THE 
 
 OR, 
 
 LOYAL, BRAVE AND TRUE. 
 
 MILITAEY DEAMA 
 
 V\ 
 
 IN FOUR ACTS. 
 
 BY 
 
 Capt. Paul St. Claire, 
 
THE 
 
 Scout of the Potomac 
 
 OR, 
 
 Loyal, |3rave and True. 
 
 DEDICATED TO 
 
 Phil. Sheridan Post No. 3, G. A. R. 
 
 DEPARTMENT OF WISCONSIN. 
 
 BY 
 
 CAPT. PAUL ST. CLAIRE. 
 
 Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1874, by Capt. Paul St. Claire, 
 in the office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington, D. C. 
 
 t874 & 
 
 7 — 
 
 "Any person publicly performing any dramatic composition, for which copyright has been 
 obtained, without consent of the proprietor, shall be liable for damages, in all cases, not less 
 than Sl'iO for the first and $50 for every subsequent performance." — Extract U. S. Copyright 
 Laic, Sec. 101." (Act of Jhly S, 1872.) 
 
 MILWAUKEE, WIS. 
 
 i8 7 4: 
 

 MAIN CHARACTERS. 
 
 Harry Seymour, (afterwards Colonel) Union Scout. 
 
 James Mowbray, (afterwards Captain) Union Officer. 
 
 Mrs. Langlade, (wife of Rebel Colonel) Middle aged Lady. 
 
 Col. Langlade, (Rebel — afterwards Mr. Weldon), Middle-aged Gentleman. 
 
 Miss Julia Langlade, (Loyal, Brave and True) ist Young Lady 
 
 Miss Lucy Mowbray (after hospital nurse,wards wife of Col. Seymour). 2d Young Lady. 
 
 Mr. Mowbray, (Union and Civilian) Old Gentleman. 
 
 Mrs. Mowbray. Old Lady. 
 
 MINOR CIIA RA C TERS. 
 
 Hans. (Dutchman and Comic Character.) 
 • Tom French, (Union Soldier.) 
 James Morgan, ( •' " ) 
 
 Surgeon Hastings, (U. S. A. Surgeon.) 
 Leary, (Poor White Trash.) 
 
 Chief of the Knights of the Golden Cross, (Afterwards Rebel Col. Morton.) 
 Corporal Button. (Rebel.) 
 Negro Jack, (Comic Character.) 
 Shorty, (Union.) 
 Jenkins, ( " ) 
 Muggins, (Rebel.) 
 Bill. ( •' ) 
 
 Lieut. Bentley (Union.) 
 Luce, (Negro.) 
 Voice on Left. 
 Bell Boy. 
 
 PERIOD AND SCENE. 
 
 Act ist, 1861 — 1862. Scene 1, 2 and 3, Plantation near Richmond, Va. Scene 3rd, 
 Illinois. Act 2d, 1862 — 1863. Virginia Potomac Army. Act. 3rd, 1863 — 1864. Wash- 
 ington, D. C. Act. 4, 1864—1865 In the field near Richmond, Va. Last scene, home 
 in Illinois. 
 
 COSTUMES AND GENERAL INSTRUCTIONS. 
 
 James Mowbray. Act 1st. Scene I. Civilian Suit. 2nd Act Scene 2 . U.S.A. 
 Captain's Uniform 4th Act Last scene. Dark broadcloth suit. 
 
 Harry Seymour. Act 1. Scene I Rebel Lieutenant's Uniform. Act 2 and 3. U. 
 S. A. Colonel's uniform. Act 4. Scene 1. Coat of uncertain color; short 111 waist T 
 narrow sleeves, wide pants, but short, heavy brogans. soft hat, narrow brim, large high 
 colored neckerchief, Act 4. Scene 4. Dark broadcloth suit. 
 
 Col. Langlade. Act 1st. Scene 1st. Rebel Colonel's uniform. Act 2d. the same. 
 Act 3. Civilian's dress. 
 
 Civilians will wear dresses and clothes according to their respective social standing. 
 Military characters will appear in ''Infantry regulation" according to their respective- 
 rank. 
 
 Knights of Golden Cross. Loose white garments covering up head and entire body. 
 Holes cut out for mouth and eyes; sleeves unnecessary, the persons appearing in that 
 scene being in their shirt sleeves. This garment is decorated on the breast with black 
 skull underneath crossed bones. Chief and two "Royal Knights" have in addition, a 
 golden cross rightand left of the skull. This disguise, will, upon application, be furnished 
 by proprietor of drama. 
 
 The Camp Scene in Ist Act, can be enlarged ad libitum, and any suitable feature 
 introduced. 
 
 The Elephant can be made by two men with a large blanket; the front man holding 
 the elephant's tiunk made out of pasteboard. 
 
 At the end of Scene ist, Act 2d, some one may sing behind the scenery' immediately 
 after Tom. French's exit, -'Sweet Belle Mahone," with orchestra accompaniment. 
 
 igpTost of the G. A. R., or other parties wishing- to perform this- 
 drama are requested to apply for particulars to 
 
 CAPT. PAUL ST. CLAIRE, 
 
 Headquarters Phil. Sheridan Post No. 3, G. A. R. 
 
 MILWAUKEE, WIS. 
 
ACT I. 
 
 Flat represents front of Langlade's house; door in C. F. Grounds in'jfront of house. 
 
 [JAMES MuWBRAY, supporting himself with a cane, slowly and limping, comes from 1st E. 
 R. to C. S. Stands still, half facing audience.] 
 
 James M. Well, well, I cannot stand it much longer. The war 
 has lasted almost four months, and instead of joining my northern 
 friends in the fierce contest against the rebellious southern aristocracy, 
 I am forced to hang around here in the very midst of rebeldom,idle, 
 waiting for this miserable ankle of mine to get well, and let me out of 
 this golden cage. And this Mrs. Langlade — she has kept me in her 
 house during my sickness, and out of sheer gratitude, I must refrain, 
 from expressing my loyal sentiments. She is the fiercest rebel in the 
 south. But if it had not been for her daughter's nursing, my career 
 Avould have ended here. Lucky that I have managed to keep Mrs. 
 Langlade somewhat mystified in regard to my political sentiments, or 
 else — 
 
 [Looks up to L.] 
 
 Ah! what's that? some one is coming down the road on horseback. 
 He looks like a rebel soldier. Guess it's one of Col. Langlade's men. 
 
 [Harry Seymour in rebel Lieutenant's uniform, comes on the stage from 1st E. L. steps to 
 C. L.] 
 
 Marry S. Well stranger, can I stop here over night ? I've been 
 in the saddle since daybreak, and I and my horse need rest. 
 
 James M. I presume you can, although I have nothing to say 
 about it; but there comes the lady of the house, Mrs Langlade; you 
 may speak to her. 
 
 [Mrs. Langlade conies out of house,stops near Mowbray. J 
 
 Harry S. Madam, I am worn out,and my horse is almost used up ; 
 will you keep us over night? 
 
 Mrs. L. You are a soldier ? 
 
 Harry S. Yes madam, I belong to Gen. Johnson's Headquarters, 
 and am on my way to Richmond with despatches to Gen. Beauregard. 
 
 Mrs. L. Ah! Yes, Ibid you welcome, and we will try to make 
 you comfortable. Jack! [calling to R.] take this gentleman's horse to 
 the stable. Lieutenant — 
 
 [Xegro Jack from 1st C. R. comes onthe stage.] 
 
 Jack-. Yes, missus! 
 
 Harry 8. Lieutenant Thompson, [with a bow.] 
 Mrs. L. Lieutenant Thompson, step into the house, and I will 
 order supper for you immediately. 
 
 Harry S. [bowing.] Which will be most cheerfully accepted. 
 
 I Loth walk into house.l 
 
 James M. [remains standing outside.] If it wasn't a. rebel soldier, 
 I would say that is my old friend Harry Seymour. This is certainly 
 the exact counterpart of Harry, and if I did not know his true and 
 
loyal heart, I would swear it was he. Come to think about it, he 
 looked at me in a rather knowing way, and — yes, now I think of it, I 
 perceived the same slight scar over his left eye, that Harry used to 
 have, and which I will remember as long as I live. 
 
 [Turns around to walk into the house. Negro Jack appears from R. and slyly calls to him. J 
 
 Jack. Massa Mowbray, hi! hi! [Mowbray stands still] dat's a fine 
 hoss, neber seed such a hoss afore, golly no, dis nigger nebber did. 
 Legs like a canterlope and — 
 
 James M. Antelope, Jack, you mean to say antelope. 
 
 Jack. Yes, massa, zacly, anterlope, an a neck like massa Jack- 
 son's fighting rooster: Golly! what a line hoss ; dat's what I calls a right 
 smart git hoss. Massa Mowbray, hab you eber seed a hoss? 
 
 James M. Why Jack! what a question. 
 
 Jack. Hab you eber seed such a hoss? 
 
 James M. (In an angry way turns around as if walking to the 
 house.) Jack, you are silly to-day. 
 
 Jack. (Comes nearer and leaning forward) Massa Mowbray 
 [Mowbray stops] dis here nigger has made a bobservation .about dat 
 dare hoss, dat dare hoss is a northern hoss, and dat dere soger is a 
 northern soger, as sure as dis here child am a collud man. 
 
 James M. Jack, what do you mean? what do you know? tell me all 
 about it. 
 
 [Steps a little to L,] 
 
 Jack. Dis yer nigger puts the hoss in the stable, and as I'se 
 gwine to take the saddle off, I sees de blanket under de saddle, what 
 is not de kind ob blanket dis yer sogers around here hab, and I looks 
 at de hosses gums, and I see its ginniwine northern hoss. 
 
 Mowbray. How can you tell? 
 
 Jack. Massa Mowbry, dese yer hosses what always eat con, hab 
 hard gums; northern hosses de say eats no con, and dey hab soft 
 gums. 
 
 Moivbray. You are pretty sharp, Jack, but you may be mistaken 
 in the man; perhaps he captured the horse from the union army. 
 
 Jack. Dis yer child ins't mistaken,Massa Mowbry. What for dat 
 man looks at you all de time, like's he's gwine to say, "I know you, 
 I seed you afore," and he ac's puzled like, and looks de other way. 
 I clare Massa Mowbry, dats a union man, and he better look out 
 Missus don't catch him an fine him out. You know I is for de 
 union, an I is gwine to watch, an I'll hab de hoss ready for de ossifer, 
 in case of trouble. 
 
 Mowbray. All right, Jack,I know you are on the right side. Keep 
 your eyes open and look sharp; I'll do the same. And while I think 
 about it, you may go up to my room and pack up all my loose things. 
 I shall leave here in a few days, and try to get north. But you must 
 keep still about this,and not breathe a single word to any one. 
 
 Jack. Don' you be affeerd, Massa Mowbry, dis yer nigger knows 
 a ting or two. 
 
 [Exit L.— Mowbray into house.] 
 
SCENE II. 
 
 [Room iu Col. Langlade's house. Table with tea things near 2 E. R. Chair near third 
 E. R. Sola L. C. F. 2 Chairs R.F. Seymour seated at table (facing audience) eating, Mrs Lang- 
 lade busy about table; she stops as Mowbray enters 1st E. L. stepping to near C. S.] 
 
 Mrs Langlade. [As Mowbray enters] Mr. Mowbray, you are just 
 in time. You will oblige me very much if you bear Lieutenant 
 Thompson company while I look for a minute after my household 
 affairs. But I believe you have not been introduced to the gentle- 
 man. Lieutenant Thompson, [Seymour rises] this is Mr. Mowbray, 
 who will now in absence of the master of the house take part of his 
 duty upon himself by entertaining you. [They exchange courtesies.] 
 
 James M. Be seated, Lieutenant Thompson, be seated. [Mrs. 
 Langlade exit 1st E. L. James M. takes seat opposite table.] Press- 
 ing invitations to partake of Mrs. Langlade's hospitality will be un- 
 necessary, I think, as all day in the saddle warrants no lack of ap. 
 petite. How many miles have you rode to-day? 
 
 Harry S. [looking cautiously around, in low voice.] Far enough 
 to meet my old friend James Mowbray, [James rises] who does not 
 seem to recognize me. 
 
 James M. What, indeed, Harry, Harry Seymour, you,and in such 
 uniform? Then my eyes did not deceive me. I thought I knew you, 
 when you spoke to me, asking for a night's lodging. That scar over 
 your left eye brought back the time when we played ball on 
 your father's farm,andby an unlucky miss I floored you with my bat. 
 —But I never thought to find you in arms against the old stars and 
 stripes. I can hardly believe my senses. 
 
 Harry S. [who in the mean time has emptied his cup of tea] 
 James, don't get excited, keep calm and we will exchange notes. lam 
 through with my supper, [rises and moves chair away from table to 
 near C. S. and sits down) and now if you can oblige me with a cigar, 
 I'll tell you all about it. 
 
 James M. Certainly, [draws a cigar case and offers it to Harry S. 
 Both light and smoke; draws chair front of table and sits down.] 
 
 Harry S. Now, James, let me tell you. I am in ticklish business. 
 lam acting as spy for Gen'l McClellan. He has taken command of 
 the Potomac army, and intends to move on Richmond as soon as all 
 his plans are matured. He needed information in regard to the 
 country around here,, and I was asked to undertake the business. I 
 assented most willingly, as since the disastrous Bull Run battle we 
 have been idle, nothing stirring, and I wanted some excitement. My 
 mission is now ended, and I have been very fortunate. I have traveled 
 six days without creating suspicion, and now I glory in finding you, 
 my dear old boy, and enjojang this really excellent cigar. There,now 
 your part. 
 
