NO PLAYS EXCHANGED. V Baker'5 Edition 9M 5T PL7W.5 The Summerville Bazar Price, 25 Cents & W. $fittro** Pa#0 pzktt 50 €tnt0 €a# THE AMAZONS •*' arce *** Th* 66 Acts. Seven males, rive lemaies., ^^ Costumes, modern ; scenery, not difficult Plays a full evening, THE CABINET MINISTER FarceinFourAct8 - tvum**,*** females. Costumes, modern society s scenery, three interiors. Plays a full evening. DANDY DICK • Farce "* Tnree Acts. Seven males, four females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, two interiors. Playf two hours and a half. THE fiAY LORD OUEX Comed y in:FourActs ° Pour males ten " females. Costumes, modern ; sceuery- two interiors and an exterior. Plays a full evening. HIS HOCSE IN ORDER ^fZ^ZZ^T^nT^Z three interiors. Plays a full evening. THF HORRY HORSF Comed y ^ Th r ©© Acts. Ten males, five females. Costumes, modern; scenery easy. Plays two hours and a halt IDIC Drama in Five Acts. Seven males, seven females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, three interiors. Plays a full evening. LADY ROEfNTIFDL ^ lay ^ Four ActS " Ei & nt males > seven fe- males. Costumes, modern ; scenery, four in- teriors, not easy Plays a full evening. LETTY • Drama * n I ' our ■ A - Cts aJ1 ^ an Epilogue. Ten males, five fe- ^ males. Costumes, modern ; scenery complicated. Plays a full evening. Sent prepaid on receipt of price by Walttv $* TSaUt & Compant K© 9 5 Hamilton Place, Boston, Massachusetts The Summerville Bazar An Entertainment in One Act By FRANK TOWSLEE BOSTON WALTER H. BAKER & CO. 1911 n^ r The Summerville Bazar r CHARACTERS Deacon Tewksbury. Mr. Allen. Mr. Parker. Mr. Deaver, very deaf. Old Mose, a lazy negro. Tom Parker, in love with Alice. Jack Bosser, about sixteen years old. Charlie. Billy. Mrs. Fidgette, very nervous. Mrs. Dean. Mrs. Bosser, who criticizes everything. Mrs. Drawl, the opposite of her husband. Mr. Bosser, a henpecked husband. Mr. Dean. Mr. Drawl, who is like his name. Uncle Noah, the oldest in- habitant. Algernon Johnstone, a dude. Harry, who lisps. Dick. Frank. Mrs. Thorndyke, a helpful city woman. Mrs. Tewksbury. Mrs. Parker. Mrs. Allen, who is never quite certain. Mrs. Tawker, Mrs. Teller, er, 1 two gossips. Characters Continued on page J Copyright, 1910, by Walter H. Baker & Co. ©OLD 22928 CHARACTERS 3 Miss Thorndyke. Alice, Mary, | ^. Evelyn Emerson, an actress. Gertrude, V . . Elizabeth, ) * ir s ' Misses Blake, Ward] Gypsy Fortune-Teller. and White, I her Mrs. O' Grady. Misses Clark, Bar- \ friends. Mrs. Shultz. ton and Long, J Miss Olden, a typical stage old maid. Katrina, Mrs. Shultz 's niece. Mamie O' Grady. Henry Bosser. Molly Bosser. The Bosser Twins. Nellie Parker. Johnnie. Flossie. A child in gypsy costume can stand at side of fortune-teller and call, — " Fortunes told." The parts can be easily doubled so that many less people will be needed. The play can be given with little rehearsal, as those at table and booths can have their manuscript lying where it can be easily seen. The gossips can have theirs on the back of fans. The Summerville Bazar SCENE. — A long supper table stretches across back of stage ; a candy and lemonade booth r., and a fancy work, apron and sunbonnet booth l. Down stage in one booth have the fortune-teller. Mrs. Tawker and Mrs. Teller sit at o?ie side, down stage. (At rise of curtain, women are rushing to set the tables ; girls are arranging things in the booths ; one young man is holding a step-ladder, while another, on the ladder, is arranging flags or draperies. All the characters are on stage, busy as indicated, save those whose entrances are noted.) Gertrude. Guess we'll have to hire you boys to stand there and hold that. That's the fourth time it has come down. Billy (on ladder). I'm willing ! I'm sure it's a (snatches a piece of candy and eats it) perfectly sweet part of the hall. Eh, Tom ? Tom Parker (looking at Alice, busy with back turned). Oh, I don't know. I guess we can find something else just about as exciting to do. I'm going to buy my supper before everybody has been here and half the stuff is gone. Mrs. Dean. Just hand me them pickles, will you, Mrs. Parker? I'm afraid we have got to hurry or they'll begin to come before we're ready for them. Mrs. Drawl (appearing at door b. a). Do you think I'd better put the coffee on right away? Mrs. Allen. Yes, I think I would ; wouldn't you, Mrs. Dean? I don't know, though, maybe it ud be just as well to wait a little. Still — no ! I b'lieve I'd put it on now. Mrs. Parker. I don't believe I'd make very much. Just hand me that bread, will you, please? It's so hot they'll all want ice-tea. Deacon Tewksbury. Yas, an' you must give the girls a 5 6 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR chance to make something out o' their lemonade table. Guess they're 'bout to land a sale now. {The boys have finished arra?tging the draperies, carried the ladder off stage, and are talking to the girls at the booths.} Dick. Yes, I'll start your candy going. Give me a pound of the best you have. " Sweets from the sweet/' you know. Alice. Um — guess I'm not on in this scene. You always trade with the same sales-girl, I suppose, because she is so po- lite and attentive. Dick. Well, if you'd just smile a little and forgive Tom Parker, you could be a "special sales-girl," too. Bet you could sell him the whole shootin' match and get more compli- ments than I could think of in all my brilliant lifetime. Deacon. You women folks got anything else you want me to do here ? Mrs. Dean. No, thank you, Deacon. Guess we're most ready now. Mrs. Tewksbury. Yes, it's awful hot weather to be givin' a bazar, but you know we have to have them in summer to make any money. Mrs. Drawl. Land sakes, yes ! Why, the last one we had in winter time, we only made nine dollars and thirty-two cents, and last summer when all the summer boarders came, we made more than twenty dollars. Mrs. P. Yes, Mrs. Perkins said all her summer boarders were coming. Mrs. A. And Mrs. Bell told me — no, 'twasn't Mrs. Bell, 'twas Mrs. Porter — no— no — 'twasn't either, it was Mrs. Bell — and she said that if it was a pleasant night, some folks from Bridgeton — no — no, not from Bridgeton — from Hilldale — were coming over. {Enter Mrs. O' Grady.) Mrs. Drawl. Land sakes ! Here comes somebody a'ready ! Mrs. Thorndyke. Oh, it's that Mrs. O' Grady from the hollow. She offered to come over and wash the dishes. Good-evening, Mrs. O' Grady. It's very good of you to come. Mrs. O' Grady. Sure an' Oi wanted to help me little bit, an' it's nothin' Oi could do wid the fancy things an' the foine cookin', so Oi thought Oi might be after helpin' wid the dishes. Mrs. P. Why, that will be lovely ! How are your chil- dren, Mrs. O'Grady — and your husband? Mrs. O'G. Oh, the childer are all right, except Mamie THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 7 here ; an' he be doin' very well, thank you, mum. Of course he has his — his off toimes. He was awful drunk the other night. Mrs. Thorn. Oh, that's too bad. I'm sorry to hear it. Mrs. O'G. Oh, not