{"1": {"fulltext": "NO PLAYS EXCHANGED\\n\u00c2\u00a3\u00c2\u00a3S*S*S3 c fc:\\nPS 3537\\n.H946\\nF5\\n1900\\nCopy 1\\n\\\\kcr 3 Edition\\nm of PL7\\\\Y5\\nSECOND COPY,\\nA FIGHTING CHANCE", "height": "3625", "width": "2336", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "I A. W. PINERO S PLAYS, t\\njfk\\\\ Uniformly Bound in Stiff Paper Covers, yly\\nfk\\\\ Price, 50 cents each.\\nThe P ublicati n of the plays of this popular author, made feasible by the new f^\\n/AV Copyright Act, under which his valuable stage rights can be fully protected jli\\nVIC enables us to offer to amateur actors a series of modern pieces of the highest *w\\\\\\nJk\\\\ class, allot which have met with distinguished success in the leading English jki.\\n}*C and Alnencan theatres, and most of which are singularly well adapted for ama- rl*\\n#l\\\\ teur Performance. This publication was originally intended for the benefit of Jki.\\nIbis publication was originally intended for the benefit of\\nreaders only, but the increasing demand for the plays for acting purposes has\\nfar outrun their merely literary success. With the idea of placing this excel-\\nlent series within the reach of the largest possible number of amateur clubs we\\nhave obtained authority to offer them for acting purposes at an author s roy-\\nalty of J\\nTen Dollars for Each Performance.\\nThis rate does not apply to professional performances, for which terms will be\\nmade known 011 application.\\nI\\nm\\nk\\ntus\\nf THE CABINET MINISTER. U^i.^ J%\\n\\\\ij and nine female characters.\\nMr Costumes, modern society scenery, three interiors. A verv Qm 5\\nTHE AMAZONS. I ^Farcical Romance in Three Acts. ByARTmiR\\nI V\\\\ PlNERO. Seven male and five female char-\\nacters. Costumes, modern; scenery, an exterior\\nand an interior, not at all difficult. This admirable fare- is too well known\\nthrough its recent performance by the Lyceum Theatre Company, New York to\\nneed description. It is especially recommended to young ladies schools and\\ncolleges. (1895.)\\ngenioua in construction, and brilliant in dialogue. (1892.)\\nDANDY DICK. I i v Farce l n T,m Ac s p Arthur w. pixero. M/\\nI .Seven male, tour female character.-. Costumes, mod- t|j\\nern scenery, two interiors. This very amusing piece Mf\\nWwas another success in the New York and Boston theatres, and has been ex- t i j\\ntensively played from manuscript by amateurs, for whom it is ill every respect \\\\ff\\nk|j suited. It provides an unusual number of capital character parts, is very funny ik g\\nV and an excellent acting piece. Plays two hours and a half. (1893.) \\\\f/\\nTHE HOBBY HORSE J A Comedy in Three Acts. By Arthur Jfo\\nW *v^*- iwavji^. 1 w. Pkjero. Ten male, five female char-\\ni i acters. Scenery, two interiors and an ex- sk d\\nVf tenor costumes, modem. This piece is best known in this country through the \\\\f/\\nlTi admirable performance of Mr. John Hare, who produced it in all the principal J*%\\nVf cities. Its story presents a clever satire of false philanthropy, and is full of \\\\f/\\nt li interest and humor. Well adapted for amateurs, bv whom it has been success- ?k\\nyf fully acted. Plays two hours and a half. (1S92.) \\\\I#\\n}Yt LADY BOUNTIFUL. I Pla .^our Acts. By Arthur W. S\\\\f\\n\\\\l/ ^v/m nnj^[ Pinero. Eight male and seven female char- Vft/\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2i. acters. Costumes, modern scenery, four Vf\\n\\\\f/ mfce or f. not easy- A play of powerful sympathetic interest, little sombre in tl\\n?Y. key, but not unrelieved by humorous touches. (1892 Vf\\nw \\\\i\\n1", "height": "3585", "width": "2188", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "A Fighting Chance\\nOr, For the Blue or the Gray\\nA Play in Three Acts for Femade\\nCharacters Only\\nBy DORA ADfiLE SHOEMAKER\\nWritten for and originally produced by pupils of the National\\nSchool of Elocution and Oratory, Philadelphia, Pa.\\nBOSTON\\nWALTER H. BAKER CO\\n1900", "height": "3635", "width": "2291", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "A Fighting Chance\\nCHARACTERS\\n/1j originally produced, Saturday, April 2gtk, i8gg.\\nMadame Mayburn Harriet M. Sayre\\nThe Principal of the School\\nMlle. Fordet Edith G. Moses\\nThe French Instructress, possessing great admiration for\\nher own detective powers\\nEleanore Hamilton, The New Arrival, Ada Mae Storm\\nCecil Hotspur, A True Southerner, Anna Irwin\\nRuth Anna Morton, A Quakeress, Carrie C. Tilton\\nHelen Hastings Mae G. Young\\nWith an uncontrollable fondness for jacks\\nMabel Davis, An F. F. V. Naomi I. De Ginther\\nLulu Jefferson, Cecil s Room-mate, Carrie A. Bowman\\nMadeline Burgson Susan Appelgate\\nTroubled with English but never with insomnia\\nJuliet Washington Anabel Johnson Mary W. Syme\\nDecidedly above po white trash\\nRosy Harrigan Mabel Mac George\\nWith a love for the Union subservient to her hatred of i niggers\\nScene. Green Arches, a well-to-do boarding school a little\\nsouth of Mason and Dixon s line renowned as a southern\\ninstitution.\\nTime October, 1862.\\nAct I Hallway. Morning.\\nAct II Girls study room. Afternoon, one week later.\\nAct III Library. The following night.\\nCopyright, 1900, by Walter H. Baker Co.\\nWO COPIES REG,\\nJAN 3 I 1900", "height": "3585", "width": "2178", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "COSTUMES\\nACT I\\nEleanore Hamilton,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Black traveling gown, gloves and\\nhat, hand bag,\\nMadame. Suitable gown, dark, with white lace.\\nMlle. Fordet. Costumed more elaborately, flowing\\nsleeves, etc.\\nHelen.\\nCecil. I Dressed suitably for young ladies at school the\\nMabel, j dresses rather plain.\\nLulu. J\\nMadeline Burgson. Dress shorter than the others, apron,\\nhair in two braids.\\nRuth. Grey gown, very plain, with white fichu crossed on\\nbreast.\\nJuliet. Servant s gown, checked apron, red bandanna on\\nhead.\\nRosy. Servant s dress after first appearance with dainty\\ncap and apron.\\nACT II\\nSome or all of the gowns differing, but with the same general\\nidea as to appearance.\\nACT III\\nEleanore. Military cap and long military overcoat. Rid-\\ning boots.\\nMadame. Dark dress.\\nSchool Girls. Dark cloaks over light dresses.\\nTime for representation, two hours.", "height": "3635", "width": "2291", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3585", "width": "2178", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "A Fighting Chance.\\nACT I.\\nSCENE. A hallway in school. Chairs at rear. Table and\\neasy chair down R. Pictures on wall. Exits rear centre,\\ndown r. up l. Rosy Harrigan discovered on her knees,\\nwith sleeves rolled up, scrubbing-brush and bucket beside her,\\nwrin%in% out cloth and humming loudly Dixie. She\\npauses in work and lowers her voice as she hears Juliet.\\nJuliet {outside). Oh Dar it is again. Deed n it s jes\\nnuffin mo den dat po white trash.\\nRosy (indignantly). An me sowl, a stayin here to be in-\\nsulted by thet durty black nagger. Talkin to hersilf outside\\nthe door. Oi 11 give her wan. (Rises and beckons with brushy\\nCome, git to work, you black imp av the ach murther\\nthere s somebody wid her. Arrah (Snatches pail and stands\\nback curtseying.)\\nEnter Juliet and Eleanore Hamilton, r.\\nEleanore (turning at door, r.). Here, coachman, is your\\npay. (Leaning forward in an intense aside to coachman, as\\nRosy a?id Juliet have business.) Sumpter is the password.\\nDo not fail if I signal. Two shots if in danger.\\n(Eleanore and Juliet walk across stage, talking. As they\\npass, Rosy stares.)\\nEleanore. And so, aunty, although you are well treated,\\nyou want Massa Lincom to win. But now where will I find\\nMadame Mayburn\\nJuliet. Dis way, miss. She dun tole me she d be down\\nright off quick. Dar now, don t you all fall ober dem chairs\\ndat keerless Rosy hab lef. \\\\_Exeunt both, l.\\nRosy (grimacing). Keerless Rosy hab lift. Oi ll git\\naven wid her yit. A runnin down av me charakter to thim\\n5", "height": "3650", "width": "2246", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "6 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nnewcomers. Me, a Irish loidy workin wid that low down\\npace av ebony. Shure n Oi ll lave the place yit, that Oi will.\\n{Takes bucket, goes l. then, as Juliet returns l., she keeps\\nher ground and stares as Juliet crosses to right of stage.\\nJuliet makes no sign that she knows Rosy s where-\\nabouts except in holding herself very stiffly.\\nJuliet. Dar, I jes been thinkin sho miff whar dat Irish\\ngal hab went. Neber s workin as far s I ken see. Neber\\ndoes no work s far s any pusson ken see. Neber does nufhn\\nbut loaf an talk to dat vegmutable man. (Rosy bridling up\\nmore every minute and raising scrubbing-brush to throw at\\nJuliet.) Spect she ll be after dem soldierses if dey eber gets\\nroun hyah. (Rosy throws brush, missing her.) Oh yo s\\nhyah is yo tho t mebbe I d wake yo all upsomwhars. Guess\\nI ll do a bit ob dustin seein as der ain t none done.\\nRosy. It s not me that wull spake to the grasy black thing.\\nI belave it s a monkey, I do indade. {Laughs.)\\nJuliet {dusting). If dat was any kind ob a new joke I d\\nlaf. Since dar s nobody about I might jes as well sing.\\n{Sings.)\\nOh say ken yo see\\nBy de dawn s early light, etc.\\n(Rosy sings Dixie very loudly. Both girls dusting with\\nbacks turned. Run against each other. Business of\\nsinging again, etc. Enter back of stage c. Cecil,\\nHelen, with bag of jacks, and Lulu, all rushing in.\\nMadeline folloivs sleepily.)\\nCecil. What are yo servants doin The idea, Juliet, of\\nsingin thet low Yankee song hyah. Leave the room this\\ninstant. Yo all deserve to be whipped. If madame knew\\nanything she d hev it done, tew.\\n\\\\_Exeunt Juliet, r., and Rosy, c.\\nEnter Mabel Davis, l., studying from book.\\nHelen, j Mabel have you hear d tne news\\nMabel. Amo, Amas, Amat\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Oh! What is it\u00e2\u0080\u0094 news?