 James M. [who in the mean time has risen and shaken hands.] 
 With all my heart, Harry, God bless you! Pardon me for harboring 
 the thought that you had turned your back on the old flag, [sits down] 
 I really envy you. While I must lie around here idle, you can serve 
 the good and glorious cause. If it had not been for my bad luck, I 
 would have joined the army long ago. But to my story. You 
 
remember four years ago I left Illinois for the south, and found em- 
 ploy ment as civil engineer in Charleston, Savannah and Richmond. 
 Finally Mr. Langlade employed me to build a mill on the plantation, 
 and while here, the long threatening thundercloud burst, and war was 
 declared. A few days more and I would have left the south, when a 
 severe illness stretched me on my bed, which I could not leave for 
 many, weeks. As soon as convalescent I was eager to leave, but one 
 day, going down stairs and being still very weak, I lost my footing 
 and fell, spraining my ankle most seriously. And now here I am; I 
 am not quite able to travel far, but in a few days I would have left for 
 the north. My departure now will be hastened, as I shall leave with 
 you to-morrow morning. 
 
 Harry S. Very good, James, that you may do. I am sorry for 
 you, you have suffered a great deal. But how about these folks here ? 
 Mr. Langlade is colonel of a Rebel regiment? and it seems Mrs. 
 Langlade is on the same side. 
 
 James M. Oh! she is an out and out rebel, I must say that,- 
 although she has treated me very kindly,and owing to such treatment I 
 never uttered my real sentiments regarding our political affairs. 
 
 Harry 8. Have they any children ? 
 
 James M. But one child, a daughter. 
 
 Harry S. Well, she cannot be very small ? 
 
 James M. No she is eighteen years old, and Harry let me tell you, 
 she is the loveliest girl I ever saw, and — 
 
 Harry S. What, James, falling in love with a she-rebel? 
 
 James M. No, no, Harry! you interrupted me; that is just what I 
 was going to speak about. She is loyal and true to our cause, and 
 many a fierce dispute has this caused between mother and daughter. 
 The fact is, Harry,I love Julia Langlade, she has promised to be my 
 wife, though when that will be, God knows, under the present cir- 
 cumstances the consummation of our hopes may be distant; but we will 
 be true to each other, while we live. 
 
 Harry S. So, so, old boy, that's what comes of travelling south. 
 It's a pity I cannot have a glance at the maiden who carried off the 
 victor's palm in preference to the fair girls of Illinois. Well, I con- 
 gratulate you most heartily; to-morrow you can tell me more about it. 
 — It must be about bed time, and I am very tired. Where is Mrs. 
 Langlade? she is making a long stay. Ah! I hear some one coming. 
 
 [Turns toward the door, 1st E. L.l 
 
 Julia L. [Enters 1st E, L. stops near C. L. Both rise.] Good 
 evening, gentlemen. My mother, Mrs. Langlade, sends meto express 
 her regret for being deprived of the pleasure of your company this 
 evening, she suffers with an attack of nervous headache, and had to 
 retire earlier than usual. 
 
 James M. Julia, allow me to introduce you to my old friend 
 and former playmate Harry Seymour, a Union spy from Gren'l Mc- 
 Clellan's Headquarters. I have told him all about you, darling. 
 
 Harry 8. [Advances, taking her hand] Miss Langlade,it is with 
 a feeling of intense pleasure to find in you not only the betrothed of 
 my friend James Mowbray, but one also who in the midst of dis- 
 loyalty has remained loyal and true to the Union. [Seizing the hands 
 
of both] May the future, which so dark and gloomy rises before us, 
 in no way sever the ties that bind you together; and God grant that 
 the old flag may soon wave in peace over a united country. 
 
 I Ncii-o Jack, enters the door hurriedly.) 
 
 Jack Massa, Massa Mowbry! Col. Langlade an' his men come-down 
 here to catch you and shoot you dead ebery one of you. Missus heb 
 heard your consternation outside the door, and she sen' George down 
 to camp to hab you uns arrested. Git out the back door, quick; 
 behin' the stable, I'sgot theossifer's hoss all saddled and Massa Mow- 
 bray take the Colonel's bay hoss. Dis way! dis way! I hears dem 
 coming. [Turns to 1st E. L.] 
 
 [Harry in the mean time has buckled on his sword, which has been standing against 
 sofa.] 
 
 Julia L. Oh, there, for God's sake,hurry! fly! Dear James, what 
 will become of you ? 
 
 Harry S. Come, come, this is business. Farewell. [To Miss 
 Julia.] 
 
 James 31. [who has all this time held her hand, kisses her] God 
 bless you, darling, be ever loyal and true, (exit both 1st E. R. Julia 
 sits down, chair near table,) 
 
 I Enter Col. Langlade with drawn sword, with rebel soldiers 1st E. L.J 
 
 Col. L. Where! Ha! What, you here? Where are the rascals, say 
 girl, quick or I'll forget that you are my daughter. Did you aid them 
 to escape? Speak girl! 
 
 Julia (rises and quietly says) Father, you see those men are 
 not here, seek them, I know not where they are. You have enough 
 soldiers with you, I think they should be able to capture two men. 
 Do not vent your anger on me, I am innocent, but I pray to God they 
 are beyond your reach. 
 
 Col. L. [stamps his foot] Bryan! search the outhouses, and go to 
 the stable and see if the horses are there [Rebel soldiers leave 1st C. 
 L. Col. L. turning to Julia] Base, ungrateful girl, this is the manner 
 in which you show your filial love and duty; now I can see the cause of 
 your so-called loyalty. I'll fix that sweet lover of yours if I catch 
 him. [Advances to IstE. R.] 
 
 Mrs. L, (enters the room with an astonished look, 1st E. L.) 
 Well! where are the prisoners? [stands still C. L.] 
 
 Col. L. Yes, where are they; ask your lovely daughter. [Turns 
 back from R.] That's what comes of your new tangled ideas. Could'nt 
 rest until she was up in that northern boarding school, where she 
 learned disobedience to her parents and got her abolitionist ideas, 
 [turns to 1st E. R.] But I must be off. I'll hunt them down 
 down like mad dogs, [exit 1st E. R.] 
 
 Mrs. L. [advances toward Julia.] Julia! What is all this about? 
 Do I understand that you sympathized with that wolf in sheep's 
 clothing, James Mowbray, to the very last, even so far as to oppose 
 your father's plans concerning the enemies of our cause,these* northern 
 hirelings, who dare intrude themselves into our very families under 
 the mask of friendship, and who for the sake of gaining the heart and 
 hand of the daughter of one of the oldest families of the southern 
 aristocracy, will stoop down to pusillanimous actions, partake of our 
 
hospitality and friendship for months, yes, be nursed like a child 
 during sickness, and yet continue to long for the day when he can take 
 up arms against us, yes against your own father and mother? Fie! 
 how base! how ungrateful. Fie! Fie! 
 
 [Exit in rage. 1st E. L.] 
 
 Julia, [sitting down on sofa.] Oh heavens! This is almost more 
 than I can bear. Deprived of my parents' love,and of him in whom I 
 had learned to trust, and who was dearer to me than all the world, 
 [rises] God speed him and help me. He will temper the wind for the 
 shorn lamb. 
 
 [Julia stands with uplifted, clasped hands as in prayer, while repeating last sentence. 
 Curtain drops.] 
 
 SCENE III. 
 
 [Room in Mowbray's house. C. S. table with books etc. L. F. large table. To R. of 
 table, Mrs. Mowbray, workstand beside her, in rocking chair. Chair L. of table. Sofa R. P. 
 a few chairs R. and L. of table. Large easy chair in rear of C. P. facing L. Other furniture 
 ad libitum. Mrs. Mowbray knitting. Enter Mr. Mowbray 1st E. L. Takes easy chair at center 
 table.] 
 
 Mr. Mowbray. Mother! this has been a fine day, and if it is 
 pleasant to-morrow, I will go to town for the mail. It is quite a while 
 since we heard from James. 
 
 Mrs. Mowbray, [stops knitting] Yes it's so strange. He used to 
 be very punctual in his correspondence, and now we have not heard 
 from him since the 29th of July. He wrote then, that he had entirely 
 recovered from his illness and that his ankle was almost well. 
 
 Mr. M. Yes, and he mentioned that we would have but one more 
 letter before he would come home. 
 
 Mrs, M. I fear that all is not well with him. I cannot sleep 
 nights, thinking of him, and my imagination conjures up all kinds of 
 danger which may have befallen him. — God knows, if we will ever see 
 him again. [Takes handkerchief to wipe the tears ofi.] 
 
 [Lucy Mowbray comes in happy and smiline- 1st E. R.] 
 
 Lucy M. Why mother crying? [stands] Now I am sure it is about 
 James, that naughty brother of mine. He don't deserve to get a 
 single kiss from me, when he comes home. [Takes chair L. of table 
 L.F.] 
 
 Mrs M. Oh, child! child! you are making light of the subject. Who 
 knows what dangers he is in. His having come from the north is 
 sufficient to stamp him as the enemy of those with whom he is living. 
 
 Mr. M. Mother's fears are certainly not unfounded. 
 
 Lucy M. Oh now, I know James will take care of himself, and 
 one of these days he will come home quite unexpectedly. Now dear 
 mother, [rises and kisses her] do not cry anymore. A kind Providence 
 has brought him safely through a great deal of trouble, and I believe 
 the same Providence will bring him safely back to us. 
 
 Mrs. 3f. That is my only hope! 
 
 Mr. 31. And mine. — I'll go to town early in the morning to get 
 the mail. 
 
 Lucy M. Get the mail? Why Hans went to town this evening to 
 get that plow mended, and I told him to call at the Post Office. I ex- 
 
peet him back every minute; [advances a few steps toward 1st E. L. 
 looking L.] There he is now. [steps to 1st E. L.] Hans! any 
 letters ? 
 
 Hans, (enters awkwardly 1st E. L.) Oh yes, miss, one, doo, dree 
 mit a newspaper [handing them to Lucy. 
 
 Luey. (quickly takes letters and papers, looks them over, 
 shouts, dancing] From James, from James, [putting papers and let- 
 ters, except one on table 0. S.] There I told you he is all right. 
 Post Mark Washington D. 0. (opens letter and reads, going to chair 
 L. of table L. E. sitting down. Hans takes a chair near 1st E. L.) 
 
 Dear father and mother — [Aside jocosely]: he does not mention 
 sister Lucy — Yesterday I arrived here safely in the union lines, and I 
 breathe anew. Oh, how I longed for the moment when I could see 
 again the old stars and stripes waving over my head, end be again 
 with those among whom I need not be afraid to utter expressions of 
 love and admiration for the dear old flag. My exit from rebeldom was 
 rather hasty and unceremonious . I departed in company with Harry 
 Seymour, who as you will undoubtedly know, belongs to General Mc- 
 Clellan's Head Quarters, and has been acting as scout or spy. He 
 called at Col. Langlade's house for supper and lodging,recognized me, 
 and our conversation being overheard by Mrs. Langlade, she sent to 
 camp for Col. Langlade to capture us. Warned by one of the negroes; 
 we escaped, just as the rebel squad came dashing up the road, and 
 before they could quite surround the house, we had, under cover of 
 darkness reached the stable and our horses, Not having time to ask 
 the Col's, permission for a ride on his horse into the Union lines, I 
 took it without ceremony, and we dashed down the road in a south- 
 western direction, thereby throwing our pursuers off the track. After 
 riding at neck speed about 10 miles, we changed our course and 
 crossed the Pamunky river early in the morning. Here we gave our 
 horses a slight rest, and traveled on without meeting with any par- 
 ticular adventure, until at noon, after crossing the Matapony near 
 Bowling Green, we encountered a small squad of rebel cavalry. I felt 
 for my revolver and thought we would have to fight our way through; 
 but Harry told me to keep quiet and let him act. They halted us,and 
 Harry rode up to them, aud taking their commander, a very dainty 
 looking young fellow, sporting a handsome Lieutenant's uniform, aside, 
 told him, that he was an aide de camp on Gen'l Beauregard's staff, 
 and on important business; that he should keep a good look out, for he 
 had heard that some of the Harris Light Cavalry were on a reconnoitre 
 on this side of the Potomac. The little Lieutenant, highly elated at 
 the important trust placed in him, left us without further inquiry, and 
 late that night we heard the welcome challenge of the Union pickets. 
 — Oh! how thankful am I that I am here, and can now have an 
 opportunity to serve my country. Though I longed so much to see 
 your dear faces, and have you, dearest mother, kiss your old boy 
 again, yet I could not quiet my ardent desire of enlisting at once. 
 Through Harry's influence I have received a position as clerk in the 
 Quarter-Master General's office, until my ankle, which will soon be 
 well again, enables me to join the active service in the field. The 
 only thought that gives me grief is,that Julia, the true and loyal girl, 
 
is left alone with no one to sympathize with her feelings, and her 
 position in the family made still more unpleasant by this last event 
 in Langlade's house. Oh, that she could be with you now; you would 
 all learn to love her, and sister Lucy would prove such an admirable 
 companion to her. — (Aside jocosely) Ahem! that's ail I am good for, 
 take care of his sweetheart. — I will close for to-night. You will soon 
 hear from me again. My love to all, and a thousand kisses to Lucy, 
 [jocosely aside:] it seems he has a few to spare. Your affectionate 
 son. — James Mowbray. 
 
