T. S. DENISON & COMPANY PUBLISHERS CHICAGO DENISON'S ACTING PLAYS Partial List of Successful and Popular Plays. Large Catalogue Free. Price ISc each. Postpaid, Unless Different Price is Given DRAMAS, COMEDIES, ENTERTAINMENTS, Etc. M. F. Aaron Boggs, Freshman, 3 acts, ZYi hrs (2Sc) 8 8 After the Game, 2 acts, 1 % hrs (25c) 1 9 All a Mistake, 3 acts, 2 hrs. (25c) 4 4 American Hustler, 4 acts, 2 "/a hrs (25c) 7 4 Arabian Nights, 3 acts, 2 hrs. 4 5 As a Woman Thinketh, 3 acts, 2Vi hrs (25c) 9 7 At the End of the Rainbow, 3 acts, 2i4 hrs (25c) 6 14 Bank Cashier, 4 acts, 2 hrs. (2Sc) 8 4 Black Heifer, 3 acts, 2 hrs. (25c) 9 3 Brookdale Farm, 4 acts, 2^4 hrs (25c) 7 3 Brother Josiah, 3 acts, 2 hrs. (25c) 7 4 Burns Rebellion, 1 hr (25c) 8 5 Busy Liar, 3 acts, 2J4 hrs. (2Sc) 7 4 College Town, 3 acts, 2!4 hrs (25c) 9 8 Corner Drug' Store, 1 hr. (25c) ; 17 14 Danger Signal, 2 acts, 2 hrs. . 7 4 Daughter of the Desert, 4 acts, 2^ hrs (25c) 6 4 Down in Dixie, 4 acts, 2 "4 hrs (2Sc) 8 4 Dream That Came True, 3 acts, 2Va hrs (2Sc) 6 13 Editor-in-Chief, 1 hr (25c) 10 Enchanted Wood, l.)4 h.(35c).Optnl. Everyvouth, 3 acts, XVz hrs. (25c) 7 6 Face at the Window, 3 acts, 2 hrs (25c) 4 4 Fascinators, 40 min (25c) 13 Fun on the Fodunk Limited, 11/2 hrs. ....J (25c) 9 14 Heiress of H»?t?o\\ai, 3 acts, 2 hrs • : (25c) 8 4 I High School Fftsnman, 3 acts, i 2 hrs (25c) 12 Honor of a Cowboy, 4 acts, 2*/^ hrs (25c) 13 4 Indian Days, 1 hr (50c) 5 2 In Plum Valley, 4 acts, 2'/i hrs (2Sc) 6 4 Iron Hand, 4 acts, 2 hrs. . (25c) 5 4 Tayville Junction, 1% hrs. (25c) 14 17 Kingdom of Heart's Content, 3 acts, 214 hrs •...(25c) 6 12 Lexington, 4 acts, 254 h. .(2Sc) 9 4 M. F. Light Brigade, 40 min (25c) 10 Little Buckshot, 3 acts, 2>4 hrs. . (25c) 7 4 Lodge of Kye Tyes, 1 hr. (25c)13 Lonelyville Social (Jlub, 3 acts, 154 hrs (2Sc) 10 Man from Borneo, 3 acts, 2 hrs (2Sc) 5 2 Man from Nevada, 4 acts, 2^/^ hrs (25c) 9 5 Mirandy's Minstrels. ... (25c) Optnl. New Woman, 3 acts 1 hr.... 3 6 Old Maid's Club, 1 j4 hrs. (25c) 2 16 Old Oaken Bucket, 4 acts, 2 hrs (25c) 8 6 Old School at Hick'ry Holler, 154 hrs ..(25c) 12 9 On the Little Big Horn, 4 acts, 21/2 hrs (25c) 10 4 Out in the Streets, 3 acts, 1 hr. 6 4 Prairie Rose, 4 acts, 2^4 hrs. (25c) 7 4 Rustic Romeo, 2 acts, 2154 hrs (25c) 10 12 School Ma'am, 4 acts, 1J4 hrs. 6 5 Scrap of Paper, 3 acts, 2 hrs.. 6 6 Soldier of Fortune, S ax;ts, Zy^, h. 8 3 Southern Cinderella, 3 acts, 2 hrs (25c) 7 Third Degree, 40 min (25c) 12 Those Dreadful Twins, 3 acts, 2 hrs (25c) 6 4 Tony, The Convict, 5 acts, 2^2 hrs (25c) 7 4 Topp's Twins, 4 acts, 2 h.(2Sc) 6 4 Town Marshal, 4 acts, 2^4 hrs (25c) 6 3 Trip to Storyland, 154 hrs.(2Sc) 17 23 Uncle Josh, 4 acts, 2% hrs.(2Sc) 8 3 Under Blue Skies, 4 acts, 2 hrs (25c) 7 10 Under the Laurels, 5 acts, 2 hrs. 6 4 When the Circus Came to Town. 3 acts, 2^4 hrs. (25c) 5 3 Women Who Did, 1 hr...(25c) 17 Yankee Detective, 3 acts, 2 hrs. 8 3 FARCES. COMEDIETAS, Etc. April Fools, 30 min 3 Assessor, The, 10 min 3 2 Baby Show at Pineville, 20 min. 19 Bad Job, 30 min 3 2 Betsv Baker, 45 min 2 2 Billy's Chorus Girl, 25 min... 2 3 Billy's Mishap, 20 min 2 3 Borrowed Luncheon, 20 min.. 5 Borrowing Trouble, 20 min.... 3 5 Box and Cox, 35 min 2 1 Case Against Casey, 40 min... 23 Convention of Papas, 25 min.. 7 Country Justice. IS min 8 Cow that Kicked Chicago, 20 m. 3 2 T.S.DENISON&COMPANY,Publishers.154 W.Randolph St., Chicago THE RUMMAGE SALE AN ENTERTAINMENT FOR FOUR MEN AND TEX WOMEN BY JESSIE A. KELLEY AUTHOR OF 'The Peddler's Parade," "Village Postoffice," "Scenes in a Restau- rant," "Miss Prim's Kindergarten," "Taking the Census in BingiiUe," "Reminiscences of the Donation Party," "Mrs. Jenkins' Brilliant Idea," etc. CHICAGO T. S. DENISON & COMPANY Publishers THE RUMMAGE SALE CHARACTERS. (Named in order of their appearance.) Mrs. Sharp. Mrs. Easy.. ,^ . Saleswomen Mrs. Alden. Mrs. Rusacow jy,^^ -, j,.,.^^^^^ Mrs. Hennesy ^K/zo Keeps Her Eyes Open Mr. Moriarity j^yj,^ Q^f^ ^ ^,.^^^ ^^^.^ Mrs. Badger jy^o is only Buying for Charity Mrs. RiNALDi jyj,^ jy^^^^^ ^ j^^.^^^ La''rry°'^°''^'' ^^^" ^^'""^' ^' ^' ^ ^''^' ^ * The Policeman Susie Smith -A Girl Who Hasn't any Money Mrs. Shiftless lyj,^ fjates to Sezv Mrs. Lightfinger Wko Spirits Azvay Coats Mr. Morrison wj^^ l^^^^ ^ ^^.^^^ ^^^ -^ It wonld he effective to have more people rush in when the door IS opened, handle over goods, buy, then go out one or tzvo at a time. Scenery not necessary. Can be played on any platform. -'% : Flace— -Any Small City. ^ Time of Playing— .-/^o/// fifty Minutes.. ^ ' ,\ /^^ COPYRIGHT, 191G, BY EBEN fj. NORRIS. CN^ TMP96-00646^ -' J)G1.0 4i5 8tJ<> MAY 13 1916 THE RUMMAGE SALE. COSTUMES. 'I'he saleswomen should be in ordinary dress, the others as grotesque as possible. Mrs. Rinaldi should have a scarf over her head, Mrs. Kusacow wears a long, full cape. Susie, an adult, is dressed like a girl of twelve. STAGE ARRANGEMENT. The entertainment can be given on any platform, with or without a curtain. Entrances to suit convenience. The only accessories needed are a few tables, a supply of old clothing, dishes, etc., and a dress suit. SUGGESTIONS. An unlimited opportunity is afforded in the piece for local hits, which always take well with the audience. The blank spaces in the text should all be filled in with local names and many more can readily be added. Musical se- lections could also be introduced, simply having a conver- sation with some of the buyers, leading up to a song, or a street musician with violin or cornet could wander in and in exchange for some article of clothing give some selections. THE RUMMAGE SALE Scene: Any room or platform on icliich arc a fezu tables. Characters may cuter and exit to suit convenience. Mrs. Alden (handling over goods). We must hurry up and get these things marked ; it's half-past nine already and we are to open the doors at ten. How the time does fly ! Mrs. Sharp. Yes, they are collecting outside already. I saw some of the familiar faces that are on hand at every runrmage sale as I came in. Our rummage sales are getting to be quite a reunion of old friends. Mrs. Easy. It doesn't look as if we had as much stuff as usual. I hope we'll make some money out of the old thing. Mrs. Alden. I'm going to hang my coat up here and put my bag under it. Guess it will be safe there. Mrs. Sharp. I'll put mine over here. Hope no one will get it. It's a new one I just bought last week. Mrs. Easy. I'll put mine here and I don't want to lose it if it isn't so new. It's got to last me all winter. Mrs. Alden. Let's get to work now. (Holds up very ragged zvaist.) What do you think this old waist is worth ? Mrs. Easy (looking it oz'er). I don't believe it's worth more than ten cents. Mrs. Sharp (taking waist). Ten cents, indeed! That's a pretty good waist. A few patches here and there and it would last a long time. Mark it fifty cents. (Mrs. Easy and Mrs. Alden exchange glances.) Mrs. Easy (aside to Mrs. Alden). It isn't worth five cents. Did you ever see such a Jew as she is? Mrs. Alden. We'll make it fifty to please her, but let's sell it for anything we can get. My conscience would keep me awake all night if T let anybody pay fifty cents for that old rag. Mrs. Sharp (holding up a -very old-fashioned skirt). 4 THE RUMMAGE SALE. 5 Now there's a perfectly good skirt— not a hole in it any- where. I'm going to mark it two dollars. Mrs. Easy and Mrs. Alden. Two dollars! Mrs. Sharp. Yes ; it's all whole and good. Mrs. Easy. Yes, but it's ten years out of style. Mrs. Alden. Why, Mrs. Sharp, you can buy a new skirt in the stores for two dollars— right in style, too. Mrs. Sharp. Well, this is just as good for these people as if it were in style. Mrs. Easy. You needn't try to make them thmk that. You wouldn't wear it yourself and why should they wear such an antiquated looking thing? Mrs. Alden. I don't see why folks send thmgs here that are only fit for the rag bag. Mrs. Sharp. Oh, I suppose you are hittmg me. 1 brought that skirt and it's plenty good enough for poor people to wear. I suppose you expect me to put m my best clothes, do you? Mrs. Easy. Oh, I didn't know you brought it. It will be nice to make over for some child. Mrs. Alden. The trouble is, so many of these people don't know enough to make over. Mrs. Sharp (holding up lace curtain full of holes). Here's a nice pair of lace curtains. What shall we mark them? , Mrs. Easy. Oh, they'll grab for those. You can mark them anything you like. Mrs. Sharp. One dollar I'll mark them and hang them over tliis hue. (Hangs curtains near door.) I'll bet Mrs. sent those. Mrs. Alden. Let's open this bundle. (Takes out dress.) I know where this came from all right. That's the dress Mrs. wore so long. I'm glad she's put it in the rum- mage sale. I'm sick to death of seeing her wear it. Mrs. Easy. It always was awfully unbecoming anyway. Mrs Sharp. Here's some shoes of hers, too. Mrs Alden. My, aren't thev awful big? I always knew she had big feet and I always wanted to know what size she wore. She pretends she wears fives, but I know better. 