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The Same Man 
 
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 A Comedy Sketch in One Act 
 
 By 
 LIDA L. COGHLAN 
 
 BOSTON 
 
 WALTER H. BAKER & CO. 
 1909 
 
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 Gladys, etigaged to Harry. i 
 Ethel, engaged to Harold. 
 
 Modern Costumes. 
 Time in Playing. — Twenty minutes. 
 
 Copyright, 1909, by Walter H. Baker & Co. 
 
 'C1.D 17G82 
 
The Same Man 
 
 SCENE. — Sitting-room in the Farrel home. Gladys looking 
 
 out of the window. 
 
 Gladys. I do wish Eihel would come ; I can hardly wait. 
 I am so anxious to tell her about dearest. Won't she be sur- 
 prised ? I hope she won't be jealous ; it was her jealousy that 
 spoiled our trip to the mountains last summer. That's the 
 reason I chose South Haven when I heard that she was going 
 to White Bear. (^Bell rings.) There she is, dear old girl ! 
 (^Opens her locket and looks at the picture inside.) Now, 
 dearest, you must not be angry because I kiss Elhel ; remem- 
 ber, she is my old college chum and 1 am going to tell her all 
 about you. (^Kisses the picture and closes the locket.) 
 
 Ethel (outside). Are you there, Gladys ? 
 
 (Gladys hastens to open the door ; the tivo girls rush into 
 each other s arms and kiss each other rapturously. Siinul- 
 taneous cries of ^' You dear, darling old girl I Fiti so 
 glad to see you. ''^ More kisses.) 
 
 Gladys. Now, dearie, take off your hat and sit right down 
 in this rocker. I've got oceans and oceans to tell you and I 
 want to see your sweet face while I am talking. 
 
 Ethel {takifig the long pins from her hat). And I've got 
 pages and pages to tell you, dear, a real novel. The cutest, 
 sweetest novel you ever read : and somebody is the heroine. 
 {Archly.) Somebody that Gladys knows real well and loves 
 dearly, too. 
 
 Gladys [teasing). Not Ethel ? 
 
 Ethel {l)lushin(f). Yes, Ethel. Would you ever believe 
 it ? It's just too lovely for anything. 
 
 Gladys. My news is something like a novel, too, only ever 
 so much sweeter; and I wouldn't be surprised if Ethel knew 
 my heroine. (Both girls jump up, catch hold of hands and 
 
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 kiss each other, crying, " Oli ! is it t it just too sweet for ajiy- 
 thijig?'') Let us talk about our trip first and the other 
 people we met and save our precious secrets until the last. 
 
 Ethel. Oh! yes, let's do that; it will be so much more 
 sensible. Do you know Harold says that is what first attracted 
 him to me; I seemed so sweet and sensible. He said he was 
 awfully tired of these frivolous girls. 
 
 Gladys. That's like Harry ; he thinks I'm so sensible. He 
 says he never could fall in love with one of those silly, doll-baby 
 girls who think of nothing but their clothes and the bo)s. 
 Let's hurry and talk about our trip; it won't take long and 
 I'm just dying to tell you about dearest. {Hesitates and looks 
 confused.) His name is Harry, but I call him dearest and — 
 he calls me sweetheart. 
 
 ^TREL (catching Ghf^nY?,'' hand). Isn't it beautiful ? Now, 
 Harold calls me his Alter Ego and I call him my Alpha and 
 Omega. You know, dear, he is my first real love and I am 
 sure he will be my last. 
 
 Gladys {trying to keep their agreement^. You see, I went 
 to South Haven with mother and Aunt Jane. There was no- 
 body we knew aboard, but early in the afternoon a drununer 
 got on. He was a perfect swell, and awfully good-looking. 
 He tried his best to flirt with me, but Aunt Jane watched us 
 like a hawk. But I was awfully glad we didn't flirt: Harry 
 just hates a flirt. 
 
