has been laid low. Diaz. Fool ! Do you know that you are in my power, that you stand face to face with death ? Hut. I know it. I am an American soldier and not afraid to die. Diaz. Then I'll make you afraid. I'll show you something that will wring your heart. [Calling.^ Lieutenant, bring my pretty prisoner here. Lisut. C. Sefior Capitan, I'd like to suggest [Cannon heard.\ Diaz. Don't you suggest anything. Obey my orders. [Ex. LicUt., R. 2 E. I It may ease your dying moments to know that your ladylove will be left in better hands than yours. Captain. Hut. What ! You have dared to drag that gentle girl to this wild place ? Oh, Heaven ! If I were only free for five short minutes, and alone with you, I'd march to meet death with a smile. Diaz. And what would make you so happy. Captain ? Hut. [L. C] The knowledge that she was free from so foul a thing as you, forever. Diaz. [Rises. He has remained seated until now.] Oh, 46 well, you're not free and you never will be until you get your freedom in another world. [Lieut. C. re-e^iters with Cora. Co:a. Oscar ! \Aboiit to embrace him. Cantion hea7-d.\ Diaz. [Sioppiiig her.] Wait ! Before you greet that gen- tleman I have something to say to you. | Lieut. C. goes up, where he watches scene with men. \ Cora. Well, sir 1 Diaz, [c] Our mutual friend. Captain Hutton, has ren- dered himself very obnoxious to the Spanish government by acting as a spy for the Yankee forces. Cora. [R. cj That is not true. Captain Hutton is not a spy. [R.] No ! Captain Hutton is an officer and a gentle- man. Diaz. He was captured while making a reconnaissance of our position, which is now of the utmost importance to the enemy. He is a spy, and as such he will be dealt with. [6'//^' R. C.J Hut. This is infamous ! I followed a band of rutfians who had abducted two hospital nurses from a house protected by the red cross of humanity. Those ruffians wore no uniform to distinguish them as members of the Spanish army. I, on the other hand, wore the uniform of mine. I traced them to their retreat and, while trying to rescue one of the two kidnapped women, was made a prisoner. Diaz. You hear, men ? He caPs you a band of ruffians — says that you do not belong to the Spanish army — he says this, the Yankee spy who came here for the purpose of guiding the pigs through this pass to kill you. {The men growl threaten- ingly.^ Lisut. C. It ought to be considered tliat he is this lady's lover, and Diaz. Silence ! Nothing should be considered but the evi- dence which you have heard. You all have your own opinions formed, but I will give the prisoner the benefit of every voice by appointing you all a court-martial to render judgment. Is he guilty or not guilty ? Lieut. C. First let us hear the evidence. [Coming down to L. C.J Diaz. It has all been heard. I now demand a verdict. L'.eut. C. This is not in accordance with military law, nor with the customs of civilized warfare, so I refuse to act as a FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE, 4/ member of any such court. [Crosses L. and sits doion on box. All but four of t lie guerillas folloiv him and group L.] Diaz. [Aside]. Curse him ! But I'll not be balked ! [Aloud.] Very well. All are excused except Jose, Sancho, Juan and Monte. Is the prisoner, accused of being a spy, guilty or not guilty ? [These four men have remained C] Four men. Guilty. Diaz. A just verdict. And the punishment ? Four men. Death. [Bess crosses to Lieut. C. and panto- mimes a conversation.A^ Diaz. And a just punishment. I confirm the sentence. Prisoner, you have heard the verdict, have you anything to say before the sentence Is carried into effect ? Hut. Nothing, except that you are a deliberate murderer. Even your men are ashamed of such a butchery. [ With a gesture toward Lieut. C, L-J Diaz. [Rises.\ The sentence shall be executed forthwith. Lieutenant Cristobal, select a tiring party, place the prisoner against the barricade and shoot him. [Lieut, does not move.] Did you hear my order ? Lieut. C. [Arises and salutes.] I did, Senor Capitan. [Ad- vancing to c.