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BAKER Author of over one hundred popular plays nu eluding • 'Among the Breakers, ' ' ''Rebeccas Triumph;' "Thirty Minutes for Re- freshments," ' etc. Copyright, 1868, by George M. Baker (The Mimic Stage) Copyright, 1896, by Emily F. Baker (In Renewal) BOSTON WALTER H. BAKER & CO. 1920 o^'\ A CLOSE SHAVE. A FARCE. CHABACTERS. s Obustt (a man of means, generally considered a TowsoR (a barber). McGiNNis (his assistant). Zbb (a colored apprentice). Hbavtfacb (a hypochondriac). Simper (an exquisite). Scene. — Tonsor^s harher-shop. Two barber's chairs^ C, facing audience. Table^ L., with two hand-mirron upon it. Table, r., with razors, strop, shaving-cups, towels, &c. McGiNNis discovered dusting. McOinnis. Now, isn't this illigant ! It's a moighty foine lift I have in the worrld, onyhow. Mike McGinnis, who's curried the horse and fed the pig, toted the hod and tinded the cows, promoted to the illigant position of a man-shaver 1 Oh ! be jabbers, it's moighty foine in- tirely, — what much I know ov it, and that's moighty litrie Faith, when Mr. Tonsor's assistant was took wid the faver, it was at his wit's ends he was intirely. Sez he to me, sez he, — for it's always moighty fond he was of me whin I lived wid his father, -- *' Mike,'* sez h^, " did iver yer shave?" — ''Is it u^ 62 A CLOSE SBATB. 63 •elf? " says I : " faith, yes, — wid a pair of scissors." ** No, no I " sez he : " did ever yer shave anybody? ** " Faith, yes," sez I — " the pig." — " Oh, murther 1 " says he : "I mane a man." — " Niver a wun," sez I ; " but I could soon learn." And so he took me in here to learn the business ; but it's precious little Tm learning, for the uashter does all the shaving : but the time must come, and then look out for yoursilf, Mike McGinnis. (Enter Tonsor, r.) Ton. Ah, Mike I Brushing up ? That's good. I do like to see a busy man. Where's Zeb ? Mike. Faith, I don't know. It's moighty little he's shown of his face at all, at all. Ton. The lazy scamp ! that's just like him. No doubt he's down at the Corners dancing jigs, or turning flip- flaps for coppers. ^ke ^*>ix. that'o what yer might call turning an Donest penny i Ton. Any customers this morning, Mike ? JBtnke. Sorra a wun. Ton. It's a little early. They'll soon be dropping ij. Heigho, Mike ! was you ever in love ? Mike. Ah ! away wid yer, now ! Ask an Irishman such a silly question as that ! Musha, it's nearly kilt I am wid the love of Nora Honey. Ah I but the ould man's got rich peddling panuts. Ton. A rich father, who does not encourage your attentions ! Mike, Sorra a bit. " Mike," sez he, — and it's moighty winning he is in his way, — "the front uv my door is il- ligautly punte/ on the outside, — much finer than tb« ^ A CLOSE 6HATE. inside ; and you'd do well to examine it whin you'rt passing by, — whin you're passing by, mind." Ton. Meaning, " I won't turn you out, but you can't . stay here." Mke. That's jest what he meant. Faith, it's . , posted yez are in the trials and tribulations uv the tind«r passion. Ton. Yes, Mike ;" I can sympathize with you. I'm desperately in love myself. Mike. You ? Ton. Yes, and with the daughter of a rich man, and my love is returned. Ah, Mike ! she is the paragon of loveliness ! — the otto of roses I — the pink of purity. Mike. The shaving-cream uv perfiction, and the hair- oil uv illigance! Oh, murther I they're all alike till they find you've no money. Ton. Ah ! but she's entirely different, Mike. She is willing — nay, anxious — to share my humble fortunes. 