at all ! Sure if a man can't aise up a little bit now an' thin wid his poipe an' a little whiskey — why, loife don't mean much to 'em. Mrs. Thorn. Well, it's a good thing you can take it so easily and not let it worry you. Mrs. O'G. Worry? Sure me neighbors causes me trouble enough, widout lookin' for anything in me own family to worry over. That's what comes of havin' to live where there's Dutch an' ev'rything else. Me loife would be aisy enough if it warn't fer the neighbors. Mrs. Thorn. Why, what about them? How do they trouble you ? Mrs. O'G. Och ! They're jilous of iverything Oi have an' do. Oi'm a hard-vvorkin' woman an' Oi thry to make an hon- est livin' doin' washin' an' anything Oi can. Oi kape ivry thing nice an' nate, an' me husband he's satisfied, — he's got brains ! But them neighbors pick at me all the toime an' ac- cuse me of bein' stuck up. Mrs. P. Oh, I'm sure you're not, Mrs. O'Grady. Mrs. O'G. Sure an' Oi'm not. Of course, Mamie, here, is an invalid — she has a very dilicate stomach. This mornin' for breakfast the eggs were too soft for her— sort of wint to her brain. Yisterday she ate some cucumbers — too green. She can't ate oysters, — says they taste too clam-my. Of course bein' dilicate that way, loike a lady, sits her above those brats in the neighborhood, — an' they're jilous of her. An' Oi have a better lookin' house than any of thim, an' Oi kape it partic'- lar — an' they're jilous of that. Mrs. P. Oh, well, you shouldn't let that worry you so long as they don't really interfere with you in any way. Mrs. O'G. Interfere ! They're always doin' that. Now, as Oi said, Dinnis, me husband, is a foine man, an' has got brains ; but sometimes he do be drinkin' a little too much, an' thin if things don't jist suit him, he is loikely to throw the dishes, or the flat-iron, or some other triflin' little thing at me head. Wanct those neighbors came interferin' an' had him ar- rested, an' marched off to court for it. Raisin' a great rumpus over nothin' at all, at all ! Why, Dinnis was only aisin' his moind a bit ! 8 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR (Introduce an Irish song. As Mrs. O'G. sings, she moves about the stage a great deal, making many extravagant gestures, and Mamie O 1 Grady, who clings tightly to her skirts all the time, is dragged back and forth, and almost jerked off her feet at times. Mamie should be a very thin, " peaked" -looking little girl. Mrs. Bosser has entered while Mrs. O'G. was talking. She walks around scan- ning everything through eye-glasses.) Mrs. P. Come this way, Mrs. O' Grady. And now, Mamie, you can run out and play with the other children. (Mrs. B. at candy booth.) Alice. You didn't get down to help the ladies, Mrs. Bosser ? Mrs. B. No ! They had so much imported help from the city {looking scornfully in Mrs. Thorn. 's direction), that I didn't care to interfere. 1 felt very certain our ideas would not agree. Ger. Yes, Mrs. Thorndyke has been very kind in helping and suggesting. Alice. And her daughter has been so faithful in training the children for their program. ( This speech is to be used when drills or songs by children are used at the beginning or end of the play.) Mrs. B. (picking up white cream candy). Was this made with brown sugar? (Smells and tastes it.) It's very grainy, and I think the milk must have been turned. Ger. (snappishly). I made that candy myself, Mrs. Bosser, with the best granulated sugar and good fresh milk. Mrs. B. Oh, then perhaps it's all right. You may give me ten cents' worth, please. Jack Bosser (as his mother turns away). I want some money, mother. Mrs. B. I've just bought some candy, Jack, and you can have some of it, — though I must save some for Henry and little Molly and the twins. I don't think it is very good. Jack. But, mother, I want money. Give me half a dollar. Mrs. B. Your father will pay for your supper, Jack. I suppose we'll have to get our suppers here or they won't get done talking about it all next winter. Jack. Yes, but mother, all the other fellows will be buying candy and lemonade for the girls, and I want THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 9 Mrs. B. You don't need it, Jack. Mr. Allen. The folks that have bought the old Jenkins place said they was comin' to-night. Mr. Dean. I see they're buildin' a new piazzy, and Lem Decker says they're havin' plumbin' put in, so's they can have runnin' water in the kitchen and have a bath-tub. Mr. Drawl. Why, they ain't goin' to be here except sum- mer times. Mrs. Drawl. Land sakes ! I wish I had the money some folks has got. I'd show 'em how to spend it, — without wastin' it either. Mr. P. Hello, who is this coming ? Mrs. P. Oh, it's that Mrs. Fidgette from Chicago. She's enough to make anybody fly. Mrs. Tewks. Why, I was talkin' with her the other evenin', an' I thought she seemed real sociable an' nice. Mrs. Drawl. Oh, land sakes ! She's sociable inclined all right, but she's got some mighty highfalutin ideas. Mrs. Fidgette (entering). Good-evening — good-evening ! Charming evening, isn't it? I had hoped I might get down to help in my little way, but one of my nervous attacks, you know, prevented. Mrs. Thorn. I'm sorry that you have not been well. Mrs. F. Oh, just nerves, — nerves. You know what our American rush and bustle does to these poor nervous systems. Mrs. Thorn. Yes, most of us have found out at some time. Mrs. F. There were so many accidents and delays on the train when I came down — slight ones, of course, only slight ones — that it made me very nervous then. And the barn-yard fowls waken me very early in the morning. I'm not complain- ing, you understand, not complaining, — but of course, they are rather nerve racking. Mrs. P. But you must be very comfortably situated, Mrs. Fidgette. Mrs. F. Oh, fairly well, — fairly well. It's a very charm- ing place, I'm sure. But I've had so much trouble with maids. Why, I've had six cooks in the three weeks I've been here. Very irritating, — very exasperating. Gets on my nerves so ! Mrs. Thorn. Yes, we find it quite difficult to keep them in the country. Mrs. F. That's the trouble, exactly. One of mine wouldn't 10 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR stay because it is so quiet here, — so little going on. She was not at all troubled with nervousness, you see, — she was not seeking quiet. Two of them were used to going to the sea- shore with families, and they wouldn't stay because they missed the surf-bathing. And another one thought there would be no chance for her young man to get work here. She managed to stay over one Sunday without him, and then she went back to the city. The constant changing and disturbing of my house- hold quite upsets my nerves, you know. Mrs. Drawl. Well, it's real nice to see you take it so pleasant, anyway. There was a Mrs. Updyke down here last summer, and she just got real mad because her hired girl's mother died an' the girl went home the very day she was ex- pectin' her mother-in-law to come for a visit. She said it was hard enough to entertain some