i ■ .^^ V^^ 'VI , ^V' ^.?V %% ^ „ . _ .^'^ \ V - 9<- ' " Vy-^ o VV .<^^°^. >">/. O NO- r-j^'X' • -.^/i^K: ><&v 'x^is^'X: • >< '-f. ^ J'"^^^ ^^^'^^ °' '?:5>&^'^§^.:^';^$'^':>fs^^^^^^^ '^u^ »r.:X' " -XMr-K:- • '^>f-<;v - >:.• -/v- • 'V!-..n ilAi;Pi:u i liHOTIIEKS a'UllI.ISlIEES 1 S 'J V n C>-b-; Lj: f^t^ Copyright. 1897, by ILiicfKic k liitonu hni'nMde Ci.i-^rijfU jc^u'<.(. J./. THE .S'lVOTF-CUP SISTERS. 01 tfarcj. BY KUTD McENEUY HTTJAKT. CHAltACTERS: Qrankv Snow, inUher o/ ,lfoyn dawjhtert. MioB Paiti LiNii Snow, a juiina dunna. MihdKb Loui^KHY iiiid LoMzv Snow, twin si^Uy^. Tiiic i.OMK Mitis Snow, no luinie. MihS Kl-LA Snow, > IvciitviniAt. }}.""' Susan Dkim.oua Snow, who vwtunn a lust hoer. n i.No Poo, the celestial A/i!,« Siiuw. JllBS JO-IIANNA ,llM-Ml,MV SnOW, U " WOllMli'S rUjhtcr." IMifco 1 Al.l.KK Mui'K Snow, i(;f .(*(i/*r 'I'UK iiATK LiMKNTKl) MlS.- SnOW, (11 WUX. Mlaa SaI'I'IIO SonnktINA, ;'"t;r Ciutvi, a little allured bun aii/jiT. Scene.— 0/'(/t)i,t;-v stmiefunii^liiniis fur ^],o,n ],ccforniance- A hue „J tieoen c/utim ahuiit Ihe centre of the atiir/e. I'l'rJurMcrs ,:nl,:r in niii^ilr file. ,iU Uiiipinii, the Motlior iadiiui, <(//(/'I'lic'Liil.i! Mis:, ii\wvi.j,uslud in. uu rMers bu Gravy, bruujiiit/ up the renr. Mother and dauijhtera an- dressed more or less in char- ueter. but all wear tall " Mother Goose " u-hite eans of sil- ver paper, or cooered irith eoutonjlnnnel. Then enter from left, poss in front of ehnirs and entire I// around them, stand in front of litem the second time- nil, except Tin: Laic J.anuiilcil, 7f/,» II (Icai' Inlonn' juoijic]-, ihcy is swccl jj.ds. 1 /■/',/, todauijhtrrs.) Say n,r sii,-) your piece now. "-.ds. ((nils recite in Conceit, irith ca;i diilfj ", «!• lire lllc wolidr cAi' I. mix. Sniiw-I i]i >islri-- 111 nii:*lcrs. 2 TBB SNOW-CAPPED BISTERS. liy setting our beantifal Bnow-.-.)verea cappws— our cappies, For all of your beat aud your haudaomest cUappies— your chappica. Tlie Juct ia We pracUriu No art of llirlatiou. Or cold lliii:aiiia, Bui setliut' "ur capo Kiglit and kll lor tlie chaps : Just tliia way, and thi.i «■ ly, and tliis way, aud Ihia— Wc are Bur« in iliis dull iliere ia n.rtliin;; aniiaa— Wu 81-cnic all ilie beaux Whu'r,; inriin.d to propoan ; For we aim at Iho on.- wlioca we wi.-li -tra, la, la; Aud wlieu tlib play's over, he speuUa u> inaiuuia. [This drill iiiay be m;eiit eoiiies lo our niounlalns, an' he was i lur iiliicc, piitliiu/ hi'.r nunwroits bnnilUi di'irn. Ijcjhi'c ■•'he einhnircx the finiih/ all round. { With good uetinij thi.i is effictiiv,. | When greet inij» (ire ocer, .\Iolher leo.d.-i her to front. Lailies and geutlenn'n, tliis is our elocutionary star. Jliss Ella Snow. She's took cold, inhaled a live icicle- geiin, coinui' down the mountain, an' it give her such a in- ftuenzii that I can't hardly inllnenec tier lo speak in puli- lic. These attacis o' snee/.in' make her feel veiy pi-edis posed. (Klla i(;ki»«//V(//(i(;//v ) NVln;n anylhing endi her, I'm pretty sure it 'II be Ihi- ii, fine,!-;.!, liut all the same, Klki is very cule. (Tarntu'j to j:il;i.) Klociile now. She will now recite. with approbriuus gestures, Milton's " I'aradise Lost" iu full. S.iy it now, Klla, jest the way ill. .Milton put it down in the book. l-:da. D.uiies aii geil lerhi I. (.S';i,-.