'Tis I who dread to take her from all the rich comforts vell, I guess ! — Ton. Shut up quick, and hone those razors ! (Zeb goes to tahle^ R.) We've had just enough of your talk. (Enter Crusty, r.) Crusty. Oh I you're here, are you ? Pretty time this ii to get your place open, — ain't it ? You forget it's the early bird that catches the worm. Zeh. Worms? worms? Going a-fishing, Massa Crusty. Ton. You Zeb ! — Zeh. "By golly, I know where 'em are 1 — flounders as big as a slab ; and eels, golly, — what whoppers I Ton. Shut up, and mind your business ! Yes, Mr. Crusty ; first chance for you this morning. Crusty, Yes, I should think so ! I tell you what, Tonsor, you don't go to work right to make a fortune. Do as I did, — early to bed, and early up in the morning. You live too fast : you should sober down. Why don't you get married ? Ton. Ah, Mr. Crusty, that's the very thing I would like to do. A nice little wife, a nice home, every thin^ comfortable, — ah, sir I a man must be happy. Crusty. Of course he must, and make money too. Why don't you try it ? There's plenty of girls about here anxious to get a husband. Ton. I know that, sir ; but I've already made my choice. Crusty. Oh I you have ? Then why don't you get mar- ried, have a little comfort, and not poke along in thi^ wa/, A CLOSE SHAVE. 67 with no company but a thick-headed Irishman and a ball of blacking ? Mike. Faith, it's mighty complimentary is the ould gint, onyhow. Zeh. Yes, well I guess! Ball of blacking, — black- ing ! What does the Declamation — Ton. Shut up, Zeb ! Crusty. Say, Tonsor, why don't you get married ? Ton. Well, sir, you see, sir — . Crusty. Oh, bother ! why don't you speak out ? Mike. Faith, Mr. Crusty, I'll be afther telling uv yez : it's mighty bashful is the masther. Ye say, sir, it's all along uv the young lady's father. Crusty. Well, what of him ? Mike. Ye say, sir, he's wealthy and concaited, and manes the daughter shall niver marry anybody but a rich man. Crusty. Not when such a likely young man as Ton- sor offers ? The mean old scamp ! Mike. That's thrue for yez, sir. He won't let her go wid a young man, or have a young man come uv court- in' her. Crusty. The miserable old scoundrel ! Mike. And swears by all that's blue that he'll cut her off widout a shilling if she marries widout his consent. Crusty. The miserly old vagabond ! Look here, Ton- sor, you must marry this girl directly. Ton. Marry her ! Crusty. Marry her? — yes! Confound you! don't you want to ? Ton. But her father — 68 A CLOSE SflATE. Gi-usty, Who cares for him ? The mean old scamp ! Td like to play him a trick, and I will too. Here, you just take my chaise, — it's at the door, — get the young lady, go down to Hobson, get a license, and then be Dff to Parson Sanborn, and get married at once. Ton, But, Mr. Crusty, her father will not consent to this. Crusty. Confound her father I Who cares for him or his consent ? I give mine, and that is enough. Tm the richest man in the place ; and, if anybody complains, lot 'em sue me for damages. I won't have such a confounded mean old cuss — Ton. Take care, Mr. Crusty I Crusty. — tomer in town ! Ton. You will back me in this ? Crusty. Back you ? — of course I will I Do you sup- pose I'll stand by and see youth and honesty and worth given the go-by, by an old, mean — Ton. Don't, Mr. Crusty, — don't call him names. Crusty. Here, I'll give you a note to Parson Sanborn, and another for old Hobson. They'll help you along. I'll tell the parson to tie the knot strong. {Ooes to table^ K.) A mean, contemptible scamp ! Zeb. By golly, the old man's crazy sure for sartain I See him eyes roll ! Ton. Mike, I've a great mind to take the old man at his word. Mike. If yer don't, yer a goose. He gives his con. aent, and ye'U have it in writin*, too. Go it, honey ! Crusty. There you are : there's a note for the parson, tod another for old Hobdon. Give my regards to tht A CLOSE SHAYE. 