 Ethel. Oh I I had a perfectly lovely time going to White 
 Bear. I met a young doctor; he was going to visit relatives in 
 St. Paul. We had quite a nice time together and got to be 
 real good friends; in fact, I really think the doctor was a tiny 
 bit sweet on me and I liked him ever so much, but after I met 
 Harold I never gave him another thought. You know I had 
 been at the lake a month when Harold came. 
 
 Gladys. We had beautiful rooms, a sitting-room and two 
 betlrooms. The sitting-room window looked down on the 
 lawn ; there was a big swing there and Harry would sit in that 
 swing and read the whole afternoon. I used to peep at him 
 from behind the curtains, he looked so handsome sitting there. 
 He always wore a light suit, and he has such a lovely com- 
 plexion and the prettiest golden hair you ever saw. 
 
 Ethel {iiiterrupting). Is your Harry a blond ? 
 
 Gladys (proudly). A perfect blond. 
 
 Ethel. My Harold is a blond too. Oh ! Gladys, isn't 
 it lovely ? And Harold has the inost beautiful forehead and 
 
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 the straightest nose and the heavenhest blue eyes. I just wish 
 you could see him. 
 
 Gladys. Harry has blue eyes, such kind, tender eyes; but 
 they always look a little sad. When 1 first met him 1 was sure 
 that he had been disappointed in love. After we were engaged 
 I asked him why he looked so sad. He said that he had never 
 known a real happy day until he met me. Then he told me 
 about his sister Harriet ; she was his twin sister and had been 
 an invalid all her life; she died last summer. He said that it 
 just broke his heart, he felt that he never could speak to a 
 young girl again. He looked so sad when he was telling me 
 about his sister that I just cried and cried. Then he com- 
 forted me so gently and talked so sweet about living a good life 
 so that we would be worthy to meet our loved ones hereafter. 
 Sometimes I feel so unworthy of the love of such a good man. 
 
 Ethel. I have often felt that way about Harold. He — 
 poor boy ! — is an orphan ; he has no remembrance of his 
 parents, never had a brother or sister; in fact, has no living 
 relatives. He was always telling me how grateful he was for 
 my love, saying that I could not imagine what it meant to him 
 to know that one true heart rejoiced when he was glad and 
 grieved when he was sorrowful. Oh ! Gladys, isn't it lovely 
 to think that we, just two ordinary girls, should be so much to 
 two such noble men? \ do wish you could see Harold. I 
 have no picture of him except a little stamp picture which I 
 have here. (^Pulls out her watch?) 
 
 Gladys. Isn't that a new watch, Ethel? 
 
 Ethel. Yes, father sent it to me for my birthday; I re- 
 ceived it the very day I first saw Harold. Of course I gave 
 him my photo, and just before we left White Bear I begged for 
 one of his. He had these taken in St. Paul — you know he 
 goes to St. Paul every day on business — and he pasted it in 
 the back of my watch with his own dear hands. No one has 
 seen it yet, nor have I told any one of our engagement. I 
 wanted to tell my sweet secret to you first and 1 wanted you to 
 be the first one to see my Harold's pictured face. 
 
 Gladys {kissing her). You dear old girl 1 I have only a 
 stamp picture of Harry, and he put it in my locket. Do you 
 know, Ethel, 1 always kiss it good-morning and good-night. 
 (^Opeus the locket and looks at the picture.') This lillle picture 
 and his dear, dear letters are my only comfort while we are 
 separated. 
 
 Ethel. I feel the same about Harold. He writes me twice 
 
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 a week — such lovely lelteis. I get a letter every Wednesday 
 and Saturday, and 1 write him on Thursdays and Sundays. 
 
 Gladys. I get a letter from Harry every Tuesday and 
 Friday, and I answer on Wednesday and Saturday. You 
 know we can't exchange letters more often than that; it takes 
 twenty-four hours for a letter to come from St. Paul, and you 
 have to allow for delivery. 
 
 Ethel {surprised). Why, Harold lives in St. Paul, too. 
 I wonder if they know each other ? 
 