6 THE RUMMAGE SALE. I wonder if the size is marked inside. {Looks.) Yes. here it is. {All look.) Number seven. Til let her know' next time I see her. ^ Mrs. Sharp. Here's that collar Mrs. sent. Shouldn't you think a woman fifty years old would know- better than to wear a collar fit for a sixteen-year-old girl"^ _ Mrs. Easy. Here's a lot of Derby hats from Dr. . I'm glad he's given them up and taken to wearing soft hats instead. I think they are so much more becoming to him. Mrs. Alden. Here are some trousers and a coat from Mr. . They do say his wife belongs to so many societies he never can get a bit of mending done to his clothes, and I guess it's so. Just look here. Only one button on this coat, hning all ripped and a big tear. Mrs. Sharp. She's one of the suffragettes. Think she'd better stay home and tend to her mending instead of scur- rynig all over the country trying to get a vote. They make me tired. Mrs. Alden. It's too bad about you. I'm a suft'ragette, too, I'd have you understand, and I'm proud to be one, and I don't intend to have them spoken slightingly of in my presence. Mrs. Sharp. I did give you credit for more sense. _Mrs. Alden. Sense! I'm shoAving my good sense by being one. If you can show me any good reason why women should not have the vote — Mrs. Easy. There, there ; we haven't any time to spare for a debate now. Look at these things Mrs. sent. Mrs. Sharp. They look mighty dirty. I should not think folks would send stuff without washing it. We could get twice as much for it if it were only laundered. Wonder if she's a suffragette, too. Mrs. Alden. No more of your insults, Mrs. Sharp.. Anything said against a suffragette I take as a personal in- sult. Mrs. Sharp. Huh! I'm afraid you'll have a good many to swallow, then. Mrs. Easy. Now here's a very pretty silk dress— all good, too. I w^onder who sent that? THE RUMMAGE SALE. 7 Mrs. Alden. Why, that's Mrs. and she's only worn it a few times. Isn't she extravagant to put that in here? Mrs. Sharp. Here's a lot of neckties and gloves. I'll put them on this end of the table. Mrs. Easy. I recognize those neckties. They are Mr. and he has a new tie to suit every mood. You know what a changeable man he is, so you see he has to have a very large supply of neckties. Mrs. Sharp. AA'ill you look at this dress suit! Who could have put that in ? Mrs. Easy. I don't recognize it, but it looks so good it must have been put in by mistake. Mrs. Alden. Oh. no ; probably some one has outgrown it and got sick of seeing it around. Mrs. Easy. How nuich shall I mark it? Mrs. Sharp. It will be hard to get rid of that, so I wouldn't mark it too much. Mrs. Alden. No ; you probably can't get more than a quarter for it. Here's that vase Mrs. • has had on her mantel for the last fifty years. I'm glad she's finally got up courage enough to part with it. It's the most hideous thing I ever saw. Mrs. Sharp. Here's a lot of children's clothes. I'm glad to have them. Mrs. Easy. Oh, those are Mrs. children's clothes. Aren't they cute? She always does make such pretty things for her children. Mrs. Alden. Here's that overcoat Mr. has worn for the last ten years. I'm glad the poor man has a new one at last. They do say his wife spends so much money going to the "movies" that he can hardly get a cent for himself. Mrs. Sharp. What shall we mark it? Mrs. Alden. Well, it looks like thirty cents. Mrs. Easy. That's enough for it. Here's some shirt waists. I remember how sweet Miss looked in this blue one the first time she wore it at the choir rehearsal. I 8 THE RUMMAGE SALE. guess some of the boys thought so, to. I noticed was waiting at the door when she went out. Door opens, Mrs. Rusacow enters. Mrs. Sharp (stepping to door). We are not ready to open yet. You'll have to wait outside until we open the door. Mrs. Rusacow. Veil, I pin here two hours alretty. Time you open door. How mooch dem curtain ? Mrs. Sharp. One dollar; but I can't sell you anything until the door is opened. Mrs. Rusacow, I like see dem curtain. (Reaches up to take curtains from line.) Mrs. Sharp. No, you can't see them until the door is opened. (Opens door and pushes Mrs. Rusacow.) You'll have to stay out until we have the things marked. Mrs. Rusacow. I like dem curtain. I buy dem. Mrs. Sharp (giving Mrs. Rusacow a final push). You must stay out until the door is opened. Mrs. Alden. Isn't it funny how folks will buy such things ? I don't know but we'd better hang up a sign : "Great rummage sale now going on. Don't go elsewhere to get cheated. Come in here." Door opens again and Mrs. Hennesy pokes in head. Mrs. Hennesy. Fur hivin's sake, ain't youse niver goin' to open the doors? It's froize Oi am intirely watin' here since sivin o'clock in the mornin'. Mrs. Sharp (closing door). We're hurrying as fast as we can. Mrs. Alden. Let's mark just a few more, then guess at the rest of the prices. It would take us all day at the rate we're getting along. Mrs. Easy. Here's a gallon can of something. (Smells of it.) What on earth is it? Mrs. Alden (smelling). It smells like molasses. Mrs. Sharp. Oh, I know about that. Mrs. sent it. It is molasses and she said she was going to get every drop of it out of the house. THE RUMMAGE SALE. 9 Mrs. Easy. What on earth did she do that for? Mrs. Sharp. She said she'd been trying for months to get Mr. to varnish their kitchen floor and finally one day last week she got him at it. They kept off it for sev- eral days, but it didn't seem to dry a bit ; so finally she investigated and found he had varnished that whole floor with molasses, and she did have the awfuUest time getting it washed ofl". He's promised to varnish it tomorrow and she said she'd see there wasn't a drop of molasses in the house. Mrs. Alden. That makes me think of the story the otlier day about Mrs. and her little daughter Mary. You know Mr. is a great hand to be out nights and little Mary is a great hand to ask questions. Well, the other night when Mrs. put out the light after putting Mary in bed, Mary asked, "Mamma, where does the light go when it goes out?" "What a foolish question to ask," said Mrs. . "You might as well ask me where your father goes when he goes out." Mrs. Easy. Oh, that makes me tliink of a story about Mrs. . I must tell it while I think of it. Then we must hustle and get the door open. Mrs. Alden. Hurry up, then, and tell us. Mrs. Easy. Mr. was out very late last Thursday night at his club and when he got ready to start for home some one called up Mrs. on the phone and told her* that her husband was on his way home in an automobile. "I hope it's a {name an automobile) he's coming in," she said. "They say they go so fast they take one's breath away, and if he's been at the Club all this time I'd like to have something take his breath away before he gets home." [Laughter.) Mr. Moriarity pokes head in door. Mr. Moriarity. Hev yez anny hats Oi could be afther buying? Me hid is gittin' cauld standing out here. Mrs. Sharp. Yes; close the door, please, and we'll be ready in a few minutes. (Mr. Moriarity closes door.) Mrs. Sharp. Mrs. Alden, you stand at this door and 10 THE RUM.AIAGE SALE. keep it closed for a few minutes. (Mrs. Alden stands at door, zvhicli is continually rattled and pushed.) Mrs. Alden. Do hurry up. They are getting so impa- tient I can't keep them out much longer. Mrs. Easy. I'll put this bunch of things over here and hang these up here. Mrs. Sharp. The men's things are all on this and you take charge of them, Mrs. Easy; and Mrs. Alden, you look out for the dresses and waists and T'll see to the other things. Are we all ready now? Have you some change and some paper and string? Mrs. Easy. Yes, I have — Mrs. Alden. Yes. Shall I open the door now? Mrs. Sharp. Let me take one more look. Yes, open it. Now look out or some things will mysteriously disap- pear. Open the door, Mrs. Alden. (Mrs. Alden opens door.) Mrs. Rusacow, Mrs. Hennesy, Mr. Moriarity, Mrs. RiNALDi, Mr. Goldman and Mrs. Badger rush in pell-uiell, begin, pulling and hauling over things. Mrs. Rusacow and Mrs. Hennesy pull curtains from the line. Mrs. Sharp. Do you wish to buy these curtains? Mrs. Rusacow {pulling them az^'ay from Mrs. Hen- nesy). I puy dem. I say I puy dem when I come in pefore. Mrs. Hennesy (getting them away fro-m Mrs. Rusa- cow). Oi bed them in me foists foirst and Oi don't intind to be chated out uv thim by anny old Jew. They'll look illi- gant in little Bridgie's slaping room. How mooch do yez be axing fur thim? Mrs. Sharp. They are one dollar, but I don't know but this woman has first choice. Mrs. Rusacow. Veil, I haf. I say I puy dem and I puy dem. Gif them to me quick. (Pulls them azvay from Mrs. Hennesy.) Here is de tollar. Mrs. Hennesy (pulls them azvay from Mrs. Rusacow). Oi'll give two dollars. Oi'm not going to get baten out uv thim by anny furriner. THE RUMMAGE SALE. 11 Mrs. Rusacow (getting curtains again). Tree toUar. I gif tree tollar. I puy dem curtain. 