69 lady, aud tell her she's a goose if she misses such ■ chance of getting a husband. Ton. Thank you, Mr. Crusty. I'll be off at once, Mike, you look after the shop. Don't let old Crusty out of here for half an hour, mind. Crusty. Come, come ! I want that horse and chaise in half an hour. Ton. All right, sir. I'll be back before then. Mike, give the old gentleman a shave. Good-by 1 I'm off. {Exit, R.) Mike. Good luck to yez I Here's an old shoe for luck. (TJirows a shoe off, R., which hits Zeb in head.) Zeb. Stop, yer fool — will yer ? By golly, you almos' broke ray jaw 1 Mike. Faith, if I had, 'twould been a savin' for the shop. Crusty. The young man's off. Good joke on the girl's father ! Well, it won't cost me any thing ; so I can afford to give my consent. (Takes off handkerchief aiid dicky.) Now, my man, I'll trouble you for a shave. Mike. A shave ! {Aside.) Oh,murtherI how could I go to work to shave this ould rhinoceros? Crusty. Come, be lively ! I want to get out of this at once. I'm wanted at the house. Mike. Oh, murther and Irish! at the house is it? {Aside.) Faith, that *11 niver do. {Aloud.) Here, si{ down here, sir. Crusty, {Sita in chair, R. c.) A close shave, mind I Mike. A close shave is it? {Aside.) By the blissed 8t. Patrick, what's that? {Enter Simper, b.) Simper. Now, weally,* tis disgustingly vulgaw, - - it ii to A CLOSE SHAYE weally, — the ideah of a wefined geDtlemau being com- pelled to entaw such a howid place, to have his chin shaved, and his >^ hiskaws twimmed : it is weallj ! Mike, Your turn next, sir : take a seat. Simper. My turn next? Do you weally mean to saj that I must wait? Aw ! Mike. Faith, honey, you must : there's niver a wun to shave you at all, at all I Simper. But I can't wait, — I can't weally. I have a pwessing engagement. A dear, delightful cweecher is fondly waiting my coming, — she is weally. Crusty. (Aside.) Then all I've got to say, she's got a job. Here, you slow coach I am I never to have a shave ? Mike. In a minit, sir: the wather's could. {Puti wrappers, towel, d;c., round him.) Simper. Yes, weally, you must attend to me. The dear cweecher will die : I know she will. Crusty. Then let her die, or shave yourself! Mike. Faith, sir, I can't help it. Oh, murther I that's Zeb. It's high time he had his hand in. Here, Zeb I shave that gintleman. Zeb. What dat you say, hay ? Mike. Oh, bother ! Shave that gintleman. Zeb. Shabe him, — shabe him? me shabe him? By golly! in coose, — in coose ! (Jb Simpeb.) Dar's de cheer. Hist yerself, — hist yerself ! Simper, Do what? Zeb. Hist yerself, honey ! Discompose yerself io dat are cheer. Simper. Now, weally, the ideah of placing myself in A CLOSE SHAYE. 7* the hands of such a howible cweecher ! It*s too bad, — it is weally. (Sits in chair , (S)c. 'Lea puts wrapper and towel about him.) Simper, Now, Mr. Bawbaw. Zeb, Mr. Which? Simper, Use despatch. Zeb, Yes, well, I guess not ; we use razors hea, w« do. Crusty. Come, come, hurry up. JUike. Yes, sir, iatirely, sir. (Lathers him. Zeb lathert Simper, putting it plentifully in his mouth.) Simper. Ph — ph — ph — ! deuse take you ; do you want to choke me with your nasty soap ? Zeb, Yes, well, I guess not. It's jest as wholesome &s flap-jacks and sirup. (To Mike.) I've got him lathered : what will I do with him now ? Mike. Do, you spalpeen ? — do wid him as I do wid de o^Aer chap. (Takes the razor.) Now for my first attimpt at shaving. Blessed St. Patrick, befrind rae, or I be afthir cuttin* his wizen. Zeb. (Goes to table, taking razor.) I'm to do as Mikti does : golly, I kin do dat jist. (During the next speeches he runs between the two chairs, watching Mike, and shav- ing Simper.) Simper. Now, bawbaw, do your neatest ; for, in a few minutes, I shall be at the feet of a divine cweecher. Zeh Screecher ! does she play on de banjo too. Simpet\ Be careful now, don't destwoy the symmetwy of my whiskaws. Zeb, (aside). Sim — sim — aim — what am dat! By golly, Mike's taking de whiskers off dat chap ot hU'en. 72 A CLOSE 8HATB. Simper. I say, bawbaw : in a few minutes I shall thwow