company, without havin' all the cookin' an' other work throwed onto you besides. Said girls never did appreciate a good easy place when they got it, and anyway, the girl ought to 'a' give her two or three days' notice if her mother was goin' to die an' she was goin' to leave. Mrs. F. Very trying situation ! It must have — gotten on her nerves, you know. Mrs. Drawl. For my part, I couldn't see as the poor girl was anyways to blame. She probably wasn't wantin' her mother to die, and bein' human she naturally wanted to go home when she did die, — other folks' mother- in-laws notwith- standin'. Mrs. Dean. You'll find a seat at that table right over there, Mrs. Fidgette. There's that lady that's boardin' at Mrs. Perkins's. Maybe you happen to know her and you could sit together. Mrs. Tawker. Well, I knew you'd hardly believe it, but that's just what she said to me ! Oh, yes, but she did ! Of course, you mustn't say anything about it ! This is absolutely secret ! Mrs. Teller. But are you sure? It doesn't seem as if she could mean — — Mrs. Tawker. Oh, but my dear ! You should have heard her ! It wasn't what she said, so much as the way she said it ! Now you mustn't let this go any farther — I wouldn't have her know for the world that I'd said anything about it Mrs. Teller. Oh, no ! I won't mention it ! Mrs. Tawker. But really, I didn't know what to think. THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR II And you can just imagine how it made me feel ! Why, I never dreamed she would ever act that way toward me. Of course, you must never breathe this ! And then if she didn't {Whispers.') Uncle Noah. I remember the first bazar the ladies in this town ever give; old Gran'ma Pettingill give 'em a patch-work quilt that her gran'mother had made, — a risin' sun pattern, I think 'twas — an' they sold tickets on it an' had a drawin'. Mr. A. {seated at the table with other men). But I tell you, if they go about it that way, they'll never get anywhere. That's one of the big questions before congress, an' they ought to settle it at once. Now, see here, if they'd just appoint a committee Noah. 1 remember when Lincoln an' Douglas hed their great debate. Why, the hull country was roused up. (Mrs. Dean, Mrs. A., Mrs. P. and Mrs. Tewks. are serving those at the table.) Mrs. Dean. Oh, do you? I always use four eggs, and heat the milk for mine. Then, if it's a little bit old, you never notice it. Mrs. A. I use four eggs, too ! No — no, I don't, either. Let me think — no ! I use only three — an' then I use — no, not in that — yes, yes, I do — I use sour milk and saleratus. I'm more sure it won't be a failure that way. Mrs. Tewks. Have you tried any of that new flour they're sellin' at Smith an' Green's, Mrs. Allen? Mrs. A. No, — yes, — no — let me think, — which flour do you mean ? Mrs. Tewks. It's called the " Snowy Dream," an' I think it's elegant. It makes the whitest bread you ever dreamt of. Mks. Dean. Well, I've used the "Golden Special" for ten years, an' I guess I'll stick to it for ten more. It suits me all right. Mrs. Tewks. Well, this new kind is a little cheaper than the old ones, an' then there's sometimes a spoon in the sack, or sometimes a ticket, an' you save 'em an' you can get a banquet-lamp or a rockin' -chair, or a set of knives or forks or spoons. Mrs. A. Oh, that's the way Mrs. Perkins — no, I guess 'twas Mrs. Carter — got that new rug of hers last year. The 11 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR green one with the big yellow — no, pink, — yes, pink roses on it. Only she got hers with tea — or maybe 'twas salt. Mrs. Tewks. Well, really there's a chance to just pretty near furnish your whole house from " Snowy Dream " coupons. Deacon's been needin' some new ties, an' I been thinkin' we might's well get 'em that way. Mrs. Dean. Well, I s'pose I might try it. We've been wantin' a foldin'-bed and a talkin' -machine. (An old negro enters.) Frank. Hello, Mose ! What are you doing here ? How's Aunt Jinny? Old Mose. Putty bumptious {rubbing his head), — yaas, putty bumptious, thankee, suh. But lil' Nebgunnezzer, he done been putty sick. Dat baby chile always got sumpin' wrong wif hisself. Charlie. Makes it pretty tough for a hard-working man (winking at boys) like you, I suppose ? Mose. Yaas, suh, hit's a putty tol'ble obstrep'rous burden, suh. Jack. Oh, come now, Mose, jig a little and cheer up. (Boys pat and he dances. Or, if preferred, say ; " Sing us that song about . It'll cheer you up.") Mrs. P. (after the dance or song). I suppose you came, Mose, to see if we couldn't send some of the left-over things down to your place? Mose. Yaas-um — yaas-um ! Mr. P. I should think you'd quit tiring yourself out com- ing 'round here to ask, Mose. You know the ladies always send a lot of good stuff down to Jinny and the pickanins, even if you are such a good-for-nothing, lazy nigger. Mose. Yaas, suh, — thankee, suh ! (Turns to Mrs. P. and points to fancy-work booth.) An' if yo' has any o' them left, ah 'specs Jinny kin use some ob 'em. Mrs. P. Well, we will see, Mose, — we'll see. Mose (backing out and bowing at each step). Yaas-um, thankee, ma'am. Yo' unnerstan', ma'am — sumpin' fer usa- bility, not fer nashability. Jack (to his father). Dad, give me a half dollar. Mr. Bosser. What for, Jack ? Jack. Why, I want some money to spend like the other THE SUMMERV1LLE BAZAR I3 fellows. Hang it all, I'm old enough to have money of my own. Mr. B. I know it, Jack, I know it. Where's your mother, Jack? (Jack points to his mother at fancy-work booth, and his father slyly slips money into his hand.") Mrs. B. {carefully examining an apron). This don't look well sewed, at all ! Humph ! Cheap quality ! It'll probably fade. Mary. I think you'll find they're the quality aprons are usually made of. {Very sweetly.) Did you wish some of imported gingham? Noah {gazing at things in the booth). I remember when the women folks wore sunbonnets all the time, — an' print dresses, too. Enter Miss Olden. Miss O. Good-evening, Deacon. Good-evening, Mr. Dean. How-de-do, Tom ? Hello, Dick. Good-evening, Mr. Allen. Deacon. Wall, I didn't s'pose you'd be comin' down here alone, Miss Olden. Miss O. {simpering). Why ? — Why not, Deacon ? Do you think I ain't capable of gettin' around by myself? Deacon. Capable ? Oh, yes, — yes ! Guess you've passed the creepin' age, an' learnt how to walk ! But I didn't think your many admirers would allow you to come alone. Billy {to the other boys). Gee ! Who are they? Miss O. Well, you see I've just come back from Hope- ville, an' maybe they don't know I'm here. I've been visitin' Ann Spencer, an' some of my other girl friends. Mrs. Drawl. Land sakes ! Is that so ? Had a good time, I s'pose? Miss O. Oh, had a handsome time, — handsome time ! Ann give a party in my honor, an' one of the girls there spoke several pieces, an' I sang for 'em — an' we had a real lovely, sociable time. Dick {winking at boys). Won't you sing your song for us now? Miss O. {simpering at Dick). Well, I s'pose I might. Frank. Ye gods ! She's going