 Gladys. Wouldn't it be lovely if they did ? Oh ! wouldn't 
 it be beautiful if they were chums, just as we are ? 
 
 Ethel {clasping hands with Gladys). And could talk to 
 each other about us just as we talk about them. Let us write 
 and ask them, then if they are not acquainted they can call on 
 each other. I am sure they would like that. 
 
 Gladys. Of course they would. 
 
 Ethel. Now let me see Harry's picture. 
 
 Gladys. You show me Harold's. 
 
 Ethel. Now that isn't fair. I asked you first. 
 
 Gladys. I'll tell you what. Let us shut our eyes and ex- 
 change pictures. I'll give you my locket and you give me 
 your watch. Then we'll count ten and both open our eyes at 
 the same time. 
 
 Ethel. All right, that's fair enough. 
 
 Gladys. Let us go over to the window where we'U get a 
 good light on the pictures. ( They go to the window, close their 
 eyes and exchange pictures. They count, slowly at first, then 
 more rapidly, until they have counted ten. • Both girls open 
 their eyes, look closely at the picture, theft with a si^nultaneous 
 cry of astonishment, * ' Gladys I Ethel ! ' ' both drop their 
 hands atid face each other. Gladys angrily.') How dare you 
 carry Harry's picture in your watch ? 
 
 Ethel Qnore angrily). And how dsLve you wear Harold's 
 picture in your locket? 
 
 Gladys. You're a mean, hateful thing ! you are jealous be- 
 cause /have a lover. You stole Harry's picture and made up 
 your story just to separate us. Oh ! I'm on to your tricks, 
 Ethel Browne. 
 
 Ethel {scornfully). Are you, indeed? No doubt you, 
 yourself, are guilty of the plot of which you accuse me. I have 
 heard it said somewhere that it takes a thief to suspect an hon- 
 est man. I suppose that is equally true of a woman. 
 
 Gladys. I'll have you know, Miss Browne, that /don't 
 
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 make up stories, which is just the same as telling lies. My 
 mother taught me better than that. 
 
 Ethel. Of ail the impudence I ever heard, that is the worst. 
 My mother is just as much, if not more of a lady than yours, 
 Gladys Farreli, and she taught me to be truthful. I wouldn't 
 tell a lie for all the men in the world, no I wouldn't ; not even 
 to save myself from being hung. So there ! 
 
 Gladys {scorjifully). Do you mean to tell me that this 
 (^picking up the watch') is not the picture of Harry Curtis, the 
 man to whom I am engaged ? 
 
 Ethel {taking the watch). This is the picture of Harold 
 Curtis, the man to whom /am engaged. 
 
 Gladys. Curtis ! Harold Curtis, of St. Paul ? 
 
 Ethel. That is what 1 said. 
 
 Gladys. Harry Curtis came to South Haven the second 
 day of July and left there the first of August. He had a 
 montii's vacation: during that time he made love to me, was 
 my constant companion, and when he left there I was his prom- 
 ised wife. 
 
 Ethel. Harold Curtis came to White Bear the second of 
 August; he spent every evening in my company, and when I 
 left there, the third of September, I was his promised wife. 
 
 Gladys (with tears in her voice). Oh, Ethel ! we have 
 both — been — deceived ! 
 
 Ethel {iveeping). Oh, Gladys ! you don't mean that Har- 
 old — that Harry — that he — that they 
 
 Gladys {also weeping). Yes, I do mean just that. It's as 
 — plain — as the — nose — on my — face. 
 
 (Ethel leans back in the armchair ivith her hands over her 
 face ; Gladys throws herself on the divan with her face 
 buried in the pillows. Both girls lueep hysterically.) 
 
 Ethel {going over and kneeling beside the divan). Forgive 
 me — Gladys — for saying — you were — impudent. 
 
 Gladys {raising her head). And forgive me — for saying — 
 that — you — made — it up. And Ethel — Harry was?i't — hand- 
 some — and his — hair — was almost — red. {More tears.) 
 
