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Amateur Dramas, Comedies, etc — 32 Amateur Operas 42 Articlea Needed by Amateurs 45 Beards, Whiskers, Mustaches, etc. . . 47 Bitsof BurltSQue 38 Bjund sets of Plays 14 BiilwerLytton's Plays 24 Burlesque Dramas 42 Burnt Curk 45 Charade Plays 38 Colored Fire audTableiiux Lights... 45 Comic Dramas for Male Char. oniy. 42 Costume Books 25 Cumberland's Edition 19 Darkey Dramas 39 Dramas for Boys 42 Di awing Room Plays 25 Elocution Reciters aud Speakers — 44 Ethiopian Dramas 39 Evenin-Jt's Entertainment 40 Fairy Plays 40 French's Edition 2 French's English Operas 42 French's Italian Operas. 37 French's Standard Miror Drama U French s Parlor Com eriit-s 41 Frobisher's Popular Recitals 45 Cuide Books for Amateurs 41 Grand Army Dramas 36 Crease Paiiits 48 Home Plays fur Ladies 41 Pa^'e How to " Make-up " ■m How We Managed our Private Thea- tricals. 36 Irish Plays 36 JuvenilePlays 40 Lacy 'a Costumes 26 Magnesium Tableaux Lights 45 Make-up Box -JS Miscellaneous Books 25 Miscellaneous Editions of Plays. 24 Miscellaneous Plais 13 Mrs. Jarley 'a Wax Works 24 New Plays 14 Nigger Jokes and Stump Speeches. . . 40 P.trlor Magic 41 Parlor Pantomimes... 44 Pieces of Pleasantry 33 Plays for Male Characters only 37 Round Games 41 Scenes for Amateurs 25 Scriptural and Historical Dramas. . . 42 Sensation Dramas 38 Serio-('omic Drama<" Shadow Pantomimes Shakespeare's Piays Sheet Musi'" Tableau.x Vivants Temperance Plays Theatrical Face Preparations Vocal Mufaic of Shakespeare's Plays. Wiss 47 ALL MAILABLE ARTICLES IN THIS CATALOGUE SENT POST FKEE. 1)1 ordering and remitting l>g Mail always send Post Orders if j^ossiUe. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN IN PAYMENT. New Yorr : SAMUEL FRENCH & SON, PUBLISHERS, 38 E. 14th St., Union Square. IjOndon : SAMUEL FRENCH, PUBLISHER. 8 9, STRAND. ryment MUS2^ accompany each Order. ^aloffue with above C ontents Sent Free. THE STANDARD DRAMA No. CCXXVT. 08SAWATT0MIE BEOWN; OR, THE INSURRECTION AT HARPERS' FERRY. TO WHICn ARE ADDED A Description of the Costume— Cast of the Characters— Entrance;? and Exita- Relative Positions of the Performers on tlie Stage, and the whole of the Stage Business BY MRS. J. C. SWAYZE. Entered according to Act of Con2:ress, in the year 1859, by J. 0. Swatze, in tho Clerk's Office of the District Court for tlie Southern District of New Yorli. itfa gorli: SAIMUEIL. JEnj^ENCU, I^TJJBTilSHER, 122 Nassau St., (Up Stairr.) OAST or OHARAOTERS. As first performed at the Bowery Theater, December 16, 1859. John Brown, Mr. G. C Boniface. Mr. Cook, Mr. Foster. Frederick, '\ C Mr. Warwick. Oliver, f Brown's) Mr. Garden. Watson^ r Sons, "l , Mr. Evans. Lewis, ) (^ Mr. Holland. Black Jim, a Border Ruffian, Mr. Rynar. Little Billy Mr. W. M. Reeve. Old Dearborn, Mr. Hotto. Ralph Dearborn, His Son, Mr. J. M. Ward. Landlord, .- Mr. Davenport. Reporter, , Mr. Lee. Citizen, Mr. Moore. Jailor, Mr. Burke. Soldiers, Citizens, Ruffians, ^c. Mrs. Brown, Mrs. Cantor Julia, Miss Annie Senter. Alice, Mrs. Boniface. Jepiha, Miss H. Lang. Suke, Miss Osborne. Mrs. Sligo, .Miss Lee. OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. ACT I. SCENE I. — An apartment in the North Elba farm. Mrs. Browx seated in an arm chair. Room arranged for the reception of guests. Mrs. Brown. It is a sad fate which keeps me here, and debars me of that privilese, so dear to a mother's heart, of witnessing the hap- piness of my dear son, my boy Frederick, who this day leads to the altar, one who is already dear to mo as a daughter. Enter Jeptha. Well, Jeptha, you seem to have a heavy load there. Jeptha. [Putting down a tremendous wedding cake, and display' ing a number of extremely large favors.} Heavy load ! well I reckon the size of that 'er weddin' cake's not to be come at every day. And as these 'ere dandy jumpers, it's not the weight so much as the orders I've got not to muss 'em. Mrs. B. But what are you going to do with them all, Jeptha? Jeptha. Why, ye see the gals was all a doin' somethin' to help to tidivate, and as none of them thought of my cake, I jest asked for these, and as it'll take about two dozen of 'em to go round, I'd better be a stickin' of 'em on. \SticliS them on with pins as she speaks. Mrs. B. The neighbors are very kind. Jeptha. Kind! well I reckon a litter from the same sow couldn't be more like brothers and sisters than the young folks, and as to the boss, there is not one in the village but calls him Mr. Brown, for his larnin'. And well they might, for he talks like a 'lectioneer and raises the best cows in the hull United States. But where's that Little Billy — well, if he aint the most provokinist piece of animal flesh in these parts, my name aint Jeptha Ann Higginbottom. {Calling.^ Little Billy — Little Billy. I bet he's a peggin' into those quintze preserves like a half starved alligator, to say nothin' of the apple tarts. [Again calling.} Little Billy — Little Billy. 4 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWX. Uiiter Little Billy. lie is eating as he enters., hides a tart in his jacket, and wipes his mouth. Jeptha. I told you so. Jest look at that "ere unsliameful villain. If he can't take more down that meek-Iookin' mouth of his than an' underfjround railroad, or a hogshead with the bottom out. Little Billy. Ah now, mj'darlint, what's the use of palarverin'; sure I aint been afther spoilin' none of the work of ye's fair fingers, [Aside.] unless yer count ther pies. Jeptha, And don't ye know ye're a spilin' of it now, a standin' here tellin' lies, when you know you've shirked your work, like a lazy, guod-for-nothin' that you are. Little B. Och ! now, Mrs. Higginbottom — Jeptha. Don't Mrs. Higginbottom me,, yer pesky critter, I tell you ye didn't milk the black cow — Little B. Sure and you're wrong inthirely. [Aside."] I milked Lim yesterday. Jeptha. And Kitty, with the skew horns 7 Little B. Yes, shure. [Aside.] Devil a dhrop since the day before. Jeptha. Well come and help me fix the things on this table, and see if yer can keep yer fingers off the eatin' sass. [They go vp, quarrelling . Enter Bkown. Brown. Well wife, we shall soon be called upon to give up our three boys for a time. I hope one at least will go more hopefully ou his journey for the fond prayers of a wife. Mrs. B. But who knows the hardships they may endure? Brown. I hope none, wife, but should they need aid, thank God their father's arm is strong, and his blood warm, and he'd spill it to the last drop, should danger threaten them. Jeptha. [Coming down] Never mind, old man. Don't get excited. The Injuns aint got 'em yet, and till they do, you'd better be a straightenin' down, for the weddin' party 's a comiu' down the road, and '11 be here before you can count nothin'. Enter the hridal party — Frederick leading Julia— Oliver, Alice Watsox and Lewis with ladies of the party. Frederick. Your blessing, my dear parents, for myself and my dear Julia, who will send her husband off with a smile, while she has your affection to cheer her in his absence. Julia. Say rather I rejoice in being able to cheer your hours of loneliness ; and, as I never was permitted by my Heavenly Father, to know the happiness of a parent's love, all that duty I should have shown to them is garnered in my heart for you — my father — mother. Taking the hand of Brown, and sinking at the feet of Mrs. Brown. Mrs. B. Bless you, my child ! OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. 