to do it ! {Old maid song.) 14 THE SUMMeRVILLE BAZAR Nellie Parker (running in). Ma, kin I have some cake? Mrs. P. No, wait till you have your supper. Nell. Why? Mrs. P. Because you know that I don't want you to have a piece. Nell. Why? Mrs. P. Because it's bad for your digestion. Nell. What's di-ges-tion, ma? Mrs. P. Run out again and play, Nellie, I'm busy. Nell. Ma, what's he eatin' ? Mrs. P. I don't know, I'm sure. Nell. Is it good ? Mrs. P. I'm sure I don't know. Nellie, it isn't polite to be curious about what other people are eating. Nell. What's cur-i-ous? Mrs. P. Nellie ! Will you go out with the other children ? Nell. Can I have a pickle first? Mrs. P. No ! Nell. Can I have two dishes of ice-cream when I eat my supper ? Mrs. P. We'll see when your supper time comes. Nell. When will it come ? Mrs. P. After the big folks have had theirs. Nell. Why do children always have to wait till the big folks are through ? Mrs. P. Nellie, do stop asking questions ! Nell. Well, can't I have some cake? Mrs. P. I said no ! Nell. Why is Miss Olden always hanging around those young men ? (Mrs. P. jerks her off the stage.) Frank. Say, Miss Olden, you ought to have your, fortune told ! Miss O. Oh, do you think so? Harry. Sure ! Everybody elthe is. Tom. Yes, Miss Olden, I tell you Fantima's great ! Char. The one and only gypsy bluff ! Miss O. Well, all right ; but I just had it told over to Hopeville. The one over there said I'd be married rather young. Mr. Drawl. Must have been readin' it backward. THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 15 (Miss O. sits at Fortune-Teller's table or booth.*) F. T. I see that you are very beautiful and much ad- mired Dick (Jo the boys). She must find that admiration in her mirror. F. T. Your head and heart lines are widely separated. Your heart line is very strong, and has many breaks and crosses, which would indicate that you have had many romantic affairs. Dick (to boys). Yes, many ! But they were like my attack of the mumps — all on one side. F. T. Beware of a dark man ! He thinks only of your beauty, without appreciating those deeper qualities of soul with which you will bless the partner of your joys and sorrows. Billy. The what ? Harry. Bleth what, did she say ? F. T. These small lines indicate that you have approached matrimony several times. Frank. Approached is good ! — not any nearer than the fellows could help ! Char. Yes, they've all been good runners ! F. T. The indications are that you will marry — ahem ! — that you will marry — er — a — that you will marry Elizabeth. Oh, good ! Here come those girls that are staying at Mrs. Carter's. Miss O. Yes, Mis' Perkins was tellin' me about them this mornin'. She says the one that seems to be the leader of the gang is a actress. Mrs. Drawl. Yes, it's true ! Mrs. Carter told me so her- self. She says the girl told her, — just right out plain ! But she says she's so quiet an' well-behaved that she don't see any reason for turnin' her out. Miss Thorndyke. Why, of course, she's quiet and well- behaved ! She is perfectly lovely, isn't she, girls? Mary. Indeed she is ! We met her and her friends, too, the other night. (Enter Miss Evelyn Emerson and friends.) Miss E. Good-evening ! May we have some of your sup- per? We've seen such mysterious and tempting looking bas- kets and bundles coming in this direction all day. Mr. P. Whoop ! Clear the way ! Everybody stand aside, — here comes AT Johnson ! l6 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR Tom. Now, dad, that's an unpardonable error on your part. Don't you know he's been Algernon Johnstone ever since he got his first raise in salary after he went to the city? Mr. P. Well, he used to be just Al Johnson, — son of old Al. Mr. Drawl. Yes, he used to have red hair, too. Mr. Dean. Wonder what he's down here for? Mr. Drawl. Cheap place to spend his vacation, I guess. And I hear he's tryin' to dispose of the old place. Mr. A. {laughing). Wonder if he will buy a yacht or an air-ship with the proceeds ? Mr. Drawl. Air-castle, I bet ! The few acres old Johnson had left when he died ain't good for anything. Ground all full o' stones, an' the house gone to rack an' ruin. Mr. A. Mrs. Carter told me that young Al — Algernon, is "baching" it over in the old house. Mr. Drawl. I told you it was a cheap place to spend a vacation. {Enter Algernon Johnstone.) Miss Blake (aside to Miss E.). Oh, Evelyn, it's that empty-head that has been trying so hard to flirt with us ! Alg. Aw, good-evening, Miss Alice ! — Miss Gertrude ! I — aw — see they've chosen very — aw — er — most appropriate venders aw — of their — er — sweets. (He looks all the time at Miss E. and her friends.') Ger. (aside). Might as well do it now, Alice. He is dying to meet her. Alice. Mr. Johnstone, let me introduce you to Miss Emer- son and her friends. Alg. Aw, chawmed, I'm suah ! I've been wondering if some — er — goddess of good fortune — aw — wasn't going to make it possible for me to — to — er — have the pleashaw of such — aw — < agreeable acquaintances. I — er — have seen you on the street — aw — don cher knaw ! Girls (in chorus). Really ? Alg. Yaws, bah Jove ! Beastly slow place, isn't it? Miss E. We find it delightful ! We enjoy the quiet. Alg. Yaws? But so few — er — -congenial — aw — er,— don cher knaw. Not much like Bah Harbor and Newport. Miss Ward (to Miss White). Suppose he has ? THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 1 7 Miss White. Oh, he's probably been there on Sunday excursions. Miss E. Well, really, you know, Mr. Johnstone, I've never gone to those big resorts. I find places like this more restful, — more economical, and therefore more to my taste. Alg. Weally ? Why, I shouldn't be here at all if it weren't for business reasons. Settling old family estate and that sort of thing, don cher knaw. Miss Clark. Yes ! I think we passed your ancestral hold- ings yesterday. Miss Barton (to one of the girls). I'll bet he has a job at the ribbon counter. Alg. Such a pleashaw for congenial people to — er — meet, — aw — isn't it? Miss E. Oh, we've seen lots of your brothers in New York, Mr. Johnstone. Miss Long. But have thus far escaped meeting them ! Miss Blake. Yes, for downright thrilling experience recom- mend me to the country. Alg. Aw, — pawdon, I have no brothers in New Yawk. Miss E. No? I'm sure the front rows in the theatre are always filled with them, and we usually find some hanging 'round the stage-door afterward. {The girls all laugh. Dude introduces a song, Tom, Harry, Billy, Frank, Dick, and Char, serving as chorus. During the song Miss E. beckons her friends and they slip off stage. Mrs. Tawker and Mrs. Teller gossip busily during the song.) Mrs. Teller. Oh, well, I know it's true, — Mrs. Gray told me, and Miss Smith told her, that her cousin's wife knew it to be a fact. Isn't it awful ? Mrs. Tawker. Awful ! And they say that it isn't the first time by any means. They did the same way when they lived out west. Mrs. Teller. Think of that ! What do you suppose will be done about it ? Mrs. Tawker. Oh, I've no doubt we'll wake up some morning and find them gone. I should think they'd want to leave town, anyway. But, of course, you never can tell about such people. Their nerve is enough to carry them through anything. 