myself at the feet of this divine cweecher ; and I shall say — Crusty, Confound you, stupid, you've cut me — Mike. Oh, murder I it was the razor. Bedad, I wish I was well out of this. Simper. Oh ! — murder I — murder I you've cut me hawwibly I Zeh. By golly, so I has. (Aside.) Must do jes as Mike does. Simper. Be careful, bawbaw : don't spoil my com- plexion ; for it would be hawwible to meet my chawmew, the divine Kate Cwusty, with a howwid cut. Crusty. Kate ! this must be Simper. (Crusty and Simper having their heads back in the chairs are supposed not to see each other.) Simper. Yes, bawbaw, the rich Miss Kate Cwusty. Her fathaw's immensely wich, — a gay old boy, who likes to save his money ; but we'll teach him better when we are mawwied. Crusty. {Aside.) Will you ? confound you I weT see about that. Simper. Bawbaw, be a little more gentle, if you please ; handle my ambwosials very carefully. Zeh. Ambrose who ? Ambrose ! by golly, I used to know an Ambrose down Souf, — a molasses-darkey, about your complex — Simper. Why, you, bawbaw, do you mean to comr oare me to a negwo ? Zeh. Molasses-color, molasses-color I dat's all Simper, Why, you infuwnal nigg •— A CLOSE 8HAYB. 73 Zeb, Hey 1 what's dat you call? Hey I what's dat, irhatdeit's the Constitution say. Hey ! (flourishing razor,) Simper. Good gwacious I put down that wazor I Zeb. What did the 'mancipation krocklamation do, hey? (Flourishing razor.) Simper. Dear me ! will you put down that wazor ? Zeb. Nigah ! by golly, if you ain't dark complexed yourself I'd — I'd — Simper. Help ! murdew I put down that wazor \ Mike. Faith, Zeb, if yer not quiet, out yer go. Zeb. Ob course, ob course 1 what's the dec — Mike. Oh ! whist wid yer blarney, and shave th« man. Crusty. Come, come, hurry up : will you never get ihrough ? Mike. In a minute : aisy, aisy, sir ! (Enter Heatt- /ACE.) Heavy. Oh, yes ! of course : all full, just as I expected ! That's the way the world over : there's noth- ing but disappointment ; every thing goes against me. Alike. Your turn next, sir. Heavy. Now, I suppose you call that consolation. I te^ you the world is all going wrong ; there's nothing but mi-'ery and deceit in it. (Takes a chair ^ and seats himself betveen the two barber's chairs.) A man's got no real friepds in this world : your riches are deceitful, your dearest friend may be your foe. Now, I suppose you cwo chaps feel perfectly comfortable in those chairs, with a pair of grinning fiends standing over you with razors, ready ai ^-he slightest provocation to plunge them ia youl throAts. 74 A CLOSE SHATB. Simper. Oh, hawaws I i Crusty. What do you mean? ] ^^9^^ri*ing «p. Mike, (Pushing back Crusty.) Aisy, now, honej : iCt all right ; don't ^ s timorous. Zeb, (Pw'Ang back Simper.) It's all right, alj right ! don* be timbertoed. Heavy. Oh, yes ! of course they say it's all right, and you believe them ; but I tell you it's all wron<» : wickedness and deceit are hid beneath the most smiling faces. I've heard horrible stories of barbers : they hav€ been known to murder their customers in their chairs. Crusty. \ q. .- ( Goodness, gracious I Simper. > ^^ ^^^ ^^' \ Oh, hawwible I Mike. Now, do be aisy : I'll finish you directly. Crusty. No, you won't ! I object to being finished by you. Put down that razor : I've had quite enough. You've been long enough on my face to plough an acm of land. Mike. {Aside.) Faith ! it's about as tough a job, - but I haven't finished. Crusty. Well, then, you shan't ; wipe my face ! quick' quick, do you hear? (Mike wipes face.) Simper. Bawbaw, I've had quite enough : wipe my face, and give me a mirraw. (Zeb wipes face.) Zeb. All right, massa I all right I Heavy. Quite enough! I should think you had J Men generally do get enough in this world of misery ! nothing but misery! We're all going to the bad. There's that barber, Tonsor, instead of attending to his customers, he is off on a spree. I met him with a young wroman, and I'll bet he's off to get married He's boand for perdition. A CLOSE SHAYB. 