After Taps
By Rachel Baker Gale and George M. Baker
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After Taps - Rachel Baker Gale
Rachel Baker Gale, George M. Baker
After Taps
Published by Good Press, 2019
goodpress@okpublishing.info
EAN 4064066183981
Table of Contents
CHARACTERS.
ACT I. SHOT IN THE BACK.
ACT II. AFTER TAPS.
ACT III. HOME AGAIN.
CHARACTERS.
Table of Contents
Act
I.—Shot in the back.
Act
II.—After Taps.
Scene 1.
—Noon.
Scene 2.
—Evening.
Act
III.—Home Again.
Costumes of the period.
Copyright, 1891, by Rachel E. Baker.
AFTER TAPS.
ACT I.
SHOT IN THE BACK.
Table of Contents
Scene.
—Handsome apartment in the house of
Colonel Graham
in
Baltimore
. Door opening into hall, centre. Wide window,
R.C.
Mantel with fireplace
L.
in flat. Glass over mantel. Door
R.
in flat. Table
L.C.
Lamp on table, books. Chair beside table
L.
Arm-chair near mantel. Door
L.
in flat. Curtain raised to tune of Yankee Doodle,
by drum and fife at head of a company of Union troops, seen passing window.
Polly Primrose
, discovered with duster in hand, alternately peeping out of window and dancing about stage, singing.
Polly
(sings).
"Father and I went down to camp,
Along with Captain Gooding;
And there we saw the girls and boys,
As thick as hasty pudding.
Yankee Doodle keep it up,
Yankee Doodle Dandy,
Mind the music and the steps,
And with the girls be handy."
(Speaks.)
Another thousand of Maine's boys marching down into Dixie. Bless their dear hearts! If this keeps on much longer, there will be none left for the hopeful Down-East girls and full-blown spinsters, whose natural expectations are warm corners in the hearts of these brave heroes. What a queer lot of men. Some have left their sweethearts behind them, I suppose. Heigho! There's no one to leave me behind. When I think of the good times Down East, it just makes my mouth water. I'd give a week's wages to catch a glimpse of some familiar face. (Coming down.) I wish I were a man. Nothing I'd like better than to join those ranks and march with them; but here I must stay and dust chairs (dusts spitefully) and tables. I know the military tic-tacs—no, that isn't right. I mean tactics. (Executes manual with duster.) Present—arms—no—feathers. Order—feathers. Indeed, I'd like to, for my next winter's bonnet, if there were only some one to pay the bill. Right shoulder, feathers. (Carries duster to left, in place of right.) Ha, ha, if any one could see me now, they would take me for a condensed, awkward squad. (Music outside.
Polly
marches up and down with duster at right shoulder.) I can feel the military thrill down to the tips of my toes. Think of the excitement when the bugle calls, and you hear the cry, Charge feathers—charge!
(Charges with duster at door
C.
, into the face of
Bijah Bright
, who appears with flag; he is bespattered with mud.)
Bijah.
Phew! pooh—ah, choh! (Sneezes.) What are you trying to do, smother a fellow? Giving us the great Othello act, with me as Desdemona! (Looks at
Polly
.) Why, no!—yes, it is, Polly—Polly Primrose.
Polly.
Bijah Bright! Well, I declare!
Bijah
(taking both of
Polly's
hands). Why, the sight of you is good for a pair of diseased optics.
Polly.
But why are you here in this house?
Bijah.
It must have been the magnetism of your bright eyes, Polly. When I was marching along, I felt so drawn towards this house, sez I to myself, sez I, here, Bijah, is the place to find rest for your weary bones, and rations for an aching void. And, behold, I find you, my long-lost treasure. (Tries to embrace
Polly
, who steps aside.) Ah, Polly Primrose, the way you've played tag with that vital organ of my being, the heart that beats for you alone, would frighten any other man, but I've jest made up my mind—
"A sweetheart's a sweetheart,
As all the world knows,
And Polly's my Polly,
Wherever she goes."
Polly.
Don't be so sure of that, Mr. Bright. Don't flatter yourself that you are the only man that calls me, My Polly.
Bijah.
Let me but find him. He'll wish he hadn't been born.
Polly
(laughing). Same Bijah Bright. Don't be worried (coquettishly), for I think