-ei'6'.s.| llidb-. atuh- bl.T o' Water, Giabv. (O-Zit;. .tn.-'.xei ) C'u'ibig south I iiMik ci)de. (S'/.-(^',) M>' d IS- ills or 1 stopped up. Gib in ; a lebo I, Graby. |G Mvy h ci li h-.r a leinn.) D idles ad g(!i!derbid. I wid d j>v n-,-iie Itiltol's ■ I'.cradise Lost " id lull. (Hoicx.) "Oil li;in's lii,L di-^nliedirts ad the — (N/i<-..'.rc.) Gb ban's fii'— " i s/„,,v.v hoj„l, x.ili/.] Mot/ier. Tliey ain't no puilin' on ab..ut thai ladies and 4 'THB SNOW-CAJPKD SISTKIIS. gentlemen. Ella is surely uuflt for reclamation. She will, however, appear later ou, when slie will play the gal3 eomplimeuls to their soufja ; for, besides beia' an' A-1 Jrumatizer, Klla is a iiuisical prodigal. Set dowa, ICUa, au' commuue wlih j'our leiiiou. [Slolhi-r brimjs forward deaf-mute. Sorrow wrings my maternal bosom, my friends, wliea 1 fetch out this one. Site's deef. (^'an't hear thunder. Can't tallt, neither. She don't hear a word I'm sayiu' now. Liisteu. {Tunung to MnU-) Can you hear? [Ella iha/cea her head no. She can't. Can you talk? Ella. No. Mother. She can't. I huve to touclj lier. She knows her mother's gi-ntle touch. [.Seizes her rouyhly. She ain't got no name. What was the use? 'Twouldn't 'a'. done no goud. We ji-.-)i <'alls W.t Dummy. I was brought up frugal, 1 was, an' we uscxl up cousider'ble names on the olher gala, jia an' me did. Set down, Dununy. She don't hear, {yfakua siyiia. Dummy sits.) And now, ladii^s and gentlemen, I bring from her seclusion JMi.ss Susan Deplura Suow.who mourns a longdost lover. Tliis sweet creature lost her beau jest fifty-one years ago to-niglil. [Miss Susan wi/ies f>nrard, her face buried in her handkcrchitj\ iCi epiutf. He was a uoljle \ouili. lie fought in the Mexican war with Alexander the Great, served in Congress with Junius Caesar, was contenipuraniuus with Christopher (.Columbus. Prester John, and the Ciaek-eye twins. He died of a Buddeu atlact of the Susan-side, right at Susan's side. Shot hibSelf right through the epigrajii (ur diagram). It was all on account o' tliem Craek-eye boys. They both had compound cases on Susan, an' she ain't never looked up since. "I'ain't many a young girl that mouins a lost lover for fifty long years. She'd Ije a sweet debntunte now if she'd come out of her grief. W(ui't you come out of it, lioney ? She won't. She's awasliii' all 'er youth on 'im. We've c ia dead, dead, deud, I'wdl never wed, v,-in\, wed, Till suiiie one betfided my iiiulbor Bego me fur to love unotber. [Susie retires now, and the Mother bi inyis forward Miss Johanna Jimniiiny Snow. Mother. We will now iiitiMdiioe to you, my dear friends, Bliss Johanna Jiin-miiny Snow. She is a woman's ri;,'ht- er, she is. She's t;ot all ^orts of mannish notions. Slie's wlnit you call a stroug'-niiiid( r. She don't allow thet the ra:iscu-line sect has got any i iglits thet ain't hern — not a one. She jest uses the In-'s iin' she's promiscu'us. Why. lllie as not ef an)' young man was to give her a bunch of lieliolropes she'd say. " Jfurh obliged to you for these here slie liotropes." Slie done it once t. She 'ain't got no use lor pots an' kitlle-s an' as for a tliimhle, 1 give lier cue once-t au' she