\ Diaz. Obey at once, or I'll try you for mutiny. Lieut. C- Senor Capitan, this is a mockery of justice. Your order is unlawful and I'll die rather than obey it. [Salutes.] Diaz. [Strips the red and yell o.w sash offlA^vX. C.] Your sword. [Lieut. C. unbuckles sword, hands it with left hand, drawing revolver with right hand.] What do you mean by that ? Lieut.' C. That is merely a precaution in case of treachery. Diaz. You are under arrest. I'll deal with you presently. [Hands sword to Jose, ptits sash over his shoulder.] Jos^, you are appointed acting-lieutenant in place of Cristobal, reduced to the ranks. Take charge of this execution. [Sits down. Jose motions to Sancho, Juan and Monte, ivho take charge of Hutton. Lieut. C. Joins the men L. Bess crosses R. to Cora.] Jose. Forward— march ! [They march Hutton up stage, blindfold him, and make him kneel. Then they march down L. C] Halt ! about face. Prepare to fire a volley. Cora. [Screams.] Mercy ! mercy ! You cannot- you will not murder him before my eyes. In heaven's name— I beg you on my knees — order them to stop. [Kneeling. Ee3S is cry- ing, R.] 48 SANTIAGO ; OR, Diaz. On certain conditions. Cora. Name them. Diaz. I will free him and guarantee him safe escort, blind- folded, from this place to Shafter's lines, provided he will trample this rag, the Stars and Stripes, underfoot, and drink the health of the King of Spain. \Rises, holding small Ajner- ican flag.'\ Hut. \^Rises.'\ Never ! I'd rather die the most ignominious death than act the traitor to that glorious flag. C:ra. Shoot me if you will — but don't insult my country's emblem. \^Snatches flag from him.'] Diaz. Then I have one other proposal. If you love this man, Cora, you alone can save him. Cora. How .? Diaz. Remain here with me, of your own free will — be mine — and I give you his life. If you love him better than yourself you will consent. Hut. Don't answer him ! Treat his infamous proposal with the silent scorn it merits. Cora. [Goes quickly tip stage, flings Jier arms and the flag around Hut. TJie firitig party is by this time down stage.] Men — you have mothers, sisters, sweethearts. Remember them. In the name of the women you love, save me from far worse than death ! Let me die with him. See— I am not afraid. I need no blindfold. I, myself, will give the word and you shall see how an American girl can die. Diaz. [Aside.] She dare not do it. This is a trick to move my sympathy. \Aloud.] Let her have her own way — if she wants to die, she may. [Cora embraces Hutton, who is stand- ing, ajid whispers to him. He kisses her. Bess takes a silent farewell, crying, and goes dow7i L. to Lieut. C] Cora. [Kneels with H. Folds hands in prayer. Then with her arms around 'Q^^^X(m..] I am ready. Load. \The soldiers obey orders.] Aim. [They aim.] Lieut. C. Stop ! S^Followed by his men rushes between the firing party and the two prisoners.] This infamy shall not go on ! I'm a soldier, not a hyena, nor a murderer. I'm will- ing to die for Spain, but not to see a woman assassinated. Diaz. This is mutiny. Lieut. C. Call it what you like. I and the men who back me are ready to answer to the general commanding for what we do, and we shall see to it that this man and woman are taken before him for a proper hearing. FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. 49 Diaz. You'll be shot for this. Man. [Lookout on rocks, R.j Flag of truce. Diaz. Where ? [Goes up ladder and looks ojff R.] A wounded man, bearing a flag of truce ? Halt, there ! Two ol you go and blindfold him and lead him over the rocks. ^Two guerillas go over rocks R. and disappear.] Where are you from ? [Lieut. C takes bandage t?