Y6 &* ■/& * 1* The Book of Words of the Pageant And Masque Of Freedom By George M. P. Baird 1 ■■■■■ ■ PAGEANT s-^C- &MASpUEJi. Forbes Fiell KS m *?* chin?, ^my BE Centennial X? PITTSBUI(GH ■ ■■ ■■ ■ Published by the Authority of the Pittsburgh Charter Centennial Committee Copyright 1916 by George M. P. Baird Fl&f Dedication THIS BOOK OF WORDS IS DEDICATED TO THE FOREMOST EXPONENT OF PAGEANTRY IN AMERICA, Thomas Wood Stevens. C1A532441 AUG -5 1919 Introductory Note THERE are many grounds upon ivhich Pittsburgh is entitled to claim the prominence of an historical pageant in celebrating her past achievements. In the first place the territory that we now call Pittsburgh was the principal theatre of the great conflict between England and France for the mastery of, the New World. Then, again, George Washington was really the first Pitts- burgher, for it was he who chose this city as the location for a fort commanding the three rivers ivhich have their con- fluence here, rather than a spot further down the Ohio which was recommended to him by other military advisors. It is my understanding that the principal idea under- lying such an historical pageant is to impress upon the mind of the present generation a graphic representation of the hardships encountered by those men and women who had the courage to leave older and more comfortable settle- ments and brook the dangers ivhich surrounded their lives when they established new Iwmes with larger possibilities of life in the heart of an almost trackless wilderness. The pioneers, both men and women, who dared to push inward from the sea coast, and thus conquer a whole continent for civilization, are the real heroes of the world, and as tlie story of their hardships and perils is unfolded in the dra- matic production which has been prepared for this oc- casion, I am sure we will find our hearts quickening and our spirits leaping within us. I am sure, also, that we shall find ourselves inspired with a new resolution to maintain for ourselves and our posterity the precious heritage, which those pioneers have given to us, of liberty, law, justice, and public order. SAMUEL HARDEN CHURCH Foreword The Purpose The purpose of the Pageant is to engender a united civic spirit through the medium of a community effort to realize a common social heritage. Historic Treatment The effort has been to interpret the great social and spiritual forces which have made and ichich promise to make for freedom in Pittsburgh; hence the historic events have been treated suggestively rather than realistically. The Stage The stage for the Pageant and Masque of Freedom is divided into three ramps of graduated height. The highest is the LOGEION, where symbolic representor tions are made; the second, or PROLOGEION, is reserved for histoncal episodes, and the third, or ORCHESTRA, is employed for dances and group scenes. The space between the Orchestra and the auditorium is knoum as the FOREFIELD. Entrances and Departures of performers are indicated according to points of the compass, and have the following values from the point of view of the audience: North — from the rear of the Logeion toward the auditorium. South — from beneath the auditorium and toward the stage. East — right of stage. West — left of stage. The Action The entire action of the Pageant is by Pantomime, the words of the book being spoken by concealed readers placed near the audience or sung by a massed chorus. G. M. P. B. University of Pittsburgh, Oct. 1, 1916. THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM PRELUDE. The whirling fire-ball of a bomb climbs swiftly through the growing darkness and, bursting, gems the night with darting stars. Then silence, broken by the music of a voice. The Soul of Pageantry. The winged ball of fire Which sped in twinkling flight Higher and ever higher Until it filled the night With stars — was as a sign And symbol of desire, Pent in a people's heart Until the flame of Art And stirrings half-divine Kindle each inert part To flood the world with light. A fanfare of trumpets, commanding and strepitant, sounds out in summons. The Soul of Pageantry. The clarion tongues of trumpets ringing, With clangorous summons, call the years; Out from the shadows, up from the deeps, Where Memory muses and Legend sleeps; Reborn, a centuried host appears And answers them with singing. The trumpets sound again, and a group of fifty dancing maidens in white classic draperies, enters from the right and, skirting the Auditorium, meets a similar group which has entered from the left. Singing, they move toward the Orchestra, wjiere they form a choragic tableau. PROCESSIONAL OF THE YEARS. (Dancers and Chorus.) O trumpets, obeying Your summons of song, That brooks no delaying, Resurgent we throng. From silent dominions, Time-shadowed and vast, On Memory's pinions We rise from the past. We bear man a treasure From eras gone by, A faith beyond measure, A soul-purpose high, A dauntless endeavor The will to be free — His birthright forever By Heaven's decree. THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM We pass, but our story Shall never depart: The bruit of its glory Shall gladden the heart Of each generation's New-called pioneers, With fresh aspirations Through conquering years. O trumpets, obeying Your summons of song, That brooks no delaying, Resurgent, we throng. From silent dominions, Time-shadowed and vast, On Memory's pinions We rise from the past. The dancers retire to right and left of the stage. The band of colored light which has illuminated their progress is extinguished, and the Voice is again heard. The Soul of Pageantry. I am the soul of Pageantry; Unseen, I weave, with cunning spell, Time's pictured tapestries to tell Past glories and the dreamed To-be: Mine is a wand of wizardry, Seraph and saint my word obey, Kings, captains and the commoner clay Hasten across the years to me. Now from the boundless realms of space — Where, on their throned spheres, the Seven Archangels sit to sentry Heaven — I summon one whose radiant face Turns ever earthward, Uriel ! he Who champions mortals, in whose breast Flames the high passion of man's quest, Whose lips are charged with prophecy. (Calling) Uriel !— Uriel !— Uriel. Chorus (intoning) Uriel !— Uriel .'