1 gif tree tollar. Mrs. Hennesv. Yez are an ould fool th.in and yez kin take thim. Shure it's not three cints they're worth at all. at all. (Mrs. Sharp docs up curtains for Mrs. Rusacow, Mrs. Hennesy looks at other articles.) Mrs. Rinaldi {to Mrs. Alden). How much disa dressa? Mrs. Alden. That's a very nice dress and we are only asking one dollar for it. What size do you wear? Mrs. Rinaldi. I no know whatta you meana by siza. Mrs. Alden. Is it large enough for you? Mrs. Rinaldi {holding dress up to her). Bigga-bigga. Mrs. Alden. Let me try it on for you. {Slips dress on Mrs. Rinaldi.) I'm afraid it is too small. Mrs. Rinaldi. No, no. It bigga enough. Pretty dressa, I like disa dressa. (Mrs. Alden tries to fasten dress, zvhich is very much too small.) Mrs. Alden. It is altogether too small for you. Try this one. Mrs. Rinaldi. No ; no lika data dressa ; lika disa one. Bigga enough. (Mrs. Rinaldi admires herself in mirror, turning and tzvisting to get all zicia'S.) How nnich you say disa dressa? Mrs. Alden. One dollar. Mrs. Rinaldi. Too much mona — no hava so much mona. I give fifty centa. Mrs. Alden. No, you can't have it for any less than a dollar. Mrs. Rinaldi. I poora woman; six childa. I no hava much a mona. Mrs. Alden. Well, try this dress. This is only seventy- five cents and would fit you much better. That doesn't fit you at all. Mrs. Rinaldi. No ; no lika data — no pretty. I give you sixty centa. Mrs. Alden. No; you'll have to pay a dollar if you want it. Mrs. Rinaldi. I give seventy centa. 12 THE RUMMAGE SALE. Mrs. Alden. No ; you can't have it a cent less than a dollar. (Mrs. Rinaldi takes off dress and goes along to other articles.) Mr. Moriarity (to Mrs. Easy). How mooch are the lids? Mrs. Easy. The what? Mr. Moriarity. The lids — the hats. Mrs. Easy. Oh, different prices. This one is twenty- five cents. This one is fifty cents, and here is one you can have for ten cents. (Mr. Moriarity tries on hats, some so large they go dozvn oz'er his ears, some so small they perch on top of his head.) Mr. Moriarity. Shure, they're all too big or too small. Oi'm afrade thiy're not becoming to me stoiyle uv beauty. (Mr. Moriarity continues trying on coats, hats, etc.) Mr. Goldman, Vot vas de price of this overgoat? Mrs. Easy. That is a very nice coat. The buttons are all gone, the lining is torn and it has a tear in the back ; but apart from those things it is a nice coat ; but I'll let you have it for three dollars. Mr. Goldman. Tree tollars ! Too much. It have moths in it, too. Look ; all full moths. Mrs. Easy. Well, what do you expect for three dollars ? Humming birds? Try it on. (Mr. Goldman tries on coat, ivhich is very much too large for him.) It's rather large for you. Mr. Goldman. I ton't care for that. I get more goots for my money if it ees beeg. I wants to get my money's vurth. I gif you two tollar. Mrs. Easy. I said three dollars. Mr, Goldman. Dat vos too much. I gif you two tollar and a quarter. I need new coat ; mine vas old. You kind lady, you let me haf it for two dollar and a quarter. Mrs. Easy. All right. Shall I wrap it up or will you wear it? Mr. Goldman. I wear it. Now I vant new hat. Mrs. Easy. Right here. We have a lot of hats. WHiat kind do you want? Mr. Goldman. I vant a style von. I go see mine best THE RUMMAGE SAEE. 13 girl Rebecca tonight. I vant to look like von, vot you call liim — von dude, like von dude. Mrs. Easy. Here's a stylish looking hat. Try this one on. Mr. Goldman {trying on hat). Too beeg, too beeg. Mrs. Easy. Try this one. Mr. Goldman. No ; not style. No, I vant a style von — make me look like swell man. Mrs. Easy. How do you like this one? Mr. Goldman (trying on hat much too small). I like. That vos the von that makes me look sweet to mine Re- becca. How much dis von ? Mrs. Easy. You can have that for twenty-five cents. Mr. Goldman. I gif you twenty cent. Mrs. Easy. No. Twenty-five. You ought to be will- ing to pay that much to look sweet to Rebecca. Mr. Goldman. I pay twenty-five. She think I look so fine. Mrs. Easy. Do you want me to wrap the hat up ? Mr. Goldman. No; I wear it. Mrs. Easy. Now, you ougl^U; to have some gloves. Mr. Goldman. I haf no more money. You gif me gloves. I pay so much money for coat and hat I haf no money left. Mrs. Easy. I rather think you could find a little more in the corner of your pocket. Look at these gloves ; just the things you need to make you look real stylish. (Mrs. Easy shows pair of large zvhite cotton gloves zvhich Mr. Gold- man puts on.) There, that's just the finishing touch. That sight will surely melt Rebecca's heart. Mr. Goldman {looking at gloves admiringly). Veil, it vos style. How much vos the price? Mrs. Easy. I'll let you have those cheap to help you out. You can have them for ten cents. Mr. Goldman. I gif you five cent. Mrs. Easy. All right, take them ; but there one more thing you need. Mr. Goldman. Vot vos that? 14 THE RUMATAGE SALE. Mrs. Easy. A cane. All the dudes carry a cane and I have one right over here. Mr. Goldman. Yes, I vant von cane, but I haf no money. Mrs. Easy. That doesn't cost much You can have it for a quarter. Mr. Goldman. I haf no quarter. I gif you ten cent. Mrs. Easy. We'll call it fifteen. Mr. Goldman. I vant von glass for mine eye to make me look like von dudfe. Mrs. Easy. Why, yes ; of course you do. I almost for- got that. I'll see if I can find one. Yes, here's just the thing. {Holds up lorgnette.) Mr. Goldman. Dot vos shust it. (Holds up to eye.) Vich eye vos it I hold it at ? Mrs. Easy. Let me show you how to use it. Mr. Goldman. Mine Repecca vill smile ven she sees me coming up de street. Mrs. Easy. Yes, I rather think she will. I'll sell you that for fifty cents. Mr. Goldman, Too much! I haf no money left to take mine Repecca to de movies. Mrs. Easy. Well, I'll help you out a little and let you have it for a quarter. Mr. Goldman. I gif you ten cent. Mrs. Easy. There, hand it back if you don't want to pay a quarter for it. That's too cheap to sell it for anyway. Mrs. wouldn't think much of my selling her swell lorgnette for a quarter. Mr. Goldman. I must haf it. I gif you one quarter. Now, I vill go to mine Repecca and I vill say to her, "Vill you pe mine vife?" Mrs. Easy. She surely will never be able to refuse such a howling swell as you are. Mr. Goldman (looking in mirror). I vos von dude. I go to mine Repecca. (Exit.) Mr. Moriarity. Shure, if Barnum wuz aloive it wouldn't be safe fur him to step out uv this door. THE RUMMAGE SALE. 15 Mrs. Hennesy. Talk about the concatc of winiin. Could annything bate the concate of that monkey ? Mrs. Alden (to Mrs. Badger, ivho has been trying on dresses and waists). Have you decided to take some of these? That one you have on fits you very nicely. Mrs. Badger (haughtily) . Oh! I'm not buying them for myself at all. I don't never need to wear no clotlies from a rummage sale. I've a neighbor what has a sick husband and some children, so I thought I'd buy some of these to give to her. Mrs. Hennesy (aside to Mrs. Sharp). Will yez hear the ould phool talk ? Shure to me cartain knowladge she's niver hid a dress or a coat to her back fur the last tin years that she didn't buy at a rummage sale. Shure, it's moighty silly proide Oi calls it. Begorry, Oi just watch out fur the rummage sales, and whin Oi see the Church is goin' to hev wan, thin I ses to mesilf, ses Oi, "Now's yer chance, Mrs. Hinnisy, to be gittin' yer foinery. It's illigant clothes the loidies at that church do be wearing." I bed me hand on that door knob at sivin o'clock the morning. Mrs. Badger. How much do you ask for them things — the waist and shirt and coat? Mrs. Alden. I'll let you have the skirt for fifty cents, the waist for twenty-five and the coat for a dollar. That's one dollar and seventy-five cents in all. Mrs. Badger. Couldn't you let me have them cheaper since I'm just buying them to give away to some poor people ? Mrs. Hennesy (coming over to Mrs. Alden). Oi fale it me duty to expose that chakey crature. Divil a thing does she be after giving away at all, at all. She's buying it fur hersilf, iviry bit uv it, and she do be loiying to yez all the toime. Mrs. Badger. I'd thank you to mind your own business, Mrs. Hennesy. Mrs. Hennesy. Shure, it's me own bisiniss Oi do be moinding, but Oim not going to stand by and hear you loiying and chating. Shame on yez. 16 THE RUMMAGE SALE. Mrs. Alden (to Mrs. Badger). Do you want these things for the price I said ? Mrs. Badger (angrily). No, I don't want none of your old rummage sale. I've plenty of money to go up to • store and buy some stylish stuff. I'll leave this dirty old stuff' for the likes of Mrs. Hennesy. Mrs. Hennesy. Shure, it's too good for the loikes of yez. Perhaps yez kin foind something over in Mr. Mulli- gan's dump yez can wear. (Mrs. Badger goes out with head in air.) Shure, she's bin to iviry rummage sale in the place for the last foive years and Oive got sick of her ould gag about giving it away. (Mrs. Hennesy tries on various hats, coats, etc.) Mr. Moriarity, Hev yez anny stockings me soize? Mrs. Easy. What number do you wear ? Mr. Moriarity. What number do Oi wear? Two, uv course. Do youse take me fur a cinitipede? Mrs. Easy. How