liad it mounted on a walkin'-cane for a gold head, liul ii ain't necessary for me to say much about Ium- si'iitiinents. She's fully able to speak for |iersi;U'. tipeak up like a little luaa, Johanna, dear. Jo-ltanua. Folks. I objicl to the term "ladies and gen- tlemen," Why this humillaiing di.siinoiioii? Are we not nil folks? I am a folk. Vou are a folk. (I'ointinri to her self and then to any chuxeu one.) And so I addi'ess yiai in tiie most comprehensible manner when 1, say dear folks. 5Iy heart swells with [iriile as I fed niy.-'ilf in my proper sp'ei'e. 1 grow dizzy uilli Ihe llui.d of ihxpienie that siilfuses my brain and rushes for esi-qie to my lips, Mot/t^r. Condense yovii- cummolions. ,]<> - li;inmi, th'iO'. inlo ryliim, Ciamp Ihem inio poetic infusion. I el Iheni tlow in liielrie numbers 'I'here is safety in ni.nibiis Jo-liaiiitu. 1 fear Ihat poetic expression savois nf i iVcnii- nation. 1 am sure it does; and yet, to show that 1 am not (vllogelher ashamed of my seel, 1 will pour out my ^'od in verse. .Mother. Piiur it out. hoci<-y. Johanna. 1 will, (lieeite.^^ 8 THE BNOW-CAPPED BISTERS. 1 am a voinun ADd'tbeii-riire hun^aa. Tlie femule bed Deaerves retyped. Couscloiid 1 uia I'm not u clum. Nor do 1 ijlau To be a man, But claim to be Aa grent as liu, Probably h.ler I bhall bu greater, A'goote ia grander Tliau aiiy''i:aiider. Hens ia mure knowiu' Witlioiit no crowin* Than any looaler That I ht-uit Ubed to. Mother. Them's uublescMitiments, my d:iugliter, Ithink I feel in Ju-li:imia tlie priiU: 1 slmuld 've expeiieoced iu a only sou, When she poms forth sech eh(quent argu- ments I have to close my ears to keep from voting for tlie ballot immediately, Smuelimes at home when she and her sisters jrel lu argiiin' 1 go an' vote jest to get rid of my convictions. Of course it don't hurt, the way I vote. I jest drop any old lialhit into any old tree. But 1 have the satisfaction of knowin' lliel I've voted — an' that seems to be about all the satisfaction anybody gets out of it. 'I'his. ladies and geiitlenccn (iciz/ff /"''ir^n/ 7^it.ti-Lind), is our warbler, Patti-Lliid .Suow, A mockin'-bird listened to her a-singiu' oi.e day, aii' he took p'i/eu, "I'm out- suun'," says he, "She's dune took tlic rag of the bush. Farewell, tree-tops. 1 won't live no singsong existence, " says he, "after bein' beat at my own game," an' with tliai he took a dii.se-t o' [I'l/.cn an' died. 'I'Ids, dear friends, is the mortal remalna of I he mockln'- bird thet dieil o' llie green-eye, [JIuUln uj> atiijcd panvt. Sing, Patti-Llnd. dear. [Palti *■//.;/.< lUii/l/u'nr/ —" f.Utiii to the Muckiiii/ liird," fur iiixliiiar. OtUt.rs jinn in if iiijrci'dble. ^f'^l!u■r. .Vnd nirw, dear li lends, we cinne lo the priile ol llie Snow family — in fad, our double |iride — our twins. 1 niMV as well out willi il. They is twins. [Ilrinij* finrani lirins. .inii tall itn,l sli) . Ef ih(\ waa like the Siainehers 'twouldn't 'a' made no dilleieLee. But when twins is divided np, you has to be keerful. Twins is like a i)l,il(ipena. The two halves ain't always fo 'or- dained to bir et by the sanii: person. Lou'i'zy and Louisy will now jierforui. [The Hrinn, tukiiui luimis, ncilc mine iiifiiKtile verse. They mail do this UyUhei-, or fust <,ue and then, the other, und then botli tv(jether, aliruy.i rL/Kati mj. cer- bittini, each irhut the other mi/s. ]Vh,i, lh,yhare Jiitished, the other sisters siny in chorus : Tlie Iwiiises ilome -U very wl'II. very well, very well. Tbe twinsub Uoi.e it very well, very, very. well. Mother. And this here one, my friends {,i)ointiny to j,i,et (lavyhter). is our poet (laughter, S.