^Hutton's eyes.] Phil. [OJ" at back.] General Lawton, with a proposal for exchange. Diaz. Bring him in. \The 7nen /^^^ Phil, over rock. His head is bandaged and his arm is in a sling. His eyes are blindfolded.] Phil. [After being led down stage.] Where is the com- mandant ? Diaz. I am he. Phil. Diaz ! I know your voice. Diaz. [Pulls the bandage off his eyes.] Phillip Walton ! Cora. Phillip ! [Cora, Bess and Hutton co^ne down and greet him.] Diaz. [R. C] Stand back! [They retire L.] Why have you come here under a flag of truce ? Phil. [C] General Lawton sent me with a proposal to ex- change three men of your command, captured last night — Alvarez, Garno and Caragua — for Captain Hutton. This is ac- cording to the recognized cartel — three privates for one cap- tain. (General Lawton also demands the immediate and uncon- ditional surrender of my sisters, who, as hospital nurses and non-combatants, are exempt from such molestation. Diaz. Major-generals do not send such messages by private soldiers. You are an impostor. Phil. lam a lieutenant in the army of the United States, promoted on the field yesterday. [Shows shoulder-strap.] Cora. For bravery ! My brother ! [Lieut. C, Hutton, Cora and Bess cire L. c] Phil. Well — a lucky accident, at any rate, which General Lawton happened to notice. Diaz. And it I refuse to make the exchange, or surrender the nurses ? Phil. In that case General Lawton will hold you personally responsible for the safety of all three, and will be here in a few minutes to take them out of your hands. Diaz. Men, will you fight for the honor of your flag if I guar- antee that the prisoners shall all be taken before General Torral ? 4 50 SANTIAGO ; OR, Lieut. C. We will. \Me71 shout. They carty off the boxes R. c. and L.J Diaz. Then, Cristobal, I restore your rank. See that the pris- oners are kept in safety until we have repelled this attack. As for you, Phillip Walton, you must remain here. You have seen my strength and my defences. Phil. iMuch ol)liged. I wished to remain for the protection of my sisters. Diaz, [To Lieut. C] Put them under guard in the cavern there and tell your men to shoot either of them who tries to escape. Lieut. C. [Saliites:\ Your order shall be obeyed. Jose. \Takes sash and sword, putting iJiem on.] Sancho. You two will guard the prisoners with your lives. {They march Ccra, Bess, Hutt.n and^\nS\;vQ ^t^r. 2 e.] LoOi^OUt. {On rocks, ^.\ The enemy. Diaz. {Goes lip ladder. Looks off. \ They are descending from the upper pass ! We've been betrayed ! Up, men, and give them a reception ! {Men go up ladders R. and L.] There they come. Fire! [Guerillas fire. Ansiuering shots are fired off.\ Pick them off as they advance. [Men fire inde- pendejitly. Diaz catches a wounded man and helps him down. Others are wounded and leap or scramble down lad- ders Diaz goes to "^.1 Y.. and calls.] Jose, Cristobal. [They enter.] Let the women attend our wounded if they will, [Zq%^ exits. Lieut. C. .^^^^f up and directs )ne7i firing. They carry the wounded doivn to R. 2 E. Cora aiid Bess bandage heads, legs and arms.] D'az. [To Cora.] I didn't think you would do this for your enemies, Cora. The Red Cross knows neither friends nor enemies. We aid all who suffer, [Hutton enters R. 2 E. with his arms free. The firing contijtues both on and off.] Diaz. [Seeino him.] Not yet. [Fires revolver at Hutton, who sinks into Cora's arms.] Cora. Murderer ! [She ajid Bess attend Hutton, ivho ap- pears to be dead. Cannon have been heard close by. A big explosion occurs outside the barricade, which tumbles in as if a shell had struck it. Cheer heard off.] Diaz. There's only one way of escape, men. Follow me ! [Guerillas Jump from rocks R, and l.. as American soldiers, led by Lieut. FxSk, with bayonets fixed and cheering, enter c. Diaz rushes to L, 2 E,, followed by Spaniards, but is met by FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. 5 I Merry, who otters with his sailors. Spaniards throw down their guns and kneel c. imploring mercy in dumb show. Lieut. Cristobal is offering his sword to lisk. Merry has his sword against Diaz's chest. CURTAIN. ACT IV. [Scene i. — An apartment in the Hotel 7 aeon, Santiago de Cuba. Fancy chamber with centre opening, curtained. Lighted lamp on table.' Second-class furniture. Hotel private sitting-room. At rise of curtain, Cora, in blue, and Ysobel, in red evening dress, discovered on balcony. 