 Ethel. And Harold — had — a pug nose — and his eyes — 
 were — green. 
 
 Gladys {sitting up). I just wish I had them, I mean him, 
 here. I would just tell him a thing or two; I would. 
 
 Ethel {wiping her eyes). I just hate them, I mean him. 
 
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 Gladys. Me, too. What can we do to get even with them, 
 I mean him ? 
 
 Ethel. Suppose we exchange. You answer Harold's let- 
 ter and let me answer Harry's. 
 
 Gladys. Oh ! yes, and I'll tell Harold about my friend, 
 Eiiiel Browne, and you tell Harry about your friend, Gladys 
 Farrell. 
 
 Ethel. Then he'll think that ive have been flirting, too. 
 Gladys, dear, you are always clever. 
 
 Glauvs. But, dearie, ^^?/ thought of it first. I just added 
 to your idea. 
 
 Ethel. Did he give you a ring ? 
 
 Gladys {laughing). Yes, but I don't believe it's real gold. 
 {Flits her ha?id up to her nose.) It smells kind of brassy 
 
 {Both laugh.) 
 
 Ethel. I really believe mine came from the ten cent store. 
 {Takes it off and throws it on the floor. Both girls laugh 
 heartily. Ethel picks up the ring and hands it to Gladys.) 
 And I believed him when he said it was a diamond of the first 
 water. 
 
 Gladys {laughing). Weren't we silly ? 
 
 Ethel {still laughing). He told me it had been in his 
 family a hundred years. 
 
 Gladys. He told me the same thing. 
 
 {Throws herself in the armchair ; leans her head back. 
 Ethel drops onto the divan, and peal after peal of laugh- 
 ter rings through the room.) 
 
 Ethel. Gladys, is your heart broken? 
 
 Gladys. Not a bit of it. I am sure I like Charlie Wclton 
 best, after all. I believe I'll call him up and ask him to come 
 over after supper. 
 
 Ethel. Won't he rush ! Say, Gladys, suppose you call up 
 Dick Holland and tell him I am home. 
 
 Gladys {teasing). It won't be necessary to tell him any- 
 thing else. {Goes to the telephone and calls.) Delmar 2652. 
 Hello ! Is this Mr. Welton ? Yes, this is Gladys. Oh ! I 
 got home last week. You see I've been real busy, and then — 
 I thought you might come around and inquire if I was home. 
 In fact I rather expected you. {Listens for a moment, laughs 
 softly and shakes her hajid at Ethel.) No, I'm not really 
 
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 angry, just a tiny bit disappointed ; but I'll forgive you, and — 
 Charlie, — if you will come out this evening — that is, of course, 
 if you have no other engagement. {^Listens again. ) No, I 
 wouldn't have you break an engagement just to come out to see 
 me. Not important? with Dick? Oh! tell him that Ethel is 
 home. (^Laughs.) That's different, isn't it? Wait a minute 
 and I'll ask her ; yes, she's here. {Turns laughingly to Ethel.) 
 Will you be home this evening? Yes, Ethel will be home, and 
 Charlie — if you come over this evening I know a girl who will 
 be r<f^?/ glad to see you. (^Listens laughingly.) No jollying 
 now ; — all right, I'll expect you. Good-bye. 
 
 Ethel. I guess the home boys are good enough for us, 
 even if they can't tell such beautiful fairy tales. 
 
 Gladys. You know Charlie always comes early ; suppose 
 we walk over to see you. 
 
 Ethel. All right. 
 
 Gladys. And, Ethel, you come over in the morning and 
 we'll answer those letters, then we'll take all their, I mean his 
 other letters and the rings and pictures — I guess we can scrape 
 them out — and make a bonfire, and that will end Mr. Curtis 
 of St. Paul. 
 
 Ethel {seriously). Oh ! Gladys, suppose we hadn't been 
 chums and hadn't told each other. 
 