—Uriel ! A beam of white light from the sky touches the Logeion and vanishes. At its point of juncture with the earth, his wings flaming with golden light against the gloom, Uriel, the Angel of Man's Quest, appears and points heaven- ward with his blazing arroic. In his left hand he bears a flag blazoned with Indian totem symbols. Uriel. Of man I prophesy. He the slow-molded through innumerable years, In the image of Omnipotence, Heir of the universe, dowered with sorrow and laughter; Joying, suffering, toiling, striving, Dying and living again forever, Ooze of the sea made flesh, 3 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE Of FREEDOM Mortal becoming immortal. Man serf to all things, Slave to his fellows, Thrall to his own soul; Warring, perishing, conquered and conquering, Breaking the world to his bridle, Taming the powers of the earth And the will of the arrogant oceans; Rebel, destroyer, builder, dreamer, master: — Of him I prophesy. Firm in the new world, Strong by the work of his hands. By the faith of his heart and the vision of his brain He shall weld the folk-stuff of the earth — Pilgrims and wanderers, Fighters and fugitives, Alien, discordant, adventurous, obdurate — Into one people, Into a nation. Deserts shall bloom; Temples and towns arise; The wilderness pass with his coming; The womb of the world bare riches, And the seas be vexed with his prows. He shall be bound to toil And win him a wage in battle, Battle with the elements and with himself; Bigotry, ignorance, want, Inj ustice, oppression, delusion : — These he shall meet; These he shall vanquish. By the fires of his spirit The dross shall be purged from the metal of truth. Peace and abundance, Beauty and the enfranchisement of soul: — These shall be his, Aye, and his seed's forever, When shall be 'stablished The glorious vision of Freedom. Heralded by trumpets, the Spirit of Freedom, a white-draped female figure, shines aitt high and radiant against the evening sky. Uriel points toward her and speaks. Uriel. O Spirit of Freedom, daughter of God, Fairer than the star-throned ones. Higher than seraphim, I, Uriel, Angel of Man's Que^t. Lift hands in prayer to thee. For man, I pray. Let thy face shine upon him, Let thy sword flame to guard him, Let thy light burn to guide him, Let thy love comfort him, Thy soul enfranchise him, Forever and forever and forever. 3 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM The Spirit of Freedom. From the Beginning I am; 'Til the last sphere darken to cinder I will not fail. Here in the wilderness, In the land of the laureled hills, Kindles mine altar. Where the north flood leagues with the south, At the place of the mingling rivers Build I a city. There wells my fountain of promise; Who so drinks of its waters Knoweth me ever. There at my sacred fire A torch shall flame and a beacon Guiding the nations. In the center of the Logeion, but lower than the positions occupied by Uriel and the Spirit of Freedom, appears the Tableau of the Three Rivers: — two Indian maidens, Allegheny and Monongahela, pouring the water from their jars into the great boicl of an Indian medicine-man, Ohio. The sacred fire, symbolic of oil, gas and coal, blazes out of the earth at their feet. A soft blue light reveals the dim outlines of the pillared Logeion, and the dark pines of the Skene". Wun-n6-gin*, a young Indian chief, approaches the fountain from the left. As he stoops and drinks, his feathered head-dress be- comes illuminated. He lifts his arms toward Freedom, after the rite of sun- worship. She points to the sacred fire, and in obedience he kindles a torch and hfolds it aloft. The Spirit of Freedom. Thou who art first to find The mingled and mystical waters, Drink and be free. Red from its brazer rock Dances the magical fire; Kindle thy torch ! Carry its light to thy people, Husband its flame 'til thou findest Bearer more worthy. Passing from hand unto hand, Down the dark years of Becoming, It shall go onward. The figures vanish, and the colored vapors of the steamcurtain hide the darkened scene. *The Good One. THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM INTERLUDE I. To the dancing-orchestra comes a band of fifty women, bearing flambeaux tipped with flames of amber, ruby, sapphire, crystal and emerald. They dance rhythmically the prophetic dance of torches, to symbolize the coming growth of light. On their departure, a concealed chorus begins to sing. THE SONG OF THE NEW WORLD. Chobtts. Up the gray steeps of gravid deeps, Mid flux of fire and shock, Shouldering skyward, vast and slow, The heaving bulk of the tortured rock Clomb from the womb of travelled earth Aeons ago when Manito Ordained a new world's birth. N'ogh amun quot Kesuck' Quotty an attam unatch K'wesu onk peantam.* Sunshine and rain on height and plain, Wrought out His mysteries — Sowing the grass of the prairie land, Crowning the hills with trees — Bison and beaver, deer and bear, Came from His hand; at His command The first wings beat the air. N'ogh amun quot Kesuck' Quotty an attam unatch K'wesu onk peantam.* Stooped Manito, where a river's flow Lapped red the yielding clay; And fashioned Him man to be friend and heir 'Til the stars be burned away. Creature and herb and earth-locked store He 'stablished there for the tribes to share 'Til time shall be no more. N'ogh amun quot Kesuck' Quotty an attam unatch K'wesu onk peantam.