1 8 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR Mrs. Teller. And usually does ! Why, you know I heard — of course I don't know that I ought to repeat this, but I had it from good authority — that (Whispers.) Yes! and not only that, but they ( Whispers again.) Oh, really ! — yes — I know that for a fact. Mrs. Tawker. Well, for my part, I never did like her. She always tried to put on such airs. Mrs. Teller. Well, what can you expect? You know they say she never had been used to anything till he married her. And besides Mrs. B. (to her husband). Nathaniel! I believe you have on that tie you bought for yourself. Mr. B. Yes, Henrietta, I couldn't find Mrs. B. Don't tell me you couldn't anything! Mr. B. But, Henrietta Mrs. B. And don't "but Henrietta" me! You know I detest that tie. Mr. B. Yes, Henrietta. It's the only one you ever let me buy for myself. Mrs. B. Let you ! You'll please remember that you bought that atrocious thing without my knowledge. Mr. B. Yes, Henrietta. It attracted Mrs. B. Now, don't persist in talking about it! I think we've thoroughly discussed the question before. Go and find the children and bring them to supper. If we don't eat right away there won't be a decent thing left. But then if we'd wanted anything really good, we'd better have stayed at home. (Mr. B. goes out after children.') Mr. Drawl. Huh ! They don't need to keep a dog, do they? She's got him at the end of a chain. Mrs. B. 1 suppose Mrs. Thorndyke superintended the draping of those flags. Humph ! I've seen things done more artistically. (Mr. B. enters with children.) Oh, you've come already? You never did anything so quick in your life. Well, you sit on that side of the table with Henry on one side of you and little Molly on the other. Mr. B. Yes, Henrietta . Mrs. B. And you, children, come 'round here with me, and — where's Jack ? Henry Bosser. He-he-he ! He's talkin' to a girl. (Johnnie and Flossie run in,) THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR. 1<) John. Oh, oh ! Ma ! I got stung ! Oh, oh ! — a bee ! Mrs. A. Where, dear, where ? Oh, I guess it isn't very- bad. Run out and play again. Floss, (as they go out}. Tell you what, Johnnie, you ought to go see my uncle that's a doctor. He's fine on bee- stings ! He always fixes us kids up when we get stung. 'Course when we have measles or scarlet fever, or anything real bad the matter with us, mamma always sends for Dr. Tucker, but Uncle Ben is great on bee-stings ! (Henry brings Jack to the table.) Mrs. B. Sit right there, Jack. Jack. I'm going to eat after a while. Mrs. B. Jack Bosser, did you hear me? You sit right down there and eat with your family. I'm not going to have you hanging around waiting for any silly girl. You couldn't eat with one, anyway, without paying for her supper, and you can't do that without money. I'd like to know who made this bread, If I couldn't do better than that, I'd never offer another loaf to a church supper. Mr. B. Why, Henrietta, it seems like mighty good bread to me. Mrs. B. And I suppose you know all about bread making, Mr. Bosser? Enter Mrs. Shultz. Mrs. S. Fere is dot O'Grady voman? I loog oud of mine vindow und I see her come by dis vay, und I say to mineself, "I come by dot vay, too." Mrs. Thorn. And what did you want ? Mrs. S. Vant ? Vant ? I vant to do same vot dot Irish voman do. I bin Frau Shultz, und I lif by dot stuck up O'Grady voman. She tink she do tings vat her neighbors can't do, — und mine man, he say, " You not let her come ahead of you." Everyting go fine und right for dot Irish voman. She lif by better house dan ve do. Her garten alvays grow right. She keep peegs. Huh ! Peegs is easy ! Ve oder vomens ve try to raise turkeys und geeses und dey is hard luck ! It is so vet down in dot hollow, und vet is bad for turkeys und little geeses. Oh, I had dp loveliest brood of little geeses ! But de 'old geese she die und dose little tings vas yust goin' to be kilt mit so much vet, so I take 'em und put 20 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 'em in a old vash-boiler, und by 'n by veil I go take de top off dot boiler, dose little geeses stretch up der necks und say — "quack, quack, quack ! " (she stretches her neck and throws back her head in imitation), dey vas yust so glad to see me. (All laugh. Katrina enters shyly.) Oh, I forget ! I bring mine niece, Katrina, mit me. She is more smarter dan dot Frau 0' Grady's girls ! She not been over from Holland long time. Alice. How interesting ! Eliz. Can she speak English, Mrs. Shultz ? Mrs. S. Ya ! She speak English. Her fader — he is mine brudder — he come over here und lif von while, und den he go back to Holland. Und a 'Merican lady vas been over dere, und she lif by Katrina' s house, und she go oud und paint pic- tures of de vindmills und de vater und de cows. Und she make Katrina stand in de picture sometime, und she teach Katrina speak English. Katrina, come sing for dem dot Eng- lish song vat you know about de little Dutch girl. (Dutch song or dance.) Mary. It's all right for you to be hanging around here, Tom Parker, but if you had any sense you'd just put on a bold face and go over there where you want to be. Tom. Wht> said that I didn't want to be here? Mary. Nobody had to say it. It's perfectly self-evident to anybody with half an eye that you have both eyes on Alice. Eliz. What's wrong between you and Alice, anyway ? Haven't seen you together for over a week. Mary. Mercy ! What a question ! Do you suppose they could tell if their lives depended on it what is the matter with them ? Probably quarreled for the fun of making up again. Better run along and do it now — (to Tom) we're busy. Tom. It takes two to break a quarrel just as well as to make one. Eliz. (reaching over and tapping him on the head). How thick is that anyway? Haven't you seen that Alice has had one eye fairly glued over here ever since you've been standing here talking ? (Harry comes up to booth.) Harry. Thay, Elithabeth. THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 11 Dick. Here the ith, Harry. Now, what do you want with Elithabeth ? Harry. Hang it all ! I with you felloth had thomething wrong with you, — maybe you'd thympathithe a little. Frank. Thympathithe a little ? Eliz. Now, you fellows stop ! You make Harry lisp. He doesn't always do it. Dick. Ah, the champion of the persecuted ! Char. Oh-ho ! the lady says he doesn't ! Well, he just does — always ! Harry. I don't, either, alwayth ! Frank. Well, when don't you, I'd like to know. Harry. I don't lithp when I'm not talking. Mrs. B. Did you say this is Mrs. Perkins's sunshine cake? (Examines it closely, smells and tastes it.