{"1": {"fulltext": "PS 3513\\n.E55 R4\\n1900\\nCopy 1\\nNNOCN\\n\u00c2\u00bboo\u00c2\u00ab\\nK3C\\n\u00c2\u00bbCX3f\\nTHE REFORMATION\\nOF A\\nwv vwWw W^WW*\u00c2\u00a3W^W^ v\u00c2\u00a3W\\nA Comedy In Three Acts.\\nI\\nI\\nI\\nm\\nr -n\\nm;mim:i. print. Erie, k \\\\ns\u00c2\u00ab\\nC%\u00c2\u00a3\\n\u00c2\u00bbCOt\\nOw\\nJ", "height": "5235", "width": "3390", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "", "height": "5233", "width": "3185", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "THE\\nREFORMATION\\nOF A\\nLIAR.\\nA Comedy in Three Acts.\\nCopyright, 1900, by ALVA GEORGE.\\nTrie, Kansas.\\n1 900.", "height": "5289", "width": "3033", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "OPIE^\\nCAST OF CHARACTERS.\\ns-mmr*\\nJ N I B B L E T ON I B B S\\nDeidrxch.\\nMephistito.\\nSnooks,\\nRukdy. D ^37l\\nNibbs, Sr.\\nSmith.\\nOTatrick.\\nMcDennis.\\nCoon.\\nMrs. McGintv.\\nKatrina,\\nKs.M KKALDA.\\nL.\\\\ 1)1 i;s, KTC.\\n^I ^^^^r\\ntwo weeks after McCJiuiy went to ih bottom ol the sea", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "THE REFORMATION OF A LIAR.\\nAct i. Exterior Mrs. McGitity discovered sealed on rustic seat\\ndressed in excessive mourning Laughter heard.\\nMrs. McG. How can the world indulge in unseemly mirth, while\\npoor dear McGitity lies at the bottom of the sea?\\n(Enter Katrina, with clog in baby carriage, leading a child by a\\n(string.\\nKatrina, I m a lone, lorn widow! Poor dear McGinty s gone to\\nthe bottom of the sea!\\nKat. Unt I, too, vas a poor, poor vidow for mine dear Deidrich vas\\ndead (Takes Mrs. McG s haxdkkkciiikf and wipes iiki;\\neves) dead! Wipes eves) dead!\\nWipes dog s c\\\\ es and hands handkerchief back. Exeunt Mrs\\n(McGinty, and Katrina, severally. Enter Deidrich, smoking\\n(large pipe.\\nDeid. O, dere vas mine Katrina O, she v ill be surprises yen she\\nsee me I haf peen from home gone a veek unt tree munt. She\\ntinks me dead, hut I vas deadless. she ill he surprise veil she\\nsee me so not dead as I vas I tinks dot vas mine Katrino com-\\ning back 1 vas us,\\n(Extending arms to embrace hep. Knter Mephistito\\nDer Teufcl!\\nMkimi, No, i am the devil s younger brother.\\n1_ ici i lsh dot so? Shake! I vas .1 lawyer mineself.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "Mepii. No, I will shake [muds wuh anybody else hut alawyer. Law\\nvers, for the m st part, are\\nverv nice gentlemen, but ihev have bad\\nitions, and I cannot afford to risk mine by associating with\\nthem. But, at least we can smo -e the pipe of j ene\\n(Takes pipe. As Mephistilo puis it to his mouth, red Hames\\n(flash up. Returns pipe to lyeidrich who is somewhat Startled,\\n(but resumes smoking.\\nDeid. Unt you vas kin folks mit Satan?\\nMeph. I vas.\\nDeid. Veil, I links von find goot many of your family in dese parts.\\nMeph. And nr.iy 1 account you as one of our family?\\nDeid. No, I vas play de devil sometimes, but dot vas all.\\nMeph. At least, we may look forward to a warm acquaintance in the\\nfuture.\\nDeid. (Looking him over carefully,) But vere vas de horns?\\n(Deidrich illustrates with finger np the side of his head.\\n(Long- horns suddenly appear on Mephistito s head. He laughs\\n(Exit Mephistit Deidrich again startled, hnt resumes smok-\\n(ing.\\nI vonder if dot vas mine Katrina coming back? No, it vas dot\\nidow voman female!\\nExit hastily. Enter Mrs. McGinly, also Snooks and Bundy.\\n(Snooks and Bundy are dudishlv dressed, both very easily abash-\\ned.\\nMrs. McG. Gentlemen, McGinty s gone to to the boitom ot the, sea!\\nSno. Y-y-yvs. I heard he was g-g-g going, but I d-d-didn t Know\\nhe was gone; and madam, p-p-permit me to wemark that the s--s--\\nsun is ninety million miles from the earth and this is B\u00e2\u0080\u0094B\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Bundy\\nmadam.\\nB-B Bundy don t talk much, but when B\u00e2\u0080\u0094B\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Bundy does talk, mad-\\nam, I I look out for facts.\\n(Exit Mrs. McG., without listening to him.\\nSnooks. B-B Bundy 4 I have just d discovered that the atmosphere is\\np p-pwessing on meat the wale of f-f fifteen p-p-pounds to the\\nsquare inch. I d-d don t believe I can stand it much longer.\\n(Enter J. Nibbletoii Nibbs, with Coon following, carrying two\\n(large grips.\\nXii .ns. Excuse the curio.-itv of a stranger, gentlemen, but are you\\nmen of families?", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "Y-Y-Yes sir. I am of the Snooks family; I was b-b-born in\\nKentucky.\\nAnd I was born 2111 orphan, but I gradually merged into a liar.\\nMy name is Nibbs, J. Nibbleton Nibbs, late of Chicago. I m the\\ngreatest liar on earth. My next ambition is to be the greatesl liar\\nin Kansas,\\no. I-I-I m a direct descendant of my g-g-graud -father, Phillip\\nSnooks.\\nNib. Allow me to congratulate you. I m the man who got even with\\nthe Spaniards for blowing up the Maine; I blew her down again.\\nSno. Tn-th-thisis B-B -Bundy.\\nNib. Ah, happy to meet you Bundy. Bundy reminds me of the Ger-\\nman Emperor, so quiet and reserved. Ever meet the German\\nEmperor? No! Old chum of mine. We never got along well to-\\ngether. He used to say I couldn t be trusted. But he was mistak-\\nen. Quite a number of people have trusted me, and they re trust-\\ning me yet.\\nSno. B-B-Bundy don t t-t-talk much, but when B-B-Bundy does\\ntalk, 1-1-look out for facts.\\nNib. Speaking of facis reminds me of the North Pole. I m the only-\\nman in the world who knows the facts about the North Pole.\\nSome people say there s no pole there; but, Gentlemen, I saw the\\npole. Some years ago L started out to explore the Arctic regions\\nand finally succeeded in reaching the North Pole. There s a va-\\ncant space of some ten or fifteen acres, and right in the center of\\nthat stands the polo. It s a very ordinary looking pole, three feet\\nin diameter, thirty feet high on top there s a sort of cross-beam\\nfor wild geese to roost on. But we ll let that pass now and come\\ndown to business. I suppose, Gentlemen, you d like to look at my\\nsamples.\\n(Coon arranges samples.\\nThese are photographs of ladies who are engaged to me. I can t\\nmarry all of them myself, so I am looking for men who can.\\nWhenever I meet a woman I fall violently in love with her: she\\nmay he handsome, or sue mav be homely; she may be a sensible\\nwoman, or she may chew gum but it comes on me just the same.\\n(Hands on heart.)\\nAt present these ladies are all in love with me. I engage tq trans-\\nfer their affections to oil for a stated sum, merely a nominal sum", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "to cover postage, etc. The pi ice is marked in plain figures. One\\nprice to all. A child can huy as cheap as the most expert man.\\n(Showing photographs.\\nThis one s a treasure. Chicago widow. Been married five times.\\nErected a magnificent monument to each of her husbands. The\\nman who marries her will he sine of a good tombstone.\\nThis one s peculiar. She wants a man who never talks about the\\nweather. I never talk about the weather mvself and that s why she\\nfell in love with me. Speaking about the weather reminds me of\\nthe time I was up in New England. One bright October after-\\nnoon I was walking along the banks of a little lake, they call it\\nFrog lake; when the weather suddenly turned cold. That lake\\nfroze so quick the frogs didn t have time to get their heads under\\nwater. The next day I walked around on the ice and kicked off\\nfrogs heads by the dozens.\\nThis one has a rich father. Contrariest man I ever met. Even\\nhis food don t agree with him.\\nHere s one that looks like the Goddess of Liberty. Ever meet the\\nGoddess of Liberty? No! Intimate friend of mine. Fact is, I m\\ndistantly related to her family. Most tender-hearted woman ever\\nmet.\\nThis one s romantic. She wants a man who knows all about agri-\\nculture. I know all about agriculture myself. An uncle of mine\\nused to run a dairy farm on the Milky Way. Kept five hundred\\ncows. I milked all of them, night and morning, for six years. Bv\\nthe way, Gentlemen, do you kn^w why a cow chews her cud?\\nSn t O. N-n-U-UO. (BUNDY SHAKES HIS HEAD\\nNiB. Simplv a provision of nature, that s all.\\nThis one s sentimental. She wants a man with a soul. I told her\\nI had a soul, and she loved me with all the devotion of the north-\\nern star! Ah, for her, there was no sun shine but in my smile; no\\nno music but in my voice; no laughter but in my jokes; but she\\ncan t love a man unless he has a soul. I m looking for a man with\\na soul. (Enter Mephistito.) Excuse the audacity of a stran^.\\ner, hut have von a soul?\\nMkimi, I ha\\\\e souis to burn. I am the devil s you iger brother.