-ipjilio Sonnelina, We used to call her a poet<'«.v, but lliry say rlie esses is all gone out, an' any woman or gal Ihut can do auythinu at all is classed with the he-ones. Of course you ean'see she's a poet quick as you look ai ler. Sne's a yc:irnei, she is. She says she ever ye.inis for the uualiain.-ible — wlnilever that is. She looked jest as you .see lu-r evi-r seoee she was born— no older an' no youuj;er. Shi- diil seem to look old to us when she wms tcelliin', bul she's sort o' caught up with herself now, iS-Ih- snys she's iin- mortal, an' I reckon shes jest .-iboot hii ii. " 1 \\:,\a h, r to come forwaril nii' be ijil|-., .%.,.. /7 .\/f, riii.y.y her iirins ninl fini.tinillii / ,\, ., /'/.■//, A,/ .y,,il i„ iitpt nd..rnlii'n "/ th, /„./.„/ .M./iluj- rnlis l„ r 8 THE SNOW-CAPPED SLSTERS, several times, but she acinia not to hear, kee/niig Iter J'mc to the crescent. If I jeat had a lute I Thut would n. use )i<'r. {Turnii to audience.) Th' uin'l noliudy licrt tlicl's t;ot a stray lule in Uia pocket, is they? No, tli'uiu't iiu lute to he had. [^At tlus Gravy cornea Jhiward wilh u ji ir's-Ziur/), which, the Mother l/ula Iiiiu pint/, hojiih;/ In rcime her. At the first nates she foils in ajaint, and utrenil uf the sisters ran tu the rcscicfaiiitinf/, Ctdlinii fur salts, a hut water bag, etc. During thi.^ ri'iniiii'linti. Gravy tnay, if he can, conic to the front irilh his Jt w,\hiirp and accompany hints< If wltile he danns a jig, nr he may play *' bones,'^ and be accinnpanird by a piano be- hind the scenes. W Iwn this is over, and the poet is recioed, the Mother cuinesfarwurd again. AVell, folks, you've seen her, auyliow. You can go h'irne uu'say you've saw a live poet, an' a poet worth see- in', lor it's all in her. Slie 'ain't never wrote none of it out — not a line. She's a livin' example of what's put down in the hooks as the poetic teniiieranient, an' them thc-l 'ain't got that ain't no poets, don't keer wlial they wriu;. No, she don't never wrile poetry; she je.st experiences it. She says she'd a heap rulher be a poet ihaii to write poetry. You sec, thejn ihit ,!>'els sliet o' iheir poems, why they eases down jest like eoninion folks. She keeps the oilier gals busy getheiin' llnwers wilh llic dew ou 'em for her drinkiu'-waler; an' as for eatiii — well, 1 haf to tix her dinner wilh a microscope, ;in' then, hr.lf Ihe time, she 'lows she's overe't. She's nn^hty idiosyin-ralic, Sapphy is. Mather. And now, ladies and genllemeii, I liavc the, 7)leasure of presentiiit; to ynu our duu;;lilcr. Yaller HulT. She is a real artist. Please observe her lechnlque. [Tarn^ Y'aller IhitT mu nil and, round. And, you see, she is very broad. (Yaller Bulf shnulilbe a fat girl.) She is an impressionist of the blackest d><:. Slie sees nature as it is. And lliat's the way she paints it. Indeed, her pictures