would these do? They are very nice, fine stockings and there isn't the thing the matter with them except that the feet are cut off'. Mr. Moriarity. Ixcipt the fate are cut off'! Shure, who'd be afther moinding a little thing loike that. Begorry, Oi kin wear them fur wristers. (Puts them on wrists.) Now, if ye'U foind me a necktie that's big and broight and grane Oi'U be drissed up complate. Mrs. Easy. Here's just the thing. Mr. Moriarity. Begorry it is. Oi'U put it roight on. (Puts on very large green tie.) If yez want stoiyle the place to visit is a rummage sale. Mrs. Easy. If it's style you're after, just look at this dress suit. I'll sell it to you for a quarter. Mr. Moriarity (looks it over, feels in pockets, finds watch and money which he looks at slyly, keeping them- out of sight of Mrs. Easy.) Shure, Oi'U take it to wear to the Hibernian ball. Here's yer quarter. Be as spry as yer can. Oi've an engagement to kape. Oi'U be off to walk up Main Strate to show me foinery. (Mr. Moriarity hurries out unth dress suit.) THE RUMMAGE SALE. 17 Mrs. Alden (to Mrs. Sharp). They say over in the Fiji Islands women don't wear any clothes. Mrs. Sharp. Gracious! What do they ever find to talk about ? Mrs. RiNALDi. You take ninety centa for that dressa now ? Mrs. Aldi^n (looking over things). Why, wherfe is that dress? I left it right here and I'm sure I haven't sold it to anyone. Mrs. Easy, have you seen that dress this lady was trying on ? Mrs. Easy. No. Men's clothing is my specialty. I haven't had anything to do with, the dresses. Mrs. Hennesy (aside to Mrs. Alden). Jist kape wan oiye on that Jew. Do yez catch on to the cape she's afther wearing and the lumps yez say under it. Shure, it's me oiye Oi've hed on her and a good manny things she's poked up under thet she nivir paid wan cint fur. Oi'm thinking that's where yez'U foind the driss yez are afther looking for. Mrs. Sharp (to Mrs. Rusacow). Have you noticed a dress that this woman was trying on? It seems to be missing. Mrs. Rusacow. Veil, I do rememper a dress, but vot it vos I ton't know. I didn't vant it so I didn't look at eet much. Mrs. Sharp. You seem to have bought a good many things. I didn't sell you anything but the lace curtains and you haven't paid for those yet. They can't make such a bunch under your cape. Mrs. Rusacow. I had soutc pundles I pought at mine frient's store. Mrs. Sharp. I believe you are lying. I think we had better send for a policeman. Mrs. Alden. I'll run right out and try to find one. Do you suppose there is one anywhere near? Mrs. Hennesy. Me cousin's bate is roight out here. Yez'll foind him at the corner near 's store. (Mrs. Alden rushes out, Mrs. Rusacow tries to get out also. Mrs. Hennesy closes door, stands back to it zvith arms 18 THE RUMMAGE SALE. akimbo.) No, yez don't thry yer little troicks wid Bridgit Hinnisy. Yez don't go out of this store till me Cousin Larry says what's under that cape. Mrs. Rusacow. Let me out. I tell you I haf nc pundles but mine own. {Tries to push Mrs. Hennesy from door.) Mrs. Hennesy. Shure, yez moight as well be saving yer stringth. Yez don't git out of this store Oi say until me cousin comes. Yez needn't thry ayther fur Oi could knock yez down with wan blow of me foist. (Mrs. Hennesy shakes fist in Mrs. Rusacow's face. Mrs. Rusacow edges over to table and tries to take something from under her cape and put it on table.) Begorry, yez can put that roight back. Not wan thing comes out from under that cape until me Cousin Larry gits here. Here's the bye now. Enter Larry and Mrs. Alden, Mrs. Hennesy. Good morning, Larry, me bye, here's a foine little job Oi've bin saving for yez. Larry (to Mrs. Rusacow). I've met you before. Up to your old tricks again, are you ? Take off that cape, quick. Mrs. Rusacow. I tell you I von't take off mine cape. I vos honest voman, I tell you. The pundles under mine cape are mine own. I pought at mine frient's store. I pay mine money for my pundles. Larry. All right. Show us what they are. Off with that cape. (Mrs. Rusacow tries to get to door. Larry grabs her.) Well, if you won't take it off' yourself, Til have to take it off for you. (Mrs. Rusacow resists strenuously but Larry finally gets the cape off, shoiving numerous ar- ticles tucked in belt, throzvn over shoulder, big pillow case fidl, etc.) Do you recognize any of these articles, ladies? Mrs. Sharp. Yes, here's that waist of Mrs. . Mrs. Alden. And here's the dress we were looking for. (Larry empties pillow case.) Larry. This all belong here? Mrs. Easy. Yes, it does. Larry (to Mrs. Rusacow). I've caught you with the goods this time. It's what I've been wanting to do for some THE RUMMAGE SALE. 19 time. I congratulate you, ladies, on capturing this woman. She's an old hand at the game. Mrs. Sharp. I think we must give the credit of it to Mrs. Hennesy. Mrs. Hennesy. It's wan could day whin a Jew gits ahead of an Oirish loidy. Oi think Oi'll take thim lace cur- tains now fur little Bridgie's slaping room. Mrs. Easy. I think we'd better make you a present of them for your detective work. Larry (to Mrs. Rusacow). You come along with me. I'll take you to the station. (Mrs. Rusacow resists but Larry, aided by Mrs. Hennesy, pushes her out of the door.) Mrs. Easy. Wasn't that a dreadful experience? Mrs. Alden. I'm getting so nervous I'd like to fly. Mrs. Sharp. Look out or you'll get as bad as Mrs. Mrs. Alden. Is she very nervous? Mrs. Sharp. Yes, dreadfully nervous. She complains to Mr. that his rooster kept her awake by crowing in the night. Mr. said his rooster never crowed more than three times in the night and not more than three sec- onds each time, but Mrs. said it was just as bad — that he must remember the seven hours, fifty-nine minutes and fifty-one seconds she was waiting for the infernal thing to crow. Mrs. Alden. One more rumnrage sale and I'd be in the same condition. Mrs. Easy. I think we need the kind of saleswomen at our rummage sale that Mr. ■ advertised for. He wanted young women who would be partly outside and partly behind the counter. Quite a trick that would be, wouldn't it? Enter Susie Smith. Susie {picking up pair of slippers). I wish I could have them. Mrs. Easy. You can have them for a quarter. Susie. I ain't got no money. (Picks up hat.) Gee, I wisht I could have that. {Picks up cjloves and tries oh.) 20 THE RUMMAGE SALE. Say, I wisht I wuz a millionaire so's I cud buy all them things. (Picks up different articles, zvishing for them all.) Mrs. Alden. When you grow up and have a husband he'll buy you all the pretty things you want. Susie. Huh, I ain't never goin' to git married. I'm going ter be an old maid. Mrs. Alden. An old maid? Why? Susie. Cos I don't think I'd like ter to do wot Mrs. hez to do every time she goes shoppin'. Mrs. Alden. What does she have to do? Susie. She has ter kiss her husband lots of times and tell him how good and handsome he is so he'll give her some money. I'd rather work and earn nry money. Mrs. Hennesy {trying on hats). Now phwat do yez thoink uv this fur me spring bunnit? Are the loines uv it roight fur me face? (Turns round and round for the ladies to see.) Or do yez loike this wan better? Mrs. Alden. That looks rather young. Mrs. Hennesy. Oi think misilf it looks a little younger and more jaunty loike and shure that's phwat Oi do be wanting. It's toime enough to wear ould looking things whin yer ould, ses Oi. How do yez loike this wan, thin? Mrs. Sharp. That looks better. Mrs. Hennesy. Oi don't loike it at all, at all. It looks too much like a funeral fur a young woman loike I be. Oi think Oi'll take this wan with the big posies. . Shure, that'll take Moichel's oiye and begorry if Oi don't stop me buying and go home Moichel '11 hev no dinner and nary a cint at all, at all. to buy the terbaccy fur his ould T. D. It's much obloiged Oi am to yez loidies and it's some iUigint clothes Oi do be having. Good-bye, Oi'll say yez whin yez hev yer nixt rummige sale. (Exit.) Susie. I wisht I could hev that hat. Mrs. Easy. All right, child, I'll give it to you. Susie. Oh, thank you, mum. I wisht I could have that dress and that coat and that waist and them slippers and them gloves and them — Mrs. Easy. There, there; that's all I'm going to give THE RUMMAGE SALE. 21 you. Take your bat and run home. (Susie goes out wishJjKj for soiiicthiiuj as she (jocs.) Mrs. Shiftless a)id Mrs. Lightfinger enter. Both handle over goods. Mrs. Shiftless. How much is this dress? Mrs. Alden. Only one dollar. A nice dress. Nothing the matter with it except it needs a few hooks and eyes sewed on. Mrs. Shiftless. Oh, I don't want it if there's anything to do it. It's too much work to sew on hooks and eyes. I'd rather wear any old rag than take a stitch. I hates to sew. (Mrs. Shiftless moves on to look at other thiiigs.) Mrs. Alden (to Mrs. Sharp). Isn't that the limit for laziness? Mrs. Sharp. It nrakes me think of the story I heard about Mrs. . You know she's an awful lazy woman. One day she was sitting on the piazza with her back to the street when along came a big