* PERIOD A. Episode I. The scene represents an Indian encampment near the confluence of the rivers. The natives are engaged in arrow-making , hide dressing, corn grinding, cooking *Note — Indian chant chorus {Mohegan). Literal translation — "Father, our the Sky at, let holy be thy name, we pray." Scansion — s/ Is /Us V sls/l/sl/sl sls/l/sls 5 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM and bead work. A group of men and boys is engaged in the game of PHgasaing (bowl and counters), while another sits attentively at the feet of an ancient story-teller. Squaws with jars of water or bundles of firewood, eorn planters with arms full of yellow maize and game-laden hunters from the forest enter from time to time. A ceremonial medicine-dance is performed. Wun-ne'-g-'m enters and by gestures tells of his vision, but is answered with scorn and laughter. The Soul of Pageaktey. To his people, darkly dwelling In the bonds of superstition, Fear of spirits, awe of fetish, Lo, there comes Wun-n6-gin telling Of his vision and his mission, Of the torch to light the nation, Of the joys that follow after; But they lift incredulous laughter, Mock his crazy exaltation, Call him braggart, boaster, dreamer, Call him rebel, meddler, schemer. Episode II. TJie trumpet sounds, and the Spirit of Freedom shines out against the night. Wan-ne-gin points to her, and the attitude of the people changes from one of mock- cry to one of awe. Involuntarily they raise their hands and eyes toward Freedom. An aged medicine man, Ap-po^joow,% outraged at this desertion of the old yods, turns his back upon the tribe and, gazing downward and eastward, discerns a small company of strangers approaching. These prove to be Christopher Gist, the English trader, and his seven companions, two of whom are native guides. The medicine man points toward them and shouts. Ap-po-wow. Shoo ! Ho-wa-ni-gus ! Shoo ! Ho-wa-nf-gus !| The Sotri- of Pageaxtey. Radiant as the moon of Autumn, Freedom rises, arms extended; Now the mood of scorn is ended, Brave and maiden stand in wonder, Only Ap-po-wow, the wizard — Faithful to ma-nit-te-o-wog***, Faithful to the gods of thunder — Turns away, and, looking eastward, Sees the paleface in the valley; Ever fickle, ever changing, To his call the people rally, Scenting battle, fearing dangers, Seize their weapons, aim their arrows — Cau-qu-ot-ash* — at the strangers. §"Priest, or medicine-man." f'Lookl the English!" ***"Tft'e ancient gods." * Cau-qu-o t-ash — arrows. THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Episode II. The Spirit of Freedom vanishes, and the worshippers, turning, seize their weapons. Oist makes signs of peace. They welcome him. A council circle is formed, and the cahimet,** is passed from mouth to mouth. Wnn^n4-gin de- livers his torch to Oist. The Spirit of Freedom appears for an instant, but vanishes when a great shout sounds from the forest. Episode III. Voices of French Soldiers (shouting) Vive le Roi ! Vive le Roi ! a bas l'Anglaise et vive la France ! Out of the North comes Captain Celoron de Bienville, Knight of the Order of St. Louis, accompanied by Captain M. de Contreeoeur and a Jesuit father, and fol- lowed by a band composed of Royal French troops, Canadian voyageurs, and Indians, officered by subalterns and gentlemen cadets. Ap-pcHwow advances to meet them, and presents two wainpumt belts to Celeron, who reciprocates with three belts of wampum, in token of his royal master's liberality, and extols in pantomime the power and glory of France. Ap-po-wow and many of Ms people kneel before the Banner of Lilies. Celoron points threateningly toward the English traders, and they are driven of by the soldiers. Soldiers (sliouting) A bas l'Anglaise et vive la France! The Torch of Truth is trampled out. Wun-ni-gin siezes the cliarred brand and, followed^ by a few of his fellows, withdraws to the Logeion, where he rekindles it at the magic fire. The French erect a rough wooden cross, to which they affix the Banner of Lilies and the royal arms of Louis. Leaden claim-plates are ceremoniously buried, and the victorious Gauls move westward, leaving a small garrison force under the command of Captain M. de Contreeoeur. The Socx of Pageantry. As in the Tale of Merlin, Erir's towers Were broken by joined dragons at their base, So peace is shattered in the wilderness By two great armdd powers that war to win A world for empery. Out of the north Comes Celoron, the flag of lilies floating Proudly before, and where its shadow falls Claims France her mastery. With winning words, Promise of pelf and power, flattery, And trinket bribe, the forest folk are won To league with Louis*, and white Albion'sf son- Are driven southward. Now the Torch of Truth Is trampled out, as Truth is ever trod Beneath the murderous heel of bloody Mars. Episode IV. George Washington and Christopher Gist, carrying old time surveyors' in- struments, enter from the south. They pause, from time to time, to make ** Peace pipe. tWampum — Indian currency, made of river pearl and known as "water money." *Louis — pronounced "Looey". ■]A Ibion — England. THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM observations. On their arrival at the Indian encampment, Contrecoeur orders them to depart. They appeal to the natives, who reject their advances and gather under the Banner of Lilies. The Soul of Pageantry. When Israel, the oppressed, cried out to God; "Send Thou a captain, lest thy people fall Beneath Philistia's scourge", from Jesse's house He called an humble sheep-cote to be king; Now, like another David, comes a youth — Born of the glebe by wide Potomac's flood — To lead the Lord's new-chosen ones and rear A million-monarched Kingdom of the West Among these laureled hills. Hail, Washington! To thy strong hand the Torch of Truth is given. Wun-ne'-gin, descending from the Logeion, gives the new-kindled Torch of Truth to Washington. High up against the sky, Uriel appears, the cross-linked flag of Britain in his hand, and the Spirit of Freedom shines out once more. Spirit or Freedom. Son of the New World, Heaven ordains thee Freedom's defender. Into thy keeping Truth's torch is given; Carry it onward. By its refulgence Lighted and guided, Build thou a nation. Washington holds the torch on high. Tableau. Darkness. INTERLUDE II. To the sound of battle drums and barbaric music, a company of Indians enters the Orchestra and performs a war-dance, symbolic of coming conflict. PERIOD B. THE WARS. Episode 1. (Sept. 14, 1758) On the Prologeion rises the rude stockade of Fort Duquesne, with the flag of France waving above it. The gates are open, and the French soldiers with their Indian allies are idling about or engaged in games of chance. Captain M. Dumas, the commandant, accompanied by two of his subalterns, is inspecting his log redoubt with evident disgust* *Dumas once said that Fort Duquesne was "fit only to dishonor the officer to whom its defence was entrusted." 