 Gladys. We won't suppose anything of the kind. {Puts 
 her arm about Ethel.) We are chums and we'll never again 
 let an insignificant, red-haired, pug-nosed, freckle-faced numb- 
 skull come between us. 
 
 Ethel {giggling). After all it was a lark. 
 
 Gladys. But we didn't know it at the time. I should 
 rather call it an experience. 
 
 Ethel. An experience which we will never tell. 
 
 Gladys. Never. 
 
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 mechanical servant maid, incapable of insubordination or insolence, never 
 wanting an afternoon out, and immune from the attentions of the police or 
 other adorers, is alluring in itself, and is shown to be full of humorous possi- 
 bilities on the stage. Recommended for a short and easy entertainment. 
 
 PRICE J5 CENTS* 
 
NEW COLONIAL PLAYS. 
 
 THE 
 
 Girls of Seventeen Seventy-Six 
 
 (A Colonial Thama in Three c/lds* 
 
 FOR FEMALE CHARACTERS ONLY. 
 
 By DORA ADELE SHOEMAKER, 
 
 AUTHOR OF "A FIGHTING CHANCE," ETC. 
 
 Fourteen female characters, and sni)eriiunieraries. Scenes, two interiors 
 and two exteriors ; costumes, those of the Colonial period. A strong and stir- 
 ring play, toucliing lightly and adroitly upon certain minor historical points in 
 the structure of its plot, but relying mainly upon purely imaginary but wholly 
 characteristic and convincing incidents of love and minor politics for the in- 
 terest of its story. Barbara's pretty love episode is ingeniously woven into the 
 familiar fabric of the Revolution with admirable dramatic i-esults. Brightly 
 and cleverly written, full of convincing historical color, and appealing strongly 
 and adroitly to the spirit of patriotism, it is strongly recommended to Colonial 
 Societies aud other interested bodies as first-class material. Plays a full evening. 
 
 PRICE 25 CENTS. 
 
 CHARACTERS. 
 
 Madam Evelyn Mayfields . Wife of Colonel MayfieUls of ye British Army 
 
 A™da! • • Her Daufihters 
 
 Barbara Steele ^' Bitler Siceet," her Niece 
 
 Dolly Darrah The Friend of Barbara 
 
 " Grandmere " Mayfields The mother of Colonel Mayfielda 
 
 HoNORA Drake A staunch Loyalist 
 
 Anne Van Dresser The friend of Amanda 
 
 Jacqueline Marie Valcartier, A French-Canadian girl of fallen 
 
 fortune Grandraere's attendant 
 
 Betsey Ross. 
 Troubles ^ 
 
 £"LOE ( si^^^g 
 
 Minerva [ 
 Dassy J 
 
 Ovists for the Setvi7ig-Bee in Act I, and for the Ball in Act 111. 
 
 SYNOPSIS* 
 
 Act I.— Philadelphia. In the garden at Madam Mayfields. Afternoon late 
 in the month of May. 
 
 Act II.— Scene I. At the old cabin. Sunset time. July Fourth. 
 
 Scene II. The home of Betsey Ross. A morning of early Autumn. 
 Act III.— Trenton. The hall of the ballroom. Christmas night. 
 
 Soldiers Brave and Maidens Fair 
 
 c/1 Colonial Comedy in T<wo cAds* 
 By T. H. DA VIES. 
 
 Six male, two female characters, and soldiers. Scene, an easy interior ; cos- 
 tumes of the period. A clever and entertaining little piece depicting a stir- 
 ring incident of the Revolution that might easily have happened even if, as is 
 probably (he case, it never did, historv being notoriously undramatic. Very 
 bright and perfectly actable. All the i)arts good and some of exceptional 
 opportunity. Plays' only an hour ana a half or so, and so is well adapted to 
 form part of a longer program. Strongly patriotic. 
 
 PRICE ,..,.. J5 CENTS. 
 
 i^ 1909 
 
LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 
 
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