parade, brass band and the usual crowd of people. Mrs. was sitting on the piazza with her, and said, "Oh, isn't this a fine parade? It's the best one I've seen for years." "Is it?" says Mrs. — . "I'd certainly like to see it. What a pity 'tis I ain't facing that way ; but it's too much work to turn 'round." Mrs. Lightfinger. What's the price of that coat hang- ing up there? Mrs. Easy. That isn't for sale. It belongs to one of the women who is working here. Mrs. Lightfinger. What is the price of the one over there? Mrs. Easy. That isn't for sale either. That is mine. Mrs. Lightfinger. How about that one? Mrs. Easy. That belongs to one of the women, too, but here is a nice coat I'll sell you cheap. Mrs. Lightfinger (trying on coat). Do you think I'd wear such an old-fashioned looking thing as that? Guess it came over in the ark. Mrs. Easy. I'll look over on the other tables to see if there are any others left. The men's and women's things 22 THE RUMMAGE SALE. have all got mixed together. (Mrs. Easy goes to other table looking for coat.) Mrs. LiGiiTFiNGER {to Mrs. Shiftless). I like the looks of them three coats hanging on the wall and you just watch them women while I work 'round and get one of them coats mixed with these and I'll get off with it, and maybe we'll be able to get both the others, too, if we're smart. Keep a sharp eye out now and keep them busy. (Mrs. Shiftless engages Mrs. Alden's and Mrs. Sharp's attention by trying on ivaists, asking adi'ice, etc. Mrs. LiGiiTFiNGER sUdcs 07'er to where Mrs. Alden's coat is hanging, casually knocks it on floor, picks it up as if it fell from the table and puts other things over it.) Mrs. Easy. I can't seem to find any good ones. Think we must have sold them all. Mrs. Lightfinger (pulls over things, finally pidls up Mrs. Alden's coat). Here's one I found at the bottom of the pile. Perhaps I could wear that. Mrs. Easy. Why, I hadn't seen that one here before. We must have had so much stuff piled over it we overlooked it. Will you try it on? Mrs. Lightfinger. No, I'm getting it for my sister and it looks about the right size. How much do you ask for it? Mrs. Easy. Well, it's getting late and not many folks in now, so I'll let you have it for twenty-five cents. Mrs. Lightfinger. Here's the quarter and I'll run into my sister's with it right off. She lives right near here. Mrs. Easy. I hope it will fit her. Mrs. Lightfinger {to Mrs. Shiftless). I got one of them in my clutches and I'll be back in a few minutes and we'll get the others. Keep them busy so they won't miss this one. Mrs. Rinaldi {trying on dress again). 1 give ninety centa for dis dressa. Mrs. Sharp. All right; take it. I guess you've earned it hanging around here all the morning. {Exit Mrs. Ri- naldi.) THE RUMMAGE SALE. 23 Mrs. Shiftless keeps all three busy hunting for things, trying them on, etc. Mrs. Lightfinger enters. Mrs. Easy. Did the coat fit? Mrs. Lightfinger. Just a fit. Now I want a skirt for myself. Mrs. Easy. I'm afraid we haven't any left. Perhaps 1 can find one in this pile. (Hunts.) Mrs. Lightfinger. I thought I saw one over this way. (Edges near Mrs. Sharp's and Mrs. Easy's coats, manages to knock them both on the floor, then, after looking at the goods a second, kicks them both under table.) Mrs, Easy. I can't find any. Guess they are all sold. Mr. Morrison rushes in all out of breath. Mr. Morrison (excitedly). Have you seen anything of a dress suit here ? My wife sent mine by mistake — a new one I just bought last week — and my gold watch was in it and fifty dollars besides. Do you know anything about it? (All gather round Mr. Morrison in surprise and dismay.) Mrs. Easy. Oh, dear! Oh, dear! What have I done? \Vhat have I done? I sold it myself for twenty-five cents to an Irishman. (Wrings her hands.) Mrs. Lightfinger (to Mrs. Shiftless). Reach under the table and grab one of them coats and walk out as quick as you can. (Mrs. Shiftless goes to table, knocks off something, picks up Mrs. Easy's coat and zvalks out ivhile Mrs. Easy, Mrs. Sharp and Mrs. Alden are talking to Mr. Morrison.) Mr. Morrison (angrily). I should think anybody would have had more sense than to have sold that suit. Can't you get track of it any way? Did you know the man? What did he look like? W^hich way did he go? That means two hundred dollars at least to me. I wish I had hold of the person that first thought of a rummage sale. Of all the fool ways of raising money they are the worst. Mrs. Easy. Oh, I am so sorry! What can we do? Hadn't we better tell the police? Mr. Morrison. Police ! Police ! Did you ever know the police to find anything? 24 THE RUMMAGE SALE. Mrs. Lightfinger. Just look out this window. There's a man going along the street now with a dress suit over his arm. {All rush to zvindozc.) Chorus. Where? Where? Mrs. Lightfinger. Down there ; he's behind that wagon now. Just watch a minute and you'll see him. (Aside.) Now's my chance. (Grabs Mrs. Sharp's coat from under table.) If they aren't the easiest bunch I ever saw. I've got all three of their coats. I wish I dared to come back to see the fun, but I think it's healthier for me to beat it. (Goes out laughing while others are still xvatching at zvindozv.) Mr. Morrison. I don't see any man with a dress suit. Mrs. Easy. Oh, why don't you run out and perhaps you'll find him. Mrs. Sharp. Oh, hurry up. I do hope you'll catch him. Mrs. Alden. There's a policeman ! Go quick and get him! (Mr. Morrison rushes out.) Mrs. Easy. I'm going to put on my coat and go out to see if I can help find him. Oh, dear; I wish I'd said I wouldn't work on this old rummage sale. ( Goes to get coat.) Why, where is my coat? I hung it right here. Did either of you put it anywhere else? Mrs. Alden. No, I didn't. Mrs. Sharp. I haven't touched it. Perhaps it got on the table with the things. (All three begin hauling over things.) Mrs. Easy. Do you suppose some one stole it? Mrs. Sharp. I guess I'd better look for mine. (Looks.) It's gone, too. Mrs. Alden. And so is mine. Mrs. Easy. They must have got mislaid. Nobody could have taken all three of them off tlie hooks and carried them out without any of us seeing them. Mrs. Alden. Let's look again. (All search diligently.) Mrs. Easy. They simply are not here. Mrs. Sharp. Isn't it awful? Three good coats gone, worth I don't know how much, a dress suit, a gold watch, and fifty dollars in money. THE RUALMAGl' SALE. 25 Mrs. Alden. I'm ashamed to tell anyone. How stupid we must be. This is a mighty cxi)ensive rummage sale. Mrs. Easy. This isn't a question of how much we make but how much we lose. Oh, dear me ! Mrs. Alden. What are we going to do? Mrs. Sharp. We'd better go right out and report it to the police. Mrs. Alden. What shall we do with the rest of the old stuff here? Mrs. Easy. Well, they've stolen everything that was any good, so they might as well come and take the old trash that is left. Mrs. Alden. What zi'ill our husbands say? Mrs. Sharp. I'm going right out to the police and see if I can't get track of mine before I tell my husband any- thing about it. Mrs. Alden. So am I. Mrs. Easy. Me, too. But we can't go out without coats. It's dreadfully cold and we'd catch our death of colds. Mrs. Sharp. Perhaps we can find something here we can wear. {They find very old-fashioned coats much too big or too small -zvhich they put on.) Mrs. Alden. Well, aren't we sights? Mrs. Sharp. No matter how we look if we can only find our coats. Mrs. Easy. And Mr. Morrison his dress suit, watch and money. Come on ; we're wasting time. Perhaps next time we'll know enough to keep our eyes open. Mrs. Alden. There'll never be a next time for me. Oh, here's the money. We most forgot to take that. Mrs. Sharp. Hurry, hurry. (All rush out.) Curtain. The Royal Highway By CHARLES ULRICH. Price, 25 Cents A comedy-drama in 4 acts: S males, 3 females. Time, 2% hours. Scenes: ?