8 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM The Soul of ^Pageantry. Lo, where the peaceful rivers meet and merge, Rise the dark, timbered ramparts of Duquesne — The farthest flung encroachments of the Gaul — Captained by brave Dumas, whose meager troop Must hold the bloody borderland for France, Against the British arms that, even now, Are close at hand. A messenger appears, Half-spent with haste, to bid the French prepare Against the Highlanders of Major Grant, Whose skirling pibroch echoes through the hills. An Indian scout enters, running, from the southeast, and points excitedly in the direction from which he has come. The French and Indians hurry into the stockade and close the gates. The martial sound of pipes is heard, and the Highlanders and Virginians under Major Grant enter at the double and attack the fort. Their fire is returned, and as they approach the defenders make a- sally. The British are dispersed, and Grant, with a few of his men, is made prisoner and taken inside the redoubt. The stage lights are dimmed for a moment, and come up again to indicate the passing of seventy-one days. Episode 2. (Nov. 24, 1758) Fort Duquesne, with a greatly diminished garrison. A mounted officer gallops up to the fort and presents a paper to the commandant. Consternation follows. The troops are marched out, torches are applied to th estockade and, as it bursts into flame, the garrison moves westward at the double, and is lost to view. The Soul of Pageantry. The lilies droop and wither, No more their might avails. The power of France is broken, And down the forest trails The hordes of Britain hasten Against their ancient foes; The lily banner pales before The red flag of the rose. The British bugles sound in the east, and the army of King George, com- manded by Forbes and Washington, marches to the fort. The rose red flag is unfurled above the ruin, and Washington salutes it with the Torch of Truth which he carries. Darkness. INTERLUDE III. A merry crowd of early settlers invades the orchestra and performs a series of English folk dances: a Morrice Dance, a Contra Dance and a Sword Dance. This interlude is intended to suggest the birth of a social and community spirit in the new settlement. 9 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Episode 3. (1775-9) The Voice of Pageaktry. From the bounds of the south sylvanias Where weakens Phillip's hand, To the pole where the cold north-fires dance Their wavering saraband, The rose-flag of linked crosses Floats over British land. The west-born sons of Britain Treasure and blood have spent, To wrest from Indian and Frank The sunset continent; But they who won the spoil for her She counts but recrement. The strokes of a tyrannous scepter Weld thirteen folk in one; The Eagle of the Wilderness, Unshackled, seeks the sun. The voice of Freedom speaks above The roar of Lexington. Here by the merging rivers, Where fell the sword of France, The power of thankless Britain quails Before her children's glance. Here, at Fort Pitt, leaps Liberty To lead a new advance. The lights come up, revealing Fort Pitt under the command of Captain John Neville, who is discovered addressing an excited crowd of townspeople. Shouts of: "Down with King George! Tyrant! Hurrah for Lexington!" A citizen elbows his way toward Neville and reads a resolution. Cries of: "Good! Stand by Massachusetts! Stand by Virginia! Resist the crown!" Neville puts the motion, and there is a great chorus of "Aye!" The scene is darkened for a moment to signalize the lapse of several months, and the voice of a reader is heard. The Reader. "When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bonds which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature's God entitle them, a decent respect for the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation. We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness; that, to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed; that whenever any form of government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or abolish it, and to institute a new government, laying its foundation on such principles, and organizing its powers in such form as to them shall seem most likely to etfect their safety and happiness." 10 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM The returning light shows a street croicd of townspeople and soldiers. A\ drum is beaten, and the soldiers fall into column. The fifes strike up Yankee Doodle, and the troops march to Fort Pitt. The British flag is hauled down and the Colonial flag of Pennsylvania is raised in its stead. The column turns and moves eastward to join the Continental Armies. The Spirit of America — a red-robed woman in a Phrygian cap — the Spirit of Freedom, and Uriel appear, the latter tcith the first American flag of thirteen stars and thirteen stripes. America, kneeling, is crowned with a fhaplet of laurel by the Spirit of Freedom and receives from Uriel the Flag of Circled Stars. Spirit of Freedom. Hail thou, America, Summoned of Heaven, Servant of man. Thus, with my laurels, Strong one, I crown thee; Keep thou my faith. Let net ambition's Dream of dominion Alter thy way. Lustings for treasure, Arrogance, boastings Bar from thy heart. Thou art a priestess, Fire anointed, Sacred to Freedom. Man shall look unto thee, Trusting thy virtue ; Fail not his trust. Ukiel. Into thy hand, O Daughter of the West. I give the banner of the Circled Stars, Fashioned of sapphire night, Striped with the crimson and the white of dawa. It is a symbol, Strong as thy strength, Weak as thy weakness, Mighty or impotent even as thou; It has no magic save that which thou give>t: Take it and make it a banner of destiny. Ensign of man's advance, God's earthly orifiame. Stainless forever. 