 P. S. lam enlisted in the 75th N. Y. Regiment, but will be trans- 
 ferred to an Illinois Regiment as soon as I have fully recovered. My 
 address is Q. M, G. office, Washington, D. C. 
 Mr. and Mrs. M. Thank God that he is safe! 
 Mrs. M. Y'es, but if he had only come home just for a single day, 
 so that I could have seen him once more, before he enters upon the 
 dangerous duty of a soldier's life. 
 
 Mr. M. Yes mother, but think how sad would the parting have 
 been. James has acted according to his loyal heart, and to forego 
 the pleasure of coming here has undoubtedly cost him a bitter trial. 
 
 Mrs. M. But for four long years I have not seen him, and now God 
 knows whether I shall ever see him again. — I am perfectly willing to 
 have him go, his country needs him, and he will be a good and faith- 
 ful soldier. — But 1 just wanted to see him once more, just once. 
 
 Lucy M. Dear mother! do not weep, all will be well. The war is 
 not going to last very long, besides he may get a furlough sometime 
 and come home. Oh! won't it be nice to have James driving around 
 with me in his uniform, and everybody will make so much of him. Hans! 
 did you understand all this? James is a soldier, he kills the rebels 
 now, shoots them [Rises and takes position of firing] understand? 
 
 Hans, [who has been sitting all this time twisting his hat and 
 occasionally wiping his eyes with it, rises, twisting hat vigorously] 
 Yah! yes, Miss Lucy, ich versteh. Hans gehs mit. I fights for mine 
 kuntry, I fights mit Mishter Shames. I gomes from Shermany do dis 
 kuntry, dis is mine kuntry now, und de dam — 
 Lucy M. [with warning finger] Oh! Hans. 
 
 Sans, [very earnest] Oh no, Miss Lucy, I no shwear. I say: 
 damlige rebels got no piziness mit uns. I goes to-day, no, do-morrow, 
 und I 'fight mit Mishter Shames. 
 
 Lucy M. What, are you going to enlist in James' Regiment? 
 Hans. Yah, miss, dats wats de matter. 
 
 Lucy 31. Oh good! good! And if he should get hurt or sick you 
 can take care of him, won't you, Hans. And you will take lots of 
 things down to him when you go. There are some of those nice 
 apples down in the orchard, you must take some of them along, they 
 are from the tree he planted just before he left. Oh, it will be so 
 nice, [walks to R. and sits down on sofa.] 
 Mr. M. You are not in earnest, Hans, are you? 
 Hans. Yes, Mishter Mowbray, I bis in ernst dermit. I can no 
 shpeak veel English, but this is mine kuntry, und I kan fight, I bis 
 [not finding the English word he rolls up his sleeve, and stretching his 
 arm showing his muscle] you seedere, I licks de rebels todt. I goes 
 
to-morrow to Washington, Mr. Mowbray, an ven I no gome home, 
 bring mine drunk mit all de dings town down to Gretchen, wat shtops 
 mit de Shoneses beebles, an say: dats von Hans, [turns toward door 
 1st E. L.] Goodnight! 
 
 Mr. M. [rising] Hans, if you really want to go, I'll assist you all 
 lean. Let me know if there is anything you want. I will go to 
 town with you in the morning, and buy a ticket to Washington. Mrs. 
 Mowbray and Lucy will give you a few things to take down to James, 
 and I hope [taking his hand] you will soon come back on the old 
 farm . -^ 
 
 Sans, [applying hat to his eyes] Dank you, Mishter Mowbray, 
 all right. Ven de rebs all gone, Hans gomes back do you mit 
 Mishter Shames. Goodnight, [while exit all say Goodnight.] 
 
 Mr. M. [Advancing to Mrs. Mowbray takes her hand, and bringing, 
 her a few steps to the front of S.] And so our only boy has become a 
 soldier. Mother, I am proud of him. 
 
 Lucy M. Who has stepped up to R. side of Mrs. Mowbray putting 
 her arm around her neck] And so am I. 
 
 Mr. M. God protect and keep him! 
 
 [Curtain Drops] 
 
 A.OT II, 
 
 Arms stacked R. F. Knapsacks near them. 
 
 (Camp Scene. Woods in distance. Soldiers on stage standing, lying down, chatting, 
 smoking.— Roll call is beaten. Fall in! Soldiers from R. and L. of stage, fall in line. 
 Orderly dresses them. Roll Call. An officer present. Rollcall over, Officer steps forward 
 
 Officer. Men, you will hold yourselves in readiness to fall in at a 
 moment's warning, the enemy has been advancing and our scouting 
 parties have had several skirmishes with him to-day. You will rest 
 with your arms by your side, and take all necessary precauitons, — 
 (Turning to Orderly) Dismiss the company! (Exit L.) 
 
 Orderly. Company, without doubling, right face! Break ranks, 
 march! 
 
 [Soldiers scatter about, some leave stage R. and L. Others remain in various positions as 
 before. Playing cards. Singing: "Rally 'round the flag." Scuffling. Fun generally. Tossing 
 in blanket. Playing elephant. (See general Instructions.) After elephant has left the stage.) 
 (JAMES MORGAN, comes from 3d E. L. walks across S- slowly.) 
 
 TOM FRENCH, (seated at 1st E. L. smoking pipe, as soon as James Morgan has come near 
 C. S. jumping up and advancing toward him.) 
 
 Tom. French. Say! Halloo! Jim Morgan, Halt! (Morgan stops) 
 come tell a fellow about the folks up home. You've just come back 
 from a furlough. It's quite a while since I've been there, I and a bul- 
 let from Fair Oaks. Well now how did you find the folks, all well? 
 Did you see any of them? 
 
 James Morgan. Yes I did. 
 
 Tom French. You did? Shake! (Shake hands) Oh, I am glad, 
 that's good. You know I am a pretty rough fellow, but I've got some 
 feeling after all. I tell you, when the minnies whistle, and shot, and 
 
10 
 
 shell come flyin' around, a feller will sometimes git a sorter tender 
 like and think of home and all the folks there. Well, so you saw 
 them. How is the old man, is he hale and hearty? And mother, is 
 she gettin' to look older, does she fret an' worry about me. And how's 
 Sis,has she grown any? And did you see her friend, you know,that,— 
 (Acting as if the pipe choked him) how the old pipe chokes me. — 
 Annie, Annie Moss? Now come tell. 
 
 James Morgan. I did'nt see them very often, I saw them but 
 once, and that was in church. All is well with them! 
 
 Tom French. You say you saw them in church? Yes, I should'nt 
 wonder, they are there regular on Sundays. 
 
 James Morgan. It was'nt on Sunday. 
 
 Tom Hreyich. Not on Sunday? 
 
 Jauies Morgan. No, there was a funeral. 
 
 Tom French. A funeral, you say? Who Jim? Why man alive what 
 ails you? You say all were there? Here, don't be a foolin', come, 
 tell me like a man. 
 
 James Morgan. Tom, my boy, bear it like a man. I said, all is 
 well. He, who watched over our lives in many a hard-fought battle, 
 while others of our comrades went to their long home, knows best. He 
 lets the flowers bloom and die, and — he took your Annie home to 
 that place where there is no anxious longing and waiting, but where 
 all is well, (takes a small package out of pocket hands it to Tom) 
 There is a curl from Annie, and a letter from your sister Bessie, that 
 will tell you all about it. Bear up old boy, don't give way. 
 
 Tom French. [Trying to keep back the tears, with trembling 
 voice.] I'll try to bear up, Jim, but its mighty hard. I've always 
 thought how nice it would be to have her meet me Avhen I come home, 
 and how happy I might be with her. But perhaps it's better so, and 
 who knows but I'll meet her soon at heaven's gate. [Slowly exit 1st 
 E. R.l 
 
 JAMBS MORGAN sits down with others near C. soldiers converse in whispers.— Gas 
 lowered.— Tattoo sounded. Soldiers lie dowB wrapped up in blankets. Music playing soft 
 tune. — Then distant rifle shots are heard. The long roll is beaten behind scenery. Fall in! 
 Soldiers fall into line, marched off by flank to L. Cannonading heard. A few shells drop on 
 Stage from R. Union skirmishers advance from L.— Firing from R. K.— Union skirmishers 
 fall back after advancing over St. to near R. C. Rebel skirmishers advance from E. to near L. 
 and fallback. Firing ceases. Lull before the battle.— Orchestra plays softly once: "Just before 
 the battle mother etc." Music ceases, heavy cannonading and musketry R. and L. Union 
 troops advance firing from L. Rebels advance from R. charge bayonet. Men fall on both 
 sides. Union Commander orders: charge! Rebels retreat. Hurrahs heard as Union troops 
 pass over stage through R. The first troopsas soon as passed through R. pass around 
 behind seenery to L. coming on S. double quick- This can be repeated 5 or 6 times: differ- 
 ent commanders must be with each squad, this will give every squad the appearance of new 
 men Orcherstra "Hail Columbia." 
 
 SCENE II. 
 
 Woods representing a ravine, rocks. Four soldiers enter from 1st E. L. carrying wounded 
 officer, Col. Seymour, on S. supporting him with their muskets, 
 
 Col. Seymour. (As soon as coming upon S.) Softly, men! softly 
 here lay me down, we are out of range. (The men lay him down, 
 opposite 1st E. R. leaving their muskets lying oif opposite 2d E. R. 
 putting knapsack under his head,) The enemy will not be likely to 
 find this hollow, but (looking at his wound, right side) my God! This 
 is a fearful wound! How the blood pours out! 
 
11 
 
 Tom. French. Col., don't give up. If we can stop this blood a 
 running,you'll get over it all right. (He bandages the wounds on head 
 and side with handkerchief.) 
 
 Morgan. I hope the ambulances will come around soon. I 
 guess Tom, I'll go and look for them, (exit 3 E. L.) 
 
 Tom. French. All right, Jim, go hurry them along. 
 
 Col. Seymour. Boys; it's no use, I believe I am going, I have lost 
 too much blood already. I am growing faint, (closes his eyes.) 
 
 Tom. French. Shorty! have you got anything in your canteen? 
 
 Shorty, (smells at his canteen, shakes it.) Ah, be jabbers! nary 
 a dhrop. Och, for the illigant shtuff I had in it yisterday, it would 
 set the Col. all right in a twinkling. 
 
 Tom. French. Well then, go and find some water, hurry! 
 
 Shorty. All right, I'm off. (Exit 1st E. L.) 
 
 (Tom and the other soldiers sit down by the Col. watching him.— Negro Jack appears 
 from 3d B.JL dressed in ill-fitting Union blue, forage cap, hands in trowsers pockets, 
 whistling ? suddenly sees them, quickly stops and advancing to front of stage facing audience, 
 features indicating surprise and fear.) 
 
 Jack. Golly! some folks! I'se a goner, shuah! dis chile did'nt 
 tink to fine a libing man dis side the globe.' (The Col. utters a groan, 
 Jack jumps aside,crouching down near 1st E. within view of audience) 
 
 Jack. Lor a massa what am dat! (Trying to hide more he creates 
 some noise.) 
 
 Tom. F. (turning around) Halloo! Why, Jack, what are you doin' 
 here. Where is the wagon train? 
 
 (Jack gathers himself up, and cap in hands.) 
 
 Jack. Why, Massa Tom, am dat you? I'se a tought you uns wor 
 a ghost. 
 
 Tom. French. None o' your nonsense, Jack. Where is your team? 
 Jack. Team! Dem dare mules yer mean? 
 
 Tom F. Why of course. 
 
 Jack. Golly Massa, dey is nowhere. As I's drivin' down de road 
 dis mornin, de shells flyin' so tick an I gits scared a' most to de'f, an' 
 de fust ting I sees, dem mules an de waggon am gone, an' I's after 
 dem to fine dem. Dat's ware dey are,massa, shuah! 
 
 [Col. Langlade appears in 3d E. R. with rebel soldiers, TheJ L two Union soldiers looking to L 
 Jack see< him first.] 
 
 Jack. Golly! Ole Massa Langlade! lis dead, (drops down on 
 his face.) 
 
 Col. L. (Stepping on S. pointed revolver at two Union soldiers.) 
 Surrender! 
 
 TomF. Not by a long shot, (both try to seize their rifles, but 
 before they can reach them, are shot down by rebels and killed.) 
 
 Col. L. (coming nearer and looking at Col. S.) Whom have we 
 here — by George, a Colonel — He is a goner anyway. I'll relieve him 
 of his trifles, (he stoops down examining Col. S. pockets.) 
 
 Capt. J. Mowbray, (behind scenery on L.) Double quick, boys! 
 
 [Langlade and Rebels face to L. Some at charge Bayonet, some at guard. Firing from L.] 
 
 Col. L. Get out of this, (faces to R. and with rebels off throuo-h 
 3d E, R. ) 
 
 Capt. Mowbray, [rushes onS. 2d E. L. followed by soldiers.) Go for 
 them, boys! (Sees Col. Seymour, stops.) Great God! Here, Jenkins 
 
12 
 
 and Fay, stay! You others pursue the rascals. (In the excitement 
 Jack steals off. The rest off through 2d and 3d E. R.) 
 