5 Jepiha. Well, here's Master Lewis a gettin' as hity-tity as a grass- hopper on a hot griddle. His fiddle's a spilin', to say nothin' of the weddin' cake, and the cider, and Well, it's a queer weddin', the dear knows. [Screams at seeing Little Billy choJcing — He makes the most violent gesticulations as Jeptha looses his neck, slaps him on the hack, and at last throws a quantity of water in his face. The dear knows, I thought he was gone, for he's been eatin' the wed- din' cake, and one of them 'ere pins has stuck in his throat. [Guests arrive at intervals — Music heard — Places taken for the dance — -.4s the dance is ended, all rush forward, at a scream from. Jeptha, who is supporting Mks. Brown in her chair. Mrs. B. [Slowly recovering.] Do not grieve, my children — it is the will of heaven ; I had not thought to leave you now. But since it must he so, heed well, my children, your mother's last request — Fred. Speak ! oh, speak. Mrs. B. You are yet young, all of you, and need a guiding hand. Promise me to obey your father at all times, at any sacrifice. You will show him that devotion that shrinks not at the cost of life. All. We promise. Mrs. B. [To Julia.] And you, my daughter, will live to take my place towards my young, my centle Alice — to bless my Frederick with a true wife's love, and soften his declining years with watchful care. [Pointing to the bowed form of Brown.] Promise me this. Jidia. I do, I do, Mrs. B. My children — Alice — husband. [Dies. TABLEAU. SCENE II. — Garden without the Farm. Enter Jeptha, ivith milk pails. Jepiha, Well, there ; if I was to hunt from Thanksgivin' a year, to the next Fourth of July, I reckon I'd be as near on to findin' that con- sarned Irisher. Not that I want to cast eyes on him, but since Mr. Fred- erick's gone, and Oliver and Watson, there's a heap to do, and it all falls on me. Well, if there aint that half-breed between a' elephant an' a crocodile, a swollerin' down my doughnuts, hot out o' the pan. [Enter Little Billy. On seeing Jeptha, tries to hide doughnuts, they hum his fingers and he puts them in the hreast of his coat. Little B. [Aside.] Shstay there, ye divils ! How purty she looks. If I could jest get her to listen to a little touch of me illoquince now, jest so she'd give me a touch of her purty lips — widout raisin' the divil wid a poor boy. [To her.] Mrs. Higginbottom. 6 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. Jepiha. A grissly cow, with her ears cropped, and as blind as a young kitten 'd have more sense to larn, than some folks that thinks they're smart. Littfe B. Mrs. Higginbottom. [Detaining her. Jeptha. [Going]. Let me go, yer pesky fool ! Little B. Miss Jepthy — • Jeptha. [Taming hack.] Wall, what is it 7 Little B. [Aside.] Ah, ah, ye stubborn little divil, yer. [Aloud, drawing her hach] Miss Jipthy — ah, now, me darlint, come here — yer don't know what I'm going to say to yer. Jeptha. I do, you're always a makin' love to me. [Simpering. Little B. I ain't. [She txirns away.] But I'm a goin' to now. [She turns to him.] I'm a goin' to tell yer how much 1 love ye. Tlirough you I've lost me appetite ; through you I've lost tin pounds of flesh ; through you I've lost me — me — me — m(>ney. Jeptha. Your money ! Little B. Ye.s. [^4st^e.] Asmuchaslhadof it. [Onhishiees.] If ye only knew the love that's burnin' in me brist, — [Sniveling, [that's burnin' in me brist — [Jumping ^tp.] By me faith — och murdher — murdher — [Opening his coat and dropping the doughnuts out.] — I might well say that, for there was soniethin' burnin' in me brist, and no mistake. [Jeptha is going.] Ilould on. Jepiha. What do you want 1 Little B. Don't ye know 7 Jeptha. No. [Still going. Little B. Yer little divil ye, I must get a kiss. [She coquettes, he follows her until near the door, he attempts to kiss her, when she slaps his face and runs off.] That was a stinger. But I'll be even with the little varmint. Now I'm a boy of a dilicate appetite, but I'll go and I'll stale all of her mince pies that's in the closit, and if I don't ate every one of 'em, damn me, Mrs. Higginbottom. [Exit. SCENE III. — Liierior of a rude tavern or ranchero. Black Jim and ruffians gamUing. Landlord looking on. Sdke busy at side. Black J. Euchred ! By God ! Suke fetch some more of that whis- key here, or — Suke. Here's lazy bones will got you the whiskey. And now, my gentlemen, you've got to clear oft" from this table, while I put some supper down for the travelers. Black J. Travelers, what travelers '? Suke. Three young men that's traveling out here with stock — farmers from York State, I reckon. They're gone to put up the critters. Black J. Traveling with stock, be they 1 Now look'ee here Suke, I'm goin' out to take a look at their stock, and mind, no unpleasant OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. 7 siniwations about a feller's character while we're gone; you know me, Suke. [Exeunt loafers. Suke. I do know ye for the bisgest blackguard and bully in the territory, and if you wasn't the shot you are, you'd have been under the ground this many a long day. Enter Feederick, Oliver, aad Lewis. Welcome, strangers. Sit and take something. Lewis. Thank you, my good woman. But tell me who are those men who — Suke. Hush, they are here. Enter Black Jim and the others. One of them is my husband, young men. Ulack J. Good evening strangers. [To Lewis.] Try a drink 1 Lewis. No, I am not in the habit of drinking. Black J. Well, no offense. Here Suke, give us something to keep the blue devils out. Take a hand of cards, youngster 1 [To Lewis, as Oliver and Watson sit at table. Suke. [Making signs to Lewis.] There's time enough after the young fellows have had their supper. Lewis. If I chose to gamble with you I should say so. Black J. You won't take a hand, then 7 [Taking out his knife and trifling with it. Lewis. No ! Black J. Dog garn ye ! then take that. Striking him, the Now is returned. Black Jim's companions try to pull him away and mollify him. He breaks from them and strikes at Lewis with his knife. Frederick snatches the knife from his grasp and fells him to the earth. SCENE IV. Enter Frederick, travel-worn and weary. Fred. I am weary and would fain seek rest, but while there is yet a hope of finding shelter for my brother, I cannot see him perish. But where '? Oh heaven ! No siglit or sound denotes the tread of man for miles. I'll on ! on ! Kind Providence direct me to find aid to save a dying brother ! [Exit. Enter Lewis, supported by Oliver. Lewis. Here let me rest, my brother. I feel I cannot go further. I am but wearing out your strength and my own — 8 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. Oliver. Try yet, my brotlier. Bear np but a short time, and Fred- erick may find aid. Oh liow I curse the hand that dealt this coward blow ! Why had I not slain him ere his arm was raised? But let me reach the haunts of men again — I swear — Lewis. Take no such oath, my brother. I feel that had I not re- ceived ;hat wound, the end had been the same. My strength has given way before the hardships of our journey, slowly at first, but surely, as day by day cast perils in our path. I fear I have but ill repaid my brothers for the love which took the burden of my duties on themselves, already overtasked. Oliver. Speak not so, my brother. Oh heaven ! he is sinking, his hands are icy cold, his lips are powerless. Oh, brother! brother! Enter Frederick. Fred. I have no help, and he is dying ! Oh, God ! are we then so powerless 1 so helpless, and alone 7 — Lewis. Dear brothers, do not weep for me. I cannot tell you how hard, how very hard it is to leave you, and that dear home whicli I can never