\\nNip,. Happy lo meet you. I m the nephew of the man in the moon.\\nMeimi. I have often heard my brother speak of you.\\nNir. es, I m an intimate friend of vour brother.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "Meph, My brother regards you with especial consideration.\\nNib. You flatter me\\nMeph. Not at all. You remember the old proverb, A bird in the\\nhand is worth two in the bush, and we have no hesitancy in re-\\ngarding you as a bird in the hand.\\nNib. Don t mention it. You know I m a very modest man.\\nMeph. Modest!\\nNib. Yes, I m as easily shocked as a sheaf of wheat. Gentlemen, allow\\nme t\u00c2\u00bb present my friend from Hades. (Snooks and bundy much\\nagitated.) 1 have never been to Ha:ies myself, but I ve been to\\nChicago.\\nSno. B-B-3-Bundy d-d-don t talk much, b-b-b\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\n(Nibbs takes out two cigars, hands one to Misphistito.\\nNib. 1 don t know that I m related to your family, but I m the devil of\\na liar.\\nSno. But when B-B-Buudy does talk, 1-1-look out facts.\\n(Nibbs strikes match to light Mephistito s cigar. Red flame\\n(flashes from it. Mephistito strolls off. Nibbs lights his cigar\\n(holding it at arms length, ohows photograph.\\nNib. This one s an old maid. Speaking of old maids reminds me of\\nother days* Listen although I am not a peacocK, yet I can a tale\\nunfold. I was boi n an orphan. I was brought up by a pair of\\nPuritanic old maids. Th^y had peculiar ideas about raising chil-\\ndren. They never lied to me. Consequently I never knew it was\\npossible to tell anything but the exact truth. In the bright lexicon\\nof my youth there was no such word as falsehood. At the age of\\nsixteen it was impossible for me to shade the truth, even with an\\numoiella. A few days later I went to Chicago. There the bound-\\nless opportunities of prevarication first dawned upon my horizon.\\nI became a pupil of Ananias.\\nFor five long and weary years I studied the art of lying. To-day\\nI can lie without a pillow. But we ll let that pass now and come\\ndown to business. Yonder s the most beautiful woman I ever saw\\nin the whole course of my life. (Hands on heart.) It s coming\\n\u00c2\u00a9n me again. Excuse me while I go and exchange hearts with\\nher. My brother will show you the samples.\\n(Indicating Coon. Exit Nibbs.\\nno. A.r-r-re you his b-b-brother?", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "Coon. I is.\\nSno. 13\u00e2\u0080\u0094 B\u00e2\u0080\u0094 But what makes your c-c-comp)exions so different?\\nCoon, I was bawn in de dark oi de moon.\\n(Enter Deidrich. Exeunt Snooks and Bundy.\\nDeid. I vonder vere mine Katrina vas gone? O, I vas all anxietied\\nalong mil impatience to see her Vas you see anytings of mine\\nKatrina?\\nCoon. Yis, sah, dar s a woman, sah, what look like she lose sumpin,\\nsah. Mebby you s it.\\nDeid. No, dot vas dot McGinty s vife, vat drown deded, unt died.\\nHut I vas necessary find mine Katrina. I vas die of old age if I\\nvaits vim litile minutes longer. O, I vas extracted mit yearnings\\nin mine heart! I vish I vas not so loving dispositions as I vas!\\n(Exit Deid. Enter Nibbs and Katrina, Nibbs has camera.\\nNib. I want your picture to wear next my heart.\\n(Nibbs places her in position. Coon bends over. Nibbs places\\n(camera on his hack, cover* -his own head with the cloth. Katri-\\n(na hears Deidrich s voice off, and looks around.\\nKat. O, it vas Deidrich, unt he vas not dead! O, I vas necessary\\nto faint! I vas necessary to faint!\\n(She makes several efforts to faint, finally lies down up stage.\\n(Enter Deidrich, stands in Katrina s position. Nibbs looks up\\n(amazed.\\nDeid. I vas lost mine Katrina.\\nNib. Shake, I ve lost mine too.\\nKat. O, I vas fainted. I vas fainted hard\\nDeid. O, 1 vas found mine Katrina!\\nNib, Shake, I ve found mine too.\\n(They congratulate each other.\\nKat. Deidy dear, you vas not such a corpse as you look.\\n(Deidrich and Katrina embrace. Nibbs separates them.\\nNib. I can t stand it, I really can t.\\nDeid. Veil, but if I i an shtand it, vat vas it to you?\\nKat. Deidy dear, he vas my fi-ann-cy", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": ")EID. Yr\\nit?\\nat. (Weeping.) My next!\\nIB. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Nibbs, J. Nibbletou\\nNibbs, late of Chicago. I m the greatest li (Hastily checks\\nhimself.) r I mean, I m the greatest slight-of-hand performer\\non earth. Look at that hat, just a plain, ordinary hat. You would\\nhardly suppose I had taken the Phillipine Islands out of that hat,\\nwould you? Fact. Some years ago, while giving an exhibition\\nof my wonderful powers of magic, I took the entire Phillipine\\nArchipeligo, natives and all, out of that hat.\\nThere has been some speculation as to the exact origin of the\\nPhillipine Islands. I m the only man in the world who knows the\\nfacts in the case. I took them right out of that hat. But we ll let\\nthat pass now and come down to business. There stands the only\\nwoman lever !oved!\\nDeid. Unt, likevise, moreover, mineself, me too.\\nNib. She s everything to me\\nDeid. Veil, she vas most every tings t\u00c2\u00a9 me.\\nNib. I love her with my whole heart\\nDeid. Unt I vas love her mit mine whole heart, unt more too.\\nNib. I can t live without her!\\nDeid. Unt I vas dittoed.\\nNib. Be generous, give her up to me\\nDeid. Ask any tings but dot!\\nNib. What! will you see me die?\\nDeid. No, I v ill yust shut mine eyes.\\nNib. (kneeling.) Sir, I was born an orphan! I admit it was an\\nunwise thing to do, but I was ignorant of the ways ot the world at\\nthe time.\\nDeid. (kneeling.) Sir, she vas mine vife\\nKat. (kneeling.) Deidy dear, I tough t you vas dead\\nDeid. (rising.) Vat a nisfortune it vas to a man being dead some-\\ntimes! (others rise.) Veil, if I gomprehend de sittyvation\\nalong mit brop^rjudgment, it vas sometings like dis You vas\\nlovelier so veil you vas notable to live separated from mi tout her:\\n(Nibbs assknts.) unt I vas love her so veil I vas not able to\\nlive separated from mitout her.\\nNib. And one of us must live with her, and the other die without her.\\nDeid. Unt the qvestion is, vich? (Enter Mephistito.)\\nMeph. I can settle that question in ?i moment. I will Hip a penny;\\nheads, she s yours (Dbidrich); tails, she s yours, (Nibbs.)", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "(Nibbs and Deidrich take positions at oppsite sides of stage, fac-\\ning front. Both greatly agitated. Mephistito flips the penny\\nNib. Break it to me gently, brother, break it to me gently.\\nDeid. I vonder, vas it come down yet?\\nMeph. Heads.\\nNib. That is what a man gets for being born an orphan\\nDeid. (Very much agitated) Vat vas it?\\nMeph. Heads.\\nDeid. Heads! O, I vas born ven de lucky stars vas running the ad-\\nministrations\\n(Starts to embrace her, fat, can t get close enough.\\nI tinks you vas better come alongside. (They embrace.) O, I\\nvas shtrictly inside of it!\\nNib. O, for some swift means of death!\\nCoon. Allow me, sah, to lend you my razah, sah. (Shows large\\nrazor.)\\nNib. (Takes razor, feels edge, hands it back.) No, I ll not\\nshed my blood nor scar this alabaster throat. I ll die of a broken\\nheart instead. Sir, please drop a tear on my memory sometime\\nwhen you are walking the floor all night long, keeping step to a\\nbabe s song. Good by.\\nDeid. Mine frient, I vas veeping for you already; unt, ven in de\\ncourse of human events you vas become ashes, den peace be mit\\nyour ashes Goot py.\\nNib. Hold I have an idea, there s nothing strange or unusual about\\nthat; I simply mention it as a sort of prelude, or introductory re-\\nmarks, so to speak hut somewhere in my worldly experience I\\nhave heard something about two best out of three.\\nMeph. Certainly. All ready again.\\nDeid. Again! O, vas I necessary suffer all dot shtrain on mine ner-\\nvous gonstitution all over, vunce more again de segond time?\\nMeph. Ready?\\nDeid. Vait! I vant to gomprehension de sittyvation along mit right\\nunderstandings. Yust vun times flip im vas not according to de\\npurposes of Hoyle?\\nMeph. It vas not,\\nDeid. O, mine poor nerves!\\nMeph. All ready?\\nDeid. Vait! It vas two times get it along mit tree times try it?", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "M\\nMeph. It vas.\\nDeid. O, I vish I vas not so loving dispositions as I vas! (Mephisti-\\nTO FLIPS PENNY.)\\neph. Tails.\\nDeid. Tails! O, mine heart vas cracked\\nriB. Shake, madam, it s coming our way.\\n(Deidrich groans and agonizes. Two ladies rush in.\\nLadies. (To Deidrich). What s the matter?\\nDeid. Humph?\\nLadies. What s the matter?