11 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Under its folds Thou shalt gather the wooers of Freedom, Toilers and singers, Builders and prophets, Doers and dreamers; It shall grow bright with their love, They shall 'broider its heaven with stars. Comes one to aid thee, Armored and puissant, Born of the forest, Born of the fires; And in due season, Under thy banner, Bright, at the try sting place of the rivers, He shall rear high The City of Freedom. Darkness. INTERLUDE IV. A processional typifying the great movement of western emigration enters and skirts the auditorium. It is lead by a mounted man who carries the Torch of Truth. Single adventurers, and pioneer families mounted, in Conestoga wagons or afoot, with their horses, oxen, domestic cattle, dogs and sheep, make up the group. As they pass the concealed chorus sings. Chorus. THE MARCH OF THE PIONEERS. We have said farewell to the 'stablished things, And the lies of a tyrannous age; We have mocked the wrath of the little kings And the love of lands that bore us; We have tasted the bread of high emprise And the wine of wanderings; We have claimed the West for our heritage, A new world lies before us. Westward ho! O Pioneers, Westward ho! westward ho! Heralds of the better years, Fugitives of shadow. In the sunset's flaming rose Freedom's guiding fire glows. Westward ho! O pioneers, There lies Eldorado. We have slipped the yoke of our ancient thrall, We have done with the moldering creeds; We have heard God's word, like a trumpet call, In summons over the seas. We have dreamed the dream of a promised land And rights primordial, We are come to fashion, by faith and deeds, Man's mightier destinies. 12 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Westward ho! Pioneers, Westward ho ! westward ho ! Heralds of the better years, Fugitives of shadow. In the sunset's flaming rose Freedom's guiding fire glows. Westward ho ! O pioneers, There lies Eldorado. We have staked our bodies for spirit prize, Heart's peace, and the joys of home. On our far flung trail new cities rise, And the wastes are yellowed with grain. In our venturous wake, on river and lake, A hurrying commerce plies, And the herds of myriad cattle roam In the coyote's lost domain. Westward ho! O Pioneers, Westward ho ! westward ho ! Heralds of the better years, Fugitives of shadow. In the sunset's flaming rose Freedom's guiding fire glows. Westward ho! O pioneers, There lies Eldorado. PERIOD C. THE YOUNG CITY. The Soul of Pageaxtry. Now dawns our city's century of wonder, Our folk increase, our hope-born work is growing, The swaddling husks of time are burst asunder, First fruitage crowns the parlous years of sowing. Episode I. (1816) The dissolving vapor curtain reveals a group of citizens. Led by James- Boss, the gentlemen composing the first city government under the newly granted charter enter in a body. The Soul of Pageantry. Behold the men, who by free vote were chosen Under the Charter, for our governance; Discreet in counsel, diligent in business, And worthy of all honor: I, Pageantry, retell their names; mark well, And write them in the book of memory. In Select Council: James Ross, President; James Riddle, Clerk; James Irwin, Samuel Douglass, William Lecky, John Rosebergh, Richard Geary, Mark Stack- house, William Hays, Dr. George Stevenson. 13 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM In Common Council: William Wilkins, President; Silas Engles, Clerk; James R Butler, John P. Skelton, James B. Stevenson, Alexander Johnston, James Brown, Paul Anderson, Richard Robinson, John W. Johnston, George Evans, John Caldwell, Thomas McKee, David Hunter, John Carson, J. W. Trembley. As Aldermen: John Darragh, William Steele, Philip Mowry, Lazarus Stewart, Thomas Enoch, Philip Gilland, James Young, Robert Graham, John Hannan, John M. Snowden, Matthew B. Lowrie. Recorder: Charles Wilkins. President James Boss advances toward the group of loionspeople and speaks. James Ross Fellow Citizens, in accordance with the City Charter, your duly elected representatives in Select and Common Council have this day chosen Major Ebenezer Denny to be the first mayor of Pittsburgh. May God give him wisdom and make him the worthy servant of a free people. {Introducing) Mayor Denny! A Citizen Three cheers for our first mayor! The cheers are given and Mayor Denny advancing, bows and begins to address the assemblage. The stage is darkened for a few moments to show the passmg of a year. During the interval the Chorus is heard singing. LO, THERE IS BUILDED A CITY. Lo, in the Wilderness, A city is founded, is founded; Westward the peoples press And many shall dwell therein; There shall be strife and stress In the warring of wills unbounded; Treasure and home to win And the guerdon of happiness. Where whirred the partridge drum The hammers are ringing, are ringing; Drowned is the wild bee's hum In the drone of the whirring wheel; Up from the depths, long dumb, The spirits of fire are winging; Strident with songs of steel And promise of things to come. Temple and tower rise Where the forests are sleeping, are sleeping; Faith and the soul's emprise Have builded a potent shrine. God hath summoned the wise And given the years to their keeping, Wrought of a dream divine, Fashioned in sacrifice. 14 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Lo, in the Wilderness, A city is founded, is founded; Westward the peoples press And many shall dwell therein; There shall be strife and stress In the warring of wills unbounded; Treasure and home to win And the guerdon of happiness. Episode 2. (Sept. 5, 1817) The Soul of Pageaktry. The cannon smoke has drifted from the lakes; The black-slave and the felon fight no more To keep for us a liberty unshared.* Now is a time of peace with all the world, A halcyon time, when even partisan feud Is lulled, and a united people hails "The Era of Good Feeling." James Monroe, The President, is come to be our guest, And all the town is dressed for hobday To welcome him, first chief since Washington To stand beneath the Gateway of the West. President Monroe, escorted by the' Committee of Arrangements, arrives. A national salute of twenty-one guns is fired. Although a coach and four has been provided for him, the President declines to ride, since the citizens must walk. A procession is formed in the following order: Fife and Drum Corps, Capt. Irwin's Light Infantry, escorting the Committee of Arrangements (City councils) and the President, who walks arm in arm with William Wilkins, his host; Rev. Joseph Stockton, D.D., Principal of Pittsburgh Academy**, and members of the clergy (Rev. John Taylor, rector of Trinity Episcopal Church; Rev. Francis Herron. D.D., pastor of First Presbyterian Church; Rev. Father F. X. O'Brien, priest of St. Patrick's Roman Catholic Church; Rev. Jacob Snee, pastor, German Evangelical Church, and Rev. Mr. Hunt, pastor, Second Presby- terian Church); Volunteer Fire