see again. My father, and our dear, dear Alice. My brothers too, who would have shared our peril. Tell them I go in peace to join our sainted mother! I see her now, her form encircled n its angel brightness is beckoning me to heaven. [Dies. SCENE V. Interior of Brov\n's house in Potioivottomie Creek. Brown seated reading. Julia occupied at table. Jeptiia busy round the room. Julia. Pray do not give way to this sadness, dear father. Are wo not all again united and living in comparative prosperity 1 Brown. I cannot dismiss from my thoughts the fate of my son. Brave boy, he had undertaken a mission that was too much for his strength. Jidia. And it has pleaased his Heavenly Father to take him to a happier home. Brown. But 'twas my fault — my fault. What were my few re- raaing years to his young life 1 Enter Aliok. Alice. Much; dear father, to those who love you. Can we devise no means to cheer you 1 Brorvn. Ir was a blessed day that restored the poor wanderers to us. Julia. Daily.and hourly I remember it, with gratitude and pray tliat we may never know another separation. Entc^r Krf.ikuj';k, Oliver, and Watsow. Fred. A prayer which T second with ni; my hesrt, swci'i wife. OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. 9 With what joy I see you all again, gathered around a peaceful, happy hearth, and I can come home after a day's hard toil to claim this sweet reward. [Kisses Julia. Juha. Our father is sad to-night — go speak to him. Fred. Not giving way to sadness, old man, and such prospects be- fore us 1 Brown. I know, my boy, I know. But I don't like the place. It's not a peaceful one. I see men's rights molested by a set of lawless rumans. Sooner than suffer the innovations that some do, I'd rather death, war, anything but tyranny. Jeptha. [Coming down.] There now, old man, don't go tew gettin' excited, 'cause it brings on colic with them that's of a bilious turn. I remember my old grandmother used tew say so, for she was subjic' to it. Fred. What, .Jeptha 7 biliousness, or getting excited 1 Jeptha. Some folks is subjic' tew too much smartness, and then ifs apt to be dangerous. But here's Miss Alice, sittin' as deserted as a dead rat in a two acre turnip field. Can't you take some notice of the gal 1 Julia. Hush, Jeptha. Alice is suffering some anxiety of mind, and does not wish to join in conversation. Jeptha. No ; it's my belief she'd rather be a jining onto somethin' else. But I jest thought. [Hunting in her pocket.] Mrs. Jackson sent her boy down tew the settlement, and as I knew Miss Alice was a pining like a new weaned heifer, I told him tew keep his eyes skin- ned when the mail come in. [Producing letter. Alice. [Snatching it.] Oh, Jeptha, Jeptha ! Jeptha. Wall, if you was in a hurry, why on airth didn't you say so 1 Alice. From dear, dear Ralph. [Exit. Jeptha. [Looking off.] And she's a cryin' over it as if it was his last dying speech and confession. Oliver. Frederick, who was that man you gave work to, yesterday*? Fred. A fellow traveling through the country, almost starved, so he said. And indeed he seems grateful enough for the shelter ho has found. Oliver. A suspicious looking fellow ; his face haunts me like a dream. Julia. Husband be careful. Enter a farm lalorer. Man. Mr. Frederick, one of the men's been kicked by the black Jieifer. He's hurt pretty bad, and wants to see you. Julia. You will not go. Fred KuA why not, little coward 7 [Turning hack and embracing her.] Why so alarmed, dearest 7 If I am not back in five minutes send the boys after me. [Exit Julia. Father, I am alarmed, If that man should be here under false pretenses 7— if Black Jim— 10 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. Oliver. [Starting up.'\ Black Jim ! that face ! why did I not re- member 1 Father ! brothers ! Come! come! A shot is heard — Julia screams and sinTcs vpon her knees — TTiey bring in Frederick, who is wounded, and place him on the ground beside her — She shrieks and sinks upon his breast — Alice, who has entered, stands motionless. PICTURE. Brown. [After a pause, and standing over Frederick's body.] If ye are sons of mine, remember j-our mother's dying words, and swear to avenge this deed. My son ! my son ! your father's head shall know no rest — this hand shall know no touch but an implement of death, to wield against your murderers until it is avenged. I"ll spare no recreant heart that dares befriend them. I'll leave no roof unburned that ever gave them shelter. I'll leave no foot-path in the wilderness untracked, till I have laid them in the dust. Swear this ! All. "We swear ! we swear ' end of act I. ACT 11. SCENE I.— A Wood. Enter Brown, as if pursued. Brown. To what extremity am I driven 1 Hunted down, pursued, accused of the blackest crimes by those whose homes I hold as sacred as my own. In the pursuit of vengeance, we drove those lawless ruffians to further deeds of violence and bloodshed. Whilst still evading our pursuit, they drew the inhabitants from their beds, bru- tally murdered, and then left them to be counted as our victims. Thus are we in our turn pursued. My sons may even now be overtaken — murdered — by the infurfate mob. Enter Oliver, Watson, and others. Ha I You are here. Fought through them like brave fellows, as you are. But hark ! they are not far~distant. What chance is there for escape 1 Oliver. But litUe. The people ore infuriated— they swear 'twas we who committed last night's outrage. OSSAWATTOMIE BROWX. 11 Watson. There is nothing left but to surrendei- up our lives, and strive to die like men. Brown. And is that spoken like a man 1 No, lads, one more effort, and we are home. The doors are stout — we have arms and amuni- tion — once in our stronghold we can defy them for a while. Come, lads, come ! [Exeunt. SCENE IL— Same as Scene V, Act I. JoLiA, Alice and Jeptha discovered. Alice. Look up, dear Julia — must we forever weep 1 Oh! why does not my father come 1 Julia. Frederick ' oh, my husband ! Alice. Alas ! what shall I do 7 Jeptha. Why, just trust to the old man and the boys, and be cheer- ful, like I am. [Sobbing violently. Julia. What is that ! [Stai-ilng vp wildly. Jeptha. 'Taint nothin'. Julia. Did you not hear 7 Alice, cling to me ! away with all sel- fish grief — and heaven grant me strength to meet new trials. Shouts are heard — Brown rushes in, followed by Oliver and Watson Brown. Bar the doors and windows, make fast every place, and give them fight. If we're to be hunted down like dogs, we'll sell our lives as dearly as we can. [^5 he is speaking and doors being secured, a man appears at window, levels musket at Brown, is seen by Jeptha who snatches his musket and levels it at his head ; he retreats. Jeptha. No you don't while my name is Jeptha Ann Higginbot- tom. [Secures window. Brown. Don't fire boys, we will leave that till the last. They all may have wives or sisters, and I want not to shed a drop of innocent blood if I can help it. Julia. [Looking out.] But who are these who threaten you so vio- lently 7 These are no hired ruffians ! Oh, tell me in heaven's name what have you done to arouse such hatred in them 7 What heavy crime committed 7 Brown. Crime, girl ! Look down upon those men, and in every face behold a slaveholder ! The crime I have committed against those men is not the bloody deed with which they charge me, but worse, far worse, for I have told them to their teeth, that I hold not with their creed which teaches them to barter human souls. Julia. r7\> Oliver.] Is this true 7 Oliver. It is. Brown. And they think to shut the old man's mouth that he may