\\nDeid. It vas tails\\n(Breaks into great grief. Enter Mrs. McGinty.\\nMcG. Has the poor man just discovered that McGinty s gone to the\\nbottom of the sea? (Kneei.s.by Deidrich.) Sympathetic heart,\\nlet me weep with thee\\nDeid. (Aside.) O, it vas dot vidow voman female again! I tinks\\nMcGinty be so light-hearted getting avay from her dot he vould\\nnot sink.\\nMeph. All ready again.\\nDeid. No, no, I vas not able to shtand dot any more, mine constitu-\\ntion vas too delicate. I vas love her along mit magnificent affec-\\ntions, but I vill give her oop. (takes katrina and leads her\\nto nibbs.) You vas together made for vnn-anodder. She vas\\nyours. Mine frient, you vas bossess de briceless treasure. Dake\\ngare of her along rait great tenderness, unt she live de magnificent\\nage. She tinks me dead. I vill become dead. Veep for me ven\\nde day vas dark unt dreary. Goot py. (exit Deidrich-)\\nMeph. We will leave you together, (exit Mephistito.)\\nNib. Now, madam, let s take the photograph*\\n(Same position as before. Nibbs takes photograph, then takes\\n(out note book and writes.\\nNo. 76; Name, Katrina; General description, Dutch; Age, 30, etc.\\nPrice, $20. (Enter Snooks and Bundy.)\\nExcuse me, madam, I have business with these gentlemen. I will\\nsee you later. Meanwhile, you can attend your first husband s\\nfuneral, (exit Katrina.)", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "Nib. (Showing photographs.) I assure you, Gentlemen, that these\\nphotographs are all genuine; goods in all cases guaranteed equal to\\nsamples shown. Look at that, Gentlemen there s a complexion\\nthat s warranted to wash.\\nThere s a dear girl. Most expensive courtship I ever had. Even\\nthe man in the moon who witnessed our vows claimed his witness\\nfees the next day.\\nThat one lives out west. Ever been out west? No? Great\\ncountry I traveled three seasons out there as the advance agent\\nof a cyclone.\\nThis one is noted for the graceful manner in which she holds up\\nher skirts when crossing a muddy streets Speaking of hold-ups, I\\nknew of a case where the piers held up a bridge.\\nThere is one with a pug nose, but that s a small matter.^ Speaking\\nof small matters re niuds me of an ant I had once that lost a leg,\\nbut that was a small matter, ii had five legs left.\\nThis one runs a ranch in Texas. Raises mules for the Boston\\nmarket. I know all about mules. (entek Esmeralda.)\\nEsm. See here, Mr. J. Nibbleton Nibbs, you ve gone back on me for\\nthat Dutch woman\\nNib. Be calm, Esmeralda, be calm I m going bacK on the Dutch\\nwoman too.\\nEsm. My heart is broken\\nNib. Excuse me, Esmeralda, you mean my heart is broken.\\nEsm. Your heart?\\nNib. Ah, Esmeralda, do you not remember one balmy night when the\\nmoon shone bright, I gave you mv heart and you gave me yours?\\nThen it must be my heart that you have there all mangled and\\ncrushed. Your heart (putting hand on heart), as near as I can\\ntell, is all right.\\nEsm. See here, Mr. Nibbs, I ve got three step-fathers in Chicago, and\\nthey all say you ve got to marry me, dead or alive.\\nNib. Esmeralda, it breaks my heart to say it, but I m married already!\\nEsm. Married!\\nNib. Listen three weeks ago I tell into the hands of a wicked and\\ndesigning woman. We sat at a table playing dominoes. Angry\\nfoot-steps were heard. Tis my father she cried, conceal your-\\nself in that room, or he will kill you! My first impulse was to\\ndie, ail 1 then I realized that I could not die without seeing once\\nmore my darling Esmeralda! I concealed myself. Unfortunately,", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "the family cat a few days before had given birth to a litter of forty\\nkittens in that room. Suddenly I stepped on twenty-five of the\\nkittens. Hastily shifting my position, I stepped on fifty more.\\nWell, to make a long story short, I was discovered. The father\\nand nineteen brothers, armed with revolvers and battle-axes, form-\\ned a hollow-square before the door. I drew my sword and rushed\\nto the attack. I had just killed the father and twenty-seven of the\\nbrothers, when a cyclone struck the house and broke my sword.\\nBeing disarmed, I was obliged to yield. The next day I married\\nher, and on the following day I committed suicide.\\nIsm. You committed suicide\\nNib. Yes, Esmeralda, I now belong to the silent army of the dead,\\nbut I m out on a furlough.\\nEsm. (taking his hand and weeping.) Good by, Nibbleton. I\\nwill go and put on mourning for you. (exit Esmeralda.)\\nNib. As I was going on to say, Gentlemen, when interrupted*; I know\\nall about mules. There isn t a man on earth who knows more\\nabout mules than I do, unless he s a bigger liar than I am. At the\\nage of sixteen I was considered the best mule-driver in California.\\nDo I ever swear at mules? I^o. (exeunt Snooks and Bundy,\\nsilently.) Some folks think mules have a special appreciation\\nof profanity. All a mistake. It s the noise. A man makes more\\nnoise when he swears, that s the secret of it. I used to carry a tin\\ncan along and beat it at intervals.\\nA mule is usually a man of one idea, a horror of industry. I have\\nassociated with mules so much it has affected me. A mule never\\nbreeds. It has various reasons for it, but has never made any of\\nthem public\\n(Enter Nibbs, Sr.\\nNibbs, Sr. Sir, you have lied to me!\\nNib. Y-y-yes, I suppose I have. I don t remember the particular lie,\\nhut that s immaterial.\\nNib. Sr. Sir, you impudent scoundrel! do you mean to tell your own\\nfather to his face, that you have lied to him?\\nMib. (Much moved.) Don t, don t take it to heart, father; I, I ve\\nlied to other men too.\\nN t ib. Sr. To other men, but not to women? Tell me, my boy, that\\nyou have never lied to a woman\\nNib. Never! never!", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "Nib. Sr. Thanks, my boy! May that blot never stain the escutcheon\\nof a Nibbs! But tell me the cause of )Oiir fall.\\nNib. Alas, I had no ashes to throw on the sidewalk!\\nNib. Sr. Sir?\\nNib. Listen I was born an orphan\\nNib. Sr. What?\\nNib. I said I was born your-son and that fact, permit me to remark\\nparenthetically, is one of my most delightful recollections.\\n(His father shakes his hand.\\nAnd when I was born sir, I was as innocent as a new-laid egg.\\nNib. Sk. You looked it, my son, you looked it.\\nNib. Ah, yes, in that innocent morn ot my existence, even a lie would\\nhave been the truth if I had told it! But at the age of sixteen I\\nwent to Chicago,\\nNib. Sr. Twenty-six, my boy, twenty-six. It was only a year ago.\\nJN ib. That s a mere matter of detail. The important point is, I went\\nto Chicago. And taking a guileless youth t Chicago is like send-\\ning him out on an icy morning without ashes,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 pardon the figure of\\nspeech and Lo-d-ay, I am sorry to say, sorry to say, even the truth\\nwould be a lie if I should utter it.\\nNib. Sr. Say no more.\\nNib. But I protest I could say more. Never saw the time I couldn t.\\nIN ib. Sk. Say no more. My boy, I forgive you. I w T as something of\\na ;iar as self in Chicago. Chicago s a very wicked place.\\nNib. Wicked I should say so. Even the beef-steak s tough in Chi-\\ncago.\\nNib. Sr. I ve noticed it myself. But now, my boy, that you are away\\nfrom that wicked place, you must reform.\\nNib. I will, lather, but it will be a terrible ordeal!\\nNib. Sr. I m *i\\\\re of it, my son, but we ll all help you. (exit.)\\nNlJB mule, as 1 \\\\\\\\a^ going tc say when interrupted, has but one pur-\\nio kill time. (Looking off.) But there s the m st\\nbeautiful woman i ever saw in all the course of my life, (hands\\nit s coming on me again. B\\\\ Jove, two of them J\\nof the most beautiful omen I ever saw in my life. O, it s\\nmining o\\\\\\\\ tin and again! (Enter two ladies.)\\n(Til FY BOW VERY SLIGHTLY.)\\nBy I ladies, may 1 be permitted to enquire whether or not\\nlast roM of summer i- still in bloom? I hey take no no-\\nSpeaking of summer reminds me of that memorable occa-\\nn 1 led i he Meirimae into the harbor of Santiago.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "irst Lady. TheMerrimac!\\nSecond Lady. Santiago\\nSoth. O, it s Lieutenant Hobson! (They kiss him.)\\n(An elderly woman rushes up to him. He kisses her very re\\n(luctantly. Other women, old and young, white and colored, rush\\n(upon the stage, crying, It s Lieutenant Hobson!\\nib. Tust a word, ladies. I was born an orphan, and on that account\\nit s mv custom at this particular time of day to faint. It has grown\\nto be such a habit with me that I really have a head-ache if I don t\\nfaint at this particular time of day. And with your kind permis-\\nsion, ladies, and expressing the hope that I will meet you all again\\nsoon, I will now withdraw to my private apartments and faint.