\\nHave we won another victory\\nHelen. No, but\\nLulu. Not that\\nCecil {interrupting hotly). Hyah let me tell yo* all\\nhaven t seen her anyheow. Yo see, thar s a new arrival", "height": "3585", "width": "2178", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 7\\nMabel. Not a schoolgirl at this time\\n(As Cecil explains, Madeline, after vain endeavors to keep\\nawake y falls asleep R., front. Helen brings out her\\njacks and commences to play on table. Lulu watches\\nCecil.)\\nCecil. Yas, and she s not tew young, either; and of co se\\nI reckon they ll put her with us seniors, right quick, and it s a\\nshame, that s what it is, if we all could just\\nHelen. Madame said you were to stop saying you all\\nand we all every time you spoke. It s not elegant.\\nCecil. I reckon I ll say just what I please, besides I m no\\nmo Southe ner than madame, except in my talk. This whole\\nschool s mostly South. Yo all (girls laugh) like the South,\\nand Mabel there she s the hottest of any against the Yanks.\\nMabel. Well, I guess I ought to be. Even if I did live in\\nthe North a-lot, all my relatives are fighting down here.\\n(Lulu starts to tease Madeline and wake her up. Helen\\nplays with jacks again.) Anyhow I hope this girl isn t an-\\nother Northerner to contaminate us. Oh I don t mean any\\nof you.\\nEnter Ruth, c. girls glance at each other.\\nRuth. Cecil, does thee know where the new girl is?\\nMadame asked me to take charge of her.\\nCecil (ungraciously). No, I don t, an I don t keer.\\nYo all needn t bring her roun hyah to introduce.\\n[Exit Ruth, l.\\nLulu. Speak of angels\\n(Girls laugh; Mlle. Fordet listens unseen by girls at\\nmiddle door.)\\nCecil. I knew yo meant her. That little idiot Quaker.\\nThe new one must be a Yank tew, or madame would have sent\\nsome of us to take keer of her.\\nHelen, Yes, one of them will spoil our nice little clique,\\nlet alone two.\\nCecil. What Sur ly yo haven t stopped playm jacks.\\nYou do make me so tired. Can t yo ever leave them\\nhome?\\nMadeline (sweetly). Ach Gut, that s vat I myself say.\\n(Girls laugh.)\\nCecil. Well, I jes wish we all could get rid of both of em,\\nI reckon we ll make it tew hot for em anyheow.", "height": "3645", "width": "2185", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "8\\nA FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nHelen. I tell you what, we ll have an intrigue with\\nmad m selle at the head. Put her on the track, she s our friend\\nand snoops into everything. Shouldn t wonder if she were here\\nnow.\\n{Girls laugh and look around, Mlle. s head withdrawn;\\nexit.)\\nMabel. It s queer that madame doesn t see what a sneak\\nshe is. I wouldn t trust her in anything.\\nOthers. Nor I. {Bell rings.)\\nHelen. Come on, Madeline, time for class.\\nMadeline (rousing). Ya, madame, I vant mein photo-\\ngraphs to be took last week. (Laughter.)\\nCecil. Yas, my dear, yo should hev had it done, for yo re\\ngrowin mo hideous every day. (Shakes her.)\\nMadeline. Eh What\\nHelen. Come on, Madeline, you just forgot your English\\nin your sleep. It s class time for all of us anyway.\\n[Exit c, Mabel and Helen dragging off Madeline.\\nLulu (putting arm around Cecil). Who is this new girl,\\nCecil?\\nCecil. Don t kneow, but she looks terr ble glum.\\nLulu. Don t you think it s queer for her to be sent now in\\nthe midst of this awful war, when most of the girls have gone\\nhome? (Cecil nods.) Cecil, dear, what do you think North-\\nern soldiers look like\\nCecil. Awful wicked. Yo all never saw one, chile Look\\nlike great big bears and lions. Eat yo up, chile.\\nLulu. Oh I m so afraid you re fooling, Cecil, aren t\\nyou?\\nCecil (laughing). I m not afraid. (Rolls up sleeves.) I\\nreckon I ken fight em. It only takes one Southe ner to whip\\nten Yanksees, anyheow.\\nLulu (getting closer). You know I have no real home now,\\nand I d be so afraid here without you. Are they going to send\\nfor you, Cecil\\nCecil. No, live too far away. Safer hyah. (Thought-\\nfully.) Wish I was a man, I d go to war, tew.\\nLulu (starts nervously). Oh You wouldn t Cecil, would\\nyou Anyway, I hate that new girl because you do. I love\\nyou, Cecil. (Cecil kisses her.\\nCecil. Well, little girl, when we can t stay hyah any mo\\nI ll take yo all right back to my house, if yo ll come.\\nLulu. Really, Cecil? Oh!", "height": "3585", "width": "2178", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 9\\nBoth {looking around). Oh there s madame.\\nCecil. And class will be half over. Hurry\\n[Exit both hurriedly, c.\\nEnter Madame andyiiAX.., l.\\nMadame. Well, mad moiselle, although I cannot really own\\nto being so distrustful as you, still I have my own suspicions\\nin regard to this new pupil. She would tell me nothing but\\nthat her mother has just died, and that her father is sending\\nher here for safety. Indeed that is what he says in his letter,\\nbut part of it mystifies me. Listen and see what you can make\\nof it. {Reads from letter.) My dear Madame: I have\\ndecided to place my daughter, Eleanore, under your care at\\nonce. You will find her, in all probability, older than the\\nmajority of your pupils, but there is still much for her to learn,\\nand this is no safe place for a young girl to stay. She is to be\\nentirely subservient to all rules of the school, to be directly\\nunder your supervision, and I must insist on one thing she\\nshall receive no mail whatsoever. In fact she is to have no\\ncommunication with the outside world in any way. We are\\nvery warm Southerners, and therefore one with yourself in the\\ncause. With this I forward the sum of, etc., etc. Respect-\\nfully yours, E. S. Hamilton. So you see, my dear mad\\nmoiselle, the more I read that, the more I feel there is some\\naccompanying mystery. She seems like such a charming\\nMlle. Ah Madame, do not trust ze face sometime it\\nit ees a vat you call a mask. I do not trust zat girl, and I\\nwish you would return her back home again. {Aside.) Zat\\nis one big little hit for ze young ladies.\\nMadame. Mad moiselle, I scarcely think you mean what you\\nsay. Of course it is probably true that the girl has as she\\nsaid, lost her mother. She looks so sad sometimes it almost\\nmakes me creep. At first I thought she was in love or, per-\\nhaps, of a gloomy, morbid temperament, but she has such a\\nsweet smile, and\\nMlle. I sink zat madame vill regret, but it ees not my out-\\nlook, it ees zat of madame.\\nEnter Cecil, Helen, Mabel, Lulu, excitedly at door a; as\\nthey talk Eleanore enters much agitated, with Ruth trying\\nto comfort her. A little later Madeline crawls slowly in\\nand stands against wall, nods head, and finally goes to sleep\\nslipping on chair at rear. Helen shakes bag of jacks in\\nhand.", "height": "3645", "width": "2185", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "10 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nMadame (as they enter). Young ladies, what does this\\nmean?\\nCecil. I ll not stay if yo all keep\\nMabel. Madame, this is too much I Together\\nLulu. Oh, madame, she s an awful Yankee\\nHelen. How dare she\\nMadame {silencing them). One at a time, one at a time.\\nCecil (with temper). I ll not stay a day mo in a school\\nwith low down Yankee white trash.\\nMadame. Cecil, silence at once or go to your room.\\nMabel, what is all this about?\\nMabel. Madame, this young woman, who wishes us to be-\\nlieve her a lady, has come to this school, whose Southern sym-\\npathies are well known, with a damaging witness against her hid-\\nden in her trunk.\\nMadame. And what do you know of another s trunk?\\nMabel (a little abashed). Well well you know, ma-\\ndame, our trunks must go to the garret, and Rosy was making\\nready Miss Hamilton s room as she was folding and putting\\naway her clothes, and saw her take out of her trunk and\\nfold\\nMabel.\\nCecil* f A Yankee soldier suit\\nLulu. J\\nMadeline (sleepily). Ein zankee yolder zute (Mlle.\\nlooks triumphant.\\nMadame (severely). Miss Hamilton, kindly explain.\\nEleanore (with great dignity). I did not expect this was\\na school where one s every action was spied upon.\\nMadame. No words, please.\\nEleanore (a little confused). My brother was in the\\nUnion army, and\\nCecil (sneering). An is this yo re brother s picture?\\nEleanore (angrily). Give it me. How dare you?\\n(Tries to snatch picture, but is unable. Cecil hands it to\\nMadame, who waves it aside. Mlle. procures it, looks\\nat it, starts, then returns it to Cecil.)\\nMadame. No I do not wish to see others belongings,\\nand I too demand to know how you procured a photograph\\nbelonging to one who is almost a total stranger. It is outra-\\ngeous. (Cecil starts forward, but Mabel pulls her*back.)\\nHelen (emphasizing with jacks). Madame, really it isn t", "height": "3600", "width": "2057", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. II\\nour fault about that. It dropped from Miss Hamilton s things\\nat the side of her trunk. Rosy picked it up and showed it to us\\njust for fun, then Cecil kept it because some one called Rosy\\naway but we did not mean to say anything about it.\\nMadame. Cecil, return it to the owner immediately.\\nCecil {returns picture steps back). I don t think she has\\nexplained any tew much.\\nEleanore. And I refuse to explain to any one here except\\nmadame herself. (Mlle. displeased.)\\nMadame. Miss Hamilton s request shall be granted. To\\nyour classes, young ladies I will speak to you later about\\nyour part in this affair. Helen, you may leave your jacks with\\nme.\\n(Helen does so with wry face. Girts exeunt c. Helen\\npulls sleepy Madeline along at the last by her braid of\\nhair.\\nMadame. Mad moiselle, you also may go.\\n[Exit Mlle., displeased.\\nMadame (taking Eleanore s hand). Now, poor child,\\ntell me sufficient to put my mind at rest. Do not be afraid\\nof me.\\nEleanore (agitated). You have been so kind to me, a\\nstranger, madame, and Ruth is so good to me also. Without\\nyou both I could not have stood the censure of the girls.