breathe no word to rob them of their sanctity. [Shots without.] They 12 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWJr. think to murder the old bear in his den, but they'll find it Is not so easy. [Shots again.] Ha, ha, the old fox is not reached yet. \ Shots.] You've got him cornered, but let him once get loose again, and he has teeth that will bile, aye, and leave their mark among ye. Oliver. They seem afraid to force an entrance. Julia. Perhaps they may yet disperse. Alice. Heaven grant they may ! Brown, Amen, for your'sake child, but I wager they are hatching some noAV treachery. Jeptha. [Looking out] That's so, old man. They move around with torches a bellerin' like scared injuns. Why, I do believe — [An explosion heard. BroiPn. Great God! They have fired the house. [All stand hor- ror stricken.] Shout to theni " /loZcZ." If this poor body will satisfy their malice, I'll throw myself a hostage in their midst. Let them tear me limb from limb, but burn not these innocent children in their home. [Rushing to door. Hold I I am ready ! I surrender. Oliver and Watson. No, no, we Avill share your fate. Alice. No, no, why should our lives be bought at such a price. Let us die here together. Julia. [Placing herself in doorway.] You shall not stir! Father, brothers, no ! Rather let us fall upon our knees in prayer, and occu- py our few remaining moments in supplicating mercy from above ! JeiAha. Unless we can find a safer place helow . [Opening trap] Down into the milk-cellar, the other steps lead up into the barn ; the night is dark, and while the villains think we are roasting up -Awe, we can make for the woods, and off before they get their eyes skin- ned. [Sends them down singly. The flames mount higher and higher. Jeptua begins to descend as (he flames burst in. PICTURE. SCENE III. Apartment in Dearborn's house. Enter Dearborn and Ralph. Dearborn. Ralph, you appear somewhat distrait this morning. Ralph. Yes, sir ; I acknowledge my mind is not quite at rest. Dearb. I regret it. I had looked forward to a little conversaticn this morning. Ralph. My dear sir, I surely cannot be the very unsociable being you would represent me. I am always ready to listen to your agree- able and instructive conversation. Dearb. I am glad you are so fully impressed with what is your duty towards a parent. Let me remember, — Oh ! I was about to re- mark that I had rec«iived a letter from your uncle, in which he licts OSSAWATTOMIE BKOWN. 13 promised me a visit. Tliis will be the move interesting to you, as ho Avill be accompanied by liis -svife and daiishter, your cousin Lucy. But you are not paying such strict attention — Ralph. Pray excuse me, sir ; I own I am a little absent minded this mornins;. Dearh. Your cousin Lucy is a very charming girl. [Ralph seems lost in iliov gilt.] I was remarking that your cousin Lucy, — [Very loudly.] Ahem ! Ralph. [Starting.] Pray go on sir, I am all attention. Dearh. [Pointedly.] Yes, I see you are. [Rising.] Well, sir, as you seem to treat the matter with so much indifference, I shall not trou- ble myself further than to inform you that you arc expected to treat your aunt and cousin with some respect — and in short that I have — more — settled views in prcspect for you. Ralph. Sir, may I ask, without impropriety, that you will be more explicit in your remarks. Dearh. Well, then, sir, since you drive me to it, I have always in- tended that you and your cousin should form an alliance, that is much desired by her father and myself. And since there is no possible ob- stacle — Ralph. I am glad at last to see the tendency of your remarks, and that there may be no misunderstanding, will you now oblige me by resuming your seat and giving me your attention for a few moments. Dearh. Well, sir, be brief. Raljjh. You said just now, that there could be no possible obstacle to the fulfillment of your plans. My dear father, there is an obstacle, which I will state in as few words as possible. Some two years back I made the acquaintance of a young girl under somewhat peculiar circumstances. It so happened that, under Providence, I was the means of rescuing her from great peril. I became in time a welcome visitor at her father's house. I found her to be as virtuous and amia- ble, as I already knew she was beautiful. But her parents, who are poor, though honest people, being forced to emigrate, I have endur- ed a separation of some months — only, however, with the promise of claiming her — my beautiful Alice — at the expiration of a year. Dearh. Very fine ! Quite a romance. But do you know the con- sequences in case of my displeasure 7 Raljjh. I know that it is in your power to make me penniless, but only condescend to see my beautiful Alice, and I will answer for the rest. Unter a Servant, with Letters. Dearh. Will you "? Well, just hand me those letters. [Does so.] And now go about your business ; I'll think this over. [Exit Ralph.] [Opening letter.] 1 declare the fellow has quite bewildered me with liis sudden disclosures. What, my little Lucy to be thrown away on a stranger, and he run off with this little chit of a nobody knows who. Ah ! what is here % A letter in a strange hand, and on the rery subject. [Reads.] " Beware of your son forming a connection which would be discreditable to the last degree. He is about to 14 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. marry the daughter of a man notorious for his bad deeds. An out- law and a murderer." Good heavens ! can I believe my eyes 1 This must be put a stop to at once, if true, but I'll not believe i*^^. Here, Ralph! Ralph! [Exit. SCENE IV. Interior of a miser able shed. Julia supporting Alice. Jeptha seated near. Julia. How terrible is this suspense ! It is long since our brother, risking all for our protection, went in search of help, and the other members of our little band are guarding, lest, being found, the fury of the mob should drive us even from this poor shelter. But alas ! the time is flying rapidly and no assistance yet. We may be waylaid, killed perhaps, and then, oh heaven ! what can save us then? Alice. [Awakening.] Where am 1 7 Havel been sleeping? Yes, I was once more happy, for I thought I was again at home. Where are they 1 Whereas my father '? Julia. Compose yourself, dear Alice. I trust he will soon be here. Alice. And you, my dear sister. How much greater must be your sufferings, and yet for my sake you bear all in silence. But hark! what noise is that ! [Starting up.] I hear them. Father ! brothers ! you are come — ah — [Falls senseless as Black Jim appears at window. Julia. Lost ! lost ! Black J Halloa! what in thunder's here 7 Instead of pitching ou the old wolf in his den, he's given chase and left us to stumble in among the cubs. Hallao ! what dead '^ [Seeing Alice.] No, only scared. Let's see. [Is about to lift her. Julia hurls him off. Julia. Villain, away ! Whatever your hellish purpose, while I have life, you touch not with impious hand, that stricken girl. Black J. Away, woman! or take the same fate as your husband. Julia. My husband ! ah, I know you now, and yet I do not fear you. I ask not mercy for myself. I would bless the hand that gave me peace and heaven. But if you would escape the curse of him whose blood now stains your hands, spare her, the innocent sister of your victim, and let her go unharmed. [Jeptha steals to window and makes signals for assistance. Black J. Enough of this. Away there from the girl. Julia. Merciful heaven ! is there no way to move you 1 Is it not enough to know your hands are already dyed in her brother's blood 7 Should you commit this double deed of infamy, the curse of heaven would follow in your footsteps ; her voice with his would shout it in your ears by day and night, thou traitorous coward, thou double murderer ! Black J. What ho ! there ! Julia. I do not fear you now. When your murderous steel shall pierce the only heart that shields her, heaven will send some power to aid the helpless and the friendless ! OSSAWATTGMIE BROWN. 