\\n(Curtain.)\\n(Curtain rises and Nibbs comes forward.\\nib. My brother will attend to mv affairs in my absence.\\n(Coon comes forward grinning. The women scream, some faint,\\n(and some rush offstage.\\nEnd ot Act i.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "Act. ii. Exterior. Deidrich discovered smoking.\\nDeid. Veil, I tought it vonld kill me ven I lose mine- Katrina; hut\\nvfis able to shmoke yet., (smokes) Ven I vants to know vas; I\\ndead or alive, I yust shmoke. (smokes) Unt veu Igan t shmoke\\nI knows I vas dead.\\n(Enter Smith, with two revolvers, shoots.\\nSm. My name ih Col. K. Hamhletonian Smith of Texas, and I am look\\ning for an orphan.\\nDeid. Veil, yon vas come to de right blaee. I vas an orphan mine-\\nself. I vas yust lose mine vife\\n8m. Sir, the man who trifles with me trifles with fatality, sir!\\n(Shoves revolver in Deidrich s face.\\nDeid. Mine frient, it vas no use showing dose fire-arms to me, I\\ndon t vant to buy any.\\nSm. Permit me once more to inform yon sir, that my name is Col. K.\\nHambletonian Smith of Texas, and I am here on business. Mv\\nniece runs a ranch in Texas. Raises mules for the Boston market.\\nAn orphan from Chicago trifled with her affections. And permi.\\nme to inform yon confidentially, sir, that it s against the law in\\nTexas for a Chicago orphan to trifle with the affections of a woman\\nwho raises mules for the Boston market;!\\n(Shoots, and exit. Woman with flowers in her hand crosses\\n(stage.\\nDeid. Dot vas Vilhelmiua.\\n(Smokes, suddenly rises.\\nVait, vait, I vas come into possession of a teory I vas not died\\nvas lose mine Katrina because I vas love mine Vilhelmiua yust\\nso soon as I vas lose mine Katrina right avay. Ah, now de mvs-\\nU iy vas cleared oop along mit de clouds rolled avay I vas love\\nmine Vilhelmiua list as much nnt more too as I vas love Katrina\\nven I vas uo\u00c2\u00ab lose her yet. O, I vas so loving dispositions mit mine\\nheart! Unt !ere vas mine Vilhelmiua sitting along mit de top side\\nof a log, togedder mit flowers nnt romances growing all aronnt herJ", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "O, it vms yust de blace to dell her she vas de segond only vomans in\\nall de vorld vat I could love along mit mine entire heart all to\\nredder! O, it vas a shance in a thousand-five-hundred! Vunce\\nmore, de segond time again, I vas shtrictly inside of it Unt il-\\nhelmiua vas shtrictly inside of it too, only she vas not know it yet\\nShe vas entirely ignorance of my intentions at her; unt vere ig-\\nnorance vas bliss, visdom v ill be extatics But stand still! I vas\\nnot slow enough. If 1 break into her dese news along mit unex-\\npected snddeness, she vas die mi*, over-production of choy, vich\\nvould no be according to de purposes of mine gonscience. Here\\nvas mine frient Nibbs. I vill yust have him separate de news to\\nher along mit broper brocrastiuations. (enter Nibbs.)\\nDo you know dot vomans?\\nNib, Do I know that womau? do I know her? She s my wife!\\nDeid. Your vife!\\nNib. Yes. Married her not five mini tes ago. The poor creature foU\\nlowed me about for weeks, ^he wotilt. weep on my doorstep all\\nnight, she would laugh at mv jokes all day. This morning she\\ncame into my presence, and placing a dagger at h*r breast, said,\\n4* Wed me or I die! I am compassionate, I am tender-hearted, I\\nam full of the milk of human kindness. I married her.\\nDeid. Mine frient, if de\u00c2\u00bbe vas a voman in dese parts vat you haf wot\\nintentions of -matrimony, I vould be obligationed if you vould indi-\\ncate me to her.\\nNib. Allow me to show you my samples. (Showing photographs.)\\nThese women are all engaged to me. I can t marry all of them\\nmyself, so I am looking tor men who can. Prices marked in plain\\nfigures. Liberal discounts on large orders. There s a Kansas girl.\\nHer conversation always reminds me of a balloon* it lifts a man to-\\nward heaven\\nThere s a girl so modest she won t go out of the house in the sum-\\nmer time for fear the soft breeze might caress her.\\nDeid. Vait, vait, who vas pay de freight?\\nNib. I pay it on the first hundred pounds, the customer on the bal-\\nance. That one s a bargain,\\nDei i). Mine frient, it vas no use. I gan love two vomen mit mine en-\\ntire heart altogedder, but dot vas all. I vas not possible yust to\\nturn my love off unt turn it on again, similar to gas or vater. Brom-\\nise me dot you vill he kind-hearted to her!\\nNib. I promise. (They shake hands.)\\nDeid. Vunce morel vill become dead again. Goot py. (Exit Deid.)", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "Nib. Speaking of good pies reminds me of California. They bake\\npies out there by the heat of the sun. Moit remarkable sunshine\\nI ever met. An uncle of mine had a big* crop of popcorn the sun\\nshone so hot it popped every grain of it. The white-caps flew in\\nthe air so thick an old cow thought it was a snow-storm and froze\\nto death. (Enter Deidrich.)\\nDei p. Mine f rient, ve vas not compromise de gonsideration along mit\\nproper chudgment. Vait, now, vait! I have dis gonclusion cwme\\ninside of: you vas love her so veil you vas not able to live separat-\\ned from miiout her, unt L vas dittoed. Vmice more de segond lime\\nagain, de qvestion is, vich? Ve\u00c2\u00bbe is dot devil to flip de penny\\nNib. Hold 1 I have an idea\\nDeid. Uht so have 1 Mine frient, you vas right, it vas bropper you\\nshould die dis time. I tinks you vas pelter fall off de bridge into\\nde vater. 1 vill Iry to save you, tint make J e magnificent failure,\\nalong mit great sorrows! (weeps.)\\nNib. My dear sir, tin- fact is\\nDeid. Yes, I know it is; unt de tact vill be feex oop along mit per-\\nfect satisfactions all rount, unt ve vill meet in heaven. Goot pv\u00c2\u00ab\\n(exit Deid.)\\nNib. 1 have lost the only woman I ever loved! (enter Deid.)\\nDeid. Mine frient, 1 tell vy you vas not able to live separated from\\nmitout her you vas too big mit de heart, unt too ^hmall mit de\\nliver. Gooi py. (starts to go.)\\nNib. Hold! Permit me to say a word oi two before you go. Listen\\nAlthough I am not a tallow candle, yet I can give you light. I\\nwas mistaken\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nDeid. Ve v;is logedder mistaken.\\nNlB. Nay, intei rupt me not, and 1 will a tale unfold more thrilling\\nthan a presidential campaign. Wilhelmina and I met by accident on\\ntlii* very spot. The little God Cupid was with her, all entangled in\\nthe meshes of her golden hair!\\nDeid. Her hair vas mighty sudden shange if it vas golden.\\nNil;. All hau is -olden to a poet. The moment I beheld her, I said to\\nmyself, Here is a woman before the majesty of whose mien the\\nsoul instinctively bows its knees! Wilhelmina, as you so happily\\npul it, was dittoed. We realized that our souls were twins. We\\nsought temple and priest immediately that we might learn heaven s\\nchoicest blessing. The temple was found. The priest was dittoed.\\nThe ceremony began. (Horn EXCITED.)\\ne", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "st before we were made one, (he priest fell dead. The knot\\na beau knot. It can be untied. Ten dollars will untie it.\\nme ten dollars, and she is yours.\\nDkid. Mine fnent, vill you lend me de money?\\nNib. Certainly.\\n(Giv.s money. Deid puts it in his pocket.\\nDeid I vill pay vou in a few days, (takes nibb s hand.) Mine\\nfrieul you vas a noble hearted man, along mitout dot magnificent\\nselfishness vich vas not according to de purposes of mine gonsc.ence.\\nGoOt py. (EXIT DIED.)\\nNib We are all worms of dust, especially the Duich\\n(Enter Sno-ks and Bundy. Nihbs at once begins showing\\n(photographs.\\nThere s a smart girl. Invented a machine for foreclosing mortgages\\nand made a fortune out of it. Speaking of fortunes reminds me of\\nthe Klondike. I ve seen it so cold in the Klondike that nothing\\nbut a warm friendship could keep us from freezing.\\nSno Y-v-you have had q-q-Guile a career!\\nNib Career! I was with Moses in the bull-rushes, I heard the cack-\\nhu\u00c2\u00bb of the geese that saved Rome, I helped George Washington\\n~rind his hatchet; I took breakfast with Dewey at Manilla bay, I\\nstood by the side of Schley at Santiago I have conquered Spaniards,\\nFhilipinoes and embalmed beef; hut all these are trifles to a man\\nwho has lived in Chicago.\\nSno C-C-Chicago must be a h-h-hot town!\\nNib. Hot! I ve seen the thermometer so high in Chicago they had\\nto go up in a balloon lo look at it.\\nNib I-i-is that why vou bl-left Chicago?