Department and citizens. The parade passes off stage, presumably in the direction of the Wilkins homestead, where the Presi- dent's reception is to be held. Dorkness. INTERLUDE V. (Logeion and prologeion) The trumpets sound a fanfare, and Uriel appears. ^Andrew Jackson armed white convicts and negroes for natwna.1 defense, and these had no small part in the defeat of Britain at New Orleans, Jan. 8, 1813. '-Founded 1787; now The University of Pittsburgh. IS THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Uriel. O elements of the earth, And prodigal powers of nature, O minions of metals And genii of the rock, you long-pent familiars of the sun, Spirits of growing things And keepers of the deep — < 1 bid you forth to welcome one who comes Armored and puissant of will, to build The City of Man's Freedom. A procession of symbolic figures typifying the powers of nature enters. Coal — A gigantic blackamoor, in a dress of sable and flame. Iron — The old god Thor. Crystal — The spirit of glass, with a glowing globe at the end of a blow-pipe. Hamadryad — The soul of the wood. Oil — A woman in green-gold robes, bearing the model of a derrick. Mercury — The ancient deity of commerce, accompanied by Water — A Naiad in green and silver, and Steam — A sylph in white and gray. Demeter — The goddess of agriculture. They form a tableau and raise their hands toward Uriel as their names are called. Uriel. Coal, of the age-locked flame, And Iron, mightiest of metals, Crystal and Oil, And thou, winged Commerce, With thine handmaids of the air and flood, Thou, Hamadryad of the leafy wood, And poppy-crowned Demeter from the fields, Approach ! (They move toward the logeion). Behold, on irised clouds, the rising form Of one foretold in Freedom's prophecy, Your master, Pittsburgh, worthy of all homage. The armored Spirit of Pittsburgh rises from the depths of the earth amid clouds of colored vapor. In his right hand he holds aloft the Torch of Progress. The powers of nature do obeisance to him and perform a symbolic dance of fealty. The voice of the Chorus is heard singing the prophetic Song of Pittsburgh, amd the lights are dimmed to blackness. THE SONG OF PITTSBURGH. Chorus. My toil has plashed the sable night With wavering tints of fire; Rose and green and golden tongued My forge and furnace flame; Monstrous is my labor and unbounded my desire, 'Thund-rous in the clangour of the hammer's sounds my name. 16 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Rich the treasures of the mine Whereof my minions fashion Wizardries of crystal And titan works of steel; I am earth's artificer, the hot creative passion Fevers in the heart of me; the artist's urge I feel. I have bridged the gulfs, and fringed The sky with climbing towers; Fashioned rails to mesh the land And ships to vex the seas; Down a million murmuring lines speed tidings of my powers; By my dream the blue is filled with wide-planed argosies. I would win me higher things Than gold and chapman's booty! I would marshal humankind to war with misery; Rear a cross of service and the oriflame of Beauty! Hear the singing spheres above My clangorous industry. Who will stand with me to war With penury and sorrow? Who will strive with greed and wrong To make my people free? Who will league with me to build the City of Tomorrow, Mighty in the golden dawn that flames from Galilee? PERIOD D THE DEFENCE OF THE UNION. The Soux of Pageantry. From the land where the savage Congo Crept red through the jungle dusk, Where a head was paid for a Sheffield blade And a tribe for an elephant-tusk, The white heirs of His mercy — Who whilom walked the waves — Brought to the Sunset Continent Hell's merchandise of slaves. They who had found asylum From bondage over seas, From creed or crime of a tyrannous time Blasphemed their liberties ; Fashioned a bitter bondage, Bound fast a bloody yoke, Till answered the rod of an angry God The moan of His jungle folk. 17 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM The South was jealous of power, The North was zealous for gold, And their lusts leagued long in a mutual wrong Til their sin-born loves grew cold With the fear of each that his fellow Their common spoil might seize; They strove, and a flood of brother blood Washed out their infamies. EPISODE 1. The Underground Railroad, and escape of a fugitive slave family. The Soul of Pageanthy. By the Dred Scott decree, the highest court Had made the nation partner to the crime Of chattel slavery, and had lifted high Its judge-made law, above the law of God, Exalting Mammon; but in North and South, Where many cringed, a few high anarch souls — Holding the statutes of Eternity Above the pilfering mole-eyed codes of men — Dared disobey; and on the northward roads Established secret hospices where slaves Might hide by day: all through the dead of night From town to town their secret wagons rolled, Freighted with fugitives who should be free When they had crossed the line to Canada. A group of plantation negroes enter as if pursued. They are accosted, by a Quaker, who points to a covered wagon about which several muffled citizens toith lanterns are gathered. The fugitives climb into the wagon, which is rapidly driven off. Two Southern planters enter and hold animated converse with the Quaker, who points to the earth, extends Ms arms to indicate that it is '''free soil", and then motions them to return southward, whence they have come. The lights are dimmed, indicating a lapse of time. EPISODE 3. Lincoln's visit to Pittsburgh, Feb. 14, 1861. The Soul of Pageantry. "Old Abe", men called him, just "Old Abe", because Those homely words seemed, somehow, to express Something of that vast strength and tenderness Of soul which made him one with all mankind; His heart was like a mother's, but his mind Was as a naked saber swiftly keen To cleave equivocation ; he could toil With his hands, too; and something of the soil, The tang of sap, the pulse of growing things, The reek of loam and honest sweat, which clings About a farmer, always seemed to be A part of him. 18 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Not beautiful to see, No marble-limbed Apollo! he was spare, Loose jointed, tall, stoop-shouldered, and the hair Above his gullied face was black and