15 [He rushes towards her, when Jeptha seizes a gun and fires out of window. Black J. Ah, you'd bring the old wolf down on me would you 1 [Seizes Jeptha, holds a knife over her, when Brown and Watson rush in. Brown snatching the knife from his grasp, plunges it it in his heart ; he falls. Brown. Die ! Murderer of my sou ! SCENE V. An apartment in Cook's house. Enter Cook with an open letter. Cook. Our plans are well nigh ripe, and as the old man Brown, has long been looked upon as the most fit leader of the undertaking, his escape and arrival here is most opportune. Ha, here come's his pretty daughter-in-law. Enter Julia. Julia. Mr. Cook, how can wo express sufficient thanks— Cook. None are needed, I assure you, I am happy in being able to afford my friends assistance. But you wished to see me 1 Julia. Yes. You say my father is about engaging in a scheme which has for its object, that which makes me tremble for his safety. I would ask you, can this mad project not be surrendered % Can he not be restored to his peaceful home, or who persuades him to this 7 Cook. None, he joins our cause heart and hand, as one who holds with freedom. Julia. But why choose him ? His mind has been so tried with suffermg, I fear 'tis overbalanced. I need not tell you there are some men that smk under great trials hopelessly and at once, and others whose ramds will bend beneath the storm, to rise, crooked, deformed perhaps, but not extinguished. Is it not so with him 1 under his great trials, his mind has warped and cramped until he can see no- thmg but through the glass of his revenge, and lives but to redress his wrongs. Cook. It may be so. Julia. It is, and being so, is it just or generous to choose him for this purpose ? Is it not fostering a madness that has grown out of his misfortunes 7 Cook. You are severe. But you will find that his friends are at le^st prepared to share tlie (hinder with bini— but he is here. Your interview must be short, for your time is limiled by vour father's tears for your safety. [ Erit as B rown enters. Julia. Could I but move him from liis purpose, but I fear this madness is not to be repressea. Father! vou are fully determined on this mission 1 16 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. Brown. I am girl, fully. Julia. And you have thought on all the serious consequences — on the danger to my brotliers ] Broxvn. Who says they are unwilling 1 Julia. They are willing. Their courage will always equal their duty and affection. But is it right, my father, to put it to the test 7 Broivn. Thank God ! my boys are not cowards ! But try not to dissuade me — it raises an alarm in my breast I cannot conquer — speak of it no more. Julia. I will not, and since you are bent on this, I can but pray for you. {A'L\c^ rushes on, and sinks into her father'' s arms — he regards her with great tenderness and emotion. Brown. Alice, my good child ! Alice. Oh ! tell me it is not true. You are not going forever from your Alice 1 You will not send us from you? Think how heavily the hours must pass that threaten you with danger. \_Sinks at his feet. Brown. My child, I feel your sorrow, but there are reasons which you cannot understand. Alice. If but for my brothers' sake. Think of the dear one we liave lost — think of the husband for whom she sorrows, and add not another — Oh, my father! Broivn. My child — my child ! Alice. Oh, say you will stay your purpose. Come back to our dear old home — come back, and our lives shall know no object but to make you happy — we'll work and toil — you shall not know a care — Oh, father, answer me, or my heart will break. Brown. My child I could not if I would. I am bound by an oath I dare not break. Take her from me, girl, [to Julia,} Remember her mother's trust. God bless you both ! [Turns away. — Alice clings to Jdlia.] ACT III. SCENE I. Interior of the Kennedy Farm, near Ilarper^s Ferry. Bkown seated at table with letters. Brown. [ Reading letter.] It is well known, that in every instance where an enlightened body of men have espoused the cause of the oppressed, and have endeavored to set them free, the result has OSSAWATTOMIE BKOAVN. 17 invariably proved a failure, from sole cause that the would-be libera- tors, depend on the co-operation of those whose battles they are fight- ing, hut which inevitably fails them at the moment of action. This is a painful conviction, but one that is forced upon every thinking mind by all past experience. It is a stubborn fact, reccorded in the history of ages. To emancipate at one blow any down-trodden race, you must provide force enough to liberate them at least without co-operation from^ if not absolutely against their will. In withholding education from the slaves, the men of the South have raised a barrier that is mightier than any force of arms that can be brought to bear against it, and it is called ignorance and fear. If, in spite of these arguments, you are still determined to rush on to the attack, I will give you all the pecuniary aid in my power, but remember, I have no faith in the success of the underiaJcing. A Philosopher.'' [Speaki?ig.] There's a wet blanket, and from a professed abolitionist ! [Dei'isively.] An old fox. A philosopher truly — but one of that school that fattens on the follies of men, and chuckles over his wisdom and his prudence. AVell, friend, ha, ahem ! [ checking himself] your money may do more for us than your sympathy, but I would not give much for either. What have we here 1 [ opening another letter.] signed G. S. — ha, this is joining opposites if you will. Mark now from that stoic, this nervous, sympathetic nature that feels the wrongs of others as they were his own. [Reads.] " Is it natural when the body's bent, to regain its upright posture 1 Is it natural, were one hand corded to our side, the other should be used to free if? Is it not a law divine, that when the bird escapes from bondage it soars to retain, its freedom 1 Are we not therefore bound by strong ties ot humanit}^, to burst the ties that bind the slaves to bondage, that they may soar to regain their level with the free men of the earth." [Spea/cing.] Those may be the sentiments of a visionary enthusiast, but there's more humanity in them, and I like him for it. ^YeI], boy 1 [As Oliver enters Eater Oliver. Oliver. Another load of rifles has arrived. I want directions about going down after them. There are also several of our people waiting to see the Captain. Brown. I cannot see them until I have finished looking over these letters. Oliver. Are they from friends in the North ? Brown. Yes; from our friends •'P/ii7o.