75 Crusty Goad, good, good ! Heavy, Good ! suppose he's run off with Bomebodj'i laughter I Crusty. I know he has I Heavy, You know he has ? You are a pretty man, — jrou are ! perhaps you aided and abetted him. How should you like it if it was your daughter, instead of old Crusty's ? Crusty. (^Starting up.) My daughter? Simper. Old Cwusty's daughtaw? ( They hath start up^ and speak together. Crusty ha» one side of face shaved clean of whiskers^ the other untouched. Simper has one of his whiskers and half of his mustache gone / they sit^ and look at each other, Heavyface between^ Zeb, l., and Mike, r.) Heavy. Well, you're a pair of beauties, — you are I Simper. Old Cwusty here — as I'm alive ! it's all up with me. (Zeb hands him mirror.) Crusty. My daughter ! I see it all ! What a con- founded fool I've been ! gone and helped that Tonsor to run off with my daughter. It's horrible I I shall be the laughing-stock of the whole village ! Simper. (^Looking in mirror.) Good gwacious ! hor- wible ! what do I see ! my whiskaws and my beautiful mustache totally wuined I totally wuined ! Crusty, After all the money I have spent for ler education ! Simper. Good gwacious I after all the hair-oil ^W4 poured ovaw them ! Crusty. The masters I've given her I Simper. The care I've bestowed upon then I 76 A CLOSE BHATl Ofutty, Every accomplishment has been given her t Simper. They Ve been twimmed and curled day aflew day I Crusty. And to lose her thus I It's too bad I Simper, And to be shorn and mangled thus I It*! hawwible I Crusty. (Sees his face in the gkus.) What's this? my whiskers gone I O you idiot I you infernal scoundrel, what have you done ? Mke. Faith, it's the bist I could do i it's mighty little I'm acquainted round here. Grusty. I'll teaeh you to mangle me in that way, you scoundrel I (Huns after Mike, who gets under table ^ l.) Mike. Aisy, Mr. Crusty : yer wanted a close shave • and, 'pon my word, I'd a 'gin it to yer if you'd waited I Zeh. By golly I Mike's under de table. Well, I guesi / better look out for squalls. (Oets under table, b.) Simper. Where's that liorrid bawbaw? (Sees Zbi under table, b.) The scoundwel I you black imp I — Zeb. Hold yer hush I hold you hush I what doua thd Declamation — Grusty. Come out of that, or I break the table abom your head. Mke. If you plaze, Mr. Crusty, Td rather stop here. (Enter Tonsob, l.) Gi^sty. Oh I you're back, — are you ? Now, you vil /ain, what do you mean by running off with my daugk- ^er? Ton. I beg your pardon, sir ; but I couldn't help It I was tempted. Crusty. Tempted by who? A CLOSE 8HATE. 77 Ton. The writer of this note (reads). " Dear Parson. Marry this couple quickly, and marry them strong. The young man is worthy of any young lady in the place The father of the lady, an ugly old scamp, objects ; but I'll give my consent and will pay all damages. Yours, Jotham Crusty." These were my instructions, which 1 have carefully obeyed. I've brought back your chaise; and you'll find my wife in it ready to thank her dear father for his thoughtful attention in giving her the husband of her choice. Heavy. ( Who has taken barber's chair vacated hv Crusty.) Crusty, you are slightly done. Crusty. Oh, yes ! this is nuts for you, you sour old hypochondriac. You think you are going to crow over me ; but you shan't. I've lost a daughter, but Tve fbuno a son. Here, Tonsor, here's my hand : the old man^s sold, and must own up. Sell out this business, shut up ehop, and come home. Ton. Thank you ! 1*11 sell at once. Here's Mike j he shall have it. Crusty. He ! why, look at my face I Ton. We'll set him up in business with Zeb. Simper. 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