1 hey , enter through centre opening and come down c] Cora. Well, clear, this is a happy day for all of us, and our gallant boys have covered themselves with glory. The fall of Santiago will be remembered as long as the English language lasts. [Cheers and shouts heard off in distance. ^^ Yso. Not only are you Americans, and we Cubans, glad, but listen to the citizens. tIow they are cheering the regiments as they march into the town ! Seven out of every ten were hoping for an American victory, but dared not betray their sentiments. \Sits R. of table, L. C] Cora. I think everybody rejoices except the official classes who have robbed the poor people for years, and have grown so rich out of their sufferings. But what has become of Phillip ? He ought to rest, or he will get fever in that wound. Yso. So I told him, but he refused to do so until he had succeeded in releasing my poor old father from his prison, I am so anxious, dear, for fear — for lear death may have released him already. Cora. I trust not, Ysobel, most sincerely. I want to meet him and to tell him what a dear, fearless girl he has. [Kisses her.] Yso. Don't, Cora. I don't deserve such praise. Cora. If I stood on the balcony, there, and shouted your praises all day long, I couldn't do you justice. It was you who rescued me from the hands of that wretch in the mountain hut ; you who guided our brave boys through that secret upper pass, 52 SANTIAGO ; OR, and enabled them to defeat Diaz at the. moment he felt himself most secure. Yso. Oh, psha 1 Let's talk about something else. What do you think they'll do to Diaz ? Cora. Take him back to Washington and try him for rob- bing the bank. Thanks to you, again, his own handwriting in that memorandum book will ensure his conviction. But where is Bess ? [Bess heard singing " Three Cheers for the Red, White and Blue " oJ'L.] Yso, Listen. There she is now. \They open door l.. 2 E. Bess enters, iji white evening dress, with American Jiag over her shoulder. She marches around until she has finished the stansa.\ Why, Bess, what are you going to do ? Bsss. \Up at steps.] I've just discovered that the pro- prietor of this hotel is the bitterest, meanest, measliest old Spaniard in town, and I'm going to show my colors and give him a pain in the back ot his neck — you see if I don't. B3V. [Enters door L. 2 E. with hammer and nails.^ Heah dey is, Missy, I done got um at last, but I mos' had to lick dat ol' Spaniel to do it. Bsss. Come right along and nail it up good and tight. If old Sancho — Pedro — High — Low — Jack — an/:l the Game, or whatever his name is, tries to hauUdown that flag he'll be in more trouble than Linares, Torral and Cervera all rolled into one. [Goes out 071 balcony followed by Bev. They nail flag, upright, to balustrade. Great cheering heard outside as soon as the flag is seen.] * Cora. [Upstage. Ysobel "ci^ith her.] Listen to them ! Vou could almost imagine yourself at a flag-raising at home on the 4th of July. Yso. From this time forward, I hope, the 4th of July will be the greatest holiday in the year from one end of Cuba to the other. The proudest destiny my country can achieve is to be- come another star in the azure held of your Old Glory. PhiL [Enters door L. 2 E., with Antonio Carles, a ragged old man, with white hair and beard very much like Rip l^an Winkle after his long sleep.] Ysobel. [As they go c] -Yso. Phillip I [Going to him. Draws back, horror- stricken.] Carlos. [C] My child. [He is very feeble. Stretching out his hands.] Yso. Merciful heaven ! Can this be my father ? Carlos- [Sadly.] It is the w-reck of Antonio Carlos. — • FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. 53 Starved, half-mad with cruel treatment and anxiety, beaten and abused — I am still a living and a bitter testimony against Spanish misrule in my beloved Cuba. Yso. [Caressing hi7n.