«op/ter," and " (r. >S." One predicting failure, and the other success as inevitable results. One thing is certain, the result, be it what it may, cannot much aflecfc them at the very safe distance they are likely to remain. Oliver. There seems to be no question as to the result. Broivn. No, nor is there. It depends not on these men who preach to us. They would not place themselves here, as I have done, sound- ed every depth, Avatched and waited till the time should come, and guarded every avenue to surprise. I have set emissaries to find out how the pulse beats in every part. I have organized a plan whereby 18 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. our forces are so stationed, that in one day's time I have them at command. I have collected arms, unknowing to the people, that, in the hands of outraged men, who are fighting for their freedom, would insure their safety against many thousand. This is no lawless out- break — we are not here to murder and to rob. God knows I have no thirst for blood. Those weapons are for self-defense — to guard the passage of our rescued band to shores of greater safety — and T have no fear in leaving it to all humanity to justify the act. Enter Watson. Watson. Father, Cook has just arrived, and wants to see yoa Brown. Let him come in. Enter Cook, disguised as a Peddler. Well, friend, what news 1 Cook. Much, that is satisfactory. I have been in many Northern towns since I was here, and in every place is the same sympathy evinced, the same assistance offered. When I come this way I am cautious, as you see, disguising myself in this way in order to ascer- tain the feeling that is manifested. Brown. And you find the cause goes well 1 Cook. The cause works gloriously. We have more sympathy than you would well believe. Every man who dares to speak his real thoughts, is ready for the struggle. All seem prepared, and once let the blow be struck, there is not one but goes with us, heart and hand. Brown. And the sooner now that blow is struck, the better. [Ris- ing.] This is no sudden movement. Men have worked for this with patient toil for years. It is a question that involves the whole social structure of the world — and what is this poor brain, and heart, and strength to give to such a cause 1 I have seen it could bo done, and seen the means, and now the time is come — 'tis ripe — 'tis almost here — one effort and the day is ours. Cook. God speed it, and make it a bloodless one. Brown. And bloodless it shall be. For what else was time and caution needed '? Wo are not here for purposes of blood and riot. He among us who would strike a blow, except in self-defense, falls at once from a martyr and a hero, to grovel among the lowest felons of the earth. But I must leave you, for I have weighty business yet on hand. [Exit. OUver. [To Cook.] Go you with my brother and refresh yourself I must away to bring up the rifles. Cook. Heaven speed the cause. Oliver. Amen ! [Exeunt severally. OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. 19 SCENE 11. Same as Scene I, Act I. Enter Jeptha. Jeptha. Well, now, it's peskj^ queer that there can't be no peace in this 'ere family anyhow. I did think when we got safe back witli hull skins, which the dear knows was a miracle under the circum- stances, that there'd be somethin' pleasant in the shape of a weddin'. Instead of that, everything's gone as crooked as a blind bull arter a butterfly. When I think of it — well there, it's no use. [Ciying.] There was Miss Alice a tryin to forget all the queer shines the old man's been a cuttin" up, and beginnin' to look so pretty and sunshiny again, and the young gentleman was a skippin' around her like a bee round a honeysuckle, when bang comes in old Pap Dearborn and for- bids the banns. Oh, dear ! when I think of it — well there, it's no use. ICries.] He says that her father ain*t actin' respectable, and that ^is son shan't marry /ii5 daughter. That is, Pap Dearborn sez his son shan't marry our Pap's daughter. Oh, dear, when I think of it — well there, its no use. [Cries. Enter Ralph. Ralph. Jeptha I Je-ptha. Lord ! how ye skeered me. Ralph. Why, did you think it was a certain young Irish gentleman that I saw going round the corner just now '? Jeptha. No, Little Billy's not a gentleman, and I reckon he never will be, but I thought it was young Mrs. Brown, and I wouldn't let her see me cryin' for anythin', for her own sorrows are always a comin' up in big round tears to her eyes, but always driven back again for fear they'd pain her darling, as she calls her. Ralph. How is she, how is Alice 1 Jeptha. Well, if ye want me to say she's pretty well I can't, 'cause it aint so, but she's able to get up to-day for the first time since you see her before. Ralph. Thank heaven for that. But will she see me 1 Jeptha. Well I don't really think she will. You see she's as duti- ful as a new preacher, and things is turnin' out worse and worse. The old man's turned out to be a ringleader, and that's somethin' worse than robbin' on the high seas. Ralph. Why will that rash man bring all this trouble on us 1 Jeptha. I don't know. But I do know that whatever he does he thinks it's right, and I won't hear nobody speak agin' him. Old pap brought me up, and thoug*h I ain't turned out much, it aint no fault of his, for he's a regular church member and talks every bit as smart as the deacon, Ralph. If Alice would but see me for a moment — Jeptha. Well don't look so kill-me-quick-ish and I'll go and see. Oh dear, when I think of it — well it's no use — [Cries and exit. Ralph. I cannot but blame my father who exacts this cruel sacri- fice. But if Alice would consent to brave his displeasure for a while — 20 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. Enter Alice. Alice. Ralph! Jtialph. Alice, dear Alice, how it grieves me to see you suffer thus. Can no argument, no fears for ray peace induce you to alter your de- cision 7 Alice. No, dear Ralph. I know all you would urge, but indeed I cannot — dare not accede. You owe a duty to your father which you must obey at any sacrifice, and were I to tempt you from that dut\^, it would forever stand between us and our happiness. It was to tell you this, and show you how wrong it is for us to meet with such a barrier between us, that brought me to you now. Ralph. Alice, listen to me. Alice. I dare not. I could not forego the joy of looking on your dear face once again, but you must leave me now. Strive with all your manly courage to forget the love you bear me, and try as I shall pray you may do, to forget me. Leave me — farewell — Ralph. Alice, I will not reproach you for your harsh decision, but may you never know the anguish it has caused me. Farewell for- ever. [Rushes out as Julia enters. Alice. Ralph — Ralph ! oh, it will break my heart. \_Falls on Julia's shoulder, who leads her off, SCENE III. Same room in Dearborn's house. Enter Dearborn. Dearh. There really is no accounting for the tastes of the young men of the present day. Here's my son with the coolest indifference renounces in one breath all claim to the hand of my pretty little niece, and her three thousand a year. True, he pleads a prior attachment, but then what do these sentimental attachments amount to with the young men of the present day. Enter Servant. Servant. Sir, a lady wishes to see you on important business. Dearh. Show the lady in. \^Exit Servant.] Really I begin to feel nervous this cannot be — Enter Julia and Jeptha. Why bless me, this must be the sentimental attachment. Madame are you 1 am I to suppose — Julia. I come, sir, on behalf of my sister. Dearh. [_Aside.] Oh I the sister to the sentimental attachment. Julia. Do not imagine I am here at her request — she is for too young and innocent for that — and I am so much older ; indeed, stand almost in the light of a mother to her. Dearh. A mother ! dear me, impossible. Julia. Oh, sir, if you could see her — she, whom your son had chosen for his wife, when all was happy round them — when she gave him her young, pure heart, without a doubt to mar the brightness of the future. OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. 