PS 635 .Z9 C945 Copy 1 T >\, | A THRILLINCt ITEM — Farce, 3 males, 1 female. \ SEEING BOSTING — Farce, 3 males. 2h. ( AAR-U-AG-OOS?— Farce, 2 males, 1 female. AMES' SERIES OF IDARD AND MINOR DRAMA V^t^S NO. 133. SEEING BOSTING. WITH CAST OP CHARACTERS, ENTRANCES, AND EXITS, RELATIVE POSITIONS OF THE PERFORMERS ON THE STAGE, DESCRIPTION OF COS- TUMES, AND THE WHOLE OF THE STAGE BUSINESS, CAREFULLY MARKED FROM THE MOST APPROVED ACT- ING COPY. PRICE 15 CENTS. CLYDE, OHIO: A. D. AMES, PUBLISHER. OLTR CATALOGUE FREE TO ANY ONE, AMES' SERIES OF ACTING PLAYS. PRICE FIFTEEN CENTS EACH-CATALOGUES FREE. *» no. x. r. 12 A Capita] Match, farce, 1 act, by J. M. Morton 3 3 30 A Day Well Spent, farce, 1 act, by John Oxenford 7 5 2 A Desperate Game, comic drama, 1 act, by Morton 3 2 75 Adrift, temperance drama, 3 acts, by C. W. Babcock, M. D 6 4 80 Alarmingly Suspicious, comedietta, 1 act, J. P. Simpson 4 3 39 A Life's Revenge, drama, 3 acts, by W. E. Suter 7 5 78 An Awful Criminal, farce, 1 act, by J. Palgrave Simpson 3 3 15 An Unhappy Pair, ethiopian farce, 1 act, by G. W. H. Griffin 1 1 05 An Unwelcome Return, com. intl'd, 1 act, by George A. Munson 3 1 31 A Pet of the Public, farce, 1 act. by Edward Sterling 4 2 21 A Romantic Attachment, comedietta, 1 act, by Arthur Wood 3 3 43 Arrah DeBaugh, drama, 5 acts, by P. C. Kinnaman 7 5 123 A Thrilling Item, farce, 1 act, by Newton Chisnel 3 1 73 At Last, temperance drama, 3 acts, by G. C. Vantrot 7 1 20 A Ticket of Leave, farce, 1 act. by Watts Phillips 3 2 12o Auld Robin Gray, emo. drama, 5 acts, Malcolm Stuart Taylor, 25 cents 13 3 100 Aurora Floyd, drama, 2 acts, by W. E. Suter 7 3 89 Beautv of Lyons, dom. drama, 3 acts, by W. T. Moncriefit 11 2 8 Better Half, comedietta, 1 act, by T. J. Williams 5 2 98 Black Statue, ethiopean farce, 1 act, by »'. White 3 2 113 Bill Detrick, melodrama, 3 acts, by A. Newton Field 6 4 86 Black vs. White, farce, 1 act, by George S. Vautrot 4 2 14 Brigands of Calabria, rom. drama, 1 act, W. E. Suter 6 1 22 Captain Smith, farce, 1 act, by E. Berrie S 3 84 Cheek will Win, farce, 1 act, by W. E. Suter 3 49 Der two Surprises, Dutch farce, 1 act, by M. A. D. Clifton... 1 1 72 Deuce is in Him, farce. 1 act, by R. J. Raymond 5 1 19 Did I Dream it ? farce, 1 act, by J. P. Wooler 4 3 42 Domestic Felicity, farce, 1 act, by Hattie L. Lambla 1 1 60 Driven to the Wall, play, 4 acts, by A. D. Ames 19 3 27 Fetter Lane to Gravesend, ethiopean farce 2 13 Give me my Wife, farce, 1 act, by W. E. Suter 3 3 117 Hal Hazard, military drama, 4 acts, by Fred. G. Andrews 8 3 50 How She Has Her Own Way, sketch in 1 act, by Ida M. Buxton 1 3 24 Handy Andy, ethiopean farce, 1 act 2 66 Hans, the Dutch J. P., Dutch farce, 1 act, by F. L. Cutler 3 1 116 Hash, farco, 1 act, by W. Henri Wilkins 4 2 52 Henry Granden, drama, 3 acts, by Frank L. Bingham 11 8 17 Hints on Elocution and how to become an Actor 103 How Sister P. got Child Baptized, ethiopean farce, 1 act 2 1 76 How He Did It, comic drama, 1 act, by John Parry 3 2 74 How to Tame Your Mother-in-law, farce, 1 act, by H. J. Byron 4 2 35 How Stout You're Ge ting, farce, 1 act. by J. M. Morton 5 2 26 Hunter of the Alps, drama, 1 act, by Wm. Dimond 9 4 47 In the Wrong Box, ethiopian farce, 1 act, by M. A. D. Clifton 3 95 In the Wrong Clothes, farce, 1 act 5 3 77 Joe*s Visit, Ethiopian farce, 1 act. by A. Leavitt and H. Eagan 2 1 11 John Smith, farce, 1 act, by W. Hancock 5 3 99 Jumbo Jum, farce, 1 act 4 3 82 Killing Time, farce, 1 act 1 1 9 Lady Audley"s Secret, drama, 2 acts, by W. E. Suter 6 4 3 Lady of Lyons, drama, 5 acts, by Bulwer 12 5 101 Lost, temperance drama, 3 acts, by F. L. Cutler 6 2 106 Lodgings for Two, comic sketch, 1 act, by