\\nMadame. Poor child, it was slander I knew, but they did\\nnot mean it they are only young and impetuous. But pro-\\nceed\\nEleanore. What I shall tell you, madame, must be for\\nyourself alone. My father is a very proud man, and his affairs\\nhe considers his own, and so I will merely tell you enough to\\nhave you understand and not blame me too much.\\nMadame. My dear little girl, I know and feel that you are\\ninnocent, and assure you that you shall have my sympathy and\\nhelp.\\nEleanore. And may I ask you one question first? I\\nhardly dare tell you until I do.\\nMadame. And what is it\\nEleanore (glancing about). Madame, the girls have al-\\nready expressed doubts in my presence or this liberty I would\\nnot dare to take, but madame are you for do you sympathize\\nwith the North or the South\\nMadame (with a slight reserve). Miss Hamilton, you\\nknow what my school is, can you not j udge", "height": "3645", "width": "2185", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "12 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nEleanore. Oh Madame, perhaps it is needful, indeed,\\nthat you do not commit yourself to others, but surely you have\\nsome love for either the blue or the gray\\nMadame. This is merely wasting time continue with your\\nstory.\\nEleanore {sighs, pauses, and then continues My mother\\nwas a Northern woman. Oh I cannot speak of her My\\nfather, who is an austere man in all things, is more than severe\\nin regard to his loyalty to the South, and will allow nothing to\\ncome between him and what he considers his patriotic duty.\\nMadame. Have you always lived South\\nEleanore. No, my brother and I were educated in Phila-\\ndelphia, mamma spending much time with us there. At last\\nEric entered West Point to take up the military education\\nwhich father wished him to have but when the war broke out,\\ninstead of returning to enlist for the South, he went with a\\nNorthern regiment.\\nMadame {sits). And your mother was living then?\\nEleanore {controlling agitation sits also). Yes, mamma\\nwas living, and of course sympathized with the North, but\\npapa oh I never could speak of his awful anger. He dis-\\nowned Eric at once, and never would allow us even to mention\\nhis name before him. He said, moreover, and how well I re-\\nmember his saying it, that no Yankee soldier should ever enter\\nhis house.\\nMadame. And did your brother never return\\nEleanore. Yes, madame, he was brought home shot, with\\nsome wounded rebel soldiers to whom the house was ever\\nopen. He he died with mamma standing near him. Papa\\nnever knew he was there, and then mamma, never very strong,\\ngave out too and then {Puts handkerchief to face, bows head\\non table.)\\nMadame {very much moved). Poor little motherless, brother-\\nless girl. You need say no more. Your father and you now\\nhave nothing in common, and he has sent you away. I see it\\nall, and this suit of faded blue is all that is left you. {Ris-\\ning and aside.) And yet why should she have no communica-\\ntion with the outside world. But she is too agitated now.\\nEleanore {rising). Madame, have I satisfied you\\nMadame. Yes, dear child. Your life is entirely loveless,\\nis it not? (Eleanore starts as if to reply then looks away.)\\nBut now I must tell you that your father has written me very\\nstringently concerning your privileges here.\\nEleanore {bitterly). And what has my father asked?", "height": "3590", "width": "2041", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 13\\nMadame. He has received our assurance that you will have\\nno communication whatsoever with the outside world while you\\nremain with us. (Eleanore starts.} You will receive no one\\nand no word by mail.\\nEleanore. Oh Madame\\nMadame. You will see that you are to be under strict sur-\\nveillance however, Eleanore, this is really too hard, and if\\nyou will do one thing\\nEleanore {quickly). And what is that\\nMadame. Give us your word of honor that under no cir-\\ncumstances\\nEleanore (defiantly). Madame, if you trust me, you trust\\nme if not, then do as you wish with me but I will not be\\nbound down by any promises. It was not my w,ish to be sent\\nhere and\\nMadame. Eleanore, you will not try to leave this place\\nThat would not be easy you know. Think this over, dear\\nchild, for I cannot worry you further when you are so troubled.\\nCome now, you must go to your room and dress, your eyes are\\nquite red with weeping. (Eleanore turns to go and Madame\\ncalls her back.) Eleanore, the walls themselves have ears. I\\nhardly know whether or not I dare speak openly even to you,\\nbut\\nRosy {entering r.). A man to spake wid yer, ma m, at\\nwanct, and immejit, if you plaze.\\nEleanore {aside). I wonder who he is.\\nMadame. Oh very well, Rosy. [Exit r.\\nRosy. I m sorry, miss, that I took the pixture, and made\\nall that trouble for yez, for I loike yer swate face, that I do\\nonly I thought ye were jist loike the rest, and a good joke\\nniver hurrts any of thim. I hopes ye 11 fergive me.\\nEleanore {kindly). Certainly I will, Rosy; I m sure you\\nmeant me no harm. And, Rosy, will you come and bring me\\nsome hot water I have a slight headache and want to bathe\\nmy eyes.\\nRosy (both moving toward door l.). Yis, you pore darlint,\\nthet I will, and if I ken git thet black nagger out av my way,\\nOi ll make ye some tay loike me great grandmither used to\\nmake. [Exeu?it both l. meet Juliet en-\\ntering l. as they go out. Business.\\nJuliet {crossing stage to door r.). Po white trash.\\n[Exit r.\\nMlle. {enter c. looks i?i and around, steps in a little at a\\ntime, finally comes front.) I sought I heard ze voices. {Lis-", "height": "3645", "width": "2114", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "H\\nA FIGHTING CHANC\u00c2\u00a3.\\ntens again.) No one seems wizin. I wonder where rat little\\nvixen is. Cette mechante fille Eleanore Hameelton ees it\\nI believe her not at all in anysing. Ah sacre bleu And\\nwas zat her brozere in ze picture\u00e2\u0080\u0094 eh Non\u00e2\u0080\u0094 non\u00e2\u0080\u0094 for I gazed\\nupon it well wiz my two eyes. Ah ciel Who ees eet eh\\nEet ees no relatif\u00e2\u0080\u0094 no ce n est pas son frere eet ees not her\\nbrozere eet ees ze cocher ze man who drives who brings\\nzat wicked bad girl from ze station to here. I saw him wiz\\nmy two eyes. Ah He ees in league wiz her wiz Mees\\nEleanore Hameelton. I Mad moiselle Aimee Fordet, say eet.\\nHe ees and she ees vat you call ze spies. {Becoming very\\ndramatic. And parbleu ve are betrayed.\\nQUICK CURTAIN.", "height": "3590", "width": "2133", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "ACT II.\\nSCENE. Time is one week later. Study room, neatly fur-\\nnished. Tables down l. and up r. Chairs, etc. Doors R.,\\nl. and c. Easy chair down r.\\nEleanore (at table, down l., writing at intervals) She\\npromised to meet me here, and it is after time now. Writes.)\\nShe is a darling if she is black. (Looks at watch.) It only\\nlacks a little while until the bell rings, and then the girls will\\ncome trooping in here for study hour, and I must have it this\\nmorning. I didn t sleep a wink last night, fearing lest some-\\nthing had happened, and when one has nothing else left in the\\nworld to live for but (Glances around apprehensively.)\\nOh dear I feel so anxious, and for a girl who has no nerves\\nI am like a scared cat. (Writes again.) Anyway, after I do\\nreceive it, I ll send this that I have been writing for a week,\\njust adding something to it. Madame knows I m not to write\\nletters and she watches me like a hawk. Oh (Hastily\\ncrumples paper.) Thought I heard something. {Examines\\nroom snaps watch.) Where can she be? {Goes to door c.\\nand listens returns and smoothes letter on table.) I wonder\\nwhy mad moiselle dislikes me so. Well, it s mutual, only I be-\\nlieve she could be nice if she wasn t making a detective agency\\nout of herself. I ll read this again. (Starts to read letter.)\\nMy dear (Hears some one coming; claps hand to mouth\\nand hastily folds letter and thrusts it in pocket of dress.\\nEnter Juliet, r., stealthily, first looking around, Eleanore\\nshowing eagerness.) Oh come right in, Juliet, I ve been so\\nworried about you.\\nJuliet. Not bout me, I reckon, miss. Guess yo all\\nwanted what I hab do fo sartin.\\nEleanore. Oh give it to me quick, Juliet, and I ll put it\\nin my dress, then you must tell me all about it. If any one\\ncomes, remember you are going to get me a cup of tea. I\\nhave a headache. (Juliet looks incredulous.) Indeed I\\nhave, a very bad one. You see I couldn t sleep last night for\\n(lowering voice) I knew this ought to come.\\nJuliet. Tears to me that yo want it berry bad, miss. Fust,", "height": "3650", "width": "2150", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "l6 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nyou must tell me wha it from, fo I dun hab got my orders,\\nconsarnin yo\\\\\\nEleanore. Oh aunty, give it to me at once and don t be\\nso foolish. Didn t you promise\\nJuliet. Neber min honey; here, yo ole black Jullie lubs\\nyo\\\\ Take it. (Gives her letter which Eleanore snatches,\\nlooks at, and hides in bosom of dress. Tell me de res when\\nyo got it hid.\\nEleanore. There isn t much I can tell you, aunty, except\\n(leaning closer) it s an important matter from one of Massa\\nLincoln s soldiers.\\nJuliet. Oh missy, it s all right, den, an I don t keer what\\ndey say. But it worries pore young missy sho nuff, it gibs\\nher a heap ob keer. I had a heap ob keer once, I had a hus-\\nban a bu ful husban him dead now I had a li le boy, such\\na bu ful li le black boy\u00e2\u0080\u0094 him dead too. Ain t got no keer\\nnow nice to hab no keer.\\nEleanore (who has been glancing around furtively and\\nfingering letter in dress anxiously). Aunty, I thank you so\\nmuch, you ll never know how much, but I ll repay you some\\nday, surely. Now, I m going to my room with this tooth-\\nache\\nJuliet. Headache, missy.