\ My poor, poor father! Thank Heaven we have found you still alive. \Seats him on so/a, r. Cora and Bess up c Phil., R. c ; Bev., down l.] Carlos. Some died — many were murdered — but I lived on to see my child again. Bev. {Aside.] If young Mars Phillip done get his way, reckon de ol' man gwan ter see his gran'chilluns, too. Yso. These are my dearest friends, father — Miss Bassett and Miss Walton. Bess. [As'/ie tries to rise.] No, no, don't get up, Senor, I beg. You are weak and ill. Carlos. [Rising.] A Cuban gentleman, Senora, must be ill indeed when he tails in his tribute to youth, beauty and those his daughter loves.^ [Kisses tJieir hands with stately politeness. To Cora.j So you are the sister ot the young Senor Lieutenant who sought me in that living tomb, and brought me forth to breathe once more the breath of freedom. [Bess a7id Ysobel bring an arm-chair from up stage.] Cora. Yes, Phillip is my brother, Senor. Carlos. Happy brother to have such a sister — happy sister to possess a brother who has shed his blood that tyranny might die and freedom live. [Sits in arm-chair. They place pillow s , footstools, etc., for him.[ Bev. [Aside to Phil.] Mars Phil — Mars Phil— dar's yo* chance. Hit him while he's feelin' good to'ds yo'. Phil. \Aside to Bev.] You shut up, will you ? I haven't asked her yet. Bev. Den yo's foolish. Golly ! I'd 'a' done that, 'vvay back yer in Washington las' winter, ef I was you. [Band heard off in distance, coming closer, playing " Marching through Georgia." Distajtt cheering heard. Bess and Cora go out on balcony, followed by Bev.] Phil. That's our regiment. I know the peculiar swing they give that tune. Yso. Phillip, have you told father yet ? Phil. No, Ysobel, not yet. I hadn't the courage until you were with me. Carlos. Say no more, my children. I already feel toward Senor Phillip as toward a son. [Taking their hands to Join them. Ysobel is R. and Phil. L. of his chair.] 54 SANTIAGO ; OR, Yso. {Withdrawing her hand, confused,^ Oh, father- not that — -you have misunderstood. [Kneels beside him.'\ Fllil. Ysobel, let me confess the truth. Senor, I am not known here as PhilHp Walton, but under an assumed name in consequence of — of — a crime — but a crime for which, God knovvs, I have tried to atone. I have loved Ysobel since first we met, but because of my one false step I never told her so. Carlos. That v^^as honorable, my son. And what says my Ysobel 1 Yso. I — I love him, father. [Hides her head on Carlos' breast.] Carlos. \Rises, raises Ysobel, and joins their hands.] He has atoned with his blood. His fault is blotted out forever. [Extends his hands in silent blessing.] Now I must rest. [Goes lip stage slowly. Ysobel and Pliil. kiss swiftly, then go up and conduct Carlos to door, R. 3 e. He exits. They go to c. as band passes balcony , followed by troops, ad. lib., band going away in the distance.] Bess. [On balcony.] See — look! There is Milton. He's left the line — he's coming in ! [Runs to door 1^.2 'E. and exits.] Bev. [Aside, coining down.] Re'ckon dey's gwine ter be one marriage in de fambly, anyhow, by the looks of things. Sho ! Dat boy Phillip must be crazy not to spring de proposition on dat ol' man befo' he gits his sto' clo'es on. He's feelin' good and humble in dem ol' rags, but we gits to feelin' ri-ght proudy, us Cubians does, when we's all fixed up an' togged out to kill. B'lieve dat boy wants assistance. Dat s what 1 b'lieve. \ Goes' tip.] Mars Phillip. Oh, Mars Phil ! Phil. [Coming down.] What is it, Beverly ? Bev. Say, Mars Phil , don't yo' s'pose I could sorter 'range dis yer mattah between you an' Miss Ysobel .'' Phil. How do you mean " arrange " it ? Bev. Why, yo's dead gone on de gal, an' de gal's dead gone on yo', an' de ol' man he's dead gone on de bofe of you, but yo's all kinder skeered to say so. Now, sposin' I des nachelly tell Missy Ysobel dat yo' 'low she's de onliest honeysuckle in de hull gyarden of gals, an' den, if she 'lows yo's mos' de onliest young hero in de ahmy, I goes to de ol' man an' sarter, kinder brokes de ice wid him ? Phil. You do it, and I'll break your neck. Bev. Why, Mars Phil— why— whaffo' yo' talk laik dat fo' ? Phil. Because it's all fixed, and everything's settled except naming the day. FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. 