\\nNib No. No. I had fourteen duels and eleven breach -of -promise\\nsuits on hand there. But the principal reason was on account of\\nmy liver. The Chicago climate is very hard on my liver. There s\\ngirl with a costume so loud people take it tor a thunder storm.\\n(Enter Smith, slioots.\\nSm. You are ;i liar, sir!\\nNib. Yon evidently know me, but 1 can t place yon.\\nSm My name is Col. K. llamhletonian Smith of Texas, and i*.n\\nNib. Happy to meet you! My name is Nihbs, J. Nibhleton Nibbs,\\nlate of Chicago. I was born an orphan and died single.\\nSm. Died!", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "Nib. Yes, but, sh, the public hasn t found out about it yet. and I m\\ntryiiv to keep it quiet till after election,\\nSm. Si^the man who trifles with me trifles with fatality, -tr.\\nSENTS REVOLVER.)\\nNib. Speaking of fatalities reminds me of army life. I was shot\\nthrough the heart while storming the heights of San Juan.\\nSno D-D-D-didn t it kill you?\\nNib. No, I had exchanged hearts a few days before with a boston\\nwidow. It killed her.\\nSm Sir, permit me once more to inform you, sir, that I am Col. K.\\nHambletonian Smith of Texas, and I am here on business!\\nNib. Texas? sh, don t mention it to Snooks! Whenever Snooks\\nsets a man from Texas, he always kills him.\\nSm. He does, eh! (Flashes revolver at Snooks.) Sir, I am\\nfrom Texas\\nSno. Y-y-y-v-v s, I s-s-sceyou are! And p-p-p-permit me to in-\\nform you that the s-s-s-sun is ninety million miles from the earth\\nSm. I repeat, sir, I am from Texas!\\nSNO. Y -y-y-yes, and s-s -sometimes the sun is f-f-f-farther away from\\nthe earth than it is when it s c-c-c-closer to it!\\nSm. Well sir! do you intend to ill me sir?\\nS NOi I_[-I_r-m be hanged if I do!\\nNib. (coming between them.) That s right, you will. Speaking\\nof hanging reminds me of Arkansas. I had the ague so bad in\\nArkansas I shook all my acquaintances. But we ll let that pass\\nnow and come down to business. I suppose you d like to look at\\nmy samples. These ladies are all engaged to me. I can t marry\\nnil of them myself, so I am looking for men who can. One price\\nto all. Ten per cent off for cash. There s a Chicago widow.\\nThe first time 1 proposed to her she refused me, and when I press-\\ned her for a reason, she said she d been married seven times already\\nand was tired of it.\\n(Smith takes photograph ard shoots hole through it.\\nSm. Sn! once more I will inform you that my name is Col. K. Hani-\\nbletonian Smith of Texas, and I m here on business!\\nNir.. rexa*? Texas? I have a Texas girl somewhere. Ah, here she\\ni Runs a ranch down there, raises mules for the Boston market.\\nPrice, forty dolla* s.\\nSm. Pkkseni iNGRKVOLVpn.) You have just thirty seconds to live!", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "STib. Thanks. That girl cos: me many a heart-ache. I m the most\\ntender-hearted man you ever met. I am not even revengeful\\nenough to p;iy back what I borrow.\\nThis one is domestic in her tastes. She prefers children to poodle\\nSm. C (Hastily butting away revolver.) I ll take that one.\\nNib. Price, fifty dollar,. (Smith pays money.) My brother wdl\\ndraw up the contract.\\n(Goon comes forward.\\nSm. Are you his brother?\\nCoon. I is. i T m i\\nSm. Well; there may be a family resemblance at night, but 111 be\\nhanged if there is in the day-time. f\\nCoon. AVell, dajt s all right; you sec, I s only his half-brudder.\\n(Exeunt Smith and Coon. Nibbs shows photograph to Snooks.\\nNib. There s another Chicago widow. That s a bargain. She al\\nways allows her husbands to d v as they please.\\nSno B-b b b-nut T-I-Em already married! (weeps.)\\nNib. Married! (They weep together.) Tell me about it.\\n(Enter Deidrtch. Nibbs shakes Snook s hand sympathetically.\\nSno. I-i-in an uu-n-n-u-garded moment\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nNib. Say no more. Say no more. A man s liable to do most any,\\nthing^u an ungarded moment. In an ungarded moment I was\\nborn an orphan.\\nDe.d. (Coming forward.) Unt I vas in jail vunce, unt in an uir-\\nwarded moment I ran avay.\\nNtB. Speaking of running away reminds me of a sweetheart I had\\nonce. Her name was Annie May. Ah, that time I was in love!\\ntenderly, passionately, devotedly, eternally in love! Of course, you\\nunderstand Em a liar?\\nSno. S-s-s- ay, I feel r-r-real at home in your company because I\\nt t-tol 1 a lie myself once.\\n81 IB. Just one!\\nSno. J-j-jnst one.\\nN-ib. (Overwhelmed.) Here, take the belt.\\nSno. M m m-much obliged, b-b-but really don t need it. Y-y-vou see,\\n1 w-w-wear suspenders. B-B- B-B-Bundv s going to talk. L 1-1-L\\n1 look out for facts!", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "(Coon runs in, bends down Nibbs pulls out note-book and places\\n(il on Coon s back to take down Buddy s talk.\\nBun. Some some-somebody s standing on my foot!\\n(Snooks points to Deid. standing on Bundy s foot and sa\\\\ s,\\nFacts!\\nDkid. I (ought I vas stan in on sometings vat squirmed.\\n(Leisurely gets off Bin ly s foot. Exit Buiidy.\\nNib. (Aside to Snooks.) What B-B-B-Bundy needs is a w vv-wefc\\nnurse.\\n(Snooks looks around, sees Buudy gone, hastily follow s.\\nDeid. I tought you vas going lo die?\\nNib. So I am -but give me time, man, give me time! I always go\\nabout these thing* deliberately. But yonder s the most beautiful\\nwoman I ever saw in all the course of mv life! It s coming on me\\nagain. Excuse me while I go and tell her the old, old story.\\n(Exil Nihbs. Deidrich lights pipe and smokes.\\nDeid. I vunder vas I prefer to go unt see mine Villielmijia, or vas I\\nprefer ytist to stay here unt shmoke? (smokes.) I links I vas\\nprefer mine Vilhelmina. (hands on heart.) I vas so loving\\ndispositions nut mine heart (starts to go.) No, 1 vas pre-\\nfer to shmoke. (smokes.)\\n(Enter Mephistito and Nibbs, Senior.\\nNibbs, Sr. You can cure him of lying?\\nMeph. Yes, I can cure him of lying; but for his fondness for women\\nthere is but one earthly cure, marriage.\\nNibbs, Sr. My dear sir, if you will cure him of lying, I will be your\\nmost obedient servant for ever!\\nMeph. accept the tei ms. But here he is. We will begin at once.\\nFirst, I w r ill put him under the influence of the magic spell.\\n(Enter Nibbs and Coon.\\nNib. But yesterday, so to speak, I was a guileless youth, innocent of\\nthese playful freaks of the imagination; to-day, 1 am the boou\\ncompanion of the devil s younger brother.\\n(Nibbs, ^r. comes forward and speaks.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "Nib, Sr. Who is the ebony -huecl individual thai accompanies you?\\nN ib. He is the King of Timbuctoo.\\nCoon. (Aside to Nibbs.) No sah, no sail, I won t have nnflin to do\\nwid no king business; I s publican, I is.\\nNib. I am so sleepy I feel like going to sleep. Whenever I feel\\nsleepy an:l dull I always imagine I am a justice of the peace, (sleeps.)\\nMeph. Do on remember the first lie you ever told?\\nNib. I do.\\nMeph. You remember it as though it were 3 T esterdav\\nNib. Not quite. I remember it as though it were day before yester-\\nday\\nMeph. I will have to h\\\\ pnotize him a liltle more. Now \\\\ou remem-\\nber it as though it were yesterday\\nNib. I do.\\nMeph. What was the Hrsl lie you ever told?\\nNib. When I was six months old I lied about a pin, it wasn t sticking\\nme at all.\\nNib. vSr. My son, what caused this awful habit of lying?\\nNib. I worked on a newspaper six months. (To M: ph.) Let there\\nbe no secrets between us.\\nMeph. There are none.\\nJMib. Mv theorv is this: as I become more and more expert in the art\\nof King, my lies will seem more and more like the truth; finally\\nthey will resemble the truth so closely as to actually become true.\\n(Mephistito speaks aside to Nibbs, Sr., bill so is to be over-\\n(heard by Nibbs.\\nMeph. Do you see that spot on his cheek which comes and goes like\\npolitical majorities in Kansas? That betokens a disease peculiar\\nto this locality nm\\\\ known to the medical profession as the Similia\\nSimilibus of Ananias; (Nibbs starts.) so-called because this\\ndisease is especially f;\u00c2\u00abtal to liars, lie has but one hour to live!\\nNib. (Aside.) O, that I had notbeen born an orphan!\\nMeph. Is he a married man?\\nNib. Sr. I really do not know.\\nMeph. It is to be hoped he is. This disease makes an allowance for\\na married man, he is supposed lo have some excuse for lying.\\nWhen a linr is married, the disease will simply kill him and stop\\nat that; but when a man who is both untruthful and unmarried\\ncomes to this pa-s, he i\u00c2\u00ab doomed to a double death!\\nNib. (Aside.) Even Chicago is preferable Lo this!", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "Meph. Come forth, ye spirits of the unknown, and warn this erring\\nsoul of the doom that awaits the liar! (Stage darkens Ap-\\npear! Appear\\n(First Apparition appears.