\\nEleanore. Yes yes, headache, that s what I said. (Juliet\\nshakes head negatively.) Oh! didn t I? Well I really have\\none, you know, and you ll bring me that cup of tea very soon,\\nwon t you, aunty, and then you know if I should have a letter\\nfor you to take out and give to somebody and oh Why\\nyou haven t told me a thing about how you obtained this one.\\nJuliet {mysteriously). Well, yo see, missy, I tains it like\\ndis. I goes bout de time yo tol me, down back in de woods\\nnear dat ole pine tree wid de hole in it, an all ob a sudden I\\nsee a\\nEleanore. Sh I must run j there comes some one.\\n[Exit l.\\nJuliet (dusting chairs with apron). An as I was jes a\\ncummutatin to myself, (Mlle. enters c. a?id listens) do I s\\ntreated bountiful good by dat kin and lobely madame an\\nspecially by dat berry fine and knowin missus dat is a\\nFrencher an says Poblie voo as I was accenteratin dey wuz\\nsuttenly good to dis po black nigger; but de massas and\\nmissuses dat de rest ob my po fambly hab dey is terr ble,\\nsho nuff. An why is yo hyah, mabumezelle? How eber\\ndid yo come, an Juliet neber know d it.", "height": "3580", "width": "2123", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE, 1 7\\nMlle. I sought you talk wiz some one. Non No one ees\\nhere.\\nJuliet. Jes talkin to maself, maburnezelle. Yo see when\\nI s alone I hab nuffin else to do but sing an talk when I s\\nworkin Maburnezelle like a nice bit ob sho t kake, jes\\nfrom de oben, hot wid butter, an a li le pinch ob tea?\\nMlle. {rubbing her hands). Ah oui, eet ees excellente.\\n{Aside. Juliette ees my friend, she is my how you say\\ncomplice! {Aloud.) Juliette, ici, vill do me von favour?\\n(Lowering voice.) Eet ees neccessarie zat I find out a wicked\\ngirl ah ver wicked. Vill Juliette help mad moiselle who has\\nze tres prettie ribbons zat Juliette vill find is for she\\nJuliet {looking up). Sho nuff. Juliet will do eberyting\\nfo maburnezelle, dat s de berry truf.\\nMlle. Juliette, zis wicked girl some one come for she,\\nmayhaps, and mayhaps a lettere to-day. Eef so, who get zis\\nlettere. Rosy Non Juliette Ah Juliette bring eet to\\nmad moiselle. Ees eet not so\\nJuliet. Yaas, indeedy. If yo Aunt Juliet see anyting like\\ndat, she ll neber gib it to dat Eleanore Hablington neber, fo\\na minute, in co se she won t. Got dem ribbons bout yo\\nmaburnezelle\\nMlle. Non. Mais Juliette, send me to Mees Madeline, ze\\nsleepy enfant, and Juliette, come to my room fore ver long.\\nJuliet. Berry well maburnezelle may be sho dat I ll be\\ndere. {Aside, as she goes out.) Guess I ain t no fool nudder.\\nYoung missy hab her letter black Julie 11 soon hab her ribbon.\\nIf I dun oderway, maburnezelle might been sumspicious.\\n[Exit, r.\\nMlle. Ah Juliette is one ver good negresse Juliette\\nees on mad moiselle s side. Ze little innocente Germaine on\\nmad moiselle s side, and on ze back of it all, ze whole school,\\nver near. And zat wicked Eleanor zat spy zat vat you\\ncall zat zat traitore ah ve vill bring her into ze dust.\\nMadeline {entering l., sleepily). Ach Fraulein, hier\\nbin Ich.\\nMlle. Ah Ze prettie child. Mad moiselle has lovely\\norange for Madeline. Here ees eet. {Hands orange.)\\nMadeline {curtesy ing). Ich danke ihnen.\\nMlle. Ah now ma prettie enfant, mad moiselle would so\\nlove to have Madeline help. (Madeline begins to grow\\nsleepy, and continues gradually to fall asleep while Mad moi-\\nselle talks, with her face averted fro?n the child.) Zis school\\nees so prettie and all are so ver content, it would be so great", "height": "3640", "width": "2104", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "l8 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nshame eef all ees spoil. Ah Oui, petite enfant. {Lowering\\nvoice looking around room, sees Madeline almost asleep,\\nshakes her.~) Ah She listen not. {Shakes her harder.)\\nAh Ze wicked, bad, bad, wretched enfant.\\nMadeline. Ach Fraulein, Ich shleep not. Ach\\nFraulein ach\\nMlle. Listen, Madeline. {Same business, looking around\\nroom and Madeline going to sleep in chair down r.) In zis\\nschool ees a spy maybe two spy. Ah it ees terreeble. Vill\\nMadeline help mad moiselle Madeline vill not be how you\\ncall expected non, suspected, because she ees so much a\\nlittle sleepy child. Ees eet not so?\\n(Madeline snores gently.)\\nMlle. Ah Parbleu Wringing hands enter Helen,\\nc, swinging jacks.) She shall be ze death of me. She sleeps\\nalways all ze time.\\nHelen (laughing). Why, what is the matter, mad moiselle,\\ndon t you feel like yourself?\\nMlle. Ah Eet ees ze little Madeline, zis terreeble\\nenfant.\\nHelen. Oh There s no use trying to make her do any-\\nthing for you. Just listen to her now. (Madeline breathes\\nheavily.) Can t I help you, mad m selle, or would you like\\nto play\\n(Spreads game on table up r.)\\nMlle. Non non misplace zem back. Eet ees not al-\\nlowed, Mad moiselle Helene. Madame gives ze jackets back,\\neh Ah Vill you help me\\nHelen. Certainly, what can I do?\\nMlle. (quickly). Eet ees about zis Eleanore Hameelton.\\nZe ees a wicked\\nHelen. Now, look here, mad moiselle, I don t like her\\nmuch and I m sorry she came, and we girls do not intend to\\nhave anything to do with her, nevertheless I for one am not\\ngoing to sneak around trying to find mean things about other\\npeople. If she oughtn t to be here, let madame find it out and\\nsend her home.\\nEnters., Rosy, and Juliet r.\\nRosy. Shure n the madame wants ye, ma msille, at onct,\\nimmajit, in the library.", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. IO,\\nJuliet, Madame wants yo mabumezelle, in the\\n(They see each other, business.*)\\n[Exit Mlle. c, Rosy l. and Juliet r.\\nHelen. My, how those girls do -fight. Anyway I wish\\nthis war was over. It makes everything so hard. Mamma s\\nsick and papa s losing everything. I can t get home and\\n{Draws hand across eyes.) Oh Why not teach Madeline\\nmy little game? {Calls.) Oh! Madeline Madeline!\\n[Goes up and screeches in ear.) Madeline\\nMadeline {starting up). Nein, madame. I vas not all\\nashleep. I vas shust\\n(Helen laughs Madeline rubs eyes and laughs good-\\nnaturedly.)\\nE?iter Cecil, Lulu and Mabel l.\\nHelen. Oh, hello I wish yOu girls would help me wake\\nMadeline, or better still, play jacks with me.\\nMabel. No, thanks, we ve had enough jacks.\\nCecil. Yaas, and I ve got one of my own, only he s\\nfightin now.\\nLulu. Oh girls, do you know they say the soldiers are\\nmarching up in this direction, and that the Yankees are around\\nsomewhere near, and I m awfully frightened. Just suppose\\nthey d fight near our school.\\nCecil. Pooh I d jes go out and get ahold of the bes\\nlookin Johnny Reb I could, and after the battle we d go off\\nand git married, and I d be a proud lady with a long satin train.\\nMabel. Sometimes you are too ridiculous for words,\\nCecil.\\nLulu. Do you know I don t believe Eleanore Hamilton will\\nbe here long Madame sent for her to come to her room, and\\nsince mad moiselle why But, Cecil, then Helen hasn t\\nheard the news.\\n(Madeline rouses up.)\\nHelen. Well, what is it?\\nMabel, j Somebod y saw a s Py-\\nCecil. Yes, a man skulkin bout this hyah school.\\nHelen. Oh, pshaw How do they know he was a spy\\nLulu. Well, he looked like it.\\nHelen. Why, did you see him? You d think a toad-\\nstool was a spy if you met it alone on a dark night.", "height": "3670", "width": "2109", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "20 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nCecil. Yo see, mad moiselle saw this hyah spy.\\nHelen. Then I think it is an idle tale, for mad moiselle be-\\nlieves she s ferreting out a horrible murder case or something,\\nand when she s started she s worse than a little fox terrier after\\na rabbit.\\nLulu (seriously). Do you know I believe she looks like a\\nfox terrier.\\nAll. Why Lulu\\nMabel. Well, I ll tell you one thing; it seems to me that\\nEleanore Hamilton has more than one friend in this school.\\nCecil. Of co se, there s the Quaker.\\nHelen. And Madeline (All turn and look fi?id her\\nasleep again laugh.) Or Juliet?\\nMabel. No, I don t mean them.\\nCecil (speaking quickly). Yo su tunly doanV\\nmean\\nLulu. You can t mean\\nTogether.\\nHelen. Oh Mabel, you aren t thinking\\nof\\nMabel. Well who?\\nAll (softly). Madame? (Girls look around frightened.)\\nMabel. Yes, madame.\\nHelen. Oh nonsense.\\nMabel. Thank you, Miss Hastings, it isn t nonsense at all.\\nHelen. Why, Mabel, Eleanore s not even allowed to go\\nout alone.\\nMabel. But madame helps her with this or that, or she\\nstays in her room with a headache, and Ruth or Juliet carries\\nup her tea and now this man who has been spying\\nHelen. Well, Mabel, I think you re getting like mad moi-\\nselle. You ll have to join her agency, Davis and Fordet,\\ndetectives. Bloodhounds and fox terriers to hire, loaded pistols\\nnot allowed and\\nMabel. Helen, I want you to understand that I m not\\nfooling.\\nLulu. Anyway, I move we all help get rid of her if she\\nbrings horrid spies around.\\nHelen. There, I said you were afraid of a shadow.\\nLulu. I m not afraid, and I ll just show you some time how\\nbrave I really am. I don t believe I m afraid of any\\n(Mlle. puts head in door c, finger to lips and gives a loud\\nSh/ Girls all jump. Lulu screams and takes hold\\nof Helen, going behind her.)", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 21\\nEnter Mlle. cautiously.\\nHelen. What s the matter, mad moiselle\\nMlle. Sh sh sh If ze young ladies would see wiz\\nzere own eyelids, come quickly, at once ver quieet to my\\nroom. You shall see for what. Be ver quiet; no one must\\nknow you have been in mad moiselle s room. Then return\\nback here immediatement.\\n[Exit c, Mlle. Mabel r. Cecil and Lulu l.\\nHelen. Humph The little fox terrier is certainly on the\\nscent. I guess it will prove a rat, though, instead of a rabbit.