> interiors. Characters: Arthur Morgan, a law- yer. Cliarles Williams, a mine superintendent. Bill Hampton, a political boss. Harry Felton, a clerk. Horace Allen, a secretary. Rev. Jordan, a Methodist minister. ,limmy Farrell, an ex-convict. Sam Harrison, a detective. Margaret Ames, known as Miss Holmes. Lucy Matthews, a stenographer. Mrs. Mary Jones, presi- dent of the Ladies' Aid Society. SYNOPSIS. Act I. — The game of modern politics. The bribe. Morgan defies a political boss. "I'll crush you like I would a fly!" An anonymous philanthropist. The compact and avowal of love. The robbery and accusation. Margaret saves Morgan's honor. "No, it wa:j Providence!" Act II. — "I wish I had a millionaire friend like Miss Ames!" Farrell butts in. "Youse is playing a game of hearts what ain't in your contract." Williams divides the spoils. Margaret defies Williams, "Where did you get that money?" A villian's kiss and punishment. The power of attorney. "You'll be at my feet cry- ing for mercy!" Act III. — "Who is this anonymous philanthropist?" "The New York police are looking for you!" The tables turned. "I'll get your measure all right!" The story of Morgan's sorrow. "I could not forgive the woman who deceived me!" The nomination and accusation. Margaret's .ioy. "You are indeed a man among men!" Act IV. — "This suspense is driving me mad!" The letter. "I'm on the track of the man who killed my sister!" Tlie convict's secret. "Williams was my pal in Sing Sing!" Margaret reveals herself. "Gee! She's an iceberg!" "How little you know of true love!" Williams pays the penalty of treachery. Harry's promo- tion. On the royal highway. Re-Taming of the Shrew By JOHN W. POSTGATE. Price, 25 Cents Humorous Shakespearean travesty in one act; 6 males, 5 females. Time, about 45 minutes. One simple interior scene. Characters: Petruchio, Angelo, Duke of Illyria, Othello, Macbeth, Grumio, Katherine, Mariana, Viola, Desdemonia and Lady Macbeth. Plot: After her woeful honeymoon, Katlierine becomes an ardent suf- fragist and imposes household duties on Petrucliio, who submits to petticoat government. At a meeting of the women, man's doom as a political or domestic power is announced. Tlie women return to Petrucliio's home to find their husbands having a high old time. A lively controversy ensues but tlie men win the day wlien they threaten to appeal to tlie divorce courts. This travesty draws material from "Taming of tlie Shrew," "Measure for Measure," "Twelfth Night," "Othello" and "Macbeth." It retains many of tlie original lines from the plays, yet most ingeniously devised to fit tlie conditions of today. Costumes eitlier Shakespearean or modern. Especially recommended for schools, colleges, etc. Re- plete witli humor and sliould please any good club or society. T. S. DENISON & COMPANY, Publishers 154 W. Randolph Street, CHICAGO Macbeth a la Mode By WALTER BEN HARE. Price, 25 Cents School builetta in 3 acts; 7 males, 7 females, also teachers, students, etc., with only a few lines. Time, I14 hours. No scenery required, merely a front curtain and an easel with placards an- nouncing scenes. Plot: Willie Macbetli is the social leader of the Senior Class. With his friend Banciuo he encounters Three Witches, wlio prophecy tliat lie will pass his examinations, be elected to a class office and will play on the football team. The first two prophecies come true and in Act II, Lady Macbeth, his mother, arranges for liim to play on the football team, by drugging the captain. Macbeth flies to the witches for further adviee and learns tliat lie will make a touchdown. He does, but runs with tlie ball toward the enemy's goal, thus losing the game for his own team. Contains five songs: "Fairwell, My Fairv Fav," '•Tact," "The Senior Class," "Music and Laughter" and "Good Night," all sung to college airs. This play is very humorous and particularly adapted for schools. THE WITCHES' CHANT Round about the cauldron go; Mathematics you must know. Let X equal the cold stone, Wlien will Y be thirty-one? Drop tliat in the mystic pan: Tell me, pray, how old is Ann? Double, double, boil and bubble, iMathematics makes them trou- ble. Fillet of a fenny snake. In the cauldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog. Wool of bat and tongue of dog. Biology makes 'em cut and jab. Thirteen hours a week in lali. Latin, Greek and German, too, Fifty pages make a .stew. And to tliicken up the mystery. Take two chapters English His- tory. Physics, French and Englisli Lit, Spend an hour on each or git. All night long from six to three. Study math and cliemistry. In the hours when you should dream. Write an English twelve-page tlieme. Work at night and Sunday, too. Outside reading you must do. Next day, when you're on the bunk. Teacher springs exam — you flunk. Double, double, boil and bubble, High school life is full of trouble. Cool it with a Freshman's blood. Then tlie charm is tliick and good. By the pricking of my thumbs,- Something wicked this way comes. Reminiscences of the Donation Party By JESSIE A. KELLEY. Price, 25 Cents The soliloquy of a minister's wife, with tableaux. For 40 or more characters, both sexes, altliougli the number is optional and it can be presented with a smaller cast. Time, about 35 minutes. The wife at tlie side of the stage recounts tlie many amusing incidents of the party, tells who attended and what they brought, etc. The characters appear in pantomime. This entertainment is unique. It fills the demand for something that can be put on "at the last moment." It eliminates the usual long preparations re- quired in producing a play; no parts to memorize and it can be played on any platform. Higlily humorous, replete with local hits and strongly recommended for church societies. T. S. DENISON & COMPANY, Publishers 154 W. Randolph Street, CHICAGO The Deacon Entangled By HARRY OSBORNE. Price, 25 Cents Comedy in 3 acts; 6 males, 4 females. Time, 2 hours. Scene: 1 interior. Characters: Deacon Penrose, a member in good stand- ing. Calvin, his nephew. Rev. Sopher, a supporter of foreign mis- sions Harry Baxter, a sporting writer. Rafferty, a policeman. A Plain Clothes- Man. Mrs. Penrose. Ruth, her daughter. Georgie, Rev. Sopher's daughter. Katy, a maid. SYNOPSIS. Act I. — In wliich the Deacon finds himself in a tight corner. Dr. Sopher, who can coax money out of a wooden Indian. A thou- sand dtDllars for the new pipe organ. Cal arrives. A clean-up- clouter instead of a ministerial prospect. "Did I forget my necictie and button my collar in the back?" The Deacon spends a night out. "We won't go home until morning." Act II. — The raid on the gambling joint. "Why didn't you jump when I told you." On bail. "A tliousand dollars to the Doc or you lose your job as Deacon: a thousand to tlie judge or six months." A sporting chance. Ready for tlie game. A donation to Foreign Missions and a double barreled courtship. The elope- ment. The arrest. "Come on Cal, I'll see you through." Act III. — The big game. Tied in the Tenth. Cal goes to the box. A Pincli Hitter. "Over tlie scoreboard." On the Deacon's trail — the Horse pistol — pay the fine or go to jail. A hair line finish. "Hold on, Copper." "Here's your thousand and here's your girl. Look happy and have your picture taken." A new son-in-law. "Bother Boarding Scliool." Tlie Deacon smiles. A Trial of Hearts By LINDSEY BARBEE. Price, 25 Cents College comedy in 4 acts; 6 males, 18 females. Time, 2i/4 hours. Scenes: 3 interiors, 1 e.xterior. Characters: Dudley Van Antwerp, a wealthy college inan. Philip, his best friend. Roger, Teddy, Jack and Jerry, fraternity men. Mrs. Van Antwerp, of great im- portance. Honor, Dudley's wife. Fourteen lively sorority girls. A chaperone and a maid. SYNOPSIS. Act I. — Gretchen and Jerry play Romeo and Juliet. Ted pleads the cause of Kappa Psi. Jack argues for Delta Chi. Dudley intro- duces Honor to liis mother. Virginia learns of Dudley's marriage. "I want to go home — oh, I want to go home!" Act II. — The football enthusiasts bring news of Barbara. Gretchen and Jerry study Latin and argue fraternity. Honor finds it all a little strange. Dudley tells Virginia his love story. "Oh, Dudley, you hurt me!" "There's nothing left for me but to go away!" Act III. — "I wonder if people ever get too busy to care!" Mrs. Van Antwerp opens fire and Honor stands her ground. "I mean to stay!" "I wish I had no heart — it aches so!" "Dear little girl, it is good-bye." Honor hears Dudley declare his love for Virginia. "Oh, Dad-Dad — your little girl is coming home!" Act IV. — Gretchen and Jerry "grow up." The Seniors toast the past, the present and the future. Mrs. Van Antwerp reproaches herself. "Here comes the bride." The Kappa Psis and the Delta Chi holds reunions. "Honor, is it really you?" "If you want me, I am here." T. S. DENISON & COMPANY, Publishers 154 W. Randolph Street, CHICAGO The Thread of Destiny By LINDSEY BARBEE. Price, 25 Cents Comedy-drama of the Civil War in 3 acts; 9 males, 16 females. Time, 214 hours. Scenes: 1 interioi-, 2 exteriors. Characters: Peyton Bailey, of the U. S. army. Beverly Montgomery, a con- federate scout. Colonel Montgomery, a gentleman of the old school. Tom Randolph, a Southern gallant. John Morton, of the North. Ralph, who did not go to war. George and Uncle Billy, slaves. A Union Scout. Virginia, the toast of the country. Betty, the "Little Colonel." Edith, a northern cousin. Louise, a spy. Eight charming southern girls. Mrs. Montgomery. Miss Melissy, of in- quisitive nature. Fanny and Mammy, slaves. SYNOPSIS. Act L — Betty breaks a looking glass. Edith calms her fears and tells her "the signs of tlie times." "Virginia has seceded." Beverly enlists. "A Virginia woman does not even recognize an acquaintance among the enemies of Virginia." Act II. — "I don' wan' no tarnished silber linin' to my cloud." "Tliere are some things more precious than money, than jewels." "Death cannot conquer love — nor eternity." "Some day there will be no North, no South, but the Union." The Union scout falls a prey to Edith's fascinations and her cleverness wins the coveted dispatch. Virginia opens tlie door — to Peyton. Beverly is dis- covered. Friendsliip proves stronger tlian duty. Act III. — Three years work a great