lank; But he had eyes that would have won him rank Among archangels; his long jaw was square And his mouth set, like Dante's, but Mbliere Lurked in the whimsical corners of his lips What time he smiled. He had no gift for pose, And little thought of clothes, A suit of rusty black, a chequered shawl Thrown round his bent, broad shoulders, and a tall Old stove-pipe hat, soft shirt and shoestring tie Well served to satisfy his simple needs. He was "just folks"; Full laughtered, brimmed with jokes, And quaint yarns with a germ of truth inside, That kept on living when the chuckles died. But these were outward signs, and underneath He was a man of sorrows; pain and grief Had been his life's companions; he had known Hardship and poverty; beside the bed Where fair Anne Rutledge, his betrothed, lay dead He had drained all love's cup of agony, And the full tale of human misery He knew in his own flesh, or sensed through sympathy. "Old Abe", men called him, just "Old Abe", because Those homely words seemed, somehow, to express Something of that vast strength and tenderness Of soul which made him one with all mankind. The brightening Prologeion is filled rvith a crowd of men, icomen and children. There is a faint cheering, which grows louder until the air is filled with the cry of "Old Abe Lincoln!" Th'e President Senters, being drawn in an open carriage. The people crowd about him, cheering. He holds up his hand for silence, and as he begins to speak the lights are dimmed. EPISODE 3. Departure of Volunteers — Apr. 17, 1861. When the lights come up again, the crowd is discovered augmented by young soldiers. A drum is beaten, a bugle sounds, and the blue ranks form. A military band strikes up "The Girl I Left Behind Me", and the troops march southward, their marching tune changing to "We Are Coming, Father Abraham". A period of darkness, broken by fitful glowings of red, ensues, symbolizing the period of the war. From time to time the distant thhinder of cannon sounds, and then the voice of a reader is heard, intoning the peroration of \the Second Inaugural Address. The Reader. "Woe unto the world, because of offences, but woe to that man by whom the offence cometh." If we shall suppose that American slavery is one of those offences which, in the providence of God, must needs come, but which having continued through His appointed time, He now wills to remove, and that He gives to both North and South this terrible war as the woe due to those by whom the offence came — shall we discern there 19 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM any departure from those divine attributes which the believers in a living- God always ascribe to Him? Fondly do we hope, fervently do we pray, that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet if God wills that it continue until the wealth piled up by the bondsmen's two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn by the lash shall be paid by another drawn with the sword; as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said, that "The judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether." With malice towards none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in; to bind up the nation's wounds; to care for him who shall have borne the battle, and for his widow and his orphans; to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among our- selves and with all nations." EPISODE 4. Return of the Veterans and Visit of General Grant — Sept. 19, 1865. The Prologeion is again lighted, and the silent crowd stands bareheaded as the broken ranks of the veterans, with tattered flags, pass slowly in review before the organizer of their victory, General Ulysses S. Grant. The Soul of Pageantry. A song for those who march no more Beneath war-eagle's lethal wings, Who rouse not when the tocsin rings, Who arm not when wild bugles pour Their lyric militance, or roar The hell-mouthed cannon's thunderings; To whom the sun-kissed southwind brings No death-fraught portendings of war; Where screamed the shell a wood-bird sings, And fragrant from the tented sod An opal-petalled flower springs Where once ensanguined armies trod; While Peace her blood-fulled banner flings White, from the Battlements of God. Darkness. INTERLUDE F. The armored Spirit of Pittsburgh, surrounded by the symbolic personages of Interlude E, grows out of the darkness, and Uriel again appears. Uriel* Now is thy time of marvelous growth, O City, Growth of material things, of wealth and power, Strong to create or death-fangled to devour Freedom and Beauty as thy will is high Or thy desire ignoble. Lo draws nigh A bull thewed. titan, whose broad back shall bear . The burden of that toil which shall prepare A firm foundation for thy citadel Of futui'e time,, where Freedom's soul shall dwell. Eight stalwart men, bare to the waist, enter xoiih a litter upon their shoulders. On it the young giant, Steel, is seated. 20 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Uriel. Steel, mightiest of metals! Steel, builder and destroyer ! Steel, born of insensate hills in traveling fires, Steel, the slave without soul! The brute without compassion! The master without fear! Blood shall be fused with his iron, Sweat and tears with the molten rock; He shall be Moloch and through torturing flame Thy children shall be his through sacrifice 'Til thou hast taught his strength to curb his strength, Transformed his Minotaur's lust to Truth's white passion And made him the strong servitor of man. Steel, the artificer! Steel, father of untarnished gold! Steel, protector of Science, guardian of Art! Steel, the deliverer! Steel, the tool of God. The litter is lowered at the feet of Pittsburgh and the Spirit of Steel, kneels in homage. Uriel. And now new forces come to be thy souls allies; The peoples bound to thee by worldwide merchandise And Jove's bright daughter who hath tamed The lightnings of the skies. An oriental merchant with silks and a casket of jewels, and a South American Oaucho with a basket of tropical fruits, enter and present their gifts to Pittsburgh. They are folloiced by Electricity, a woman in blue icho carries a flaming arc. Langley*, led by Flight, enters and lays a model of his aeroplane at the feet of Pittsburgh. Uriel. Look! led by Flight, comes one who was thy son, Who searched the secrets of the silent stars And wrested from the taciturn void a spell, That wins for man the realm of the winds. The Spirit of Freedom appears and speaks. The Spirit of Freedom. City of steel, city of gold, City of marvels manifold, Greater gifts must come to thee Ere thy striving heart be free; Wealth alone cannot avail, Summon, — lest thy purpose fail In its struggle toward the goal — All the powers of the soul. * {Professor Samuel Pierpont Langley, while a research professor in the Observatory of the University of Pittsburgh, made the elaborate series of ex- periments and calculations upon which the science of heavier-than-air flight is based). 