\\nWell, I might as well see all there is to see but if I stayed\\nhere I could have a little game. I ll just throw them out\\nagain. I won t really stay. {Spreads them Where was I?\\nAt threezems. Oh, dear I do want to play.\\nCecil {outside softly). Helen hurry, hurry\\n\\\\_Exit r., Helen, leaving- bag and jacks on table.\\nMadeline {rousing). Ach Wo sind sie alle? Alle gone.\\n{Shrubs shoulders.) It vill be soon time for I to take mein\\nvat it is Ach my nap. I vill go zu my bett und shleep.\\n[Exit l.\\nEnter Madame, c.\\nMadame. I trust Eleanore will come at once, for she must\\ntell me to-day what I wish to know. I am greatly worried over\\nthe whole matter, and yet I feel myself growing more and more\\nfond of her. {Sees jacks and gathers them up, fasteniiig bag\\nto belt.) Well, here is a prize. I ve been waiting for an ex-\\ncuse to take possession of these again. Helen rattles them in\\none s ears so eternally that it becomes unbearable. {Enter\\nEleanore, c.) Ah Eleanore. Now, dear child, be just as\\nbrief as you wish, but tell me what I must know.\\nEleanore. And what is it, madame, that you would learn\\nMadame. Eleanore, do not endeavor to circumvent me.\\nTwice has there come a man to see you, a most soldierly-look-\\ning young fellow, I will add, and seemingly most honorable\\nbut he will tell me nothing, and is as mysterious as yourself.\\nEleanore, who is he, and why did he come\\nEleanore. How can I tell, madame, when you give me no\\nname and no message, and at the time you had ordered me\\nlocked in my room.\\nMadame. And yet, Eleanore, I could almost take my oath\\nupon it that he looked up at your window as he left, and\\nmad moiselle says he gave some signal. Was it chance Elea-", "height": "3670", "width": "2109", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "22 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nnore, I insist and demand how did he know your window, if\\nhe did. Have you communicated with him\\nEleanore. Madame has not yet told me who he is.\\nMadame. Enough of this we are not playing. Have you\\nwritten to him against my orders (A pause Eleanore gives\\nno sign. Firmly). Answer at once. {Slight pause.) Have\\nyou nothing to say Only to-day I received word from your\\nfather, ordering that you be watched in a way that would sug-\\ngest a prisoner of war. It seems ridiculous to me, and yet\\nunless you respond to my questions, what must I think?\\n(Eleanore sighs wearily and shrugs shoulders.) Still you\\nanswer nothing. Then assuredly there is only one course for\\nme to pursue. At present your father is within one day s jour-\\nney from here. I will go to him, Eleanore, do you understand?\\nI will go to him and solve this puzzle for myself.\\nEleanore (anxiously). Surely, madame is not speaking\\nseriously.\\nMadame. I assure you that madame does not treat such\\nmatters lightly. If you cannot answer me within an hour, I\\nshall start this afternoon.\\nEleanore. Oh madame, do not, I pray you, do not go\\nto my father. If you make him angry, no telling to what\\nlengths he may go. If he would kill me outright I would not\\ncare so much, but he only suggests such awful ways of putting\\nme where I shall never see life or happiness again. It was\\nonly after days of pleading that I was sent to you. Oh ma-\\ndame, do not go to my father.\\nMadame. Eleanore, if you tell me what I have asked I will\\nnot go.\\nEleanore. Madame, dear madame, you do not know what\\nyou ask. It isn t possible.\\nMadame. Then there is no use of further conversation.\\nEleanore. Can you not give me a respite Then truly,\\nmadame, in a few days you shall know all.\\nMadame. Eleanore shall I know it from you\\nEleanore (hesitating). Yes, madame.\\nMadame. Then, Eleanore, I trust you again, and I wi)\\npostpone my visit for the present.\\nEleanore. Oh Thank you, thank you, dear madar\\nand whatever happens, even if it seem otherwise, I shall ,ill\\nbe worthy of your trust and love.\\nMadame {kisses her). Dear child, I love you almost as an\\nown daughter. You may go now I am satisfied. (Holds her\\nfrom her by both hands, looks at her a moment Eleanore", "height": "3545", "width": "2234", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 23\\nsighs, then exit L.) I thought that only a girl in love could\\nsigh like that. And yet she has had enough of other troubles.\\nBut why do I allow myself to become so foolishly fond of her,\\nprobably to be disappointed in the end.\\nEnter Helen, r.\\nHelen {startled Oh (Sees jacks gone.\\nMadame. Was there something you wanted, Helen\\nHelen. Well, no, not exactly\u00e2\u0080\u0094 you see\u00e2\u0080\u0094 {Notices bag at\\nMadame s waist.) Oh (Sweetly.) Did you find my jacks,\\nmadame? You see, I was just counting them\\nMadame. Helen, I know very well you were playing, and\\nyou know the limit I put upon your hours for indulgence.\\nNow, if I give them back they must be put away for to-day.\\nRemember, Helen, you are a child no longer. Why this is\\nbecoming a passion with you now, will you promise\\nHelen. Oh yes, madame. You see I miss the sound of\\nthem when they are left behind.\\nMadame. Well, take them, for I must find mad moiselle.\\nHelen. Thank you, madame; and mad moiselle is in her\\nown room, and I think wants to see you. {Exit Madame, c.\\nShaking bag.) How good it is to hear the dear old things\\nagain. Too bad that I had to promise, for I wouldn t break my\\nword for anything. {Shakes them again.) It doesn t seem to\\nme as if they were all here. Surely, it s no sin to look.\\n{Spreads them on table.) One, three, four, five, eight, nine,\\neleven, fifteen\u00e2\u0080\u0094 right where was I Oh Threezems. I\\ncould just take those three, and those three, and, oh, I must\\ntake those.\\n{Tosses up jacks as Cecil and Mabel enter c.)\\nMabel. Well, I think it s a disgrace to the school.\\nCecil. An hyar s another. I declare to goodness, Helen,\\nyo ve forgotten all about the real excitement already, and are\\nat that fiendish game again. Whar s madame, anyheow? If\\nshe catches yo\\nHelen. Oh I forgot all about madame. (Puts jacks\\naway.)\\nEnter Lulu, i\\nLulu. Do you know, I m terribly scared just think of\\nthat awful spy. Wasn t he dreadful-looking, with his hat\\ndrawn down and\\nCecil. I ll tell yo all what I think. He s jes as like as\\nnot the man in that picture Rosy found,", "height": "3670", "width": "2109", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "24 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nHelen. What nonsense He had great big shoulders, but\\nthat s all you could tell. Why, you couldn t see a smitch of\\nhis face.\\nEnter Mlle.\\nMlle. Young ladies, ees eet not terreeble And madame\\nhas question Eleanore, but vill now soon question ze more and\\neef eet ees not satisfactoire, madame goes away on journey for\\ntwo days and vill see Col. Hameelton, and zen voila Ah\\nI have my vat you call my handkercheef drop.\\nLulu. Here it is, mad moiselle.\\n{They go to back of stage business picking up handkerchief.}\\nCecil {at front of stage to Mabel). Mabel, if madame\\ngoes to-day, we all will have a big midnight supper to-morrow\\nnight.\\nMabel. Fine and when you and Helen go horseback rid-\\ning to-morrow, you can stop at the village and bring a lot of\\nstuff to eat.\\nCecil. Yes, and yo and Lu be out walkin with yo re\\ncapes on and meet us and smuggle the things in. Sh\\nEnter Rosy, l.\\nRosy {excitedly}. Kin I say madame at onct, immajit?\\nMlle. {aside; coming front, r.). Rosy has ze news.\\n{Aloud.) Vill I not do, Rosy?\\nRosy. Yis, indade, but I must say you alone intoirely.\\nMlle. Young ladies, eet ees my wish to be alone.\\n[Exeunt girls, r., disappointedly.\\nHelen {turning back). Let us stay, mad moiselle, we won t\\nlisten.\\nMlle. Go immediatement, Helene. {Exit Helen, shak-\\ning jacks.) Ze news, Rosy?\\nRosy. Och Did ye know thet ugly black naggur Juliet\\nis a traither, indade\\nMlle. Eet ees imposseeble. I have just gave her ze prettie\\nred ribbon for zat she vill help me.\\nRosy. Lidade, an Oi ll tell yez how she does it. After\\nthe man what came before, was done spyin round, I jist fol-\\nlowed him down the path, unbeknownst, and when he come to\\nthe ould pine tray he stops, he does, and he waits and I stops\\nmyself, I does, and I waits, only it s behint of another tray on\\nthe other soide av the road. Well", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. %5\\nMlle, Queeck, queeck, Rosy, say eet queeck.\\nRosy. Well, Oi m jist comin to the excoitin bit av adven-\\nture it was. He waits, and thin all av a suddint he says, soft\\nlike, Juliet, Juliet Hello, aunty. Then, sez Oi to meself,\\nnow ye ll say the doin s, Rosy Harrigin, but not a sowl come,\\nMlle. Zat ees what I say.\\nRosy. Och Shur n jist wait. Somehow er ither Oi made\\na bit av a noise, and he looks round suspicious loike, and thin\\nquick as a flash, but not too quick for me, Oi see him drop\\ninto the hole in the ould pine tray a letter.\\nMlle. A lettere Have you eet\\nRosy. Now, faith n jist wait. Oi was just stayin behint\\nthe tray for a whoile, till I say him shlink off in the bushes,\\nand thin jist as Oi was goin to cross the road, Oi heerd a noise\\nand agin Oi waited a bit to see wot was the matter, and suddint\\nthet naggur come out on the path and quick as a wink to the\\npine tray, and made a grab and fetched up somethin white\\nand fore Oi could say a worrd, she ran loike the loike all\\npossissed fer the house, and so Oi jist thought Oi d tell you\\nshe\\nMlle. Zat ees ver right. Zis man ees a vat you call\\nac-complice of zat bad one, Eleanore Hameelton. I must tell\\nmadame immediatement. (Goes toward door c.)\\nRosy (aside). Eleanore Hamilton, is it? Ef Oi d known\\nit had something to do wid her, Oi d niver told. She trated\\nme square, thet she did. Besides she s a rale loidy, wan av\\nthim thorrybreds, an Oi ain t savin so much fer the wan wid\\nme now.