\\nFirst A pp. j. Nihbleton Nibbs!\\nNib. Excuse me, u late of Chicago.\\nFirst App. Listen: I was a liar and came to this fatal spot where\\nliars die a double death I was doomed to pass through a den of\\nforty ferocious and hungry lions; and if I had not been a lion-\\ntamer, I irernble for the consequences. (Vanishes.)\\nNib. Deidrich, what I nved at this critical moment is a dispensation of\\nof Providence\\nMeph. Heboid the second!\\n(Second Appari ion appears.\\nSecond App. I was a liar. Fortunately I reformed in time to escape\\nthe honors of a double death; but I have seen sights that made\\neach particular hair to stand on e\\\\n\\\\ like quills on a fretful porcu-\\npine! And I bid you beware! beware! beware! (Vanishes.)\\nNib. I made the great mistake of my life in not being hanged in my\\nyouth\\nMeph. Behold the third\\n(Third Appnrition appears.\\nThird App. I was n liar, doomed to a double death but F was also a\\nmarried man, and centuries of experience have demonstrated that\\none death is enough for a married m n. Therefore, I warn you,\\nGet married! Get married! Get married! (Vanishes.)\\nMeph (To Nthbs. Sn.) Come, let us go and prepare for the funeral.\\n(Exeunt Mephistito and Nibbs, Sr.\\nNib. Deidrich, I wish I had been born a married man instead of an\\norphan\\nDkid. Mine frient, I vas v eping for you in advance.\\nNrs. that one death would suffice! Strange! strange! that a\\nsingle man must ic a double death, while a married man gets off\\nwith a single death but this is a strange place. Deidrich, I feel it\\niu my very bones that I ll not be able to survive a double death G,\\nfor some swiff means of h single death!\\nDeid. Here vas mine fire-arms. (Producing revolver It vas\\nkill two dogs vunce.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "Nib. At one shot, Deidrich?\\nDkid. No, at (loo shoots.\\nNib. Take it away. If it wont take two lives at one shot I can t use\\nit. I am not cruel enough to shoot myself twice. U I lack iniquity\\nsometimes to do me service. No, Deidrich, there is hut one hope,\\nI must he married in thirty minutes. Get me a woman, Deidrich,\\nand get her quick.\\nDeid. Dere vas vuw more shance, reformation yourself.\\nNib. No, no. It took me five years to learn the art of lying; it would\\ntake me ten years to unlearn it. (Looking at watch.) There s\\nnot time enough for that. Get me a woman, Deidrich, if you love\\nme\\nDeid. Mine frient, yust permit me to show you mine zamples.\\n(Bringing forward photographs.\\nNib. When I ask for bread, would you give me a stone? No, Deid-\\nrich. if I wanted a woman on thirty days time I could order hy\\nsample, but now I want her ;it sight.\\n(Deidrich lights? pipe and passes oul.\\nO, that I should ever live to die a double death\\n(Enter Deidrich.\\nDeid. V^ s it a matters of importance, vas she married or single?\\nNib. No. If she s already married she can t marry me, but I can\\nmarrv her. Make haste, Deidrich, if you love me! But don t\\nmake too much haste. It takes dignity to win a woman, anil I\\nmust have time to congregate my dignity, so to speak. It s some-\\nwhat scattered now.\\n(Exit Deid. hurriedly.\\nwas born an orphan, but, alts! I kept not my first estate. I\\nsold it and went to Chicago. Yonder s the most beautiful woman\\never mei in all the course of my life! (Hands on HE VH r.) It s\\nCoining on me again\\n(Braces up, assisted by Coon, dusts attire, primps etc.\\nYes, it s coining on me fas! (EnTEU MllS. McGlNl Y.) Mail;: in,\\nmay 1 be permitted to a-k you a question? (She r.\\\\t sis.) Does\\nan incubator chicken love its ma?\\nMcG. Sii\\\\ such matters have no concern for me, while poor, dear\\n(iintV lies at the bottom of the sea!", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "Nib. Speaking of incubators reminds me of George Washington s\\nhatch-it. But we ll let that pass now and come down to business.\\nMadam, I love you! (Kneeling.)\\nMcG. Sir, you insult me! What! shall 1 exchange these habiliments\\nof woe for the gaudy trappings of n bride only two weeks after\\nMcGinty went to the bottom of the sea? Never!\\n^She startes to go. Nibbs steps on the trail of her dress and\\n(ielains her.\\nNib.\\nMcG.\\nNib.\\nBear me, madam\\nHear thee! \u00e2\u0080\u0094Base-born apothecary, get off of my trail!\\nGive? me time to plead my cause!\\nMcG. Give thee lime! Illiterate penorama, quit sta\\nn 1 1 n o- o n m\\niv\\ndress, tell\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094Give thee lime! Not a moment\\nNib. L ask but time to plead my cause; and would you deny me time?\\nWhy madam, even the beasts of the field have lime!\\nMcG. Diabolical, unsophisticated, triangular; villain! wretch! .mons-\\nter get off of my trail\\nNib. I will love von, madam, a no other man can. Centuries of prac-\\ntice have made me the great st lover in the world. Of course, I\\ndon t mean to \u00c2\u00b0ay I have actually lived for centuries, but I have\\nlived very fast.\\nMcG. Quit standing on the memory of McGinty\\nNib. An thing to please you, madam. (Knekls.) In the language\\nof the Prince of Wules, 1 will spend money on yon\\nMcG. Unholy allopathic, turn me loose!\\nNib. Madam, in spite of your age, I love you! And I might ad(\\nmadam, that 1\\nthe best think I ever found for corns.\\nMcG. Heartless homepatliist, unhand me!\\nNib. Fairest of woman, love me!\\nMcG. (Screaming.) Quit standing on my drt-ss\\nWhat! do von mean to keep me here forever?\\nNib. Never!\\nMcG\\nNib. Forever, till vou love me! We must* live together or die to-\\ngether. If I should loose you now, twould break my heart!\\nMcG. I know how to sympathize with one who loves and loses; for I\\nlost McGinty, and I loved him so!\\nNlB. Let me be another McGinty to you!\\nMcG. O sir! my heart is so full of grief I have no room for love.\\nN i b. Give me half our grief\\nMcG. Well, I L l.I marrv you if vou ll get off mv trail.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "(Nibbs first carefully secures her with a rope around her neck,\\n(then stepps off. They embrace.\\nNib. O madam! I have ofien heard of rapture, but I never knew it\\ntill now\\nMcG. In nine cases out: of ten, where love is there will rapture be also.\\nNib. Well, if this is not love, it s something wondrous like it.\\nMcG. Excuse me for a moment. (Prepares to weep.) Poo-,\\ndear McGinty, tis my farewell weep foi thee, lying so cold and\\nlonely al the bottom of the sea!\\nNib Come, child of misfortune, come hither; I ll weep with thee\\ntear for tear.\\n(They weep together on snme handkerchief.\\nNib. He was kind to nay darling?\\nMcG. He was. (They ^eep again.)\\nNib. He was a good husband to von?\\nMcG. He was so good and you re good too!\\nNib. Yes, t know t am; but I m not too good to be true. But, madam,\\ntime flies and we must fly wit li it. (She passes out. fu fiftern\\nminutes I shall be a married man! And then, thank heaven!\\nthen I can die but once (Exit* Nibbs.)\\nDeid. (Outside.) Hoo-ay lloo-ayl\\n(Enter large number of women, followed by Deid rich, florishing\\n(a whip in one hand and a hatchet in the other.\\nDeid. (Looking at watch.) 1 vas on top of time!\\nEnd of Act. u.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "Act. iii. A Graveyard. O Patrick digging grave. Sings as he digs.\\nO Patrick. Twas the hour of midnoight,\\nHearts were troomps,\\nHis arms encircled her loike a bond\\n(Enter McDennis.\\nBut the scane was changed,\\nAnd cloobs were troomps,\\nThe oold mon hild the winning hond.\\nDen. And fhat are ye digging a grave fur noo, Pot?\\nPat. Fur a corpse.\\nDiiN. And that s the motter with im?\\nPat. With the curpse? He s did.\\n(Sings.) New hopes may bloom, and days may coom,\\nOf milder, calmer biirae\\nBut thir s noothing hof e o swate in loife,\\nAs Loove s oung drame.\\nDen. Fhat made im doy\\nPat. The carpse? Will, Dinnis, it s me proivate opinion that he hoz\\nl)een did with trispas-es and sins tor a long toime; but noo, he s\\ndid with hart-disayze, or soomthing loike thot.\\n(Sings.) O, ihir s ttoofhiiig hof so swate in loife,\\nAs Loove s y ong drame.\\nDen. Oi mane, Pot, fhat made him doy with the hart-disazy?\\nPat. It was the doocior.\\nDen. No, Pot, it was the midicine.\\nPat. Oi say it was the dooctor.\\nDen. Oi say it was the midicine.\\nPat. Yez bethray yer ignorance, Dinnis. Thir it is in black and\\nwhoite, the dooctor s affydavy.