are so very everlasiiii'ly reallhal they won't l)ear moviu'. Yon .see, she '^ets the thing itself. There's more or less water iji all ln'r land-capes and they Sjiill out, and even when there ain't no water, there's ap' to be njck, an' ihey aie too lieavy to truiisporl. Oh yes, it's so! Tlie f;als ballied <-very d.iy last year in one of her seascapes. Dummy .i;ot in one day and nearly drowiided. She couldn't I'all. you see, iiinl before vc could yet behind the |jicluie au>i pnll lur out ahc THB SNOW-CAPPED SrSTEKS. 9 was most dead. Tliey did go tishini,^ in some of her ski'tcUes, I'oi- a wliile. But iu never seemed lo me tlieiu liali could be uouiisliin', iui' I stopped it, 1 thought It wns going too far. That seems like lettlu' art get away with nature altogether. Of course halhin' is different. iiul although we couldn't fetch no land.'^capes, we could bring a few of her smaller sketchea. This, fur iu.stance, is a life study of a cat. (I'rwliices a Hue oU or tutiue, utkcr siniiU alice aidimiLfaskncil in afi-aiiit. ) You see by this, my friends, what I mean by re.ilislic art. This cat not oidy seems to squirm, but it will eat. See it drink milk. One example is enough. The jioint is tht,t »he sees what she wants to get — and gets it, Valler 15ulf does. She painted that cat in one sittin". Lay the cat sketch aside, honey, an' set down. lYaller Bull ails. And now, nung down. Kveiylhing Ihere was so white an' heavenly, and we Seemed almost lo forget we was unnlal.s, and 1 saiil lo 10 THE SNOWCAPPED BiaXKUg. poor dear pa: " Pa, dearie, said I, if liuaveu sliouUl send us another daughter here, she'd l;e a Celestial being I'm sure." Aud so she was. She come to us jest as ymi see her, dress and jjiglail and all. She's a Buddhist iu f.iiili, of course, but we're a-h.)|iin' to convert lier gradually. What are you trying to be, Wing Foo'/ Telllhe ladies nil' geutleiuen. Wing Foo laughs aud says, with a bashful nod, "Tly to Ije good Chlistian." Yes, she is trying to be a good Clirislian. What is the hardest Ihiug for you to learn, Wing Fuo — to do as your Christian frieuds do'i' Win;/ Fou. Sassy mudder — sassy fodder — sassy alia ole peoples. Mother. Yes, you see slie has the (Jriental si>irit — that's what dear pa said. Aiid all liei- prelty manners, her salaams, aud all the rest of it she knew from ihe day she was born. lu fact, wheu the lillle thing was laid in my arms, she raised her tiny yalK;r hand to her forehead and showed me that she was tryiu' to gn'ct me right. Oh, yes, she's a Utile Chinese, she is. .Viii'l you, Wingie'/ Wimi foo. You bet. [Wing Foo \. Jimt tloil Hu i/ Imfe ^hiets of jHljier eoiieenienl on I oft, r nxpni lio;/ li llo eom- laaiul" (j:iU, ri.ir.' //,,// Ini/iii no I plo'i. " Home, .s' reet JIoiiu'-,'' Lll tito pitrts, icith Ci/i/tfj,s ttofl Ihin nheetn "J piijier. 'I'hix i.i ens;/ to (lo, noil in renllji eery pretti/. After jiloiiioi/ il iheooi/li oiici t',: •/ li, i/io to ovireh, lioipiiii/of.s liefore. mi. I /,, , ; up lie pliljliij Uutil they lire all oj' the ■■•l.i^,i . THE SNOW-CAPPED 8I8TER3. 11 [ne little black boy, Gravy, if/ie is a good actor, make* no end of fun. [As it ia too tiresome to slitiul still so loaf/, tlie wax fid- ure is rolled out at