21 Dearh. Madam, this intercession — Julia. Oh, sir, do not blame me. Could I, or any one who loved her, see her young head bowed down with sorrow, and make no effort to alleviate if? Dearh. What would you have me do 1 Julia. What do 1 She was once happy, free — your son came and won her to himself— her heart was his — her happiness, her life — in losing him, she loses all. Restore her her happiness, and with it life and hope. Dearh. The daughter of a wild fanatic, who has made his name notorious — Julia. And she, the innocent victim of your pride, is made to suffer for the wrongs of others. Dearh. I am sorry, very sorry — but I can never consent to a union of my son. to a daughter of that mad — that misguided man. Julia. Then all is lost, indeed. [^ExH. followed hy Jeptiia. Dearh. Really, this young woman's story, in spite of my naturally strong nerves [taking out his handkerchief,] has quite — Re-enter Jeptha, suddenly. Jepiha. You thought I was gone, didn't you 1 Dearh. [Starting violently.] Bless me ! young woman. Jeptha. Reckon you're nervous, aint you? I jest stepped back to gve you a piece of my mind, right straight up and down. And to begin, I think you're a great heap more nice than wise. You aint too good lookin', nuther — nor too well dragged up, though you do stick it out you be— and Miss Alice, with her sweet face, and pretty ways, aint no more fit to be in the same house with you, than a white dove in a thunderstorm. You won't let your son marry her, 'cause of the boss — but you don't know everything — I ain't lived in the family all my life, for nothin' — and if you don't have to give in yet, old fellow, there's no squeakin' in pigs. Dearh. Reallv, young woman, tfiis extraordinary conduct — [Exit. Jeptha. Well, I guess the old un's heard enough — he hops out like an old bull frog on his hind legs. Well, as I can't be doin' nothin' here, I guessi'd better be a goin' too. [^Exit. SCENE IV. — Exterior of Armory at Harper's Ferry. Several of Brown's men stationed as Sentinels — Enter Cook and Oliver — They sign to Sentinels, and are approaching the entrance, when Brown appears from within. Brown. Well, lads, what cheer 1 Cook. All right, Captain ; all is going on steadily and quietly. Broken Yes, the die is cast — and thus far, success attends us. By 22 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. taking possession of the armory, we can suppl}^ our forces with such arms as could not be procured elsewhere. Are the reinforcements still coming in 1 Cook. I must sa}', but slowlj'. Brown. Do you keep strict watch for the employees of this build- ing ? Oliver Yes ; but I reckon you have thera all inside there, close prisoners. Brown. Is all quiet at the hotel ? Oliver. Yes ; but it seems more the quiet of fear than securitj*. The lights are all out. Brown. Fools ! they need not fear if they let us alone. But it was that skirmish on the bridge that scared them. If they send word down by that train, we may yet get hot work. Cook. We are gathering men from the plantations every minute. Brown. True ; but it all takes time — and until they see something like a force here, they will not rally. Are all who received instruc- tions off to the plantations 1 Cook. All that had the word. For my party it lacks an hour. Brown. Never mind that hour. If you are ready, start. Get every able negro ; securing the master to bring here as prisoner. It is important we have men of influence to be held as hostage, in case of an attack. Cook. You have some big men already, Captain, and if luck aids me I will bring you more. {Exit. Brown. Why did I let that ti"ain go down 1 they'll take the news, and if our reinforcements are thus tardy — [To Oliver.] Have you found out who killed that man upon the bridge 1 Oliver. No sir, but it was one of our party. Brown. It was a mad, a ruinous act ! It never had my sanction. It would give them an excuse, should our cause fail, to disregard the rules of open warfare, and shoot us down like dogs. Oliver. Do you think it was well to let that train pass 1 Brown. I fear it was an evil stroke of policy — but if it prove so, I've but to thank the sentiment that prompted me, for I swear 'twas one of mercy. Enter Watson. Watson. There is a report of the approach of forces brought on to aitack us here. Brown. How did you learn the rumor 1 Watson. Some of our men say they are tight upon us. Brown. Ah ! the telegraph wires have not escaped destruction 1 Watson. No! Brown. And the reinforcements ? Watson. Still come slowly in. Some are lurking in the woods, as if to secure escape. Brown. Afraid to join us ! The coward herd ! 'Tis all the effects of letting that train pass down. [To Oliver.] Go you, my lad, and see OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. 23 wLat you can learn. [Exit Oliver,] Fool that I was, to let such a miserable weakness sway me in the matter ! Enter one of Brown'' s men. 3Ian. Well, Captain, the cause looks queer. Troops are already coraincr up from Charlestown, and I should not wonder but we'll have hot work. Enter Oliver. Oliver, The sentinels at the bridge are already overpowered. There is a great stir at the hotel. I can scarce keep the men at their posts, they fear the armory will be stormed. Brown. No fear of that while the prisoners are within. They will not fire at risk of killing them. Tell every man to keep his post until the last. Come you, lads, into the building by this door, come all of you. [Sentinels and men file in.] If they are coming, we will not be unprepared. They must treat with us to save the prisoners — and if the worst shows us grim death, we will teach them we can face it, and not be killed like dogs. [Exeunt into armory. A noise is heard as of the approach of a body of people. Brown reappears at entrance, looks around and turns to give orders within. Brown. Ah ! they are upon us ; take care of the prisoners. Place them in a position where they may not be injured. Open those doors at back to let in our people, these are no longer safe. Now then, to work, to barricade these doors. [Retires. < The noise of barricading is heard within. Shouts increase without. Tramp of Military^ who presently appear, preceded by a noisy crowd. Shouts kept up with cries of, down with them. Capt. 31. Make an entrance. [Soldiers attempt to batter in the doors, which do not yield. Surrender ! [The door is opened and an aged citizen appears bearing a flag of truce. Do you surrender 1 Voice. [From within.'] No, but name conditions. Capt. M. What are they 1 'Voice That we are allowed to take the prisoners with us as a body guard to a stipulated place, and then suffered to go free. [Cries of no, no, murmuring among the people. Capt. M. We cannot grant your terms. Nothing but an uncondi- tional surrender. [Cries of down with them ! Tumult increases. Doors again barri- caded. A ladder is procured and used by the soldiers as a batter- ing ram. After repeated efforts the door is burst open. Soldiers rush iti. Skirmish. Cries of. Look to the prisoners I Oliver and Watson arc see;i ^0 fall, and Brown is brought out a pris- oner. Shouts. 