\\nDen. Oi till ye, Pot, it was the midicine. Listen to rayson whin a\\nmoil s aboot to doy they give him midicine to kape him aloive, and\\nwhin a mon con i take midicine, it stonds to ray son he s did. Thir-\\nfoor. Pot, it s the midicine;\\nPat. Oi till ye, Dinnis, yer mistaken. Me oncistors were mimbers of\\nthe hair, and Oi know more aboot the la thin ye do, Dinnis. Noo,\\nOi will ix plain it to ye we con t birry a mon till the dooctor siz\\nhe s did and whin the dooctor siz a mou s did, it s agin the la fur\\nhim to be aloive. Thirfoor. Dinnis, it s the dooctor.\\n(Sings.) fVAnd the hist of all ways to liugthin our days\\nIs to stale a few hours from the uoight, me dear.\\nDen. But, Pot. suppose he is aloive?", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "Pat. Sh whin the dooctor siz a mon s did, it s agin the la to\\nsuppose him aloive\\nDen. But how con a mon hilp suppo sin?\\nPat. How con a mon hilp ay tin whin lie s hoongry? but it s agin the\\nla to stale iny thing to ate.\\n(Sings.) Me coonthry, tis of thay,\\nSwate lond of leebirtay,\\nOf yez Oi sing.\\nOi say, Dinnis, it s a great thing to be a cityzin of a fray-born ray-\\npooblic!\\nDen. Indade, it is, Pot!\\nPat. And lo fale thot a great mon loike the prisidint of the Unoited\\nStates is yer oon sirvant, Dinnis!\\nDen. Yis, Pot, it odds a dignity to a mon s loife. But Oi say, Pot,\\ndid ye iver vote for prisidint of the Unoited States?\\nPat. Monny a toime, Dinnis.\\nDen. No, Pot, ye voted for the condydate. He s not prisidint till he s\\ndieted, and he s not dieted till ofter ye vote fnr Mm.\\nPat. Yer mistaken, thir, Dinnis he s not very often ilicted whin Oi\\nvote fur im. A .d noo, Dinnis, Oi will osk yez wan Oi tookl\\nye me oncistors were mimbers of the burr, and Oi liosk ye a laygal\\nconooiidrum; VVhoi is the stotyoote of limvtations loike a woman s\\nioong? Because, when it wance begins to run it nivei stops.\\n(Sings.) She was a widow, noice and diver,\\nHe loold her he d loove her forivei and iver;\\nAh, said the widow with asoigh,\\nThe same oold loy, the same oold loy\\nSpeaking of wimmin, remoinds me of rots and did ye iver sey a\\nrot, Dinnis?\\nDen. A rot? monny a wan! me woife s foorst husband was a Choiny-\\nmon.\\nPat. And did ye iver have yer attintion called to the remarkable re-\\nsimblanee of the cray hire s tail to a rot -tailed foile? But, Dinnis,\\nwhot Oi particularly admoire aboot a rot is the good since the cray-\\ntnre shows in making its holes too small fnr a cot to git through.\\n(SiN(rS.) t; Moll Dawson foond OOt hir her oncle did d\\\\\\\\ ill,\\nAnd her oncle foond oot whir Moll Dawson did\\ndvvill.\\nMoll Dawson foond oot whir her oncle did dw ill,\\nAnd her onele foond oot whir Moll Dawson did\\ndwilL", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "(Enter during singing pall be.irers with coffin, followed by\\n(Deidrich, Coon, and women, as mourners. Deidrich is accom-\\npanied by servant who catches lears in a cup and empties them\\n(into ;i bucket. Pall bearers remove lid from coffin, and retire.\\nDe id. All who vas in bossession of tears to shed, yoost gome forward\\nunt shed em now.\\n(He weeps over coffin,\\n(coffin, k\\\\u\\\\ exeunt.\\nWomen pass, weep, drop flowers into\\nO mine boor frient, I tought I vas on top of time, (weeps) but I\\nvas too shlow enough. (Weeps.) Unt now I vas gome for vtiu\\nlast faievell. Ve vas togedder frients vim time before dis hour;\\nunt wow I as living unt you vas dead; I vas speaking unt you vas\\nspeechless, but I hopes you vas not hearlcss too! O, it vas terrible,\\nterrible, being togedder speechless unt hearless Unt I vas in de\\nneighborhood of speechless mineself mit overproduction of grief.\\n(Weeps. Enter Mrs McGinty.\\nMcG. O my poor husband (Weeps.)\\nDeid. Vat! your husbaut vich? The corpse?\\nMcG. Yes, I married him scarce an hour ago. He fell dead at the\\nalter. Of course, I fainted ami now that I have become myself\\nagain, alas! I find him thus! (Weeps.)\\n(Deid. seizes her by the arm ami speaks hilariously.\\nDeid. Madam! you vas save vnu of his lives!\\n(Waves bandana and shouts boistrously.\\nMcG. (Sadly.) Only one?\\nDeid. (Sadlv) Alas, MadamJ only vun! (Both weep) But,\\nmadam, dis vas doo sad a blace for you. I dinks I vas better es-\\ncort you avay.\\n(Exeunt Deidrich and Mrs. McGinty,\\n(and niece, as O 1 Patrick sings.\\nEnter Smith with wife\\nPat\\nSm.\\nMoll Dawson found oot whir her oncle did dwill,\\n\u00c2\u00b1\\\\\\\\\\\\d her oncle found oot whir Moll Dawson did\\ndwill.\\nGentlemen, --we owe more tears to this dead man than you shall\\nsee us pay. My niece here runs a ranch in Texas, raises mules\\nfor the Boston Market, and this is her busy season.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "Iikce. Tnrrv ;i moment. (Weeps.)\\nat. Moll Dywson foond oot whir her oncle did dwill,\\nAnd her oncle foond oot whir Moli Dawson did\\nwill.\\nNi kck. It may have been my fault that you did not wed me, my fanlt\\nthat; I did not save you O, that I had paid more attention to thee,\\nand less lo mules\\nSm. Come; al a more convenient season we will return and weep for\\nhim. Gentlemen, lay him away tenderly; he sold me a wife for\\nfifty dollars that would have been cheap at seventy-five.\\n(Exeunt Smith and Ladies.\\nPat. Sings.) Nobody knows what troouble was there,\\nNobody knows. Oi do declare;\\nNobody knows what fun Oi did see.\\nNobody knows, indade, but me.\\n(Enter Deidrich.\\nDeid. Vim of your lives vas saved, tint I vas gome back to veep for\\nde odder vun. Mine frient, I vas speechless mit grief, uivt mine\\neyes vas vorking over-time to make vav mit de Hood of sorrows in\\nmine heart; but, mine frient, il vas gome to me like vispers of goot\\nangels, dot I vould be able to live mitout you. Goot py. Ex it.)\\nPat. (Sings.) Nobody knows whir Oi woz, be dan,\\nNobody knows what a toime Oi had\\nNobody knows thot page 6 n me loife,\\nNobody knows to till me woife. (En iki: Dkid)\\nDkid, Mine frient, I tell yon vv 1 vas able lo live mitout you 1 \\\\a\\ntoo bi\u00c2\u00ab mit de heart, same vas you, but vas not too shmall mil de-\\nliver. Goot pv. (Exit.\\nPat. (Sings.) Nobodv know* to till me woife.\\nDk Oi say, Pot, the earpse is s wilting.\\nPat. Fon im. Nigger, fou im, and cool im aff. Oi uiver loike to\\nput a earpse in domp groond whin it s switting.\\n(Coon takes I on Si board and tans Corpse, standing S far R\\\\vaj ;i\\n(possible.\\nSings.\\nOi sas Pot, flint\\n\\\\ol od\\\\ knows l he things Oi heard.\\nNoboth knows, upon my word.\\nlake- tilt\\nrp-.i ^w 1 1 It s iini nl", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "Pat. Will, uoo, Dinnis, Oi imagine it s pritty hand warrk being did,\\nispicially whin a mon s not used to it; and thin, ve know, Dinnis,\\nhe s not accloimited vii whir he s ^onn.\\n(Sings.) A small boy lay on his uruiberN bid,\\nWroi thing and moaning;\\nGhosts av grane opple* possed over his hid\\nAt aych Hparate groaning.\\nKnt it wasn t the ghosts av tin- opjdes thot troobled the bov. Oi\\nsav, Nigger, is the earpse cooling nff yit?\\n(Coon gets up on high box and looks over into coffin from a\\n{distance.\\nCoo\\\\. Yis sah, vis sab, be peahs comfortable, sah.\\nDkn. Pot, f hat s yet* oopinion ahoot ixponshnn?\\nPat. Will, noo, Dinnis, Oi foind thot the dooctors disagree abootjhoi.\\nSoorn same t(\u00c2\u00bb favor it, and soom take the conthrary soide. Jist\\nthe ither day Oi was talking to an imminint midicai gintlemon, and\\nhe siil ixponshnn was good fur the loongs and improved the con-\\ntour of the chist and thin Oi rade in the papers thot it breaks doon\\nthe consly tooshun. Gineralh speaking, Dinnis, Oi m furnist it.\\n(Sings.)\\nNobody Knows to till me woife.\\nOi oondei shtond, Dinnis, thot \\\\e war a souldier in the laic warr?\\nDkn. Oi was, Pot.\\nPat. And Oi suppose, Dinnis, ye often filt ver fate trimbling in the\\nholla nee?\\nDen. No, Put, Oi was troobled with trimbling in me kna/.e moor\\nthon in me fate.\\nPat. (Singing.) A-h, siz the widow, with a soigh,\\n;i The same oold lov, (he same oold toy-\\n(Nibbs siis tip in coffin; has white wings, otherwise unchanged.\\nin. Are any of yon gentlemen liars? ff\\n(Coon looks around, sees Nibbs and faints. Others attend.\\nIf there is a liar in my presence, I want to advise him not to be\\nhorn an orphan.\\nDkn. (Aside to Pat) Oi sav, Pot, Oi hoy a joke, a great joke! he*s\\ntalking in his stape. (Laughs.)\\nPat. lie s not aslape, lie s did.\\nDin. Oi know. Pot, hoot thofs the joke.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "(They -laugh, O Patrick resumes digging and singing\\n(lights cigar. Coon recovers, turned white.\\nNil)i\\nPat. (Sings) If twa min roide av a horse, me dear;\\nW;m must roide behoind.\\nIf a mon and his vvoife agrey, me dear;\\nThey must be av a common moitid.