~) She seems to have lost her knack of making it as she used to. Molly. I think it's good cake, ma. Give me another piece. Mrs. B. No, Molly, I'll give you some when we get home. Then I'll be sure it won't give you indigestion. Billy. Come, Uncle Noah, you want to have your fortune told. Noah. Eh ? Me? I guess my fortune is pretty well worked out. But I remember about sixty year ago when I had mine told by some gypsies. They was campin' under the willers down by the East bridge there — only there wa'n't any bridge then, — you had to ford the creek. An' they was a woman with 'em that told lots o' cur'ous things that come true. Told old Jeff Baker that they'd be a death in his fam'ly 'fore long, an' sure enough, the Jersey cow they'd had for fifteen year up an' died 'fore that month was gone. Told that the creek 'ud overflow an' do considerable damage the next spring, an' it did. Char. The creek has a sort of a habit of doing that every spring, hasn't it, Uncle Noah? Noah. Waal, I dunno but it has. F. T. Your hand is a very fortunate one, and your life on the whole will be happy and prosperous. Noah. I remember the other one said that. F. T. You seem to have lost several friends through death. Noah. Waal ! How did you know that? F. T. Your line of life is strong, and you will probably live to quite a good old age. Noah. I remember the other one said that, too. He-he- %1 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR he! the curiousest thing she told anybody was, — she told Sally Trippit they'd be a big party in the town hall within a few weeks. Waal, ev'rybody was a-watchin' ev'rybody else and wonderm' who was goin' to give a party so big they couldn't have it to home. 'Sposed they must be goin' t' ask ev'rybody that lived within twenty mile. Or thought maybe the young folks was plannin' a dance an' wanted all the room they was to chassey in. But ev'rybody pertested innocence, an' told ev'rybody else that they didn't know nothin' about it. Waal, 'bout three weeks after that, they was a big political pow- wow down in the town hall, an' when we all got there, we found that the chief speaker of the evenin' was big Ben Jack- son, from over in Walnut County. Bill weighed nigh unto three hunderd pounds, you know. He-he-he ! Guess that was a big party, all right ! An' they wa'n't no other kind in the town hall that winter, so Ben must a bin it. Mrs. Teller. Well, did you see the one that girl wore that was up at Mrs. Perkins's last week? Really it was as big as a wash-tub ; and it had peaches and plums on this side, and grapes and pomegranates over here, and up in front there was something that looked like a head of lettuce, — of course it may not have been, — but it looked like it. Mrs. Tawker. Well, I thought I'd have my new one very simple. Just faced with silk, and with some lace falling off the back, and some flowers on one side, and a plume on the other, and perhaps a little ribbon and a buckle. Mrs. Teller. Oh, that will be dear ! I'm so glad flounces have come back, aren't you? Oh, you can't drive them away for very long ! — and they set so lovely ! I've got a new plaid that I thought I'd have made with flounces - Mr. A. What do those two women find to talk about so much ? Mr. Drawl. Dun no ! They both seem to have a sort of a breakin' out around the mouth. (Mr. Deaver wanders down stage c.) Harry. Don't you want to have your forthune told, Mr. Deaver ? Mr. Deaver. Eh? What say? Harry. Don't you want to have your forthune told ? Mr. Deaver. Cold? No, I ain't got a cold, — ain't had none all summer, an' it's the first summer in years, too. THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 2$ Harry. Thummer ith a bad time for a cold, — hard to thake 'em off. Mr. Deaver. Cough ? No, thank goodness ! I ain't had a cough, either. Tell you Lem Decker's is a-gettin' pretty bad. If he don't get rid of it pretty quick he'll have to go to Arizona with the lungers. Harry. It'th a great country ! I'd like to go out wetht. Mr. Deaver. Without his vest ! That's it exactly ! Goin' 'round here in them shirt-waists ! A man ain't no business doin' it. It's all right to take his coat off if he gets overhet, an' go in his shirt-sleeves, but Lem ought to wear his vest more to pertect his chist,then he wouldn't have such a tarnal cough. Harry. Yeth, I thuppothe thoe. But I didn't thay cold in the firtht plathe. I athked you if you didn't want to have your forthune told by the gypthy. Mr. Deaver. Tipsy? Who? Where? Who'd dast to come to a entertainment tipsy? Harry. No, no, no ! — forthune ! — gypthy ! {Makes fran- tic gestures toward foi'tune-telling booth?) Oh, thith ith too thlrenuous for me ! {He rushes aiuay. Miss E. and her friends have returned. Miss O. approaches Miss E. with arms stiffly folded.} Miss O. I wonder, — would you answer a question if I was to ask you one ? Miss E. Why, probably, Miss Olden, if I could. Of course it depends somewhat on the question. Miss O. Well, I just wondered if you're one of them ac- tresses that goes prancin' all over the stage with short dresses on ! Miss E. Oh, no, not at all, Miss Olden. I play characters in dramas. Miss O. Well, I'm glad to know you ain't so long as you've come to our bazar. I never seen any of 'em but once. 'Twas when I visited the Reapers up in the city. Hal Reaper sug- gested one evenin' that we goto the oprey, — comic oprey, they called it, — an' in all innocence, — I went. Well ! most of the time the stage was full of girls, — as I say, with short skirts on, or no skirts at all, an' they kept dancin' around, an' swingin' their arras, an' singin* stuff that you couldn't make head or tail to. An' the leader of 'em was the worst one in the lot. She done more prancin' an' swingin' than any of 'em. Miss E. Oh, you mean the soubrette ! No, I'm not a 24 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR soubrette, though I do sometimes introduce a song into my part. Miss Thorn. It seems to me we would all appreciate such an introduction, right now. Miss E. Well, I don't mind. It's just as well to keep in practice, you know. (She sings , her friends acting as chorus.) Miss Thorn. How did you like the song, Mr. Deaver ? Mr. Deaver. Eh ? What say ? Miss Thorn. How did you like the song ? Mr. Deaver. Corn ? Oh, yes, yes ! Fine weather for corn. Ours is gettin' up nigh six feet tall. Miss Thorn. No, no ! The song, the song. How did you like the song, — song ? Mr. Deaver. Oh, I couldn't hear it very well. Ye see I'm jest a leetle deef, an' I can't hear songs an' speakin' pieces very easy. Of course I can hear ord'nary conversation all right, — like we're talkin' now. (Before this last speech is reached Miss Thorn, should be screaming at the top of her voice in her effort to make him understand.