\\n(Juliet, with conspicuous red ribbon on, enters c. sees\\nMlle., screams and runs out.)\\nMlle. Juliette Juliette Ici immediatement. Rosy,\\nbring her queeck. [Exit Rosy.\\nMlle. (triumphant). Now vill I get ze lettere and Mad\\nmeselle Fordet vill find out everysing wiz herself.\\nEnter Juliet and Rosy Rosy stands at door grimacing for a\\nmoment.\\n[Exit Rosy.\\nJuliet. Mabumezelle sen fo me\\nMlle. Juliette, give me ze lettere, immediatement.\\nJuliet (innocently). I habn t got no letter.\\nMlle. Ver ees eet zen, answer. Ze lettere you fin in ze\\ntree. Rosy, see you find eet,", "height": "3700", "width": "2149", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "26 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nJuliet (aside). Dat fool ob a Rosy 11 get in trouble wid\\nher Aunt Julie. Dat s de truf. {Aloud. Oh Mabumezelle,\\nI look for a letter from ma sweetheart, but de letter hab went\\nsho\\nMlle. Zen you took eet, you black wretch. Take away\\nzat red ribbon. I gif no more I go fin Mees Eleanore.\\nJuliet. Habn t seen Missy Eleanore since early dis afte\\nnoon, so yo see bein as Rosy sed I jes fin it, I couldn t hab\\ngib it to her.\\nMlle. Zen ver ees eet Queeck. I vill have zem zrash\\nyou\\nJuliet. Oh land Mabumezelle I dun know nuffm ob it,\\ncause I ain t got it.\\nMlle. I ll find Mees Hameelton zis minute. {Aside.) Eef\\nI find madame all ze credit she vill get. Non I vill do eet\\nall myself. [Exit c.\\nE?iter Eleanore, r.\\nJuliet. Sh Mabumezelle jes gone out to hunt yo up.\\nEleanore. Oh Juliet, where s my letter? Everything\\ndepends on that.\\nJuliet. Why, honey, ain t yo got yo letter yet\\nEleanore. Oh Juliet, what did you do with it\\nJuliet. Yo pore lamb it s all right I gib it to Missy\\nRuth, cause I promise not to gib yo anyting, and Rosy hab\\nseen me take it, an she done tole mabumezelle.\\nEleanore. Oh dear What will happen now Juliet,\\nrun right off and keep mad moiselle away, for here comes Ruth.\\n[Exit Juliet c.\\nEnter Ruth r.\\nRuth. Where has thee been, Eleanore. I have had such a\\nsearch for thee.\\nEleanore. Dearest Ruth, you are so good but have you\\nbrought my letter\\nRuth. Yes, yes but where can thee hide it?\\nEleanore. Here. I ll hide it with this other one in my\\ndress. {Takes one from dress, and the otlier one from Ruth;\\nplaces both in dress.) And Ruth dear, you have been such a\\nsweet little sister when no one is kind to me here. (Holding\\nboth her hands.)\\nRuth. But I love thee, Eleanore, and I always will,\\nand\\nEnter Juliet", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 27\\nJuliet {excitedly). Sh Can t keep mabumezelle any\\nlonger yo d better run, fo she s comin sho\\n[Exit Juliet, r.\\nEnter Rosy c.\\nRosy. Indade Oi wouldn t hide Miss Eleanore, fer she s a\\ncomin wid a candle and she s goin to hunt the whole house.\\n[Exit r.\\nEleanore. It will be best for you to go, Ruth. I m not\\nafraid of her, anyway.\\nRuth. I wish I could help thee, but farewell. \\\\_Exit l.\\nEleanore. Now to be ready for the fray. What can I do,\\nfor the game s up if I m found out before just so many hours.\\nHowever, I might as well look calm.\\n{Picks up book, sits l.; enter Mlle. c, with lighted candle\\nmid with poker, very much excited, brandishing both.)\\nMlle. Ah Ees eet you at last. I have run you down.\\nYou can nosing do.\\nEleanore. Why, mad moiselle, aren t you feeling well?\\nWere you looking for me\\n(Mlle. looks aghast while Eleanore takes poker and candle\\nfrom her, putting candle, still lighted, on table l.)\\nMlle. Have you not from me run You wicked enfant.\\nEleanore. Why, no why should I run from you and,\\nmad moiselle, why do you call me names?\\nMlle. Ah no need to circum vat you call circumlo-\\ncate. I know eet all and I vill uncover you.\\nEleanore. I guess you mean discover.\\nMlle. No, I do not, and do not change ze subject. You\\nknow eet ees not allowed to receive ze lettere, so give me eet\\nimmediatement.\\nEleanore. Why, mad moiselle, are you crazy What letter-\\ndo you mean\\nMlle. {coming close and hissing words I mean ze lettere\\nzat ze spy put in ze tree; an eef you do eet not I vill have\\nJuliette whipped till she tell everysing. I have ze powere.\\nNow, mad moiselle Eleanore\\nEleanore (aside; walking away from Mlle). I have it\\nit s the only way and I will not have Juliet whipped.\\nMlle. Veil, mad moiselle\\nEleanore, Mile. you shall have the letter under one con*\\ndition,", "height": "3700", "width": "2149", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "28 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nMlle. {eagerly). What eez zat. I promise not ze vat you\\ncall secrecy.\\nEleanore. No, simply lock all the doors\\nMlle. {suspiciously). Vat you mean vill you hurt me\\nEleanore disgusted). No, I will not touch you.\\nMlle. Ver well, I do eet now.\\n{As she locks door l., Eleanore goes swiftly to the table,\\nplaces old opened letter which she received first in flame\\nof candle. It should still be burning as Mlle. approaches\\ndoor, c. She suddenly turns.)\\nMlle. Vat ees eet burns {Shrieks.) Ah ciel Ciel\\n{She goes to snatch letter just as Eleanore drops ashes in\\nthe pan of the candle stick. Mlle. wrings her hands.)\\nEleanore. There, mad moiselle, take your letter. I defy\\nyou to read it. You may think me what you wish, but I re-\\nfuse to have my private letters read, and I have made madame\\nno promise, as you know.\\nMlle. Ah Mon Dieu I am lost. Madame vill kill\\nme. Ze vat you call ze proof ees vent. Ah Parbleu\\nParbleu Wringing hands.\\nEnter Madame r.\\nMadame. What does all this mean this wailing, this\\ncandle, and the smell of something burning\\nMlle. {much excited). Ah Madame, ze spy was here\\nand ze lettere ees burnt burnt, I say, and all ees lost.\\nMadame. Eleanore, explain immediately.\\nEleanore. Mad moiselle found out that I received a letter\\nto-day, she insisted on seeing it, and rather than that I burnt it\\nas she was locking the doors.\\nMadame. Oh Eleanore, Eleanore Mad moiselle, go to\\nyour own room, and stay there until I come. How dared you\\ninterfere\\nMlle. But madame\\nMadame. Go at once. {Exit Mlle. l., unlocking door.)\\nNow, Eleanore, I will have nothing but the whole truth. Did\\nyou receive a letter this afternoon\\nEleanore. I did.\\nMadame. And have you read it?\\nEleanore. I have not.\\nMadame. And are these the ashes of this letter you re-\\nceived to-day", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 2\\nEleanore. Yes, madame.\\nMadame. Do you know from whom the letter came\\nEleanore. The letter was from a friend of my brother.\\nMadame. Was it in regard to a public or private matter,\\nand is he a spy or not\\nEleanore. I refuse to answer either of your questions.\\nMadame. Eleanore, you had best be exceedingly cautious.\\nWhat have you to say in regard to this afternoon s occurrences?\\nEleanore. Nothing, madame.\\nMadame. Eleanore, I give you two minutes {takes out\\nwatch) in which to make up your mind. If at the end of that\\ntime you refuse to give me any satisfaction about this matter, I\\nstart in one-half hour for the present abode of your father. I\\nshall time you from this moment.\\n{Pause) tableau. Madame shuts watch with a snap.)\\nMadame. Eleanore, what have you to say\\nEleanore. No more than previously.\\nMad ame {forgetting herself Oh! My poor dear child.\\nTell me all do not destroy my love for you. I will be as\\nyour own mother trust me speak, Eleanore.\\nEleanore. Madame, I cannot, but\\nMadame. I will hear you no further. I cannot make you\\nout you must be a perverse and wayward girl or a spy serving\\nthe government, and perhaps after all your father is right. At\\nany rate it is best to acquaint him with the facts. I go to\\nmake ready for my journey and Ibid you good-bye. Remem-\\nber, you will be closely watched.\\nWaits for a sign from Eleanore receiving ?ione she\\nsweeps from room, l.)\\nEleanore {glances around furtively, then drains unopened\\nletter from dress). It was dreadful. I was afraid every min-\\nute lest I should slip in some way and lie about it. Opens let-\\nter.) It was lucky for me that both the letters came to-day, for\\nI couldn t have lost this as it contains all the arrangements,\\nand it s now or never. {Glancing over letter.) Oh I pray\\nfor courage and fortitude. {Looking at last of letter and\\nreading.) All is well, but it must be done as soon as possi-\\nble the sooner the better, unless you are afraid (Rosy\\npops head in door l., and Juliet in door r.) No; I ve been\\nthrough too much already to fear now. If you are helping me,\\nI am not afraid with the whole world against me.\\n[Exit c.", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "30 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nJuliet and Rosy enter.\\nJuliet. Pore lamb, her ole black aunty\\nRosy. The poor darlint. Oi ll help her. Oi will that\\n(They see each other, turn backs to each other and start off\\nstage r. and h.)\\nQUICK CURTAIN.", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "ACT 111.\\nSCENE. The Library. Entrances down r., up l., and c.\\nTable up r., with lighted candelabrum and set with dishes\\nwhich are covered with a shawl. Sofa down l., and several\\nchairs about r 00171. Pictures on wall and bookcases against\\nflat, r. and l.; lights dim, room ready for midnight feast.\\nCecil adding finishing touches, and Madeline gazing in-\\ntently at a slip of paper.\\nCecil. Now, yo Madeline, yo understan doan t yo\\nMadeline. Ja, fraulein.\\nCecil. An yo won t forget?\\nMadeline. Nein, fraulein.\\nCecil. Yo ll never lam English. Say no.\\nMadeline. No, fraulein.\\nCecil. Fraulein Yo simple Cecil.\\nMadeline {imitating). You simple Cecil.