\\ni n. Some men lire born liars, some become liars, and some have lying\\nthrust upon them by the force of circumstances; the first I pity, the\\nsecond I commiserate, and the third I sympathize with. Bv the\\nvv:tv, Gentlemen, can any of von tell me the difference between the\\nmorning- stars and a church choir? No! The morning stars sang\\ntogether. But we ll let that pass now, and come down to business:\\nwhat do you call this?\\nDkk. A coffin.\\nNib. Yes, I d call it a coffin myself Coffins, as I remember it, are\\nmainly intended for dead people.\\nDkn. They are.\\nN ib. Am 1 dead\\nI )i:\\\\. You are.\\nNib. Sh don t mention it to my wife.\\n(O Patrick resumes digging and singing. Nihbs gets out of\\n(coffin. Coon steals off stage.\\nPat.\\nIf twa mill roide av a horse, me dear.\\nWan must roide behbind.\\nNib. I suppose this is the New Jerusalem?\\nPat. Yis sor, this is Kansas.\\nNib. Speaking of Kansas reminds me of a story. l\\\\[ like to relate it\\nto you, but I can t dead men tell no tales. F suppjse you gentle-\\nmen are wondering how it feels to be dead? Well, it 1 not bad, it\\nreally isn t. There s a sort of a vvicked-cease-from-troubling-aiub\\nweary -are-at- rest feeling that makes it a positive pleasure to be a\\ncorpse. I would advise everybody to die at his earliest convenience,\\nespecially any one who was horn an orphan and has acquired the\\nart of lying.\\nPat. It s an agf of great proogriss and invintiou we re living in\\nwith nil the mashanerv and midical improvemints we h n\\ndith is not moor thou hpf a* cliff ycull a^ it used to be.\\nNib. Mow it would be for a single man. of course I can t say, bul for\\na married man, the mortal coil is as easilv shuffled off as an audit\\nshirt, By the way, gentlemen, pet nut me to call your attention to\\nthe remarkable resemblance between an undershirt and a hliud\\nman, they re both out of sight.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "Pat, In rifferonee to dith being; aizier foor a married mon thou a\\nsingle mon, Oi hov mo sbospicions aboot thot, ginerly spaking. Oi\\ngront ye it may be true whin a mon gits such a woife as me friend\\nMcGinty hod.\\nNib. Gentlemen, behold in me the luckiest man that ever lived! I\\nmarried McGiiilv s widow and died five minutes afterward. 1\\nsuppose you have no doubt about my being dead?\\ni)j Oi hov hot, but me woife may hov. Yez con aizv foil id out\\nher oopinion is loike salvation, fray.\\nPat. Thot*s vviioy Oi came to Konsas, iverybody hoz an oopinion iw\\nKonsas. We may be short on crops and we may hov in to boorn,\\nsoomtoinies we re short on imports and ixports, we .e always\\nshort on millionaires and paupers, we may be short on whiskey and\\nvve may not; but we re uiver short on oopinious. We re day term in-\\ned to hov our oon oopinious. with or withoot the consint av\\ninvither nation on earth. Vis sor, thot s what brought me to\\nKonsas.\\nN i B, I came to Kansas because I heard so much about it. Everybody\\nhas heard of Kansas; that is, most everybody. I met a man once\\nwho had never heard of Kansas, but he was very heard of hearing.\\nBut what brought you to Kansas?\\nDbn. Me woife did.\\n1 at. (Digs and Sings.) But the soft eye of blue.\\nThough it scatter wounds too,\\nIs mood) bitter plazed w bin it hales m.\\nNib. Mv friend, you look tired. Let me take the spade awhile.\\nPat. A spade is loike a woman s noight-cop, moor useful thou orna-\\nmintal.\\n(Hands spade to Nibbs, who descends into grave and begins\\n(digging- and singing.\\nN i i j, (Sings.) As I w ent up Pike s Peak one day,\\nA mount of high renown,\\nThe ten lost tribes of Israel\\nPassed me coming down.\\n(Pauses, claps hand over his mouth.\\nFor a moment I imagined 1 was a liar again. Strange how the\\nhabits of a lifetime will follow a man even into the grave Speak-\\nof habits, Gentlemen, leads me to remark that cities and com-\\nlities have their distinguishing habits and characteristics as well\\nin", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "as Individuals. Some places arc habitually dull; but Chicago, for\\ninstance, Ever been to Chicago, Gentlemen?\\nDkn. Me woife hoz.\\n(Enter M^phistito.\\nNib. lu Chicago they neither marry nor are given in marriage, they\\nform limited partnerships. As I was going on to say, Gentlemen,\\nill some places even he razors are dull, but in Chicago the mills of\\nthe gods grind by electricity.\\nMi: ph. The mills of the g *ds How prone ye. so-called mortals are\\nto credit up the results of your own ignorance and weakness to the\\ngods, to the devil, to providence or fate! Ye are your own mills!\\nNib. Is that so? Shake! I wa afraid your brother would he trying\\nto take a hand in my affairs.\\nMeph. Even the devil is not as bad as he is punted.\\nNib. I believe your brother is-soraelimes referred to as the Prince of\\nLiars?\\nMeph. Sometimes.\\n\\\\in. Of course, having ceased to be a liar, I no longer owe allegiance\\nto him ms my prince;; but L still have a sort of an interest in the\\nFatherland, so to speak; and 1 want to advise him not to come to\\nKansas Kansas is no place For a liar.\\nMkph. It is no place for a common ordinary liar, such as his Satanic\\nMajesty. My brother has given up Kansas long ago. 1 come\\nhere sometimes merely as a matter of curiositv, that is all.\\n(Mephistito strolls off. Nibhs resumes digging, suddenly pan\\ni B. I ll be hanged if I believe I m dead\\nvr. The dooctor s affydavyJ\\n/Shows paper to Nihbs, who comes out of grave and examines it.\\nBut the doctor may be mistaken?\\n(Shaking head) He s a rigular!\\nA regular! then I give it up.\\n(Gets into coffin.\\nrlad to have made your acquaintance, Gentlemen. ll\u00c2\u00ab j c to nieel\\nu again soon. (XlIE\\\\ SHARK HANDS.)\\n()i h\u00c2\u00ab been grave-digger here for iwiul\\\\ year, Inn )i ho\\\\ m\\nct mil a moo i ginilcmonh and agrayible did-mon of uythcr sex\\n1 1 ion voursilf.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "j\\\\ i b. Thanks. I ve had such a pleasant time in your company,\\nGentlemen, that no doubt in the future I shall often he templed to\\nremark, Backward, turn backward, O time, in your flight! make\\nme a corpse again just for to-night! Take care of yourselves,\\nGentlemen; dnd the best way to take care f yourselves is to tell\\nthe truth though the heavens fall, for you re mighty apt to wish\\nthe heavens would fall if you don t. I ve had a na* row escape\\nmyself. 1 shudder every time 1 think of il. Fact is, Gentlemen,\\nI have only only one objection to dying-, I shall ha.\\\\e lo lie in niv\\ngrave. Promise me \\\\o 11 stand the coffin on cud!\\nPat. Oi promise. (Weeps.)\\nNib. Good bye, -Gentlemen. If yon ever come t^ my country, call on\\nme.\\n(They shake hands. JStibbs lies down in coffin.\\nRock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep!\\n(O Patrick cleaning tools and singing-.\\nPat.\\nIf a mon and vvoife agrav, me dear.\\nThe\\\\ must he of a common moincL\\nOi say, Diunis, did you iver see a joostice av the pace?\\nDen. Oi hoy not, boot me woife hoz her sicond husband was a la ver\\nPat. Oi hod a la suit before a joostice av the pace nance. lie was\\nthe most ignorant mon Oi iver mit, and Oi filt it me Christian dut\\\\\\nto tell m so. He sid he d foine me foor contimp! av court. Oi\\ntoold \\\\r\\\\ if he d change the charge to contimpt foor the court, Oi d\\nplade guilty, fie consented to make the change; boot ofter avvhoile\\nhe sid he couldn t foiud iny la 1 aginst contimpt foot the court, boot\\nOi moigiit plade grilty inyhovv; and if the Legislature iver did poss\\nsuch a la Oi could coom aroond and pay me foine.\\nI Exeunt O Patrick and MeDeiiUjis. Enier Mephistito and Nibbs,\\nSt.\\nMkph. His reformation is complete.\\nNibbs Ku. But are you sine he ll come to allrighti\\nMeph 1*111 a puce of limbiirger cheese in the coffin with him; it will\\nraise deader men than he is. Keep him here in Kansas where truth\\nis stranger th m f id ion, and there is no temptati n for a liar.\\nNibh s Su. I ll try,\\nMicph. O. von will have no trouble in keeping him here. It is diffi-\\ncult to get \\\\\\\\\\\\a\\\\ to leave Kansas, even for tiie purpose of represent-", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "lug the state in congress.\\nNii:iis Si;. But this weakness for making love to every woman he\\nin eels?\\nHeJ H. Trust his wife to cure him of that habjt. She can heat the\\ndevil at that.\\n(Nibbs sits up in coffin.\\nX i i{. 1 want to say to all young men who are thinking of ht-coti\\nliars, don t\\nLies down again. Curtain.\\nEnd of Act. in.", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "LIBRARY OF CONGRESS\\n015 898 316^", "height": "5400", "width": "3313", "jp2-path": "reformationoflia00geor_0042.jp2"}}