21 THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM §&< Pittsburgh extends his arms in invitation and a procession of symbolic personages representing the arts and sciences enters and gathers about him. Uriel. Lo Science, Music, Drama, History, Art, Poetry, Architecture, Education, Religion and the Social Spirit join, To make thee wise and free. The Spirit of Freedom. City of Mill, city of mart, City of learning, and of art, Thou must join, in peace, to thee Alien folk from over sea; Fuse their ancient strength and lore With the riches of thy store, Bind them to thy soul in love, Lift their hungering hearts above Old oppression, want and pain; So shalt thou at last attain To thy promised destiny — Mighty City of the Free. Heralded by the strains of their national anthems, groups representing the various foreign peoples of Pittsburgh enter in procession. They are dressed in appropriate native costume, and are led by youths bearing the foreign flags. As they pass their colors are lowered in salute to the Spirit of Pittsburgh, who stands with arms outstretched in welcome. The Soul of Pageantry. I, Pageantry, who have revealed to you A living picture of the years gone by And of the present, tell in prophecy The glorious days of Freedom yet to be. Now I behold the future, like a web Of visioned arras in the loom of Time, Leap into beauty as the shuttle years Fashion the history of man's emprise. I see one banner of untarnished hues Enwreathed with fruited olive, born aloft Before a marching host of kindred hearts, Leading them, as of old the pillared cloud And guardian fire led 'franchised Israel From Egypt's bondage to the Promised Land: I see them conquering the world with peace, Lifting the fallen, setting free the slave, Breaking the shrines of old idolatries, Taming the mighty forces of the. floods And air and teeming earth to work their will. I see a glorious city, vastly fair With happy homes and towers that climb the skies, Opulent fields, green orchards bowed with fruit, Uncounted flocks and herds upon the plains, And the linked oceans, corded by the paths Of hastening ships weighed low with merchandise. The strife of master, drone, and churl is done, The peoples sing at their full-guerdoned toil, Want is no more, kind plenty fills the land THE PAGEANT AND MASQUE OF FREEDOM Wlith treasure from her everfiowing horn, And sweet — above the strident symphonies Of giant stithies in the endless birth Of Steel, once tyrant but now slave of man — I hear the lyric peal of lilting laughter And shouts of happy children at their play. Saved from the irking enmity of strife, The Muses work their jeweled miracles, Clear visioned Science makes new trails to God, And Knowledge, in the power of Freedom, rears Her radiant habitations everywhere. The colored clouds of the curtain rise and the Banner Bearers retire behind them. The Forefield is filled with the pulse and color of the foreign folk in march and native dance. The tmmpets sound and the vapors are dispelled, revealing the figures of Uriel, America, Pittsburgh and Freedom toith' the symbolic personages and Ban- ner Bearers grouped about them and flanked by all other participants in the pageant. The massed chorus sings: A HYMN TO AMERICA. O Land of Beauty, Mother Land, We who were cradled at thy breast, Or born of alien breeds oppressed In realms beyond the sea, One folk beneath thy guardian hand Pledge loyal love to thee. • Not with the suppliant's whine we crawl To beg us handsel from thy store; Our willing labors win thee more Of trust and treasure; we but crave Full opportunity, and all That marks the free man from the slave. No foreign foes thy peace assail. Thine only perils are within, Imperial dreams and golden sin To tempt thee from thy purpose pure; By Right alone cans't thou prevail, By Justice make thy soul secure. O Land of Promise, Mother Land, Strengthen thy soul for spirit wars, And lift thy glorious flag of stars To be our sign of light and law. With God in peace we league and stand To keep thy faith, America. As the hymn is sung, the foreign flags are lowered and American flags raised in their stead. A star-bomb rises and bursts flooding the stage with light. The Chorus (chanting) O Thou Unseen Immutable, Eternal Master and Maker of Life, Mighty, Omnipotent, Guide us and guard us! Grant us the blessings of Peace, Progress, Prosperity, Justice, Humanity, Beauty and Freedom forever and forever. Amen. 23 OFFICIAL PROGRAMME City Charter Centennial Celebration SUNDAY, OCTOBER 29 RELIGIOUS DAY — Special Congregational, Union and Neighborhood Services. MONDAY, OCTOBER 30 EDUCATIONAL DAY — Educational Mass Meeting and Presentation of School Local History Prizes. TUESDAY, WEDNESDAY, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 31, NOVEMBER 1 and 2 HISTORICAL PAGEANT FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 3 CIVIC AND MILITARY PARADE — Presentation by Sons of Veterans of Medals for Essays on "Lincoln," Memorial Hall. Historical Society Banquet, William Pitt Hotel. SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 4 ATHLETIC DAY — Football Games at Forbes Field, Pitt vs. Allegheny College, and other sports. ALL WEEK Window Exhibits of Pittsburgh Made Goods by Merchants. Exhibits of Pittsburgh Historic Pictures at Carnegie Art Galleries. Exhibit of Pittsburgh Historic Relics at Carnegie Museum. Exhibit of Pittsburgh Books and Musical Composition at Allegheny Carnegie Library. Hi ■ ■ ■ PAGEANT j-r-^fi gmaspueR Forbes FieU m n PITTSBURGH 1 ■■■I ■ Y6 &£ Z^. 0Fc °^s 001 4 365 077 7 ™ Hollinger