} Enter Mrs. Drawl with basket of provisions, which she gives to Mrs. O'G. and Mamie, who follow her. Mrs. O'G. Oh, now isn't that illigant ! Sure an' you're koind to the loikes of me. Bedad an' it's a feast we'll be havin' at our house for a week to come. Mrs. Dean (entering with basket, which she puts on table). I'll put this basket here for Mose, and send one of the boys out to find him. Tom (going up to Alice at candy booth). I want some candy. Alice. What kind ? Tom. The kind you made. Alice. How much ? Tom. I'll take all there is left. (Alice reaches under table and brings out an armful of boxes. Tom looks startled, — then laughs') How does it happen that so much of yours is left? Alice. I thought — Dick said — I hoped — maybe you'd want to buy some of it. THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 25 (Tom laughs, and they eat candy together.') Mr. Drawl {climbing on a chair). Now it seems the ladies have provided more stuff for this occasion than we've been able to get rid of. They seem to have a habit of doin' that. Say, you people out there, come in here. {Motions people in from the wings both sides of stage.) I'm sure I done my duty an' I seen Parker an' Allen there layin' in for all they was worth, an' I wonder that some of these young fellows ain't busted, but still there's a lot of fine cakes an' pies an' bread left, an' I guess some of the fancy fixin's, too. An' so they thought maybe we might sort of auction 'em off. You see every dollar is goin' to help toward this new carpet the ladies are tryin' to buy for the church. Here, Dick, you come an' take charge of this job. I'll never get through. Dick. No, — go ahead, Mr. Drawl, You'll get through by Christmas. Mr. Drawl. Yes, just about that time; an' meanwhile everybody in town 'ud be gettin' pneumonia an' chillblains be- cause we hadn't no carpet down. Dick. All right. (Steps on chair.) Right this way, ladies and gentlemen. Auction of the general left-overs of the Sum- merville Bazar. Step up, step up, step up, and view the re- mains. Now is the time to look around and decide upon the article or articles you wish to buy and be ready to bid on them when they are put up. Remember that Christmas is coming next winter, — remember all the birthday presents you have to buy during the year, — remember the children are crying for bread and you have to provide it; and if you haven't a crust of bread for them, — why, you'll have to give them cake. And then remember that this is your chance to get all these things , " sheap, sheap, sheap." Ah, here's a mighty fine-looking cake. Just gaze on that now, — did you ever see anything so tempting? I'll bet that's some of the food of the gods of Olympus, — and they've let it fall to earth by mistake. Now what am I bid for this? {Bidding begins.) Ten cents is bid. Fifteen — twenty — twenty is bid — who'll raise it ? Twenty-five — who'll raise twenty-five ? Only twenty-five cents. Raise it ! Raise it ! Why, twenty-five cents is an insult to a cake like that ! I'd give more than twenty-five cents just to have it for a paper weight — I beg your pardon. {Laughs.) Who'll raise it? Who'll raise it ? Going at twenty-five — going at — thirty ! Thirty is bid. Who'll — thirty-five? There's a man that 26 TttE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR knows the real thing when he sees it. Going at thirty- five- going — going — gone ! to Mr. Parker for thirty-five cents. Now there's a man who doesn't intend to let his wife and chil- dren starve for the meagre, bare necessities of life. {Looks at Alice and Tom.) Seems to be a sweet tooth in the family ! Now I have a fine large, ripe tomato. {One of the girls whispers to him.) Oh, I beg your pardon ! The lady says it's a pin-cushion. Anyway it is full grown and dead ripe and right in season. You can't always get such perfect vegetables as that. Now what am I bid? {A bid of five cents is made.) —Five cents? Five cents? Why the person that made that bid ought to be ashamed. I should think that if you want something for nothing you'd go out in your own garden and pick a fresh tomato and stick pins in that. Now who'll make a bid that won't bring tears to the eyes of a tomato, — I mean, potato. Etc., etc., etc. Now that is the last article and the end of the Summerville Bazar. {End with a song with all on stage. The bidding ca?i be turned to the audience, and a real auction carried on as a finale.) New Plays RED ACRE FARM A Rural Comedy Drama in Three Acts By Gordan V. May Author of '" Bar Haven ," "At Random Run," etc. Seven males, five females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, one interior? one exterior. Plays two hours. An easy and entertaining play with a well-balanced cast of characters. The story is strong and sympathetic and the comedy element varied and amusing. Barnaby Strutt is a great part for a good comedian ; " Junior " a close second. Strongly recommended. Price, 25 cents CHARACTERS Josiah Armstrong, the owner of Red Acre Farm. Colonel Barnaby Strutt, "Crawling Codwollopers," Jonah Jones, a farm helper. Squire Harcourt, who holds a mortgage. Harry Harcourt, his profligate son. Dick Randall, who seeks his fortune. Tom Busby, a traveling merchant. Amanda Armstrong, Josians wife. Nellie Armstrong, driven from home. Laura Armstrong, a poor, weak sinner. Mrs. Barnaby Strutt, the Colonel's wife. *' Junior," adopted daughter of the Strulls. SYNOPSIS Act I. — Living-room of Armstrong's home. Spring. Act II. — Garden in front of Armstrong's home. Summer. Act III.— Same as Act I. Winter. THE SPEED LIMIT A Sketch in Two Scenes By Ernest M. Gould Five males. Costumes, modern ; scenery, unnecessary. Plays twenty minutes. A good-natured and effective skit on automobiling, very funny and very easy to get up. It requires no scenery or stage, but can be done on a platform just as well. Its fun is extravagant, but it is otherwise suited for school performance. Price, ij cents " WILLIAM " A Farce in One Act By W. C. 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Admirably suited for amateur performance, all the parts being good. Godfrey is an admirable heavy part, Joel, Lem and Simon capital character parts, Mis' Hazey a novel eccentric bit, and Oleander a part of screaming comedy. Plays two hours and a quarter. Price, 25 cents DOWN IN' MAINE A Drama in Four Acts By Charles Townsend Eight male, four female characters. This charming play is Mr. Townsend's masterpiece. There are no villains, no " heroics," no tangled plot nor sentimental love-scenes ; yet the climaxes are strong, the action brisk, and the humor genial, and the characters strongly drawn. Can be played in any hall ; scenery, of the easiest sort. No shifting during any act. Properties, few and simple ; costumes modern. Plays a full evening. Strongly recommended. Price, 25 cents BAR HAVEN A Comedy in Three Acts By Gordan V. May Six males, five females. Costumes modern ; scenery, two interiors and an exterior, not difficult. Plays two hours. An excellent piece, cleverly mingling a strongly serious interest with abundant humor. Offers a great variety of good parts of nearly equal opportunity. Admirably suited for amateur performance, and strongly recommended. Price, 2$ cents New Plays MR. EASYMAN'S NIECE A Farcical Comedy in Four Acts By Belle Marshall Locke Six males, four females. Costumes modern ; scenery, two interiors and one easy exterior that may be played indoors if desired. Plays a full even' ing. A clever and vivacious play, full of fun