 Capt. James M. (stoops down and looks at Col. S.) My God! 
 Harry, Harry! (puts his hand on chest and forehead,feels his pulse.) He 
 is still alive. Some brandy,Jenkins. (Jenkins hands him canteen, he 
 takes it, bathes his face with the brandy and then applys the canteen 
 to his lips; watches him anxiously, then says.) There, that has done 
 him good. Now for an ambulance and a surgeon, (rises) 
 
 Morgan (entering 1st E. L. hurriedly with Surgeon Hastings) 
 Here is aid, I hope it is not too late, (seeing the dead bodies.) 
 Heavens! what has happened. Tom and Hendricks killed? 
 
 (Surgeon Hastings has immediately examined Col. Seymour, he and James Mowbray stooping 
 down. Jenkins in the meantime replies to Jim. Morgan.) 
 
 Jenkins. We were on the road below when we heard some firing 
 up this way. We double quicked up here, and found a lot of rebels, 
 one of them just rifling the Colonel's pockets, and these two men 
 killed; just as soon as the Johnnies saw us coming they skedaddled 
 like sixty. 
 
 Surgeon Hastings^ (rises) Go to^the ambulance and get a stretcher. 
 (Two men off to L.) 
 
 Surgeon Hastings, (examining the two dead Union soldiers.) They 
 are beyond all assistance. 
 
 Capt. James M. (rising and stepping up to them) Poor boys! 
 I'll see that they are properly buried. 
 
 (Two mea return with stretcher.) 
 
 Surgeon Hastings. Now men lift him up gently. 
 
 (Capt. Mowbray , Surgeon, Jenkins, Morgan and Fay, put Col Seymour on stretcher, the last two 
 pass to upper end of stretcher, ready to take hold. Jenkins lower end.) 
 
 Capt. Mowbray. All ready, Surgeon? 
 
 Surgeon Hastings. All ready! (Men lift stretcher and while they 
 stand ready to go,) 
 
 Changes to 
 
 SCENE III. 
 
 Scene in woods, same as Scene I. 
 Hans lying on ground C S. wounded back of head. He breathes heavily a few times, ! tries to 
 rise but feels his wound. After great deal of groaning and various efforts takes asitting posture, and 
 looks arouud. 
 
 Hans. Yell, veil, here I bis, all wat ish left fun Hans. (He feels 
 of his legs, body, arms.) Here ish noddings, dere ish noddings, nod- 
 dings all over, (feeling his head) aber somedings here, und nix here, 
 (striking his stomach) I ish in a pad fix, mid a hole through mine 
 kopp, und mine shtoomick dotter side wich. — Vo ish mine haversack? 
 koom (jerks it around to front, opens it and thrusts his arm up to 
 arm-pit into it, the bottom being gone.) Mine, Mine, ine shell ex- 
 ploded in mine haversack, und dakes aliens mit. — Oh! wat ine arroer 
 kerl ich bin, nix in de shtomick, nix in de haversack, und ine hole 
 droo, und droo mine kopp. — Och! wen Gretchen nose dat! — Who 
 dinks such a ding! Und no putty to gome round und sees me. I 
 gays tode mit hoonger py and py, wen I shtops here all de vile. (He 
 meditates, a few minutes, then says deliberately) Yah, dats so, I 
 sees wats begome mit de redshment. (rises.) Dinks 1 pedder shtoops 
 de hole in mine kopp. Vo ish mine sackeluch (he thrusts his right 
 
13 
 
 hand in pantaloon pocket, and extracts therefrom in succession: a ball 
 of knitting wool, a large jacknife, a comb, a piece of leather belt, two 
 military buttons, a long red necktie, a red cotton handkerchief and a 
 photograph together. He drops all the articles except last two, ex- 
 claiming as he draws out the photograph.) Oh mine! Gretchen! — 
 (looking at it) Gretchen! Gretchen! ven you knows what begome mit 
 your Hans, you go grazy. Vat a blessing you bis mit de fehonesess 
 beeble. (Puts photograph in left pantaloon pocket.) Now I die dis- 
 round der headache, (ties handkerchief around head,knot in front,the 
 two ends dangling over his face.) Now dats pretty good. (He gathers 
 up the articles strewn on the ground, and as one by one he puts them 
 slowly in pocket, says:) Wat ine ding it ish mit der war. Shootin' 
 dis way, und der odder way, und not care so veel (snapping thumb 
 and forefinger] wat de pullets do, ven dey gone. — Yah,dats so! — Wat 
 de rebs fight for? Money! Vy, I gots nix, Gretchen knows vere dat 
 ish; und close? Vy dey no work an gets some? — De b8eble in Illinois 
 wants no nigger, de rebs can all geep dem. Ah! de nigger shmells 
 pad! — bah! such a shwartzer kerl round de folks home! No! — I cannot 
 vershteh. — Och, mine shtumick! I goes an sees wats begome mid de 
 redshment. Koom, Hans! [Exit 1st E. R.] 
 
 [Scene changes to fourth Scene.] 
 
 SCENE IV. 
 
 [A hospital ward. Two beds or couches on K. resp. 2 E. and 3 E. — Matrasses on floor L. — C. S. 
 Small table and a chair at C- F- Two wounded men on matrasses. Col. Seymour on bed on R. 
 position R. to L. head near 2 E. chair on L. of bed. Col. Seymour head bandaged. A lady nurse 
 [Miss Lucy Mowbray] kneeling at patient on L. lying on matrass she proceeds to Col. Seymour's 
 bed.] 
 
 Miss Lucy M. Col. Seymour, how do you feel after your sleep ? 
 (feels his pulse) your, pulse is a great deal better, and there seems to 
 be no fever. 
 
 Col, S. Oh, Miss Mowbray, if it had not been for your care and 
 untiring, efforts I — 
 
 Miss Lucy M. (putting her hand over his mouth.) There, there, 
 keep still, do not say another word, I'll have to treat you like a child. 
 Surgeon Hastings said I should not let you speak a single word, 
 and should keep you perfectly quiet. [Looks up to L.] There is 
 the Surgeon now, he will scold me for talking to you. I'll adjust 
 that bandage on your head. [In the mean-time the surgeon has 
 visited the other two patients, now comes to Col. Seymour, Lucy M. 
 standing on L. of bed, Surgeon on R, examining Col. Seymour.] 
 
 Surgeon Hastings. Ah! well, well, Col. Seymour, you are doing 
 splendidly [examines his head] That hole in your head is closing up 
 nicely. Now a little better diet, plenty of rest, and you will soon be 
 all right again. 
 
 Col. S. Thank you, Doctor, for the cheering news. You have 
 patched me up nicely. But your thread and needle work would not 
 nave saved me I think, if it had not been aided by Miss Mowbray's 
 care and attention — 
 
 Lucy M. [interrupting.] Doctor, don't you think, he is talking 
 too much? He will certainly get worse again. 
 
14 
 
 H. Let him talk a little, a pleasant conversation will do 
 him good, and it seems your company will be the most agreeable to 
 the Colonel. [Exit 1st E. R,] 
 
 Col. 8. There, Miss Lucy, now I have permission to speak, and 
 you will not stop me again, will you? (Lucy M. sits down, Col. S 
 takes her hand.) I can never forget nor rep ay your kindness; you have 
 saved my life. 
 
 Lucy M. Oh, Colonel ! 
 
 Qol. S. Do not interrupt me. In the lucid intervals which I had 
 during the deathlike stupor that held me for many weeks,your presence 
 cheered me, it gave me new life, and new hope. You were as an 
 angel from heaven, sent to infuse my poor mortal frame with strength, 
 and to quiet the racking pain of my wounds with the bright light of 
 your eyes. Thank God for such an angel. — Ah! You need not blush. 
 I did not think I could make such a pretty speech. But it is the truth. 
 And now, will you have me plod on over life's rugged paths without 
 an angel's guiding hand? You have heard of guardian angels, I never 
 knew I had one, until they brought me here. You are my guardian 
 angel. Will you be it for life? 
 
 Lucy M. In nursing you, I have but done my duty to God and 
 my fellowmen, and hope you will not mention that again, (smiling and 
 somewhat diffident] As in regard to my being your guardian angel, I 
 only have to say, that if you are content with such a poor little 
 specimen of an angel as I am, why I — I'll — 
 
 Qol. S. Well, what, speak darling, quick! 
 
 Lucy M. I'll be your guardian angel. 
 
 [Surgeon Hastings has in the meantime stepped up from 1st E. R.] 
 
 Surgeon Hastings. Amen! 
 
 [Col S. and Lucy let go their hands, looking surprised, Col. S. shaking his finger at him. J 
 
 Qol. S. Ah, Major! you have turned spy. 
 
 Surgeon Hastings, (stepping nearer) Well now, don't fret about 
 it,it's seldom I have pleasant scenes to behold, and when gleams of sun- 
 shine alight among all this misery, it seems a perfect god-send. But 
 they are so seldom and so short, and the dark shadows so many. 
 Even now it is my duty to interrupt this pleasant scene. Miss Mow- 
 bray, please fix up that bed (pointing to bed 3 E.) I have ordered a 
 wounded rebel to be brought in. Would have given him some other 
 quarters, but every available place is filled up. (Surgeon Exit to L.) 
 
 [Miss Mowbray has in meantime adjusted the pillows etc , on 2d bed. ] 
 
 Qol. S. (whispers) Darling! won't you give me a kiss? 
 
 Lucy M. (Stepping up to him and bending down) Yes Harry ? 
 (kisses him, and while she bends down,) 
 
 [Curtain drops.] 
 
15 
 ACT III. 
 
 SCENE I. 
 
 [Scene in Washington D. C. A furnished room. Sofa R. small table with ornaments R. C. F. 
 Center-table C. S. Left of this, easy chair facing R. Two chairs C. L. F. Mr. Langlade in easy 
 chair. Windows, V. 1st R. C. F. partlyopen, Julia on sofa.] 
 
 Col. Langlade. Now Julia, you will understand the position you 
 are in. If you should have the least inclination to let your loyalty 
 play a trick, you will be nothing more or less than a murderess. Just 
 breathe a word who I am, and what my business is, and you will have 
 the whole pack of these northern hounds after me. That my capture 
 is inevitable as soon as they are placed on my track, you know as well 
 as I. You know with equal certainty, that I shall not suffer myself 
 to be hung like a dog ; that satisfaction they will not have as long as 
 this guardian of my honor, this phial of prussic acid (he takes it out 
 of pocket and holds it up to view) is within reach. You may then de- 
 light to revel in the idea that you have murdered your father, and 
 with his blood on your hands, glory in the knowledge of having aided 
 the tyrants of the north. Pleasant picture for a loving daughter, eh ? 
 
 Julia L. Father ! father ! Why could you not spare me this hor- 
 rible and degrading position ? Why could you not leave me at home 
 with mother ? Why must I be the silent and involuntary witness of 
 your vile work ? A thousand times would I prefer the dangers of 
 battle, and willingly would have followed you to camp, if you so 
 much desire to have me with you ; but if you love me, father, (clasp- 
 ing her hands) pray, pray, leave this city where every word you utter 
 is a deception, and every step covered by intrigue. 
 
 Col. L. That will do, Julia. No use talking of love and all such 
 sweet nonsense. You ought to know very well that such things have 
 never been my forte. I have brought you here to aid me in the secret 
 mission which I have undertaken, and upon which I look with pride. 
 That you do not look upon the matter in the same light does not sur- 
 prise me, as I am used to your contradictory nature. Now, whether 
 you like it or not, remember, girl, that you must stay with me, and by 
 your presence, if nothing more, assist me. You are talking so much 
 about love, etc., show it then, and do as you are bid. 
 
 Julia. L. Father ! what shall I do ? 
 
 Col. L. Do? I have told you often enough. Act like a dear, 
 good girl. Let your charms be the powerful magnet which will make 
 our house the pleasant rendezvous of the military dignitaries, gain 
 the confidence of those whom I shall point out to you, and draw 
 forth all information which may be of value to our, I mean my cause. 
 
 Julia L. Father you know I cannot do it, and (rising) I will not. 
 Knowing my sentiments, you have brought me here to torture me. Let 
 me go away from here, home, anywhere, but do not make me an ac- 
 complice of your despicable plans. 
 
 Col. L. (Rises and forces her back on the sofa.) Enough of this 
 palaver. Stay you must, girl ! Your presence you can not take 
 from me. that at least I will have. Dare to cross my plans, and I will 
 
16 
 
 do that which will sting you worse than death. (Sits down in easy 
 chair) Listen, your old love, James Mowbray, now a captain in the 
 Union Army is here. I saw him in the street this morning. He is a 
 doomed man as soon as I see that you try to hinder me, or in the 
 least manner obstruct my plans. Dare to reveal the nature of my 
 mission here, and my blood be on your head. There, take a Bible 
 oath on that, and now do as you please, (Rises and walks up and 
 down, hands on back.) 
 
 Julia L. I see that from you I cannot expect mercy. You have 
 bound me hand and foot. I shall stay, but further aid do not seek from 
 me. I have no one to look to but God, and I trust in Him. 
 
 Col. L. (Still pacing up and down.) Do as you please about that, 
 trust in whomever you like to. (facing her) But leave the room now, 
 some one is coming, and do not return until all traces of this interest- 
 ing quarrel are wiped out. (Julia exit. 3 E. R. While she leaves he 
 sits down on sofa and says) It would not do to have people think that 
 I am not an amiable man, and that we present anything but a happy 
 family. 
 
 (Knock at door 1st E. L.) 
 
 Col. L. Come in ! (Enter Col. Seymour in uniform. Col. Lang- 
 lade rises looking very mild, and in a weak voice says.) Welcome 
 Colonel. I am so glad to see you. 
 