F. L. Cutler 3 46 Man and Wife, drama, 5 acts, by H. A. Webber 12 7 91 Michael Erie, drama, 2 acts, by Egerton Wilks 8 3 36 Miller of Derwent Water, drama, 3 acts, by E. Fitzball 5 2 88 Mischievous .Nigger, Ethiopian farce, 1 act, by C. White 4 2 34 Mistletoe Bough, melodrama, 2 acts, by C. Somerset 7 3 ,; |W Catalogue continued on next page of cover. _aa SEEING BOSTING A FARCE, \ IX ONE ACT, -BY- F. £. CCITLEK, AUTHOR OP Mans, the Dutch X P.; Lost, or the Fruits of the Glass; Lodgings foi Two; That Boy Sam; The Sham Professor; Old Pompey ; Cuff's Lack; Wanted, a Husband; Happy Frank's Comic Song and Jo/a Book; Actor and Servant; Pomp 1 s Pranks; The Musical Darkey, etc., etc. Entered accordhiq to act of Congress, in the year f&ffc hy A. D. AMES, m the office of the Libarian of Congress, at Washington* -CLYDE, 01FIO.- A . D . AMES, PUBLISH E K SEEING BOSTING. Cast of Characters as performed at Modale, Iowa. LANDLORD, » E- M- Marvin IIEZEKIAH, .< F. L. Cutler •POMP, & Bollim Scene— Interior. Costumes of the day.' Time — Twenty'minutes. — o — PROPERTIES.— Bell, club, biscuit, bundle, chairs, table, etc, TMP92-Q09015 SEEING BOSTING. SCENE.— Plain interior. Enter Landlord, followed by Hezekiah, with bundle, hat tied up in handker- chief. Landlord. This, sir, is the room I spoke of. Just make yourself at home. Hezekiah. Wall, all right, stranger. But say, when do you feed ? _ Land. Oh ! you/will hear the gong, and you can come down to the dm- jng room, or have your meals brought to you. {exit, e. JSez. All ke-rect. Wall, here goes, {lays bundle and hat on table) I ewan to gracious this looks kinder scrumptious. I think as how I've struck a pretty good location, and if the fodder only suits me I'll stop here all the time I'm in the city. I wonder if my money is all right, [examines inside of vest) You bet she's there all 0. K. Maybe you think I ain't gom' to have lots of fun. I got seventeen dollars for that old brindle cow dad give me, an' I'm goin' to see the city of Bosting if I have to squander every darned cent of it. A feller don't git a chance to come deown to Bosting every day in the week, {discovers bell on table) Hello ! Gosh, ain't thai purty. In looking at bell he turns around so as to get his back r.— rings bell. Entc Pomp on the run, strikes Hez. t who falls o. Pomp goes R. f., holding hi nose. Hez. {slowly getting up) Jehosaphat! what do you reckon that was anyway ? Must have been some powder mill blowed up, or else the light- ning has struck somewhere mear here. Pomp. Bat's it, massa, struck dis chile right on de smeller. Hez. {astonished) Why, say, what in tarnation are you doki' in here V Pomp. Why, you rung de bell. Hez. Well, goll darn it, suppose I did ring the bell, what's that to you ? Pomp. Why, you see, massa, I'm de boy what waits. Hez. Waits ? 'Pears to me you didn't wait long. But say, what do you nivantin here? Pomp. Didn't you ring de bel- ? Hez. Well, goll darn it to thunder, don't I knowjl rung the bell, and it ain't any of your business if I did, yeou black ace of spades, yeou. Git out ©f this! Pomp. I fo't you wanted somefin'. Hez. I do, I want you to vamouse this ranch instanter, or I swan I II— (threatens Pomp. But, massa Hez. {angry) Don't massa me, yeou bundle of lamp black, {very angry) I'll — I'll smash yeou if yeou don't git* SEEING BOSTING. 