change. Peyton pleads in vain. George and Fanny "take de road to de Ian' of happiness." "In our little circle the stars and bars are floating liigli." Virginia gives Peyton anotlier rose and together they trace against the background of blue and gray "tlie golden tliread of destiny." Shadows By MARY MONCURE PARKER. Price, 15 Cents Play of the Soutli today and a dream of the past in 1 act; an interior scene; 3 males, 4 females. Time, 35 minutes. Charac- ters: Prologue and the Awakening: Robert Ashton, Virginia's sweetlieart. Aunt Geranium, an old colored mammy. Virginia Lee, a southern maid. The Dream: Gordon Sanford, a soldier in love witli Alice. Harold Hale, the successful rival. Mrs. Horace Fairfax, a stern mother of long ago. Alice Fairfax, her dutiful daughter. STORY OF THE PLAY. Virginia Lee's mother insists upon her marriage with a rich suitor, who has agreed to restore their impoverislied estate. Vir- ginia has a sweetheart of her childhood days and hesitates in making a choice, but finally decides upon wealth instead of love. An old colored mammy, who has spent her life in tlie Lee house- hold, understands the situation and tells Virginia of a similar episode in the life of Virginia's grandmother. Virginia in ponder- ing over the incident and grieving over her own troubles, falls asleep. She dreams of the story just told and the dream folks appear and play their parts. Virginia awakens, tlie shadows flee and she comes to her senses and her lover. j The old colored mammy says: "Dis heah ole worl's jes' full of shadders. Fokes comes an' dey goes, ripens and drops like the fruit on de tree. Ole Mars is gone, old Mistis gone. De substance melts and fades away. Ain't nothing left but shadders." T. S. DENISON & COMPANY, Publishers 154 W. Randolph Street, CHICAGO Mrs. Tubbs of Shantytown By WALTER BEN HARE. Price, 25 Cents Comedy-drama in 3 acts; 4 males, 7 females (5 are children). Time, 2i/i hours. Scene: 1 interior. Characters: Mrs. Tubbs, the sunshine of Shantytown. Miss Clingie Vine, her lady boarder, real genteel. Mrs. Hickey, a neighbor who hates gossip. Maydelle Campbell, the young scliool teacher. Simon Rubbels, the corner grocery man. Tom Riordan, the census taker. Queenie, aged twelve. Methusalem, aged eleven. Billy, aged seven. Victoria, aged three. Elmira, aged ten. SYNOPSIS. Act I. — Mrs. Mollie Tubbs and her happy little family in Shantytown. The pretty, young school teaclier and tlie Census Taker have a disagreement. Mrs. Tubbs as first aid to Cupid." Mrs. Hickey expresses her opinion of Simon Rubbels. Miss Clingie Vine has her census taken. "My maw was a Virginia Hamm, and whenever we had company, papaw always wore full evening garbage." Bad news from Kansas. "There ain't no way too far for a mother's love. I'm going to my boy." Act II. — A month later. Mrs. Tubbs returns. Simon Rubbels decides to find a wife. "If he ain't a red-lieaded hippopotamus, there never was one on this green earth." A Shantytown high jinks with song and menagerie. Clingie Vine decides to be a siren. The light in the window for Jimmie. "I've got my babies, and I've got their love, and all the money in tlie world can't tal\e that from me, so Mr. Simon Rubbles, the honorable Mrs. Tubbs re- .spectfully declines your offer of matrimony." Act III. — A Shantytown Thanksgiving. Mrs. Hickey brings the news and Miss Vine inherits a fortune. Mr. Rubbels worries Mrs. Tubbs again. "You kin turn me out in tlie streets tomorrow, but tonight this house belongs to me. Now there's the door and there's your hat. I won't detain you no longer." Miss Vine and the good looking grocery boy. "Jimmie, my boy, my boy!" Tlie return, of the Prodigal Son. "I reckon I'm the liappiest woman ir the United States of America. My cup runneth over, my cur runneth over!" ^Rg tUBBS SAYS: "Clingie's certainly a long time makin' up her mind, but Avhen she's sot a steam sliovel himself couldn't unset her." "I hope and I trust, and wlien a person hopes and trusts fer a thing they ginerally git it. Everything is bound to come out right some time." "I ain't goin' to worry. There ain't no use in h'istin' your umbrella until it begins to rain." "I jest do what I have to do and make the best of it. Mr. Tubbs used to say that my voice would scare anything, so I jest try to make it scare the blues." "Bibulous? Bibulous, Theodore Tubbs, bibulous? "Why, mister, that man didn't know no more about the Bible than my sister's cat's tail. And what's more, I ain't got no sister. "Men is men the liull world over, and it seems jest like it's a man's nature to do that which tliey oughtn't to do, and to leave undone them tilings they ought to have did. That's Scripture." '"What difference does money make? If you've got your youth ancl your strength and your love, that's worth all the money that was ever made in this whole world." "Love your country and stand up fer it to the last ditch. Poor folks can love their country jest the same as rich ones. And better." "Keep smiling." T. S. DENISON & COMPANY, Publishers 154 W. Randolph Street, CHICAGO Sava^eland By WALTER BEN HARE. Price, 50 Cents Musical comedy In 2 acts; 5 males, 5 females and chorus. Time, 2V^ hours. Scenes: 2 exteriors. Characters: Jake Heinz, the fifty-ninth variety. Sherlociio Combs, a defective detective. Buclislvin Buddy, from Savageland. Gilroy Clay, in love. Big Cliief Heap Much Scalpem. Marigold Lee, tlie Quaker maid. Daffodil Dotty, poetess of passion. Birdie Magoogin, the Irisli Cinderella. Ysobel, in vaudeville. Wee-nah, the marble lady. Contains nine catchy songs: "Summer Girlies," "Fair Quaker Maid," "The Mod- est Blossom," "Letter Song," "Ho, for tlie West," "He Never Came Back Again," "The Little Birch Canoe," "The Message of the Red, Red Rose" and "Twinkle Doodle Dum." Five of the songs are set to original music by Henry Bethuel Vincent. The remainder are sung to familiar college airs. Tlie foundation of the plot is laughter, carefree, a bit of satire, a toucli of sentiment, which combined, will make you understand that life's a merry jest in Savageland. Detailed directions given witli each musical number for the ar- rangement of the chorus, marching, stage pictures, etc. First produced by The Savage Club at Cornell University. Suit- able for any occasion and especially recommended for college and high school productions. SYNOPSIS. Act L — The Summer Girls and the Little Quaker Maid. Sher- locko Combs, the wonderful detective, searching for a missing heiress. "Slie's worth a million, has a green shamrock tatooed on her right wrist and wears a No. 10 shoe." Buckskin Buddy from Savageland looks for the detective. A missing pitcher of pearls. Sherlocko on the trail. Jake Heinz, the fifty-ninth variety, becomes a Doctor Watson. Clay finds that the course of triie love never did run smoothly. Miss Daffodil Dotty, the poetess of passion, has an inspiration. The Cowboy and the Lady. "Ho, for the West!" A living statue. Birdie Magoogin's story. The new cook shows her temper. Jake Heinz, on the trail, proves liimself a hero. Jake finds the missing heiress and wins her for his bride. "Then hit the trail for Savageland, three thousand miles away!" Act II. — In the Savage Mountains. Jake and Birdie on their honeymoon. The automatic carbuncle of the automobile explodes. "Ye should have used soothing syrup instead of gasoline." The Duchess Heinz entertains with a green tea. The Scotch Laird of Kilkuse. "Hoot, mon, hoot!" "He talks like an owl — because he's from the owld country." Music lessons in Savageland. "He has a cadenza like a flamingo and warbles like an aurora borealis!" Marigold realizes that the old love is the best love. The Yak! Indians and tlieir Chief, Heap Much Scalpem. A pipe of peace. The Chief tlirows dust and declares war. The missing Goddess of Love. Sherlocko exposed. The storm in the mountains. Lightning strikes an old tree, it falls apart and discloses the goddess, Wee-nah. "The wonderful Sherlocko never fails." "A capacity audience at the Lyceum Theater last night was given two hours of unalloyed fun with the Savages in '.Savageland' and many were the regrets when Wee-nah was discovered and there was nothing left to do but to return to Ithaca and the worli- aday world." — Ithaca Evening News. T. S. DENISON & COMPANY, Publishers 154 W. Randolph Street, CHICAGO Parlor Matches By WALTER BEN HARE. Price, 25 Cents An engaging comedy of society, 2 acts: 4 males, 5 females. , Time, l*/^ liours. Scene: 1 simple interior. Characters: Vance Trelford, a professional hero, who doesn't want to be engaged. Don Radey, his cousin, a serious young man, engaged, thank you. t'erdinand Poppleton, a frivolous young man, likewise engaged. Jorl^es, the butler, who may or may not be engaged. Mrs. Seltoon, who believes in engagements. Margaret Seltoon, her elder daugh- ter, engaged to Mr. Radey. Suzanne Seltoon, her younger daughter, engaged to Mr. Poppleton. Gail Lawrence, her ward, engaging and eventually engaged. Abigail Mullen, A. B., her maid, tem- porarily engaged, as it were. SYNOPSIS. Act I. — A