 Col. S. Good evening, Mr. Weldon. (They shake hands.) 
 
 Col. L. (Moves easy chair around, half facing audience.) Be 
 seated, Colonel ! (resumes former seat.) 
 
 Col. S. (Sitting down in easy chair.) Thank you, Mr. Weldon. 
 I am just on my way to a little party up town at the. Metropolitan. 
 An old friend of mine, Capt. Mowbray, came from the lines this 
 morning, and we were going to have a little rehearsal of our adven- 
 tures over a glass of wine, and I called to see if you would not like 
 to be one of us. But what caused you to leave me so suddenly at 
 the restaurant this morning. I was just calling Capt. Mowbray from 
 the back room and when I returned with him you had left ? 
 
 Col. L. Yes Colonel, you are right. But won't you take a smoke? 
 (Hands him cigar stand from C. T. assists him in lighting.) I owe 
 you an apology. Under any other circumstances it would have been 
 unpardonable, but I felt one of my sudden attacks, to which I am 
 subject, coming over me, and which undoubtedly, owing to my late 
 heavy loses and the excitement caused thereby, are now more severe 
 than formerly. A carriage was just at that moment passing by, and 
 I engaged it immediately to bring me home. 
 
 Col. 8. Sorry, Mr. Weldon, very sorry indeed. I hope these at 
 tacks do not last long. 
 
 Col. L. Ah, well, it takes me always, days to get over them. I am 
 quite feeble to-night, or else should have followed your kind invita- 
 tion with the greatest pleasure. After one has lived so long amid 
 the scenes of rebellion; the very air you breathe and the light which 
 cheers your eye tainted with treason and disloyalty, one longs for the 
 pleasant intercourse with those whose loyal hearts breathe loyal words. 
 
17 
 
 Col. S. Quite poetic, Mr. Weldon, I declare. Well, I am sorry that 
 we cannot have you with us to-night, but I hope you will recover 
 speedily. I shall call again and see how you are improving. 
 
 Col. L. Do so, Colonel. This is the first time you have called at 
 my rooms, but you must come often. I must introduce you to my 
 daughter, sometime. But I am afraid you will not think of us as 
 long as your friend — what is his name? 
 Col. S. Capt. James Mowbray. 
 
 Col. L. Yes ? yes, Capt. Mowbray — my memory is so poor now — 
 as long as Capt. Mowbray remains here. How long will be stay ? 
 
 Col. S. Ah, the poor feliow has but a three days' furlough; they 
 are not very liberal at present with granting furloughs. 
 
 Col. L. Aha, a movement .expected ? What is the news to-day, 
 anything new from the lines ? 
 
 Col. 8. No, all quiet on the Potomac as usual. (Rises and 
 passes to L while speaking. Julia enters the room, 3d E. R. and 
 stops upon coming' upon S. looking at Col. Seymour, who at this 
 moment faces to R.) 
 
 Col. L. [rises.] Why, Julia, you look pale, child, you are not 
 well; come, sit down. 
 
 Julia L. (sits down on sofa.) It is nothing, father, itwill soon pass 
 over. 
 
 Col, S. Your daughter has undoubtedly not quite recovered from 
 the excitement which your late adventures brought forth; and her 
 meeting a stranger here in your room so unexpectedly has given her 
 a shock. She needs rest and quietude, until her nervous system has 
 fully recovered. (Takes a few steps backward.) I shall take the lib- 
 erty to call again in a few days, and hope to find you improved, 
 
 Col. L. (Accompanies him to the door.) Do so, Colonel, by all 
 means; we shall at all times be happy to see you here. Sorry I can- 
 not accompany you to the Metropolitan. 
 
 Col. S. (Who in mean time has stepped to 1st E. L.) Thank 
 you, Mr. Weldon. Goodnight, Miss Weldon ! Goodnight sir. 
 Julia L. (Rising.) Goodnight ! 
 
 Col. L. Goodnight Colonel. (Exit Col. Seymour 1st E. L. Julia 
 turns to leave the room to R. Col. L. has resumed his natural 
 countenance.) 
 
 Col. L. Stop, girl ! Where are you going? stay ! (Julia silently 
 sits down on sofa.) Julia ! you know that man, who is he? 
 
 Julia L. (Startled and confused.) I thought I knew him, but I 
 think I must be mistaken. I cannot recollect when and where I have 
 seen him. The fact is, I do not know whether I have ever seen him 
 before or not. 
 
 Col. L. You have seen him, and you know who he is. You can 
 not deceive me. (Sits down in easy chair.) 
 
 Julia L. Why, father, I acknowledged that his face seemed 
 familiar to me, and startled me so that I could not speak to him. But 
 I must have been mistaken. He may resemble some one I have seen 
 before. 
 
 Col. L. Well then, think, think, try to recollect. I must see my 
 way clear; I must not suffer anyone near me, whose record of me 
 
18 
 
 might date back to former days. (Rises.) You know that man, and 
 he has seen you before we came to Washington, for you have not 
 been out of the house during the time. 
 
 Julia L. He has seen me before, father ? What causes you to 
 think so. 
 
 Col. L. A blind man could have noticed that. (Walks a few steps 
 to 0. F. and back to chair.) He stared at you and you stared at him. 
 (Sits down.) And now out with it, who is he ? 
 
 Julia L. Well, I am not certain. But do you not think he looks 
 like Mr. Huntington's cousin, who 
 
 Col. L. Huntington's fiddlesticks ! That fellow had red hair, 
 and his right eye looked into his left vest pocket. Besides, you 
 have seen him but once, and he would not have recognized you. I 
 have seen him a dozen times, spent two days in Richmond with him, 
 Nonsense, girl, you know better than that. He is no southern man, 
 that is certain. 
 
 Julia L. But, father, you know I have no acquaintances in the 
 north except those you know. 
 
 Col. L. There, enough of that. I know that you know him, and 
 I am sure he recognized you; his constrained manner showed plainly 
 that he knew you, and that meeting you so unexpectedly here, he 
 knew not how to account for. 
 
 Julia L. Oh, father, do not trouble me anymore to-night. I can 
 not think at all, my brain whirls. 
 
 Col. L. (Rises quickly advancing toward her.) Enough of this 
 child's-play. Do you think you can dupe me ? You are hiding some- 
 thing from me ! Speak, girl, tell me who he is, or by heavens I'll 
 make good my words, and Mowbray is a dead man before morning. 
 
 Julia L. (Rises.) Spare him, father ! Spare him ! I will tell 
 you all. It is the same man who stopped at our house disguised as a 
 confederate soldier, whom you tried to capture, and who escaped in 
 company with Mr. Mowbray. 
 
 Col. L. What! That northern spy? That miscreant through 
 whose agency Host my valuable bay horse? That infernal villain! 
 (walks to L. and back to R. saying:) and here I have been walking 
 around ^nd drinking with him, yes he was the first man with whom I 
 became acquainted, in this cursed city, (turning around and facing 
 Julia) And how do you happen to know him, my fair lady? 
 
 Julia L. (resuming her seat) I saw him but a few minutes in our 
 house, and Mr. Mowbray introduced him to me. I am confident that 
 he did not recognize me, although he may have had some faint idea of 
 having seen me, or someone like me before. You need not fear any 
 danger from him, as he has never seen you before, and he need not 
 see me again. 
 
 Col. L. A sweet, affectionate girl you are! Trying to keep this 
 from me which is of the greatest importance. You think we are safe 
 from him? (turns on heel to L. and walks to and fro.) Ha! ha! ha! 
 Need'nt fear any danger? Oh no! No more than from a rattlesnake in 
 your bosom. (Turning and facing Julia) And do you know what we do 
 with rattlesnakes? Kill them! (Turns around and paces up and down.) 
 
19 
 
 Julia L. (rising) Oh, heavens, father (advancing a few steps) 
 you have no such intentions with this man. I implore you do not stain 
 your hands with murder. 
 
 Col. L. (stands still facing her) Murder! Killing rattlesnakes is 
 no murder. Be gone, go to your room. Off! you would rather see 
 your father swing, than the meanest cur in the northern army, (forces 
 her to door 3d E. R. coming back on S.) There, you vixen. I'll have 
 to keep you under lock and key for awhile, and I'll provide a guard 
 for you too. (Goes to 1st E. L. pulls bell rope. Paces up and down 
 from L. to R.) I've been a fool to bring that girl here, she is of no 
 use to me at all, and only gets me into trouble, yes more trouble than 
 I expected. (Knock on L. 1st E.) 
 
 Col. L. Come in! (enter bell boy.) See if Leary is down stairs, 
 and if so tell him to come up. (Exit bell boy. Col. L. continues 
 walking up and down, after crossing S. twice, with hands on back, 
 says:) There is no use trying. I cannot leave at present. Things of 
 importance are transpiring, and I must remain here, (stands still) 
 and he don't want to leave, consequently I will have to make him 
 leave, (walks on) We two cannot occupy the same field any longer. 
 (Knock at door 1st E. L.) Come! (enter Leary) 
 
 Col. L Leary, stay here and don't let that girL Julia leave her 
 room. It's locked anyway, (sits down in easy chair) Just hand me 
 those boots in the corner, (takes his slippers off, and puts boots on, 
 which Leary hands him.) 
 
 Leary. What's up? 
 
 Col. L. Nothing, you fool, (throws a slipper at his head) mind 
 your own business. Hand me a revolver out of my trunk, and my 
 felt hat. [Leary off to 1st E. R. Langlade takes overcoat from chair 
 on left and puts it on.) 
 
 Leary. [returns and places hat on center table and handing revolver] 
 Goin' a target shooting, Guvnor? 
 
 Col. Langlade, [taking revolver and putting it inside overcoat.] 
 Yes, and if you don't dry up, I might feel disposed to use your head 
 for a target. [Taking slouch hat from C. table and going to door 1st 
 E. L.] Stay here until I return, [exit] 
 
 Leary. [Facing door 1st E. L. arms akimbo) Guv'nor is mighty 
 pleasant to-night. Humerous, eh? Mighty nice man when you've got 
 nothin' to do with em. [Looks around room) Reckon I'll have to wait, 
 I mought as well lie down. [Goes to sofa.] Here she goes, [lies down 
 face to the audience, knock on 3d E. R. Leary slightly raises his 
 head.] Hm! [another knock] No use, I am on the sophy and under 
 orders from the guv'nor. (another knock.) 
 
 Julia L. (outside 3d E. R.) Leary! 
 
 Leary (aside) Reckon I's asleep, I'll open the snorin' valves. 
 (Turns over and snores loudly.) 
 
 Julia L. [knocks again, calling) Leary, Leary, please open the 
 door. [Leary snores louder.) Leary, oh Leary, let me out, please do. 
 Come, do me just this one favor. 
 
 Leary. [aside] Never could stand her voice, much less en hear her 
 say "please," without goin' by the board like a thirty-six pounder. 
 
20 
 
 Julia L. Oh, Leary, have pity on me. [Leary rises, and goes to 
 door 3d E. R.] 
 
 Leary [violently gesticulating) Miss Julia, I beg your pardon, I 
 was dead asleep on the sophy. The guv'nor says, I shall keep you in 
 there, till he comes back. 
 
 Julia L. Do let me out, Leary, I will thank you ever so much. 
 
 Leary. Now, Miss Julia, you know very well that's no go. I's 
 got to obey orders. 
 
 Julia L. Oh, Leary, just do me this one favor. Remember how 
 I cared for you last winter when you were sick. 
 
 Leary [aside] That's so. kerchunky! I feel I's a goin over- 
 board. — But the guv'nor — (faces door again) Miss Julia! I dar'snt 
 do it, I can't do it, I shan't do it, and I wont do it. There, don't 
 •fret. [Turns and walks to L. slowly] 
 
 Julia L. Leary, dear, dear Leary, (Leary stops) I must get out of 
 this room. Father is going to do something horrible. I must leave this 
 city, I cannot stay here any longer. For God's sake help me. Think 
 how I nursed your old mother (Leary gives a start) on her deathbed, 
 how I provided her with everything necessary to her dyi\ighour. Now 
 help me just this once. 
 
 Leary. (with eniphatic motions) Holy Moses! I can't stand that. 
 I knew my ballast't go overboard. (Turns to R.) By Hookey, let the 
 Guv'nor rake fore and aft. I'll let her out and see what she wants 
 anyway (Goes to 3d E. R. opens door then stands with arms ex- 
 tended, baring entrance.) Now, Miss Julia, only for a few minutes, 
 for if the guvnor comes back and you aint in there, mince meat '11 be 
 cheap in the mornin' [He stands aside to let her pass. Julia walks out 
 and has the door key in her hand.) 
 
 Leary (excited) What 'ave you got there. 
 
 Julia L. The key of my door. (Throws it quickly out of window 
 R. C. F.) There, I will remove all temptation for you to lock that 
 door on me. (Sits down in chair, C. table, takes pencil and paper 
 and writes a note.) 
 
 Leary. (sinking down on sofa) Shiver my timbers; Miss Julia 
 what have you done. I mought as well jump overboard now. For if 
 the guv'nor comes back he'll make a complete wreck of me quicker 'n 
 lightning. 
 
 Julia L. Is there a Metropolitan hotel in the city ? 
 
 Leary. Yes, Miss Julia. 
 
 Julia L. [placing note in envelope and directing it.] Call a boy 
 from down stairs. [Leary exit. IstE. R. returns presently with boy.] 
 