4 Pomp, (frightened) Hold on, massa, I'se a goiri'. Ilez. (sparring) Git ! (Pomp dodges around room, drops his hat and exits suddenly, u.) There, confound his black pictur', he ain't got any business foolin' around in here, an' I know it. If he fools around here any more Til report him to the landlord. Gosh 1 but I'm hungry. I wonder how long it will be till suDper. I believe I'd better have a little lunch, {unties bundle on table) There's nothing like bein' prepared for occasions of this kind, (sits down at table, takes biscuit) 1 wonder what's out that way ? I guess I'd better look around a little, there might be pickpockets around here. (lays down biscuit, goes off l. Pomp looks ?n v R., cautiously, then enters. Pomp. Don't see anybody, (looks around) I went off so radder quick dat I didn't hab time to get my hat. (gets it) Wonder whar dat feller is? Guess he mus' hab absquatulated de premises. Yah, yah! don't he frow on de style ? I'll bet a pickled clam's foot against a sixpence, dat dnt fel- ler was nebber six miles from home afore in his lite, (discovers lunch) Hi, hi, what's dis ? Dinner for six. Looks like a pic-nic, wid de pic-nic all picked. Dis must be bis Sunday go-to-meetin' hat. (tries it on) Comes ober me wid a considerable ob a considcrableness. Well, yes, don't care if I do. (takes biscuit and cats) Wonder whar dat feller am. " Hi, golly, he's a comin'. (rushes off v.. Enter Ilczckiah, I,. Jlez. By the jumpin jupiter, I seed one of the purtiest gals I ever seed in all my lite. She was a ppundin' on a big box, like this — (illustrates) with her little fingers, and, Jerusnlum! such music. 1 was a dancing a hornpipe afore ] knowed it. I'm going to get acquainted with that gal, I am sure. Well, now, for something to eat. (sits at table) Why, where in thunder is them victuals? There must be rats about this house. (looks ut bell) 1 believe when I go hum I'll buy that little bell and take it home to Aunt Jerusha's little boy Johnny. Gosh, but wouldn't he ring it crazy. (laughs and rings bell — Pomp rushes in, strikes Hcz., knocks him, across stage, Pomp falls, c.) What was that, now? (discovers Pomp) Gosh all hem- lock, was that you ? Pomp, (raising vp slowly) Yes, dis was me. Hez. Well I'll be gol darned if you ain't the' same feller that was in here a while ago. Pomp. I 'spects I'se de chap. Ilez. Well, didn't I tell you I'd smack yeou it yeou come back again. Pomp. Ya'as, but you rung de bell. Jlez. Of course I rung the bell, and I'd like to know if that's any of yO'.ir business? Po7>ip. Why, massa, wheneber you ring dat bell I hab to come' and see. Jlez. Ya'as, and you'll have to go and see. I've put up with you jest as long as I'm going to. What do you keep comin' in here for? Do you think I'm a boss thief? you — you — i — (threatens Pomp. Hold on, massa ! Hold on Jlez. If I git a hold of you I'll hold on — yeou Pomp, (aside) I don't know jes' 'zactly what to do wid dat feller, he's a bigger fool nor dat feller wat was layer last week, an' he tried to buy his dinner of de cook. But golly how we lifted him. Ilez. Yes, and I'm a goin' to lift yeou if yeou don't git out of here. Pomp, (aside) I rader guess I'll hab to go. (backs out sloivly, r., with Hez. threatening Mm Hez. (coming c.) There, I've got rid of that black imp of Satan once more. I wonder if a feller's got to put up with that kind of foolishness in 8.11 these hotels. I shan't stand it. (sits) That reminds me of the time that 1 went a sparkin' Sail Doolittle, down on goose run, and that con- founded little brother of hers, he climbed up in the loft and kept throwin' SEEING BOSTING. 