55 Bev. No ! Sho' ? Dohts got it all fixed up in dis little minute ? Phil. That's what I did. Now you hush up about it. [Goes Bev. Well, ifdat boy don't beat de debbil ! [Merry and Bess enter door, L. 2 E,] Sarvent, Mars Milton, sarvent, sah. Merry. Hello, Beverly, what's the news ? {Shaking hands.\ Bev. Don't let on I tol' you, now — dey's g-wine ter be a weddin' in de fambly. Yo' heah me, sah ? — dat's what I re- marked — a weddin'. Merry. Of course there is. That's no news, eh, Bess ? And we're not going to wait till we get home, either. Bess. Oh, Milton — I never said so. Merry. But you're going to. We'll just bring this little event otf next Monday night, as sure as you're a foot high. Bess. I object. Merry. What's your objection ? Bess. Why do you want to wait so long ? [He puts his arm around her. They go up stage, laughing^] Bev. Well, bress de Lawd — dat's two of um. [Hutton, with head bandaged, enters door R. 2 E.] Why, Mars Hutton ! How is yo', sah ? How's yo' wound ? Hut. Nearly well. It stunned me, that was all. Where's Miss Cora ? Cora. [Seeing him.'] Oscar! [Comes dowji rapidly.] Oh, I'm so glad ! Hut. Darling ! [They embrace and then go out 071 bal- cony.] Bev. [Aside.] An' dat's free of um ! Well bress mah black Baptis' soul ! Dis yer fambly gwine ter hab weddin's to loan out to dey friends ! [Corny enters door, L. 2 e.] Hello, Irish. Corny. Hello, Spanish licorish. Bev. Don't yo' call me no Spaniel — I's a Cubian, sah, an" proud of it. Don't yo' call me no Spaniel. Corny. Oh, I was only jokin', man dear. Bev. Well, dat's no joke to call a 'spectable man a Spaniel, des times. No, sah — no joke at all. Dat's what I remarked. Yo' heah me ? Corny. Oh, I heard you. I'm not blind. Where's the Captain } Bev. Out on de balcony, engaged wid Missy Cora in some mos' pahticulah business an' cain't be 'sturbed, nohow. 56 SANTIAGO ; OR, Corny. Well, I've got to see him at once. There's the divil to pay. [Sfarts to go up. Bev. holds him.] Bev. Hoi' on. Ue Capting done tol' me he'd break ebery bone in mah brack hide it' I let him be 'sturbed lo' de nex' half hour, an' his time's not up. [Aside.] Dem lovyers not gwine ter be 'sturbed if /can help it. Corny. I've got to see him, I tell you. Lave go me. [Wrenches away bufR^Y. catches him again.] Bev. Hoi' on ! Say, when's yo' gwine ter git married, Irish ? Corny. Marry the divil. What would the likes of me want to get married for ? Bev. Oh, I don't know. Everybody's gittin' married — ■ Missy Cora an' Mars Hutton, Missy Ysobel an' young Mars Phillip, Missy Bess an' young Mars Milton, an', by golly, I's gwine ter look out fo' a nice, 'spectable widder lady my own self. Corny. [Breaks away. Going up.] Captain, where are yez .? Hut. [Entering from balcony.] What is it, Corny ? Corny. Sure, sir, there's the divil to pay an' no pitch hot. [The others enter C] Hut. [Coming down.] What has happened ? Corny. That villain, Diaz, broke away from his guards as they were takin' him to lock him up, an' Liftinant Fisk is nearly wild wid rage. Hut. What has he done ? [This bri7igs everybody well dowtt, much interested.] Corny. Sint the entire company out to chase him, an' the byes arc on his track. They've caught sight of him twice, but he runs like a deer an' doubles like a fox. [Shouts and clamor heard outside, coining closer.] Hut. I'll go at once and see if anything further can be done. I wouldn't have that scoundrel escape for ten thousand dollars. [Going L.] Merry. [As the clamor grows louder.] Listen — a hue and cry coming down the street ! [Goes up toward steps, wheji Diaz climbs over the balco?iy ajtd dashes into the room like a huftted animal. This brings him past .Merry, i^'ho gets be- tweeji him aiid c. opening.] Everybody. Diaz ! Diaz. [Seeing Corny, R. c., and Hutton, l.] You — and you ! Stand back, for I'll sell my life as dearly as possible ! [Draws revolver as Hutton starts for him and starts backing FOR THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE. 57 up toward steps c. Merry springs on him and gets revolver, pointing it at him. Diaz dashes at door, R. 3 E. Carlos enters ajid points at him accusingly. Diaz recoils in horror.] Santa Mana ! The ghost of Antonio Carlos — who died in prison. [Backing do2un stage, little by little, followed /^j^ Carlos still in the same attitude aiid gazing fixedly at him.