 Leary. Here's a lad! (takes seat on sofa.) 
 
 Julia L. (to boy) Do you know where the Metropolitan is? 
 
 Boy. Yes,m! 
 
 Julia L. Very well, here is a dollar. Take this note to the 
 Metropolitan, find Col. Seymour and hand him this, (hands boy the 
 note) 
 
 Boy. Yes'm! (Exit 1st E. L.^ 
 
 Julia L. (rising, facing Leary) Leary, I am going to leave this 
 city to-night. I am going north. To stay here is worse than 
 death for me, and after what has transpired just now, your staying 
 
21 
 
 here is out of the question. You know my father is a dangerous man 
 and your fears are certainly justified. We must not let him find us 
 here. There is a night train for Baltimore, you may accompany me, 
 and I shall give you money to go where you . please after we reach 
 Chicago. Get ready immediately, have a carriage wait for us at the 
 corner, and we will leave by the back door. (Julia L. sits down again 
 in easy chair, takes pocket book and looks over contents,) 
 
 Leary. (meditatively) That's a fair wind fillin the canvass. I's 
 satisfied, (rises) mighty onpleasant man the guv'nor in fair weather, 
 let alone foul weather. I'll sheer off, by hookey! and alter my 
 course with you. And as to workin off nicely, there is an old friend 
 o' mine, a waitin here on the tables, what used to be cabin boy the 
 time I sailed on the old Proserpine, he'll see to us gettin off snug. 
 
 Julia L. Very well, Leary. Now hurry, we have no time to lose. 
 
 Leary. All right! I's no pertikler notion to see the guv'nor ag'in 
 (Exit 1st E. L. comes back immediately, drawing letter out of inside 
 coat pocket hands it to Julia.) There now, if my mem'ry aint shorter 
 than the handle of a cat-o-nine-tail. I got that from the office this 
 mornin'. (walks back to L. stands still.) 
 
 Julia L. (Looking at the Post Mark) Why it's from Richmond. 
 (opens hastily, sits down, reading. Rises, agitated.) Oh! Leary! 
 Leary ! why did you not hand me this before. My mother is very sick 
 and not expected to live. — Oh, what shall I do! — (crosses S. twice 
 from R. to L. stops facing Leary] I must change my plans. Here, 
 (Goes to C. table, takes pocket book and counts out a number of 
 bills to Leary, who has also stepped up to center.) You will proceed 
 north without delay. 
 
 Leary. But, Miss Julia, where mought you be a goin to? 
 
 Julia L. I will seek my way through the lines. I must go to my 
 mother, she is dying. (Steps to table and takes up the letter.) 
 
 Leary. Miss Julia you don't mean to say, you'r a goin' that way 
 all alone? 
 
 Julia L. Yes, I do. I will succeed better alone. lam not afraid. 
 This letter will be my passport. Go now, order the carriage. My 
 decision shall not be altered. 
 
 Leary. But — 
 
 Julia L. (with peremptory motion) Go! Leave! [goes to R. through 
 3dE. R.] 
 
 Leary. (turning to door, aside.) I'd rather be tied to the mast 
 head for forty-eight hours than leave that little craft sailin' her course 
 alone that way. But I reckon I must. (Exit 1st E. L.) 
 
 Julia L. (Returns 3d E. R. with small satchel, shawl and hat in 
 hand, deposits them on sofa, and sits down in easy chair, coveriny 
 face with hands) Oh God! have mercy. Is there no end to mg 
 tribulation? My father at this moment contemplating murder, and 
 James perhaps the victim of his deadly hatred and misguided 
 patriotism, while my mother perhaps at this very hour lies- in the 
 agonies of death. Oh, heavenly father, I can see no light, all is dark 
 around me. Guide me, guide me safely, and as the day so let my 
 strength be. 
 
22 
 
 Leary (enters 1st E. L. steps to near center. With emotion.) 
 Miss Julia, carriage is a waitin.' 
 
 Julia L. (Rising and putting on shawl and hat.) Thank you, 
 Lear j. I will be ready in a moment. What time is it? 
 
 Leary Just half past nine. 
 
 Julia L. (Putting on gloves.) Very good, after seeing me to the 
 carriage, you will have time enough to go to the depot and take the 
 train to Baltimore. 
 
 Leary. Well, if I must, I must. Miss Julia, I'd a rather gone 
 along. I'd a rather followed you over the world, than see you goin' 
 off alone. You've been so good to me, I'm nothin' but a good for 
 nothin' feller anyway, who's never been brought up to know any- 
 thing good. And what worries me is that I don't know how to thank 
 you for all the good you've done me and my old mother. I'll think of 
 you to my dyin' hour, and if it's so as the Good Book says, I'll war- 
 rant He'll see you through taut and trim, and give you a bit o' sun- 
 shine after all this trouble. 
 
 (Julia who is very much affected, handkerchief in hand motions 
 him to leave, draws veil over face. Both exit. Leary 1st E. L.) 
 
 Changes to 
 
 SCENE II. 
 
 Gas turned down. 
 Street in Washington D. C. Langlade dressed in overcoat, buttoned up, slouch hat drawn over 
 his eyes, enters 1st E. K. walks to L. stands near 1st E. L. and watches street looking R. and L. 
 
 Col L. I've headed them off. They will pass by in a few minutes. 
 Now for a steady aim, and fast legs. If the first shot fetches him, I 
 might be tempted to grant that fellow Mowbray an everlasting fur- 
 lough. Well, we'll see. Ah! They come, [crouches down at 1st 
 E. L.J 
 
 [Seymou'' and Mowbray enter slowly from 1st E. R. As soon as in view of audience, stands still. 
 
 James Mowbray. [Putting his hand on Col. S. arm.] It cannot 
 be, and yet your description of that man Weldon tallies with the ap- 
 pearance of Langlade. It must be Langlade. But what should Julia 
 do here? This is a riddle I cannot explain. Is he from Virginia ? 
 
 Col. 8. He claims to be from Louisiana, but that is immaterial, as 
 he will say most anything to suit his purpose. 
 
 James M. What purpose? 
 
 Col S. The purpose of being a spy. 
 
 James M. A spy. 
 
 Col. S. Yes, a southern spy. I have suspected that gentleman 
 from the first day he came to Washington. He claims to be a refugee, 
 who having been plundered by the Louisiana rebels, his house burned 
 down, shot at, threatened to be hung,etc, had to escape at the risk of 
 his life; and here he stops with his daughter and a man servant in the 
 best hotel in the city. Pshaw! That story is too thin. 
 
 James M. He does not suspect who you are ? 
 
 Col. S. No! At least I do not think he does. By the way 
 [searches in his pockets] a boy handed me a note this evening at the 
 Metropolitan — I cannot find it — on which the words, evidently by a 
 female hand: "Your and Captain Mowbray's life is threatened. Do 
 
23 
 
 were written. Wish I had not lost the 
 note. But come, I feel chilly. [Both off to 1st E. L. When they have 
 passed tnrough, Langlade rises, steps to 1st E. L. and fires, snaps the 
 pistol at them once, then turns to R. pursued by Col. S. and James 
 M. through IstE. R. Col. Seymour fires, as Langlade passes through 
 1st E. R.] 
 
 Scene changes to 
 
 SCENE III. 
 
 [See ©eneral Instruction.] 
 
 [A large room. C. F. small platform with arm chair or high back chair, on right of this a small 
 stand with a mallet. Two chairs, respectively R. C. F. and L. C. F. chairs on both sides of S. R. and 
 L. Small altar C. S. hung with black drapery toward audience, shows skull and ci-oss-bones in white. 
 Knights of Golden Cross enter on 1st E. R. preceded by chief, dressed in paraphernalia of order. They 
 file down toward L. 1st E. then to F. file L., they successively stand by their seats as they pass alon'sr 
 upon signal by the chief with the mallet thpy take seats. The two royal Knights respectively R. and 
 L. of Chief. Chief remains standing and says: 
 
 Once more we have united in the solemn hour of midnight to 
 strengthen our hearts and hands for the cause of the glorious south. 
 In the hot bed of oppression, in the midst of our enemies we have 
 united m the holy work of aiding the down trodden but still victorious 
 confederacy. Silently, secretly our work is done, by day and by 
 night. No open deeds of valor are our recompense. No tread of 
 marshalled hosts, nor the exciting scenes of battle-fields nerve our 
 spirits or prompt us to deeds of valor. The cheers of a grateful and 
 enthusiastic populance, the joyful thunder of saluting cannon thrilling 
 the hearts of the victorious columns, cannot reach our ear. Unknown 
 to those for whom we labor, we seek no emolument but the welfare of 
 our country, the independence of the southern confederacy. Love 
 even unto death, as our emblem indicates, love and devotion to our 
 country causes us to work, to watch, yes, if necessary to die for it. 
 Endangered on all sides, in the midst of those, who, if our designs 
 were known would not hesitate to hasten us to a criminal's ignominious 
 , doom, we are laboring for a just cause. The past week has brought 
 but little excitement. The future looks threatening. That part of 
 the northern army on the banks of the Potomac, now under command 
 of Grant, show unmistakeable signs of action. It is feared that 
 decisive measures will be adopted, and that the obstinancy of Grant 
 will imperil the armies of our noble, heroic Lee. Rumors are also 
 afloat that Sherman, Grants protege and willing hand, will make pre- 
 parations for a grand raid upon the hallowed soil of the south. Should 
 this rumor become a fact it will only tend to strengthen our cause, for 
 the invading columns will march to their certain destruction. Southern 
 chivalry will rise in its might to free the sacred soil from their con- 
 taminating presence. Our special task is to fathom the designs of 
 Grant. Already our worthy brother Murry has gone to the Potomac 
 army, and in a few days I expect to hear from him. Until then we 
 may have been able to collect some valuable information here. Let 
 all be vigilant. And now we will proceed to the general business of 
 the council. (A knock heard on R. 1st E., the knight next to it rises 
 and steps to IstE. R., returns' steps opposite to altar facing chief, 
 
 
 
 Knight. The guard reports a knight at the outer door. 
 
24 
 
 Chief. Bid him enter. (Knight steps back to door 1st E. R. speaks 
 to guard and returns to his seat. Col. Langlade enters hurriedly, 
 without hat, overcoat open, steps in front of altar facing chief.) 
 
 Col Langlade. Worthy chief, traitors are at my back, they have 
 followed me within two blocks of here. Duty to our cause forced me 
 to rid myself of an enemy. I missed my aim, and he turned pursuer. 
 The Provost guard becoming alarmed joined in the pursuit, and being 
 closely pressed I could not find a safe retreat. I ventured to come 
 here as my only hope of evading capture and death. Two blocks 
 from here I lost sight of them; but for the secrecy of our council room 
 I deem it best that you adjourn, and the lights be extinguished. 
 
 Chief. And so, Sir Knight, bodily fear caused you to risk the 
 privity of our council room? Indeed, it's* no knightly valor, and 
 rather would I suffer death, than give our enemies the faintest clue 
 Beware, lest bodily fear should cause you to turn traitor. I hope al 
 may be well, but should we be discovered, your doom is sealed. [A 
 shot on L. outside, noise, shouts. All start up. Langlade stands 
 facing L.) 
 
 Chief, [draws revolver firing at Langlade] Traitor! your doom. 
 (Langlade tails) 
 
 Chief. Off! and away! (All hurriedly exit R.) 
 
 [Enter Seymour, Mowbray and soldiers 1st E. L. 
 
 Col. Seymour. Ah! this the den! (seeing body of Langlade) What 
 is this? 
 
 . Capt. Mowbray, (and all step forward forming half circe facing 
 audience) Langlade! Seymour your suspicion proves correct. Lang- 
 lade and Julia! 
 
 [Curtain drops] 
 
 SCENE I. 
 
 (Woods. Gas lowered. Night Scene. Four rebel soldiers sitting on ground wrapped up in 
 blankets, muskets in hand, near 1st E. R. A rebel soldier on Picket 3d B. R.— Col Seymour 
 enters slowly 2d E. L. dressed as an Irishman, bearing carpet bag in band. Rebels jump up.) 
 
 Corporal Button, [taking position of guard] Halt! who goes there! 
 [Seymour still advances slowly] Halt! or I'll fire! 
 
 Seymour, [stands] Fire? Och, indade me honey, its fire I'm 
 afther this cowid noight a shiverin that the bones are all a dangling 
 loose around me, and shure, if it keeps goin on that way, I'll be after 
 githering them up, and luggin them home in the carpet sack. 
 [Advances.] 
 
 Corporal Button. Halt! not another step, or I'll make daylight 
 shine through your dirty hide. 
 
 Seymour. Daylight it is Mr. Soldier? Och, and shure, it's day- 
 light I've been wanting all the toime, a walkin' and a stumblin' 
 around in the dark,and skinnin' me bones and shins, and a scratchin 
 me neck and arms. A sorry figure I'll be in the mornin', and me own 
 brother wont be after knowin' his mither's only son. 
 
 Corporal Button. Shut up, and say, who are you? [Rests his 
 piece on ground.] 
 
25 
 
 Seymour Who I am? Me name its ye'r afther? Och! and why 
 did'nt yer say so at onced. Me name? Why bless yer soul, every 
 mither's son in Cork knows it. It's Patsy O'Flannagan, me father's 
 only son exceptin' me brother. 
 
 Corporal Button. What are you doin' here this time o' night? 
 