5 seed corn down on Sail's and my head— -jehosaphat, but wasn't I mad! But I daren't say anything, 'cause there sot tne old man an' the old woman and the old man he didn't think any too much of me, anyway ; an' he was jes' a waitin' fur a good chance to give me the grand bounce, and I know- ed it, so I had to jes' sot and take it till after the old folks went to bed; and then you jest ought to have seen me climb that ladder. I was a goin' to smash that boy on short notice, when jest as luck would have it, I stepped on the end of a short board, and the first thing I knowed I went down kerfiummix right on the top of the old man and old woman — that smashed the bed, and we all went down in a pile. The fallin' down kinder knock- \ ed me sensible for a minute or two, and afore I could hardly realize what had happened, the old man and woman both had hold of me, and at'ore you could say Jack Robinson 1 went head first out of the front door into a snow drift, heels over head. I heard the door slam shet, an' I crawled out and lit out for home, an' left my hat a hangin' on a peg in the hall, and I ain't never went back alter it yet. But to come back to the present occasion I'm a goin' down and see the proprietor about that nigger, an' we will see if this business can't be stopped. {exit, L. I Enter Pomp, R. Pomp. Massa, what does yer want lur supper? (looks around) "Why, he's gwan away again. Golly, but he links he's some, he does. I don't just zackly like the way he has ob tellin' a gembleinun dat he would like to habhim retire. But dat's just de way wid all de white folks, dey seem to fink dat a nigger's made ob Injun rubber just 'spressly to be bounced round by them when eber dey feels like it. Hi, hi, dis yer feller's pretty near as bad as dat feller what had room twenty last week, an' he frowed me down de stairs, just 'cause I happened to spill a little hot water on de top ob his head. I'se'a'gettin' soured oh this business. If dis keeps up much longer, I'll frbw up my alteration and open a stand an' sell peanuts up on FOurf street. But I wonder where dat feller am ! Golly, don't he look astonished when I drop in on him so sudden like. De next time I'll make him fink his grandmudder's arrive'. I gess I'll look out dis way. (exit, l. Enter Hezckiah, l., takes off his hat wipes his forehead — sits. Hez. Whew ! That's all fired hard work climin' them stairs. But there's no posey without stickers, a feller can't come down to Bosting, without put- tin' up with some inconveniences. But what a tarnation fool I've been. The landlord says that nigger belongs to the establishment, he's the bell boy, an' it's his business to answer the bell whenever called, an if I want anything all I have to do is to tap the bell. I must explain to that darkey the first time 1 see him, an' kinder apologise fur usin' him so rough, but then he comes in so sudden like, that I was kinder astonished — he's most a little too prompt. Gracious, but I'm hungry. I'll go down town to-morrow an' get me some gingerbread, an' then when — but say, what am I thiukin' about, I'll just ring the bell an' call fur supper, who cares fur expenses. (goes to table gets bell, looks ofx., shakes his head, xoalks h., rings bell Pomp, (outside) l'se a comin'. Enter Pomp, l. with a rush, falls over Hezckiah — business. Hez. (netting up) Gosh all fishhooks ! I kinder ges3 you've got her* ain't you? Pomp, (laughing) Ya'as I'se hyar. Hez. I see you are. But say, what in the world makes you come charge iug into my room with so much alacrity ? Pomp. Didn't come wid anybody. I come alone. Hez. With so much force, speed. Pomp. Oh, vou means wat makes me come in? Hez. Ya'as." Pomp. Why, you rung de bell. € SEEING BOSTING. Hez. Why, so I did. I forgot I was wantin' to see you. Pomp. Well, I'se hyar. Hez. Yes, but it kinder 'pears to rnc that you come in most too prompt- Pomp. Dat's wat de boss sed — be prompt. Hez. Ya'as, well, after this when I ring I'm going to find a safe place to stand. But say my colored friend, I've been a usin' you a leetle kinder rough. But I hope you don't think hard of me do you? Pomp. Dat's all right massa. I don't take no fences. Hez. I'm glad to hear it, come shake, (they shake hands, Pomp doubles up; and makes a toy face, pulls his hand, away and stands looking at fingers) Now Cuffy, I'm hungry enough to eat a baked hoss, an' I want some supper. Pomp. 