morning in June at Solitaire Villa, Dovecote. Mrs. Seltoon smooths out the course of true love. "Whoever heard of a grass widov.' playing a heroine in a love scene?" "Oh, it's one of the best things they do." Mrs. Seltoon seeking a man for her niece. VWhat is his yearly income?" The butler's opinion of a woman A. B. "Near-sighted, men's shoes, short bedrabbled skirts, last year's hat and a banner saying Votes for Women!" The new maid who is a graduate from the Splinterville Normal. The moving picture hero. "Women make me nervous. I always keep out of their way." Symptoms of hydrophobia. "I bark, bow- wow-wow!" "His father is in oil and vinegar." "Is it a new kind of a bath?" Gail announces her engagement to the moving pic- ture hero. "He's here in town!" "Fall, O walls, and ci-ush me!" Act II. — A dinner party. Ferdy decides to enlist in the army. A reconciliation. Abigail and Adrian Lee of the movies. "Those eyes, that nose, it's him?" "I've seen you propose in white flannels, in feathers, in full evening clothes, in a sailor suit, and in the garbage of a monk, and every time you've won her in the end." Gail and her fiancee. That odious Mr. Trelford. Din- ner is served. Vance Trelford learns that he is engaged. "I ex- pected it all along." "Yes, I begin to think that I did it myself." Sewing for the Heathen By WALTER BEN HARE. Price, 15 Cents Entertainment for 9 ladies, either young or middle-aged. Time, 40 minutes. Can be played on any stage or platform, or even in any room. Very refined. Suitable for church or any society. Char- acters: Mrs. Judd, the hostess. Mrs. Chester, the president. Mrs. R. B. Powers, the stranger. Grandma Gibbs, deaf but persistent. Miss Luella Huggins, so sentimental. Mrs. Strong, a suffragist. Mrs. Meeker, gentle and good. Mrs. Day, a bride. Meely, the hired girl. SYNOPSIS. An anxious hostess. Meely wants to serve winny-wurst sand- wiches and noodle soup. The mystery of the jardeniere. The President arrives before she is expected. "It was her hair; she hadn't got it all on yet." Red flannels for the Hottentots in the middle of Africa. A stranger in town, the rich Mrs. Powers. A trip down town. Grandma Gibbs and her ear-trumpet. The rich Mrs. Powers is mistaken for the dressmaker. The meeting of the society. A little tiff. The giddy Miss Huggins is late as usual. A present from the men. ".Sewing for the Heathen." T. S. DENISON & COMPANY, Publishers 154 W. Randolph Street. CHICAGO DENISON'S ACTING PLAYS Price 15 Cents Each, Postpaid, Unless Different Price is Given Documentary Evidence, 25 min. 1 1 Dude in a Cyclone, 20 min.... 4 2 Family Strike, 20 min 3 3 First -Class Hotel, 20 min.... 4 For Love and Honor, 20 min.. 2 1 Fudge and a Burglar, IS min.. 5 Fun in a Photograph Gallery, 30 min 6 10 Great Doughnut Corporation, 30 min 3 5 Great Medical Dispensary, 30 m. 6 Great Pumpkin Case, 30 min.. 12 Hans Von Smash, 30 min.... 4 3 Happy Pair, 25 min 1 1 I'm Not Mesilf at All, 25 min. 3 2 Initiating a Granger, 25 min.. 8 Irish Linen Peddler, 40 min... 3 3 Is the Editor In? 20 min... 4 2 Kansas Immigrants, 20 min... 5 1 Men Not Wanted, 30 min 8 Mike Donovan's Courtship, 15 m. 1 3 Mother Goose's Goslings, 30 m. 7 9 Mrs. Carver's Fancy Call, 40 m. 4 3 Mrs. Stubbins' Book Agent, 30 min , . 3 2 My Lord in Livery, 1 hr.... 4 3 My Neighbor's Wife, 45 min.. 3 3 My Turn Next, 45 min 4 3 My Wife's Relations, "1 hr. ... 4 6 Not a Man in the House, 40 m. 5 Obstinate Family, 40 min..... 3 3 Only Cold Tea, 20 min 3 3 Outwitting the Colonel, 25 min. 3 2 Pair of Lunatics, 20 min 1 1 Patsy O'Wang, 35 min 4 3 Pat, the Apothecary, 35 min.». 6 2 Persecuted Dutchman, 30 min. 6 3 Regular Fix, 35 min 6 4 Rough Diamond, 40 min 4 3 Second Childhood, 15 min.... 2 2 Smith, the Aviator, 40 min... 2 3 Taking Father's Place, 30 min. 5 3 Taming a Tiger, 30 min 3 That Rascal Pat, 30 min 3 2 Those Red Envelopes, 25 min. 4 4 Too Much of a Good Thing, 45 min 3 6 Treasure from Egypt, 45 min. 4 1 Turn Him Out, 35 min 3 2 Two Aunts and a Photo, 20 m. 4 Two Bonnycastles, 45 min.... 3 3 Two Gentlemen in a Fix, 15 m. 2 Two Ghosts in White, 20 min.. 8 Two of a Kind, 40 min 2 3 Uncle Dick's Mistake, 20 min.. 3 2 Wanted a Correspondent, 45 m. 4 4 Wanted a Hero, 20 min 1 1 Which Will He Marry? 20 min. 2 8 Who Is Who? 40 min . . 3 2 Wide Enough for Two, 45 min. 5 2 Wrong Baby, 25 min 8 Yankee Peddler, 1 hr 7 3 VAUDEVILLE SKETCHES, MON- OLOGUES, ETHIOPIAN PLAYS. Ax'in' Her Father, 25 min.... 2 Booster Club of Blackville, 25 ni. 10 Breakfast Food for Two, _0 ni. 1 Cold Finish, IS min 2 Coon Creek Courtship, 15 min. 1 Coming Champion, 20 min.... 2 Coontovvn Thirteen Club, 25 m. 14 Counterfeit Bills, 20 min 1 Doings of a Dude, 20 min.... 2 Dutch Cocktail, 20 min 2 Five Minutes from Yell Col- lege, 15 min 2 For Reform, 20 min 4 Fresh Timothy Hay, 20 min.. 2 Glickman, the Glazier, 25 min. 1 Handy Andy (Negro), 12 min. 2 Her Hero, 20 min 1 Hey, Rube! 15 min 1 Home Run, 15 min 1 Hot Air, 25 min 2 Jumbo Jiim, 30 min 4 Little Red School House, 20 ni. 4 Love and Lather, 35 min 3 Marriage and .\fter, 10 min.. 1 Mischievous Nigger, 25 min.. 4 Mistaken Miss, 20 min 1 Mr. and Mrs. Fido, 20 min.... 1 Mr. Badger's Uppers, 40 min. 4 One Sweetheart for Two, 20 m. Oshkosh Next Week, 20 min . . 4 Oyster Slew, 10 min 2 Pete Yansen's Gurl's Moder, 10 min 1 Pickles for Two, 15 min 2 Pooh Bah of Peacetown, 35 min. 2 Prof. Black's Funnygraph, 15 m. 6 Recruiting Office, 15 min 2 Sham Doctor, 10 min 4 Si and I, IS min Special Sale, IS min .. 2 Stage Struck Darky, 10 min.. 2 Sunny Son of Italy, 15 min.. 1 Time Table, 20 min 1 Tramp and the .■\ctress, 20 min. 1 Troubled by Ghosts, 10 min... 4 Troubles of Rozinski, IS min.. 1 Two Jay Detectives, 15 min.. 3 Umbrella Mender, 15 min.... 2 Uncle Bill at the Vaudeville, 15 min 1 Uncle Jeff, 25 min 5 Who Gits de Reward? 30 min. 5 A Kreat number of Standard and Amateur Plays not found here are listed In Denison's CataloKue T. S. DENISON & COMPANY, Publishers,154 W. Randolph St. , Chicago LS?^"^ Of" CONGRESS . POPULAR ENTER1 Price, Illustrated Papei IN this Series are found books touching every feature in the enter- tainment field. Finely made, good paper, clear print and each book has an attractive individual cov- er design. DIALOGUES All Sorts of Dialogues. Selected, fine for older pupils. Catchy Comtc Dialogues. \'ery clever; for young people. Children's Comic Dialogues. From six to eleven years of age. Dialogues for District Schools. For country schools. Dialogues from Dickens. Thirteen selections. The Friday Afternoon Dialogues. Over 50,000 copies sold. From Tots to Teens. Dialogues and recitations. Humorous Homespun Dialogues. For older ones. Little People's Plays. From 7 to 13 years of age. Lively Dialogues. For all ages; mostly humorous. Merry Little Dialogues. Thirty-eight original selections. When the Lessons are Over. Dialogues, drills, plays. Wide Awatce Dialogues. Brand new, original, successful. SPEAKERS, MONOLOGUES Choice Pieces for Little People. A child's speaker. The Comic Entertainer. Recitations, monologues, dialogues. Dialect Readings. Irish, Dutch, Negro, Scotch, etc. The Favorite Speaker. Choice prose and poetry. The Friday Afternoon Speaker. For pupils of all ages. Humorous Monologues. Particularly for ladies. Monologues for Young Folks. Clever, humorous, original. Monologues Grave and Gay. Dramatic and humorous. The Patriotic Speaker. Master thoughts of master minds. 016 103 588 9 V Pomes ov tne r-cc|jv... Wit, humor, satire, funny poems. Scrap- Book Recitations. Choice collections, pathetic, hu- morous, descriptive, prose, poetry. 14 Nos., per No. 25c. DRILLS The Best Drill Book. Very popular drills and marches. The Favorite Book of Drills. Drills that sparkle with originality. Little Plays With Drills. For children from 6 to 11 years. The Surprise Drill Book. Fresh, novel, drills and marches. SPECIALTIES The Boys' Entertainer. Monologues, dialogues, drills. Children's Party Book. Invitations, decorations, games. The Days We Celebrate. Entertainments for all the holidays. Good Things for Christmas. Recitations, dialogues, drills. Good Things for Thanksgiving. A gem of a book. Good Things for Washington and Lincoln Birthdays. Little Folks' Budget. Easy pieces to speak, songs. One Hundred Entertainments. New parlor diversions, socials. Patriotic Celebrations. Great variety of material. Pranks and Pastimes. Parlor games for children. Private Theatricals. How to put on plays. Shadow Pictures, Pantomimes, Charades, and how to prepare. Tableaux and Scenic Readings. New and novel; for alt ages. Twinkling Fingers and Sway- ing Figures. For little tots. Yuletide Entertainments. A choice Christmas collection. MINSTRELS, JOKES Black American Joker. Minstrels' and end men's gags. A Bundle of Burnt Cork Comedy. Monologues, stump speeches, etc. LaughlandfVia the Ha-Ha Route. A merry trip for fun tourists. Negro Minstrels. All about the business. The New Jolly Jester. Funny stories, jokes, gags, etc. LarKe Illustrated Cataiogrue Free T.S.DENISON&COMPANY,Publishers.154W. Randolph St.. Chicago