 Seymour. A doin' here? Why Mr. Corporeal or Gineral, I dont 
 know by which to address yer honor, sein the shtripes on yer arms; 
 a doin' here? And hav'nt I told ye? Sorry a toime I've had of it a 
 shtnmblin around in the woods. 
 
 Corporal Button. Well then, you looney, where are you drivin' 
 to? 
 
 Seymour. [Looking around R. and L.] A drivin to? And where 
 is the cart that moight give me a lift, or the illegant coach that'll carry 
 me out of this wilderness to the arms of me brother Jimmy O'Flan- 
 nagan. Nary a coach or cart, but it's these er pegs what'll do the 
 peramberlatin.' 
 
 Corporal Button. So, you are going to see yer brother, looney ! 
 andwhere mought he be? 
 
 Seymour. Who, its me brother yer axin afther, Jimmy O'Flan- 
 nagan? An' yer don't know where he is? Yer never been in Richmond 
 or ye'd know Mr. O'Flannagan, what keeps the butcher shop with 
 the bulls head for a sign, an' has the illegant red side whiskers as his 
 pictography shows which he sint to his owld mither two years com'n 
 next Michaelmass. 
 
 Corporal Button. Ah! So you'r goin to Richmond? Reckon you 
 won't find him there; everybody has gone a soldierin', an' if your 
 brother is as handsome a man as you say, he may be a Lieutenant or 
 Captain or some other high falutin chap by this time. Come, sit down, 
 an' let's see what you got in that there old haversack. [Seymour and 
 all sit down. Corporal Button reaches for the haversack.] 
 
 Seymour. No yer don't. Its all the way from Cork I've carried 
 the illegant shtuff, and its for me brother to give him a taste that'll 
 make him shmack his lips, [he Avipes his mouth with his coat sleeve] 
 and wish there was more of it [Snuggins reaches for the carpet bag] 
 Mr. Gineral or Corporeal shtop the thavin' crater, its after the eye- 
 water they are. 
 
 Corporal Button. Snuggins, keep your paws off for a while. [To 
 Seymour] Mister Patsey O'Flannagan, so its whiskey you've got. 
 
 Seymour. Rale old Irish whiskey as the owld woman put in her- 
 self when I wint aboard the big ship. Here, says she, Patsy, is the 
 rale old shtuff, the best as can be found in all Ireland, that is for 
 Jimmy. Tell him its from his old mother a thinkin' on him all the 
 toime, an' she sint him this to remember her by. Then says I, 
 reachin' for it: mother can't I have nary a shmell of it, so I can tell 
 Jimmy how good it is when I git there. An' says she: no, nary a 
 shmell, Patsy dear, its all for Jimmy. Then says I: Och, mother, 
 when the saysickness comes over me they say its good for it, an' 
 what if I die with saysickness says I, how'll Jimmy get the whiskey? 
 Says she; now Patsey mind, when you feel the sickness a comin' on 
 right hard, take a little shnifter, but remimber your owld mother, and 
 don't be too long about it. — An' then she puts her hands to her eyes 
 
26 
 
 and cries, an' I feel the water comin' down me cheek, for I niver felt 
 how hard it was to be a partin' so with your only mother and the rale 
 old shtuff an' niver a dhrop to cheer yer heart, an' says I: Och 
 mother, I feel so bad, the say sickness is a comin' on, I feel it all 
 over, — which was quite natural sein' the big ship in sight all the 
 while. An' says she: Patsey — 
 
 Corporal Button. That'll do, shut your gab, you'd keep a 
 rattlin' on till mornin'. We'll have to go on picket in two hours. 
 Stretch and take a nap [Throws him a blanket] I'll see that you are 
 all safe, and in the mornin' I'll show you the way to Richmond, if we 
 aint got the rascally Yanks down on us afore that. [All lie down ex- 
 cept Seymour.] 
 
 Seymour. Thank ye Mr. Gineral, shure its not the likes o' ye, 
 that's afraid of anybody; who'd ye say, will be down on you? 
 
 Corporal Button. There now, dry up, or I'll choke you with my 
 blanket. Lie down and wait till mornin'. 
 
 Seymour, [busy with the blanket] All right yer honor, its shlapy 
 I am, an' I would 'nt mind gettin' the saysickness now for the sakes 
 of takin' a dhrop, but me poor old mother — 
 
 Corporal Button, [rising to sitting posture] Ah, you old howler, 
 shut up your grub mill, or I'll run my musket endways down your 
 guzzler. 
 
 Seymour, [lies down] Och! then, shlape it is. (wraps up in 
 blanket, carpet bag under his head. In a few minutes snores lustily. 
 Rebel soldiers raise their heads and watch him. Corporal Button 
 motions to them to keep quiet, rises and cautiously extracts the car- 
 pet bag from under Seymour's head, takes a bottle out, drinks, passes 
 it to next, all drink.) 
 
 Rebel Sentinel. Here, here,let's have a smile. 
 Corporal Button, [advancing to sentinel and while he drinks] 
 The looney is right, its real old Irish whiskey, and can't be beat this 
 side of the Atlantic. We'll have another horn after a while. I'm 
 afraid Mr. Jimmy O'Flannagan wont get a chance to wet his lips 
 with the "illegant shtuff." (He has gone back in the meantime and 
 laid down. Soon all fall asleep, the sentinel sits down against tree, 
 leans musket against it and sleeps.) 
 
 (Seymour rises now, goes to 1st E. L. beckons with hand.) 
 
 Capt Mowbray, [comes from L. cautiously] All right, Harry? 
 
 Seymour. I warrant they are all right for a sound eight hour doze, 
 and all cannonading this side of Mason and Dixie line wont rouse 
 them ; 
 
 Capt. Mowbray. Ah! you have done well as usual, and now push 
 forward, we have three hours of moonshine left and plenty of work 
 before us. [advances to R.] 
 
 Seymour, (seizing his arm) Hold on James, do not be in too great 
 a hurry. We will just turn over this ordnance before we go. [he goes 
 to rebel soldiers and takes their muskets from them, handing three 
 pieces to Capt. Mowbray and keeps the other two.] Now down to the 
 creek with them. (Both off 3d E. R.) 
 
27 
 SCENE II. 
 
 (Room in Langlade's house, door C, F. Table C. S. chair on R. of table, lamp, etc., on table. 
 Chairs R. oft?.— Sofa L. C F. An old decrepit white haired negro, lame and hunchbacked, is 
 discovered on chair near C.S, singing a negro song, accompanied by guitar. After singing a 
 few minutes, Julia enters 1st B. L.) 
 
 Julia L. Thank you, Luce, for bearing me company until this 
 late hour. You better go home now, your master might miss you. 
 (sits down on sofa) 
 
 Luce, (rising and picking up his old tattered hat from floor.) No 
 fear of Massa Jackson missing de ole nigger. Folks don' look any 
 more after ole Luce, he is too ole, an' can do no mo' work. Nobody 
 care for ole Luce but Miss Julia, nobody will miss him when he's 
 gone, (raising himself up and facing her.) Miss Julia, Luce wont 
 come often no more, I'se seed the shinin' angels beckoning on de 
 odder side for Luce, an' he'll soon be a marchin' droo de golden gate, 
 [walking to 1st E. R.] Goodnight, Miss Julia! 
 
 Julia L. (following him up and taking his hand) Goodnight, good 
 old Luce, come whenever you feel lonely down in the shanty. 
 
 Luce. Thank you Miss Julia, thank you. [Exit. Julia walks back 
 to chair on R. of table, sits down, takes up a book and reads. Noise 
 outside.) 
 
 Julia L. [rises and walks to door C. F.] What noise is that in 
 the hall . Another rebel horde? [opens door. James Mowbray and 
 Harry Seymour facing her.] James! 
 
 James Mowbray, [embracing her] Julia! thank God that I meet 
 you again after these long long years. 
 
 Harry Seymour, (steps in) Yes, thank w God! (Julia starts and 
 looks surprised) Ah, you do not recognize the confederate officer of 
 four years ago, and Col. Seymour of Washington, in the slovenly 
 looking civilian. 
 
 James 31. Why, yes, Julia, this is my best of friends, Harry Sey- 
 mour, without whose aid I would not have been here to-night. 
 
 Harry jS. Pshaw! do not talk about it. Here, Miss Langlade. 
 [trying to grasp her hand.) 
 
 Julia L. (Shrinking from him.] I cannot accept the hand, which, 
 although in self defence, killed my father. 
 
 James 31. No, darling, your suspicion wrongs my friend. His 
 hands are not stained with his blood. I am witness that your father 
 fell by the hands of his own associates. Give him your hand freely, 
 and banish all thoughts of Harry's agency in your father's death. 
 [Julia gives him her hand.] 
 
 Harry S. No, thank God! A kind Providence has spared me 
 from th it. — James will explain at some other time, now we have none 
 to lose. 
 
 James 31. Julia, where is your mother, is she asleep? 
 
 Julia L. (bursting into tears) Yes asleep, the sleep that knows 
 no waking. Do you not know? — but how should you — my mother 
 died in my arms a week after my father's death, (sits down on chair 
 R. C. F.) 
 
 James M. Poor Julia, how much did you have to suffer. 
 
 Harry S. Indeed, your lot has been hard; let us hope that soon 
 happier days may gladden your heart. But come, come, barely two 
 
28 
 
 hours of moonshine left and we must get back through the lines in 
 time, (sits down on sofa.) 
 
 Julia L. We? 
 
 James 31. Yes darling, we. We have come expressly to take you 
 through the lines. You know that our army is closing around 
 Richmond, and the next few days will convert this country around here 
 into a great battlefield. It would be hazardous to your life to stay 
 here; and now get ready immediately, before daybreak you must be in 
 safety. (Seymour in meantime has risen and goes out.) 
 
 Julia L. [rises] Oh, James, God bless you! What would have 
 become of me. — I have no great preparations to make, all valuables 
 have long since left our house, and a small satchel will be all I need. 
 [Going to 1st B. R.] In five minutes expect me back* (Exit. James 
 M. sits down at C. table.) 
 
 Harry S. (returns, taking chair to near L. C. table) Don't like 
 the appearance of things. Down the road all the dogs are up and 
 barking as if all creation was astir, and it seemed to me I heard the 
 tread of horses feet. But it may have been the wind. 
 
 James M. I hope so, for we are ill prepared for an attack. I 
 have nothing but a revolver. Well, we are good for half a dozen any 
 way, but I would rather avoid an encounter at present. What say 
 you, Harry? 
 
 Harry S. Take things as they come. 
 
 Col M. (opens door C. F. suddenly, rebel soldiers at his back, 
 points revolver at James and Harry) Surrender! (James M. jumps up 
 drawing revolver and firing.) 
 
 Harry S. (seizing a chair and jumping to R.) Not by 
 a long shot; this way James! (Several rebel soldiers fire, 
 knocking James revolver to R. and wounding him in arm which drops 
 by his side. Both stand in a defiant attitude, Harry with chair ready 
 for an attack. 
 
 Col. Morton. Now you rascals, ^down on your knees, (to rebel 
 soldiers) Ready, men! (to James and Harry) Now if you have any- 
 thing to say, say it quick, your time is limited. 
 
 Harry S. [who has set chair down) I don't know that I have any- 
 thing to say to you, Col. Morton, I know you well, and your exploits 
 in Washington, and knowing you I am not at all surprised that you 
 are so eager to kill two defenseless men. 
 
 Col. Morton. Don't moralize now, you mean, sneaking, cantan- 
 kerous Yankee, I'll have you shot immediately. (He brings his sword 
 to carry arms.) 
 
 Julia L. (suddenly entering from 1st B. R. points revolver at Col. 
 Morton and stands in front of James and Harry) At your peril! 
 
 [At this moment a shot is fired through 2d E. L. Col. Morton falls. Rebels turn back 
 through door C. F. and outside are received with musketry, yells, noise, shouts: surrender, 
 don't let them escape, give it to them, etc. Harry S. has picked up James revolver and fol- 
 lows through door. James sits down in chair C. table and Julia seeing him wounded, attends 
 to him, ties up arm with her handkerchief. Noise has ceased outside door,] 
 
 Lieutenant Bently. (with four men enters door) Just in time! 
 Harry S. [following in the rear) I~"should say so, things were 
 getting rather mixed. 
 
29 
 
 Lieutenant Bently. [stepping to Col. Morton stoops down and 
 examines him] Leary has proved a dead shot, I believe. Men lift 
 him up and put him on the sofa. He is dying. (Col. Morton is placed 
 on Sofa.) 
 
 Julia L. (advancing to Lieutenant Bently, and taking his hand.) 
 Oh how thankful we are for your timely aid, you were really just in 
 time. 
 
 Lieutenant Bently. Madam, I am thankful that I had an op- 
 portunity to serve you, and save the lives of my companions in arms. 
 (To Mowbray) Ah, Captain, wounded? 
 
 J. Mowbray. Only a flesh wound, nothing serious. 
 
 Col. Morten, (faint voice) I feel that I am 
 for me. Where is Miss Julia? 
 
 Julia L. (stepping up to him) Here, Col. Morton, I am sorry for 
 you. (A chair is placed for her by Harry S. at lower end of sofa, she 
 sits down.) 
 
 Col. Morton. Miss Julia, I deserve no pity, and least from you. 
 You know well that I have been your fathers enemy, his deadly 
 enemy. I shall soon stand before the Almighty Judge. Miss Julia, 
 say, say that you forgive me — I killed your father! (James has in the 
 meantime stepped up and stands beside Julia.) 
 
 Julia L. You. Col. Morton? 
 