\\nCecil. Oh Yo suttenly are Dutch, and I can t do any-\\nthin with yo Jes listen to that there wind comin up. I ll\\nbet it s goin to storm like all get out. Now yo Madeline, I ll\\nchop off yo head, if yo forget to stay awake and watch this\\nhyah room. Mos likely it s the las feast we all 11 ever have,\\nnow the soldiers are gettin so close. If yo go to sleep\\nThat wind ought to keep yo awake. Now doan t yo all let\\nany one in hyah.\\nMadeline. Nein.\\nCecil. Nine Well, we all are goners if you open the do\\nto that many; but I mus go. Mad moiselle is havin some of\\nus up in her room fo a while, an if we all aren t there she ll\\nsuspect. Now be good say what I wrote on the paper over\\nan over. It ll help yo English. [Exit R.\\nMadeline looks around room, grows sleepy, rouses her-\\nself and finally fixes her eyes on scrap of paper.)\\nMadeline {shrugging shoulders). Ach Himmel\\nEnter Lulu, l.\\nLulu {shivering). Ugh! What a night Good gracious\\nWhat s the matter with her She s awake. Madeline\\n(Madeline starts.) Do you know where Cecil is?\\n3 1", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "32 A FIGHTING CHANCE,\\nMadeline (not taking eyes off paper). In French learner s\\nroom.\\nLulu. Oh! With mad moiselle? And she left you to\\nwatch; but you ll never see anything that way. Why don t\\nyou take your eyes off that paper Are they glued there\\n(Pause.) What s on it? (Stamps foot.)\\nMadeline. Sometings zu not vorgessen.\\nLulu. Oh you re not to forget what s on it. Well, what\\nare you to do with it\\nMadeline. Shpeak it alle over und over.\\nLulu. Say it over and over. What s on it?\\nMadeline. Ach (Looks at it and shakes her head.)\\nIch vergesse. (Passes it to Lulu.)\\nLulu. W T hy, Madeline. (Laughs.) Did Cecil tell you to\\ndo this\\nMadeline. Ja.\\nLulu. Well, this is what you are to say.\\nMadeline. Vas\\nLulu (reading from paper). I will not go to sleep.\\nMadeline. Oh Ja Ja. I vill not go to shleep.\\n(Repeats several times walks over a?id sits on sofa as Lulu\\nexitR., laughing.)\\nLulu. Well, good-bye. Don t forget. [Exit r.\\nMadeline. Nein. Ach! Was it is? Ich vergesse. How\\nfoolishness. I vill not not go to shleep. Ach The vind\\nblows, I vill not go to shleep. (Business, until she finally\\nsuccu?nbs and slumbers.) I vill not go to shleep. I vill not\\nzu shleep go. Ich vill not schlafen. Ach Nein I vill nicht\\nzu schleep gehen. Ich vill not zu schlaf go. Ich vill nicht\\nnicht zu schlaf gehen vill nicht nicht schleep schlaf\\nschlaf schlaf. (Sleeps on sofa.)\\nEnter Eleanore, c, dressed in Union army suit, gazing cau-\\ntiously about.\\nEleanore (subdued voice). Ruth, Ruth where are you\\n(Comes front.) I wonder where little Ruth can be, for I must\\nsee her at once. How this wind storm deadens other sounds.\\nIt s almost eerie to-night. (Looking around.) Why this must\\nbe the room where the feast is to be but it isn t near midnight\\nyet. I m glad they did not invite me. I have a little sociable\\nof my own on hand, and I m ready for my party, storm or no\\nstorm. Hurrah (Sees Madeline.) Oh thank goodness,\\nshe s in the arms of Morpheus. Now that doesn t sound well\\nin a boarding school. Well I must look for Ruth elsewhere", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "FIGHTING CHANCE.\\n33\\nevidently. {Walks toward door r., and meets Ruth coming\\nin.) Oh Here you are, dear, where have you been?\\nRuth {excitedly). Hunting all over for thee, Eleanore. Is\\nthee all ready, and is thee really going to wear that and such a\\nfearsome night too Oh I am so fearful lest aught befalls.\\nThee must come away now, for the girls will be {Sees Made-\\nline.) Oh! Who s that?\\nEleanore. No cause for worry. Just Madeline, sound\\nasleep, and I m going to stay here until I ve said good-bye to\\nyou, dearest Ruth. You know my room s locked. I m in bed\\nwith one of those headaches to-night. {Laughs.)\\nRuth. Yes, and no one is watching thee here inside, for\\nall think thee quite ill and I ve sent Rosy off, and mad moi-\\nselle is having the girls in her room in honor of their good be-\\nhavior in madame s absence.\\nEleanore. Oh don t talk about me, little girl, I m all\\nright, though a little fearful too, for it s this or nothing.\\nFailure this time means but I don t intend to fail, and the\\ndarkness to-night is no hindrance either.\\nRuth. If only I might help thee more. But when this\\nawful war is over I will go to thy father and in some way make\\nmyself useful to him, and after he has learned to trust, perhaps\\ncare for my care of him, I will tell him and plead with him,\\nand I m sure he will relent and love thee once again.\\nEleanore {taking her hand). Dear little Ruth. It is\\nhopeless, I fear, but I love you more for your kind thought.\\nYou are such a gentle soul. I will try to send you word some-\\ntime, if we ever succeed in breaking through the lines. It s\\ndangerous work you know for spies. {Laughs.)\\nRuth. But thee still has much time. It s not even mid-\\nnight yet, and madame away.\\nEleanore. Listen, Ruth. I have a premonition, and I\\nalways believe in my forebodings. Madame will return before\\nto-morrow. You see, if she could get any word to my father,\\nhe would come part way to meet her besides, although father\\ncan pass her through the rebel lines, still, if she does not\\nhasten, she will never be able to get by the Union troops who\\nare blocking the way in different directions. She will learn\\nabout this and force the journey. There, Madeline stirred, I\\nmust go and hide until my time. Good-bye, sweet little friend.\\n{Kisses her tenderly.) A kind Providence watch over you.\\nRuth. Ah Fare thee well, Eleanore. God grant to take\\nthee safe through this perilous night. Farewell.\\n\\\\Exit Eleanore, c.", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "34 A FlGHTftfG CtfAMCE.\\n(Ruth stands a moment as if dazed, then hastily makes\\nexit, R., with hands covering face.\\nMadeline {stirs sleepily and murmurs). I vill not tu\\nschleep go. I vill not zu go {Sleeps again.)\\nEnter Juliet, rushing in c, intensely frightened.\\nJuliet. Oh de angels presarb us What hab I saw\\nWhat hab I saw Growing calmer and making voice myste-\\nrious.) What hab dis chile saw wif her own eyes A appru-\\ntion. A sojer miles high. A ghos ob one ob Massa Lincoln s\\nsojers shot tro de heart. {Voice growing lower.) Who does\\nI tink it war? Sho 1 dun know, but dar s quare doin s goin\\non round hyah, and it s a terr ble night an blows de spirruts\\nround an round but I dun say nuffin now. Does yo heah\\ndat, Julie? {Rattles coin in pocket.) He he whare yo get\\ndat? Missy Eleanore sho no, I ain t hyar nor see nuffin\\njes hab a spasm. An I ain t fraid to go out in dat hall, no, I\\nain t; but (in a whisper) I gwine to stay hyah fo awhile whar\\ndar s a light, an {Sees Madeline.) Laws! Wha sdat?\\nWhy, ef it ain t dat little Dutch gal fas asleep. He he\\nAn look at dat table Dar s somefin under dat shawl.\\n{Looks under shawl.) Store goodies I ll jes eat one fo to\\nsee how it do taste. {Eats.) Urn m m Sho nuff goin s\\non. I ll jes kiver up dat Mad line les she kotch col\\nTakes afghan from couch and throivs it over chair and\\nMadeline. Returns to table as Rosy enters, l.)\\nRosy {frightened). Och, Howly Mither The saints de-\\nfind us Didn t I say the shaddy av a rale live sojer or the\\nghost av wan down thirri shtairs It s the foine noight fer\\nshpooks to walk. Och I ll niver lave the room agin.\\nMurther Wat s that? Why ef it ain t that nagur.\\nJuliet. Yo all mus be afeard of nuffin A scart to leab\\ndis hyah room.\\nRosy. Oi Oi ain t froightened. What are you after a-doin\\nhere this toime av noight, ye black scamp\\nJuliet. Oh I se jes waitin roun fo de sun to rise.\\nRosy. Wat s under there {Looks under table-cover.) Oi\\ndeclare it s the young loidies thet ll be havin a faste. Ye\\nthafe, Oi ll bet ye bin afther stalen their goodies. Give em\\nback roight away.\\nJuliet. Haben t got none. {Aside.) Dat I ken gib back.\\n{Aloud.) Yo ken sarch me, ef yo want.", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 35\\nRosy. What the what to goodness brought you here thin?\\nYe did ye say the ghost in the hallway?\\nJuliet. An s posin I done\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I ain t afeard.\\nRosy. Thin go out an axe him wat he wants.\\nJuliet. Yo all go yo self.\\nRosy. Oi ve bin worrkin and Oi ll jes set here till\\n{Goes to sit down on Madeline s chair j Juliet screams, tuith\\nhand over mouth, and pulls her azcay. Lave go av me this\\nminute, ye lump av black. Why, wat s under thet kiver?\\nJuliet. It s Missy Mad line sho yo dumb Irish, an yo\\nall would sit on her. Yo see dey s goin s on hyah to-night.\\nRosy. Yis, I belave it, an ef it s fer Miss Eleanore, Oi ll\\nnot say a worrd.\\nJuliet. Why, honey, yo ain t seclr po white trash after\\nall, am yo What s dat\\nRosy. Jist the wind st\\nJuliet. No, it ain t; yo all better run out ob dis hyah\\nroom.\\nRosy. Ye betther go yersilf. Oi ll hide back here sst\\n{Hides behind sofa, l.)\\nJuliet {frightened). Sh it s some one sho I ll jes hide,\\ntoo. {Hides behind table, r.)\\nEnter Mlle., c, with light.\\nMlle. Eet ees ver late for mad moiselle to make ze rounds,\\nbut I keep ze young ladies ver long. All ees quieet, but why\\nzis so much light. I wait and mayhaps I see. {Goes near\\nMadeline s chair and is about to sit down, when Juliet and\\nRosy, who are watching, make smothered screams, then dodge\\nback. Looking around). Parbleu What ees eet? Ze\\nwind? {Listens.) Eet makes one to creep. {Shivers.) And\\nMees Eleanore, she ees asleep. Ah She ees soon found out\\nand by Mad moiselle Aimee Fordet. {Yawns; clock strikes\\ntwelve.) Ah Ze middle of ze night. I have ze fright\\nugh I vill go immediatement. {Takes light exit, c.)\\nRosy {co?ning front). An I ll jist go along quiet like be-\\nhint her. [Exit, c.\\nJuliet. An yo needn t think yo ole Aunt Julie gwine to\\nstay alone wid dees hyah noises. I ll jes follow yo all up, fo\\nwe s all skeert ob sumtin dat s sho [Exit.