and action. Mr. Easyman's fad of spiritualism leads him into a difficulty that is a source of endless amusement to the audience. Irish and old maid comedy parts. Can b« recommended. Price, 25 cents CHARACTERS Mr. Stephen Easyman, a wealthy Mr. Sharpe, a detective, broker. Miss Judith Carroll, a maidei Mr. Carew Carlton, his nephew. aunt. Mr. Tom Ashleigh. Mrs. Easyman, ) her Jackson, a servant. Miss Bessie Carroll, j nieces. Michael Flynn. Desdemona, the ghost, A PAIR OF BURGLARS By Byron P. Glenn Two males, two females. One act. Costumes modern ; scenery, an easy interior. Plays half an hour. A brisk little curtain raiser of the " vaudeville " type, moving all the time. Easy and effective ; all the parts young people and well-dressed. Strongly recommended. Price, if cents DANE'S DRESS-SUIT CASE By Robert C. V, Meyers Two males, one female. One act. Costumes modern ; scene, an easy interior. Plays fifteen minutes. An excellent short play to fill out a bili or to fill in an intermission. All action and lots of fun. All parts young and well-dressed. frice, 1$ cents New College Plays THE COLLEGE BALL A Comedy in Four Acts By Harry O. Osgood Seven males, five females. Costumes modern ; scenery, three interiors. Plays two hours and a half. Written expressly for school and college per- formance, and strongly recommended for this purpose. Easy to stage, all the parts good, plot of strong and sympathetic interest, lots of good and characteristic incident — in short, just what is asked for for this purpose. A sure success. Price, 25 cents CHARACTERS Tom Bradford \ o . Kitty Peters, his daughter. Dick Adams J ' Frances Wing. Henry Carter \ Eleanor Bradford, Tom's aunt. Phil Patten j- Juniors. Sally Prentiss. George Ropes j A Maid. Professor Peters. A Waiter. TWO STRIKES A Baseball Comedy in Two Acts By Thacher Howland Guild Six males, one female. Costumes modern; scenery, two interiors. Plays an hour and a quarter. Originally produced by The Mask and Bauble Society of The University of Illinois, and highly recommended for similar uses. Very easy to produce, all the parts of nearly equal opportunity, dramatic interest unusually strong ; an unusually well written piece with excellent character drawing. Can be relied upon to please. Royalty of $5.00 for each performance payable to the author. Price, 25 cents CHARACTERS Dean Thomas, Dean of under- Phil Hodge, a senior. graduates. Cap. Fosdick, of the team. Artie, his student office-boy. Eben Spaulding, Lari s uncle. Lan Spaulding, of the baseball Helen Hodge, Phil's sister. t£CL7?Z AN EQUAL CHANCE A Sketch in One Act Two male characters. Scenery unimportant ; modern costumes. Plays twenty minutes. A bright little rapid fire piece for two light comedy men. Light but keenly and continuously amusing. Just the thing to have ready for extemporaneous performance, since it requires neither scenery nor properties, and can be done in any costume. Price, 1$ cents. Popular Plays THE COUNTRY MINISTER A Comedy Drama in Five Acts By Arthur Lewis Tubbs Eight males, five females. Costumes, modern ; scenery not difficult. Plays a full evening. A very sympathetic piece, of powerful dramatic in- terest ; strong and varied comedy relieves the serious plot. Ralph Un- derwood, the minister, is a great part, and Roxy a strong soubrette ; all parts are good and full of opportunity. Clean, bright and strongly recom- mended. Price, 25 cents THE TEASER A Rural Comedy in Three Acts By Charles S. Allen Four male, three female characters. Scene, an easy interior, the same for all three acts ; costumes, modern. Plays an hour and a half. An ad- mirable play for amateurs, very easy to get up, and very effective. Uraliah Higgins, a country postman, and Drusilla Todd are capital comedy parts, introducing songs or specialties, if desired. Plenty of incidental fun. Price, 25 cents THE HERO OF THE GRIDIRON A College Comedy in Five Acts By Estelle Cook Nine male, four, female characters and supernumeraries. Costumes, modem ; scenery, easy interiors and exteriors, not essential. Plays about t-wo hours. A successful farce suited to co-educational and other colleges ; very easy and remarkably effective in performance. Can be played only on payment of a royalty of $5 .00 for each performance to the author. Price, 25 cents MOSE A Comedy in Three Acts By C. W. Miles Eleven males, ten females. Scenery, two interiors ; costumes, modern. Plays an hour and a half. A lively college farce, full of the true college spirit. Its castas large, but many of the parts are small and incidental. Introduces a good deal of singing, which will serve to lengthen the per- formance. The inevitable football is an element of its story, but its strongest dramatic interest does not depend upon this. Recommended highly for co-educational colleges. Price, 75 cents Sent, post-paid ', on receipt of price, by BAKER, 5 Hamilton Place, Boston, Mass, New Plays and Entertainments MISS FEARLESS & CO. A Comedy in Three Acts By Belle Marshall Locke Ten females. Scenery, two interiors; costumes modern. Plays a full evening. A bright and interesting play full of action and incident. Can be strongly recommended. All the parts are good. Sarah jane Lovejoy, Katie O'Connor and Euphemia Addison are admirable character parts, and Miss Alias and Miss Alibi, the " silent sisters," offer a side-splitting novelty. Price t 25 cents MRS. BRIGGS OF THE POULTRY YARD A Comedy in Three Acts By Evelyn Gray Whiting Four males, seven females. Scene, an interior; costumes modern. A domestic comedy looking steadfastly at the " bright side " of human affairs. Mrs. Briggs is an admirable part, full of original humor and quaint sayings, and all the characters are full of opportunity. Simply but effectively constructed, and written with great humor. Plays two hours. Price, 25 cents SCENES IN THE UNION DEPOT A Humorous Entertainment in One Scene By Laura M. Parsons Twenty-four males, eighteen females and eight children, but can be played by less if desired. Scenery unimportant ; costumes modern. Full of humorous points and chances to introduce local hits. Plays from an hour up, according to specialties introduced. Price, 2J cents A MODERN SEWING SOCIETY An Entertainment in One Scene By O. W. Gleason Fourteen females. Costumes modern ; no scenery required. May be easily presented on a bare platform. Plays forty-five minutes. A hu« morous picture of this much-abused institution, briskly and vivaciously written and full of " points." Its characters offer a wide variety of op* portunity for local hits and satire of local characters and institutions. Price, is cents One copy del. to Cat. Div. Ll,,. kl 1910 Hr & W. $tnero's $rice, 50 €mt$ <£arij THE MAGISTRATE Farce in TixTee Acts - Twelve males, four females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, all interior. Plays two hours and a half. THE NOTORIOUS MRS. EBBSMITH ?.'?»" , in JT A f Ei^; 1 • males, five females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, all interiors PL ys a full evening. THF PROFI IfiATF I >la y mFcmr ' A - G