 Col. Morton. Yes, this hand done the deed, but, oh have mercy, 
 have mercy, as you expect God to have mercy upon you in your last 
 hour. Let me not enter before that God, without your forgiveness. 
 
 Julia L. Oh, Col. Morton, (taking his hand) may God forgive 
 you, as I do. 
 
 Col. M. God bless you for that. lean — now — die — with — (loud 
 voice) Langlade, don't! no! [low voice] forgiven! (dies) 
 
 James M. He is dead. Come Julia, [She rises and he conducts 
 her through 3d E. R. exit.) 
 
 Lieutenant Bently. [arranges the corpse] There, we have no 
 time for burial, friend or foe will certainly find him to-morrow. It is 
 better that it should be so. He might have more crimes to atone for, 
 if I had not come just in time with my scouting party. Don't you 
 think so, Col. Seymour? 
 
 Harry S. Undoubtedly, you saved our lives. That shot was just 
 in time — who fired it? 
 
 Leary. It was me, sir, Bein' astern of the squad, and lookin' 
 through the winder, I sees him a standin' with his sword drawn in 
 front of Miss Julia, and I blazes away. I could'nt see the little 
 beauty hurt no more than I'd have my head cut off. 
 
 Lieutenant Bently. Yes, Leary is devoted to Miss Langlade, he 
 has often spoken to me about her. But now (turning to Leary) see 
 that the men get ready, we have done enough scouting for to-night. 
 (Leary exit. Enter Julia dressed, and James, arm in sling, left hand 
 small satchel.) 
 
 James M. We are ready, Lieutenant. 
 
 Harry S. How does your arm feel? (takes the satchel.) 
 
 James M. Oh, quite comfortable. 
 
30 
 
 Lieutenant Bentlg. (who in meantime has stepped to door and 
 holds it open) Well, all ready? 
 
 Barry S. All right, let's be off. (exit all) 
 
 SCENE III. 
 
 ['As in Scene 1st, fourth act. Night Scene. Two rebel soldi'ers;'on picket, respectively 2d 
 and 3d E. R. At short intervals cannonading Is heard.) 
 
 Bill, Say, Muggins! Them Yank's are keepin' the. ball a rollin' 
 haint they? 
 
 Muggins^ I reckon. they do right smart; they've been a rollin' us 
 considerable for the last days, and I'll bet a corn-dodger they'll keep 
 it a rollin' till they'll roll it all over we uns. 
 
 Bill. They give it to us down the road yesterday. If that calvary 
 did'nt come down on us! Jerusalem! — 
 
 Muggins. Sav, Bill! 
 
 Bill. Well, Muggins ? 
 
 Muggins. I reckon the confed'racy a goner. 
 
 Bill. Them's just my sentiment. It's been corn fed long enough, 
 and there is a mighty racy smell about it. 
 
 Muggins. They say, that's been iSheridan a peckin' away yester- 
 day. If he's around he'll do his share, an' a might)' big shere-it-den 
 will be. 
 
 Bill. The Yank's call him little Phil, an' that's the allfiredest big 
 lie they ever manafectered, for he is always in for the biggest fill. 
 
 Muggins. He's a whopper, thats certain. 
 
 Bill. Wished I was out of this, Muggins. 
 
 Muggins. Just what I been thinkin' on. 
 
 Bill. I'd like to see Jeff" an' them fellars a flawpin' around him in 
 Richmon' standin' here. Ireckon they'd git sick o' this fighting, an' 
 go home. 
 
 Muggins. Would be kinder nice to be down in Georgy on the ole 
 farm just about now. v 
 
 Bill. What 'ud you do, eh? 
 
 Muggins. I reckon I'd roll up for a two weeks snooze. 
 
 Bill. I calkerlate the chickens Avould be a thinnin' out kind er 
 sudden by the time I'd git home. How'd you like a juicy hind 
 quarter just about now, eh! Muggins? 
 
 Muggins. Don't be aggravatin' my stomick. (A shell from L. 
 flies over them) That's a sender. 
 
 Bill. Reckon they are feelin' for us- [A rifle shot from L.] 
 Jerusalem! that was onpleasant nigh. 
 
 [Both stoop down and fire their peices to L. and reload.] 
 
 Muggins- Them's the blue bellies down in the holler. They might 
 just as well be a takin' it comfortable, instead of disturbin' we uns, 
 [Another rifle shot from L.] They are bound to keep it up. Blaze 
 away Bill! (Bill fires) 
 
 A voice from L. Halloh, grey coat! 
 
 Muggins. What's the rip; blue coat? 
 Voice from L. Fall back a little. 
 
 ins. Can't see it, quarters suit me for the present. 
 
31 
 
 Leary . (on L. behind scenery) Histe yer anker and shift a little, 
 mighty bad moorin's here about. 
 
 Bill. Whats the feller jabberin' about ? 
 
 Muggins. Darn my stockin's ef I can tell. [Another shot from 
 L.) 
 
 Bill. Now, see here Yank! stop yer firm', and talk white. 
 Muggins, (calling) What are you jawin' about? 
 Voice from L. This is a mighty swampy hole down here, more 
 water than I care about drinking. Now you fellers fall back a little, 
 and we'll get on dry land. 
 
 Muggins. You're a mighty smart Yank', haint you. You uns 
 wasn't perticeler yis'terday about the mud and water, you uns run 
 us in. 
 
 Leary. Now sheer off an' give us a little sea room, or I'll cut my 
 cab el an' run you afoul. 
 
 Voice on L. You better git, or we'll make you. We've got 
 reinforcements! 
 
 Bill, (aside) Hang your reinforcements! [Loud] Wher've you 
 got 'em? In your canteens? . 
 
 Voice on L. Yes, and plenty of them. 
 
 Bill. (To Muggins) I'd like to have some of it, Muggins. Let's 
 barter with 'em. 
 
 Muggins. Ef I knew it'd be all right, but yer can't tell when the 
 Yanks are a comin' it on yer. Hav'nt yer heard how the other night 
 a picket post was made stone blind by one of them sncakin' fellers, 
 just by drinkin' a little? 
 
 Bill. Yer don't say so. They shan't catch me, ef I know my- 
 self. — Let's peg away at 'em. 
 
 Muggins. ' All right! (Both fire) 
 
 Voice-on L. Say, lialloh there! Stop your firing. [Bill and Mug- 
 gins cease firing.] 
 
 Mug giiis. What do you want. 
 Voice on L. Do you know Richmond is taken? 
 Bill. That's another Yankee lie. 
 
 Leary. Now don't be a callin' names or I'll overhaul yer keel. 
 Muggins. When was it taken, Yank? 
 
 Voice on L. Gen'l Weitzel marched in with his nigger troops 
 yesterday morning. How's that for high! 
 
 BUI. Ah! you lyin' Yank, take that! (fires. Firing on both sides 
 repeated and increasing along both lines, Bill and Muggins fall back, 
 firing. Rebels from R. Union from L. Rebel skirmishers retreat, 
 Union skirmishers advance and pass through R. Shells flying from 
 R. — Rebel line of battle advances firing, also Union line respect, R. 
 and L. Fight and Rebels driven.) 
 
 SCENE III. 
 
 (Representing troops on Homeward March, passing over S. from R. through L.— Caps 
 and hats, flowers etc., on their bayonets. They pass through the same maneuver as in 
 Act II. Scene 1, thereby representing a larger number. While marching over 8. singing 
 "John Brown" with Orchestra accompaniment. 
 Changes to 
 
32 
 
 IV SCENE. 
 
 (Room in Mowbray's house. Large table L. C. opp. 1st E., burning lamp, books, flowers, 
 etc-, onit. Easy chair, leftrear of table, half fronting to audience. Sofa C P., two chairs 
 right of sofa, one chair left of sofa. Chairs and sofa form almost a semi-circle. Other furniture 
 ad libitum. Mowbray, senior, in easy chair, Julia in chair on left next to Mr. Mowbray's 
 James Mowbray in chair next to Julia's, Mrs. Mowbray on sofa Chair on left of sofa un- 
 occupied.) 
 
 Mr.'-Mowbray, senior, (taking out his watch) Well the Colonel 
 has but three minutes left, if he wants to be as punctual as usual. 
 
 Col Seymour, (enters 1st E. L* with Lucy Mowbray, now Mrs. 
 Seymour, overcoat on arm.) Punctual as usual ! 
 
 (All rise and welcome the new comers. Col. Seymour shaking hands with James and 
 Mr. Mowbray and Julia, kissing Mrs- Mowbray, then sits down on sofa L. of Mrs. Mowbray, 
 talking to her,) 
 
 Mrs. Seymour, (upon entering, quickly seizes Julia, embracing 
 and kissing her repeatedly."! Oh, you darling little bride! (quickly 
 advancing to Mrs. Mowbray, while kissing her) Dear, dear mother, 
 how do you do, and Pa? [seizing Mr. Mowbray around neck and 
 kissing him.) You are the last that has to suffer. There now. (stops 
 kissing and looks around) anymore victims! (All have taken their 
 former seats, (Col. Seymour on sofa next to Mrs. Mowbray) except 
 James who remains standing.) Oh, James! I hadf almost forgotten 
 you, you dear old boy, (has quickly kissed him several 
 times.) There, the action is over (goes to chair next to Julia, and 
 sits down, James takes chair left of sofa) none wounded killed or 
 missing. 
 
 Mrs. Mowbray. Take off your things, child. 
 
 Mrs. Seymour. In just a minute, mother, (to Julia) Oh you are 
 going to have a beautiful day for your wedding. It was such a 
 glorious sunset, and the sky is so clear and bright, I am sure it will 
 be perfectly lovely to-morrow. — Harry, do you remember when we 
 were married it rained all day, it was really the dreariest looking day 
 in the whole year. 
 
 Col. Seymour. I do not recollect, Lu'. I thought it was sunshine all 
 day long. 
 
 Mrs. Seymour. Ah you men have such a poor memory. It is hardly 
 a year since we were married, and he has forgotten all about that 
 fearful drenching rain, which spoiled my hat and dress most ef- 
 fectually. 
 
 Mrs. Mowbray. And the Colonel's silk hat. 
 
 Col. Seymour. Well, no, really it seemed to me the sun shone 
 bright and clear that day. I think that your eyes shone so bright 
 that I never missed the sunshine. 
 
 Mrs. Seymour. Oh, just hear the flatterer! [To Julia) Julia, will 
 you believe me that man was full of flattery when he lay in the 
 hospital, bandaged from head to foot like a little baby. 
 
 Mr. Mowbray. But you took a great fancy to that little baby. 
 Mrs. Seymour. I think it was compassion. But now I will take off 
 my things, (rises.) 
 
 Col. Seymour. Here, Lu' take my coat and hat- 
 Mrs. Seymour, (taking them) Julia, take notice how I have spoiled 
 my husband, and take warning by my pitiful example, (exit 1st E. R.) 
 James Mowbray, (leaving chair and taking his former seat beside 
 
• 33 
 
 Julia) During the eight years in which I have not seen Lucy, she 
 has remained the same light-hearted merry girl. 
 
 Mrs. Mowbray. The only time I ever saw her looking very sober, 
 was immediately after the wedding, when the Colonel returned to the 
 front. 
 
 Mr. Mowbray. Yes she has a happy disposition, which is a bless- 
 ing to her and others. In the dark days of the past, Lucy has been 
 sunshine to all around her, and in a great measure alleviated our sor- 
 rows and trials. When she went to Virginia as hospital nurse, it 
 seemed as if all joy and light had left us. 
 
 Mrs. Seymour, (enters 1st E. R. stands near C. R. clapping her 
 hands) Oh, what a pretty family circle! I'll fill the vacant chair, 
 (passes to chair L. of sofa and sits down.) 
 
 Mr. Moivbray. Would to God, that every vacant chair in our 
 country could be filled to-night. Many are the heartstrings broken, 
 wounds unseen, but deeply felt, the hidden but living monuments of a 
 nation's calamity and salvation.' Our country is undivided, (rises 
 facing audience) its flag floats unsullied, bearing not one dark blemish 
 on its starry field. But oh, what a price! — He who brought peace 
 on earth, good will to men, comfort those whose dear ones forfeited 
 their life-blood for the nation's peace and glory. The nation owes a 
 debt of gratitude to its heroes, living and dead, which it can never 
 pay. May future years of peace and prosperity not weaken that 
 spirit of gratitude, nor lull to inglorious repose, that enthusiasm 
 which now fills the land. Sacred be to us the memory of our noble 
 dead, true and lasting our devotion to the living heroes. — [All rise 
 and step forward a few paces] Out of our circle none is missing 
 although our country has had the services of all our children. Loyal, 
 brave and true, living monuments of patriotism, of our national 
 disaster and glory, our children now are dearer to us than ever. 
 - '- ■ ■ The war-and thunder of battle have ceased, and ere long all feeling 
 
 of enmity and discord will be forgotten, as with charity to all, with 
 malice towards none, we extend our hand to the once erring; and mis- 
 guided south. [Turning to Julia and taking her hands.) And as 
 token and emblem of such happy union we take you, Julia, a daughter 
 of the south, but loyal, brave and true, amidst trials and temptations, 
 to our heart and home, as our daughter, our joy and our pride. God 
 bless the Union of states, the Union of hearts and may we ever be 
 loyal, brave and true. 
 
 All. Yes, ever Loyal, Brave and True! 
 
 Curtain Drops. 
 
LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 
 
 mill 
 
 017 400 148 •