24 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWX. SCENE V. street. Enter Stevens, marks of blood on Ids face and clothes, staggering. Looking hack as if pursued. Shouts. Enter a hody of men, with \ cries of Down with him ! Shoot him.! Sinks exhausted, and in \ an attitude of despair, begs for mercy. Shouts and hisses. He is:, thrown from one to the other. Pistols fired. He is wounded. Falls. ; Partly rising, he drags himself off, followed by mob, shouting. ; 1 SCENE VI. Prison. . '{ Bkowx lying on a cot, holding newspaper. ; Brown. Tried — condemned — aye, and executed, if these fellows i Lad their way. But not that yet. How easy it is for them to string : a few light words together to sum up the aims and creation of a \ scheme like this, of which they know so little. Lost ! It is not lost, i True, our effort failed, and our lives must pay the forfeit, but the \ cause — the glorious cause — lives yet in the hearts of men who will ■[ follow in our footsteps. Enter Jailor. Jailor. Old man Brown, there are some more gentleman wish to ; speak with you, shall I bring them in 7 i Brown. Yes, let them come in. [Exit Jailor.] Another lot to see j the old wolf in liis cage. i Enter Reporter, Citizen and Jailor. Reporter. Good day, Mr. Brown ; do I disturb you 7 ■ Brown. No, sir, I am glad to see you. A New York Reporter, I ■ believe 1 [He bows.] I am always glad to see you gentlemen, for \ there are so many false reports and misstatements regarding our un- ' dertaking, or rather its failure, that I can but look to you to set it right. I know that your superior education and cosmopolitan habits, ' render you freer ftom prejudice than most men, and I always look ■ for truth from your hands. i Reporter. I am glad to have your good opinion. But do they I make you comfortable here'? ) Citizen. Comfortable : what does he deserve ? ■; Brown. You are a slaveholder, I suppose ? [To citizen.] ^ Reporter. To what do you accredit your failure, Mr. Brown? \ Brown. Entirely to a mistake. To my mistake in letting that train ] go down. Citizen. And to Southern chivalry. Brown. I was unwilling to cause unnecessary suffering, and this is ": the result. ■ Citize.n You would not cause unnecessary suffering, but you'd steal niggers. Reporter. Sir, whoever you may be, allow me to say, I think your ; OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. 2f remark unwarranted. For there is no occasion when unmerited in- sult can come from the lips of a gentleman. Citizen. Oh ! I suppose you are a pair of abolitionists together, ind as I only came to take a look at the prisoners, I'll leave you. Good day to you both. [Exit. Brotvn. I need not tell you that I have a great many such visitors. But I do not take their absurd speeches as any insult, for they do not represent the class they pretend to belong to. Reporter. I am not sure that I fully understand your object in this movement. Brown. Whatever is represented to the contrary, believe me, our sole object was to free the slaves, Irom motives of philanthropy. We look upon ourselves as workers in a great and good cause, to which we have sacrificed our lives. I would have wished it otherwise, but being so, we lay them down freely, and trust that the future will beam on more successful efforts. Reporter. However I may condemn that cause, or the means taken to uphold it, I can but admire the man, who, thinking it right, sacri- fices all to it as you have done. Mr. Brown, I would like to converse further with you, but I see it is against the rules, and I would not be the means of curtailing your few privileges. Good bye. I may see you again. Broicn. Good bye, sir, I feel happier for having seen you. [Exit Reporter and Jailor.} And so I am to have a visit from a lady. Mrs. Sligo, I know her well by name. It is generous and kind of the good soul to come to me. But I fancy it is not so much the sympathizing woman feeling for one in my desolate position, as the strong minded lady claiming sympathy with the cause. Good soul ! she had better leave the cause alone, and claim no sympathy but what her heart teaches. However I must not be ungrateful for her kindness. Enter Mrs. Sligo and Jailor. Mrs. Sligo. Oh, my poor, dear, persecuted man. I felt all your sufferings, and I thought I could not better aid the noble cause, for which you bleed, than by exerting every influence to get to see you. [Takes out tablet. Brown. Madame, I am truly grateful for your kindness. [Exit Jailor. Mrs. Sligo. [ Writing his words dotcn.] And you are prepared for the worst 1 And willing to die a martyr, and all that sort of thing % Brown. I am willing to follow where the other brave hearts have gone before. I regret the course of events more for others than for myself. Mrs. Sligo. [Aside.} I always said so. What a man, to be sure! He's as calm and collected as if he was not going to be hung, and — and all that sort of thing. Enter Jailor. Jailor. Madam I am sorry, but there is another lady. Prepare yourself, sir, to see — [Julia rushes on and sinks on her knees at the hedsids 26 OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. Julia. Father! Brown. My child, my child. [Exit Mes. Sligo.^ Julia. Oh how I have prayed to see you once again. Bro-wn. Poor child, I thought they would not let you come to me Julia. Nor would they until now. Brown. How ill and pale you look, and yet you found courage to come and comfort the old man in his prison. Julia. Are you not his father 1 Could I desert you in your hour of peril, and hope to meet his smile 7 Brown. Dear child. Julia. I have seen tliem, too. They whom he loved so well. I have stolen to their graves and wet them with my tears. [ Giving him a leaf.] I planted this in secret o'er them, and when 'twas done I plucked this tiny spray and brought it to you, that you might see the flower that grows above their grave. Broion. [ Weeping over it.] My sons ! my sons ! SCENE VII.— .4 Corridor in the Farrr Enter Jepiha. Jeptha. I wish Miss Julia would come back. I was hard-hearted as a crab to send her — but I could not see the gal a pinin' away any more 'an she could — and when I told her I knew what would fetch all square with Pap Dearborn, off she goes to the old man for proofs, for it 'pears what I say aint no use unless it's writ down by somebody else. Here comes Little Billy, lookin' for all the world like a young banty with his feathers flyin'. Enter Little Billy. Little B. Are ye here, me darlint 7 Jeptha. Your darlin'. I'd like tew know. Little B. And aint ye me darlint that's to be Mrs. Billy in two blessed weeks 1 But what's the matter 1 Jeptha. Nothin'. Little B. Ye aint offended 1 Jeptha. No! Little B. Ye little divil, ye know ye be ! And that [Kisses her.] was what's the matter. Jeptha. You'd orter be more christianly, and so much trouble in the house. Little B- [Wiping his eyes.] Who's in disthress 1 Jeptha. Never you mind, but jest go right to Pap Dearljorn and fetch him here. If he asks you what for, tell him there's some things you don't know, and that's one of 'em. The dear knows ! this family would all go to tew pot if it warn't for me. [Exit. Little B. That gal's as full of since as a herrin's full of bones. Now I'm to fotch Mr. Dearbones. Well old Dearbone, or chape bone, or whatever yer name is, if ye don't come I'll carry ye. ^ [Exit. OSSAWATTOMIE BROWN. 27 SCENE VIII. Same as scene /, Act I. Enter Jeptha and Ralph. Jeptha. Taint no use I tell ye. Ralph. But I am going away for years, perhaps forever. Jeptha. Well ! taint no use. \_Aside.] Maybe yer aint goin' as quick as you think. Enter Alice, who starts on seeing Ralph. Alice. Ralph, you here 1 Ralph. Forgive me, Alice. I will no longer pain you by my presence. [ Going. Jeptha. [Detaining him.] Lorkee here — jest keep the quarrel up a little longer. I can't explain, but something might turn up. Enter Julia. Alice screams and rushes to her. Alice. Dear Julia, you are ill. Julia. 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