'Clar to gracious massa, I believes we's just out ob hoss. Can't you fink ob somefin' else. Hez. (angry) Blast yer tarnation picture, do you think I'd eat hoss meat, do you think I'm a cannibal — Pomp. We ain't got any ob dem either. Hez. You're enough to rile a saint. You black lump of charcoal, yeou— yeou — dod rotted, cantankerous — Pomp. Can't help it massa, we mos' always has all dem fellers, but dar ain't any in de market now, an' we hab jes used up de las ob de cantanks, an' — Hez. (very angry) Shet up your jaw yeou — yeou— Pomp. Yes dat's me. Hez. Yeou — yeou — (strikes Pomp who falls, Hez rushes o/l., Pomp gets up slowly Pomp. Am dis me, or am dis some udder feller. Let's see. (feels in one yockct) Nuffin' in dat pocket, (feels in the other) Nuffin' in dat one. I gess dis mus' be me. But whar am dat udder feller, he knowed he'd better be a gettih' out ob dis, case why dis nigger's got 'bout enough ob dis business, if he gibs me any more ob his lip, I'll jam him till his grandmudder won't know him, I'se done gone an' took his abuse jest long enough. Ob course, I'se nuffln but a nigger, but then a nigger has got feelin's just de same as de white folks. Be Sperm Court rendered out its decision an' dis yer child's gwan to stan' up for his rights. I'se gwan to warm dat feller I is. (exit, E. Enter Hezekiah, c. Hez. Wall, I feel better. I swow they set a purty good table in this 'ere establishment, them there leetle biscuits was boss. I jest got away with seventeen of 'em — wonder what's become of thatdarkey. I rather think I've settled his hash fur the present. That makes me think about that fight I had with Sam Clark down at the pole-raisin', down in Swaptown. Gosh, but that was a bad fight, you see he struck me fust an' knocked me down, but Jerusalem, I was on my feet again quicker nor scat, an' the fust lick I made, I knocked his front teeth right down his throat, an' you ought to have seen him strike fur the tall timber. Haw — haw — (holds his sides and laughs Enter Pomp quickly, R., with club, strikes Hezekiah who falls. Pomp drops club and spars around stage. Pomp. Bar, wot I told you, dar ain't any ob dem kind ob fellers got any business foolin' wid dis nigger. (Hezekiah gets up slowly gets club and goes l.) Dey dassent stan' afore dis nigger when he's got his mad up. (spars at curtain, r. — Hezekiah strikes him without club — Pomp falls but jumps W quickly) Whoop! Golly who frowed dat brick? (sees Hezekiah and rushes of b. Hez. (swinging hat) Scrabbletown forever! » CURTAIN, "SIMPLY IMMENSE!" Is the verdict of every Company which produces it, and every one who reads it! TWO HOURS OF CONTINUAL SCREAMS OF LAUGHTER! THE FUNNIEST OF ALL COMEDIES, 9 AN i= AFFLICTED FAMILY; OR, A DOCTOR WITHOUT A DIPLOMA: By Malcolm S. Taylor. Just published from the author's original manuscript. There is always a demand for a Play which is funny, and written in such a way as to b« easily represented as regards scenery, and not too difficult in its represen- tation. This comedy will be found all that is desired. The following Is a description of the characters : C. Crotchet, i retired merchant, sick in the spleen B. Frizzy, a barber addicted to panning and scrape* Dr. G. Linton, a practical physician, troubled with patient* L. Staple, a young merchant, subject to bashfulnesa Clarence, a student, inclined to ale John Henry, a man servant, complaining of nothing to d