^^ Don't look at me with those terrible eyes — take them off — take them off. [Shrieks and falls C, Clamor o^itside. Soldiers enter Q.. from balcony.] Hut. [L. C.J Here is your prisoner. [Coiny and soldiers pick him tcp.] Diaz. [Recovering from his faint.'] Trapped ! It is real — he is alive— curse him — curse you all. How I hate you ! Hut. Silence ! Take him away, and see that he doesn't escape again. Corny. If he gets away from me, I'll give him my blessin'. Here — hould out your tishts. [Takes handctiffs from pocket.] Sure I borryed thim from a jondarmy \gendar7ne] widout axin' his lave, be raison I can't talk Cubebs. But, begorra, I had a notion I'd fall in wid you before the night was over. [Hajid- cuffs hiin.] There, ye divil, axin' the ladies' pardon. I only wisht I had another pair on your legs. Come on, Bev, till I trate you to a glass of ice wather on the stren'th of it. For- ward — march. [Exit Corny, Bev., Diaz and soldiers, door i,. 2 E.] Cora. [C. 7uith Hutton.] He's gone, dearest — the only jar- ring note in the music of to-day. Bess. [Seated R. of table, L. c.,with Merry, hanging over her chair.] Very well, then, if you're in such an awful hurry, and don't care whether I have a stitch of clothes to my back or not, let it be to-morrow and get it over. Lieut. Fisk. [Knocks outside a?id opens door, L. 2 E.] Ex- cuse me if I intrude. Captain, but they told me I'd find you here. Busy ? Hut. [Gla7ici7ig at QQX2i.] Rather. What is it ? Lieut. Fisk. Come in. Lieutenant. [Lieut. C. enters. Salutes.] Lieutenant Cristobal tells me you promised him a parole. Hut. I did. Come here, sir. [Cristobal advances to L. C] I want to take the hand of a brave and honest man. [Shakes hands.] Cora. And I, of an enemy who proved our truest friend. [Shakes hands.] 58 SANTIAGO : OR, Hut. Is this the dawn of peace ? I hope so with all my heart. [Carlos is seated in arm-chair, R. C. Ysobel sits 07i a stool at his feet and 'SWSx^ stands l.. of his chair. Cora is c. with Hutton on her R., rt;zrt^ Cristobal on her L. Bess sits L. of table, andMeVYJ hangs over her chair. Fisk is at the door. Beverly enters froju balcony. Soldiers follow him.] Bev. Oh, Mars Hutton, I couldn't stop urn, sah. 'Deed I couldn't. Dey was bent on comin'. Hut. Who ? Bev. Why, de boys of yo* company, sah. Dey des nachelly boun' to drink de health of all de brides, sah. Dat Irishman done tol' um. Hut. Come in, boys, and welcome. You'll never w^ish long life and happiness to three prettier, sweeter, truer girls in the world than those who typify to-night the red, white and blue. S^Soldiers cheer and enter. Band on balco7iy plays chorus of ''Red, White and Blue,'' and all siftg it as curtain descends.'] _ THE DRAMATIC PUBLISHING COMPANY'S CATALOBUt NEW PLAYS, 1897-98. The First Kiss. Comedy in One Act, BY MAURICE HAGEMAN, Author "By Telephone," "A Crazy Idea," Etc. One male, one female characters. Plays twenty minutes. Scene, a handsomely furnished room. Costumes, afternoon dress of to-day. This sketch presents an entirely new plot, with novel situations and business. The fun is continuous and the dialog-ue brig-ht and refined. Price, 15 cents. Bird's Island. Drama in Four Acts, BY MRS. SALLIE F. TOLER. Author of " Handicapped," Etc. Five male (may be played with four), four female char- acters. One exterior, two interior scenes. Costumes, summer costumes of to-day. Plays two and one-half hours. This is oae of the strong-est dramas since "Kast L