\\n{Stage empty for a moment. Helen, Cecil and Lulu first\\nwhistle outside, then enter, at differejit doors, wearing\\ndark cloaks. They carry so?ne eatables.)", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "j6 A FIGHTING CMAKCE.\\nLulu. Sst\\nHelen. Sst\\nCecil. Sst\\n{They look in and around, then enter.\\nCecil. Come in. No one s hyah, not even that Mad line.\\nWhare ken she be, not to answer our signal.\\nLulu. Oh I was so afraid, for I m sure I passed some one\\nin the halls.\\nCecil. Nonsense, chile, the wind rattled things roun such\\na heap. {Removes coal.)\\nHelen {uncovering Madeline). Well, wouldn t that grab\\nyou {Shaking her bag of jacks.\\nLulu. Oh {Removes coat.\\nCecil. The idea yo terr ble wicked chile I do declare,\\nwhat shall we do tew her? {Makes as if to shake her.)\\nHelen. No, don t, Cecil. I ll tell you, I think she ought\\nto be punished I say we let her sleep. Just pull her back a\\nlittle.\\n{They move chair back, covering Madeline with afghan.\\nHelen removes cloak.)\\nMabel {at door a). Sst\\nGirls {turning). Oh come in.\\nMabel {breath/ess). Oh I ve had such a chase. I met\\nsome one in our hall.\\nLulu. There, now, I told you so.\\nHelen. Hush Lulu To S^her.)\\nMabel. Do you know, it was our little fox-terrier, our little\\nsnooky mad moiselle. I had to dodge and run, 1 tell you, but\\nI don t think she saw me. Did you see her, Lulu\\n(Helen begins to arrange table.)\\nLulu. Well, some one scared me dreadfully. Of course, it\\nmust have been mad moiselle. It was so dark I couldn t see,\\nbut do you know, it looked more like a man.\\nCecil. Oh, Lou, yo ll die from seein things.\\nMabel. Well, come, girls, we must start in. I have some\\nsweet cider for the toasts; but, say, there s entirely too much\\nfor us four to eat. Where s Madeline?\\nHelen. She went to sleep, and we re punishing her for\\nnapping on duty. There she is.\\nMabel. Poor thing, she ll smother.", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\n37\\nLulu (with assurance, yet timidly). Do you know, as long\\nas we have so much, and we ve been so mean, I think we might\\nas well send and ask Eleanore Hamilton.\\nCecil. Why, Lou Jeffe son, are yo goin to turn Yank?\\nMabel. The very idea. Better ask the kindergarden, if\\nyou re so hard up.\\nHelen (coming forward). And I say that Lou s all right,\\nand the more the merrier.\\nLulu. It s the last time, and I don t believe she s half so\\nhorrid as we think and Ruth told me that her mother and\\nbrother are both dead.\\nCecil. Yo ve been chumming with Ruth, have yo Bet-\\nter have her tew.\\nHelen. That s exactly what I say, and as long as the\\nsides are even, let s toss up.\\nCecil. I don t b lieve in yo plan at all, but oh I tell yo\\nwhat we ken do fo a joke. Take the kiver off Mad line thar,\\nquick, and all ask her somethin together and if she says\\nyes, we ll send fo Eleano and Ruth; if she says nein\\nor no, we ll let that settle it.\\nHelen. Agreed. What shall we ask her\\nMabel. Ask her if she s been asleep.\\nHelen. Oh That s not fair, of course she ll say no.\\nLulu. It s growing terribly late 3 let s agree, Helen.\\nHelen. Very well.\\nCecil. Come on, then. (Pulling cover off Madeline.)\\nOne two three.\\nAll (loudly). Have you been asleep\\nMadeline. Ach Donner und blitzen Ya ya ya I\\nvill not forgut. I vill not zu shleep go. (Rises.) Wo bin\\nich.\\nHelen. t lau S hin g) There, she said Ja.\\nCecil. Well, now who ll go for this Eleano\\n(Pause, while girls look at each other. Eleanore appears\\nat door c. Kisses her hand to girls, smiles and disap-\\npears.)\\nHelen. I tell you, let s make Madeline go for further\\npunishment. You naughty girl, you\\nMadeline. Was vill I go\\nCecil. Yo all go to Eleano Hamilton s room and tell her\\ntew come tew our feast, tew bring that Quaker, Ruth, and not\\ntew make any noise.", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "38 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\n(Madeline stands bewildered Helen pushes her out of\\ndoor c.)\\nHelen. There, hurry up I guess you ll keep awake for\\nonce. [Exit Madeline.\\nMabel. Say, girls, let s have a little toast to ourselves be-\\nfore anyone else comes. (Lulu pours cider i?ito glasses.\\nAnyway I think we re spoiling everything.\\nCecil. Well, I do tew, but if yo all spoil this, yo ken\\ngive another feast at yo own peril when machine s at home.\\nHelen. All right, unless we re packed off by that time on\\naccount of these soldiers and battles and things.\\nCecil. S long as we all have to stay hyah, I clare tew\\ngoodness I wish we could get some news. We don t know\\nanything positive since the battle of Antietam, the seventeenth\\nof last month. (Lulu and Helen pass around glasses.)\\nCo se I know we ll lick the Yanks, but still I d like mighty\\nwell tew hear what s happening fo sutten.\\nMabel. So would all of us. Now are we ready Good\\nluck to our soldiers. (All lift glasses.) May they win soon,\\nfor good and for all.\\nLulu. And here s to our feast may there nothing befall.\\n(Lifting glasses again.\\nHelen (same business laughing). Here s to our madame,\\nand her absence so fine. (Girls laugh and pause a moment.\\nCecil (impulsively). If she just stays away, we ll toast\\nher\\nAll. In wine. (All laugh and drink.)\\nCecil. One mo toast, girls, to Gene l Lee and Stonewall\\nJackson, and may all our battles be Bull Runs.\\nAll. Hurrah! (Business of drinking.)\\nMadeline (enters c, in great haste, badly frightened).\\nAch Himmel Ach I can it say not. Ich bin\\nCecil. Why, yo s frightened, chile. How foolish.\\nMadeline. Ja, ja how foolishness. Aber sie ist nicht\\ndort.\\nHelen. Oh Talk English.\\nMadeline. Die girl is there not. Sie has vent.\\nAll. What? She has gone? Madeline nods.)\\nMabel. That s ridiculous, Madeline. She couldn t have\\ngone.\\nCecil. Hyah, I ll go and see fo maself. Don t yo all eat\\ntill I get back. [Exit c.\\nLulu. Oh I feel so creepy. What do you think it all\\nmeans", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 39\\nMabel. It s pure nonsense.\\n(Madeline goes back, slips doughnut away and eats it slyly.)\\nLulu. I believe Madeline is right, for I never saw her so\\nfrightened before.\\nHelen. What do you s pose it means, Mabel? Do you\\nthink\\nMabel. Could it be possible\\nLulu. Oh She wouldn t surely have\\nEnter Cecil, c, in great excitement.\\nCecil. It s true, girls she has gone. Climbed through\\nthe window the bed s untouched, and something else is gone\\ntew the Yankee suit.\\nHelen. Oh goodness\\nMabel. Oh gracious Together.\\nLulu. Oh dear\\n(Madeline is interested.)\\nCecil. An girls, I heard a ho se neigh, an it didn t\\nsound like any of our ho ses either.\\nMabel. Come on, quick, let s give the alarm. (Goes to-\\nward door R.)\\nCecil (with back to door r.). An I say that not one of yo\\nshall leave this do mitory, an if yo attempt it, yo all have to\\npass me first. (Girls fall back a slight pause.)\\nMabel. Surely Miss Hotspur s sympathies are undergoing\\na sudden transformation.\\nCecil (coldly). Miss Hotspur ken explain. If that girl s\\nbrave enough tew ventu out a night like this and try to scape\\nthrough lines of soldiers both blue and gray, I fo one, intend\\nfo her tew have a fair chance. I don t know what she is, but\\nshe s plucky, an ou family respect courage whe ever it is.\\nMabel. Cecil, you re out of your mind. Think of the\\ndisgrace to the school.\\nLulu. And what will madame say\\nCecil. Well, this is my affair, an I ll take the blame tew.\\nIf yo all want tew tell on me, yo ken.\\nHelen. Well, Cecil, I never knew you were such a broad-\\nminded girl. I ll do my part.\\nMabel. I cannot understand this at all. The girl is\\nevidently doing wrong, and yet, Cecil, besides overlooking it,\\nyou really encourage it, You seemed very different a few\\ninjnutes agr", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "40 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nLulu. Oh Cecil, I m so frightened do be careful.\\nMabel. What will you say to madarae? She ll find it out\\nanyway, and be terribly angry.\\nCecil. Then let her, but I fo one don t intend to tell ma-\\ndame.\\nMadame enters c.\\nMadame. And what will you not tell madame, may I ask,\\nMiss Hotspur? {Girls much startled.)\\nCecil (confused). There there are others hyah who are\\nanxious to tell let them. I fo one, I I cannot.\\nMadame. Young ladies, what is all this about\\n(No reply Mabel starts forward but Helen prevents her.)\\nMadame (angrily). We will return to this subject later,\\nand the chief offender may answer for herself. I wish to know\\nnow what this means this late hour the young ladies awake\\nthese light dresses, the glasses and food. Suffice it now to\\nsay that you all will be brought to justice. Oh I am\\nashamed of you. Think of the disgrace to these halls of learn-\\ning when it is said that the pupils have no honor and need to\\nbe watched day and night. Oh I am so chagrined.\\n(Girls start forward as though to conciliate her.)\\nMabel. Madame, if you\\nHelen. Madame, please\\nMadame. Not a word. This will all be settled later. At\\npresent there are more important things to which I must at-\\ntend; and it maybe that, although I m not sure of trusting\\nyou again, still as you are the oldest pupils I may need your\\nhelp.\\nHelen. Believe me, madame, you can trust us. We\\nmeant no harm. It was so thoughtless and\\nMabel. We are very sorry.\\nMadame. I will try to look at this affair in a less severe\\nlight for reasons which will soon appear, but now let me tell\\nyou rapidly of my doings and what must happen in a few\\nhours.\\nMabel. Madame, won t you please tell us if there s any\\nnews of battles\\nMadame. Yes, but my news is very unsatisfactory. Close\\nthat door, Helen. (Helen obeys.) There has not been a\\ngreat deal of real fighting, but the story which we heard of\\nthat Mississippi battle was fully confirmed, Gen, Price was", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE, 4I\\ndefeated, and beside the killed and wounded, lost nearly a\\nthousand prisoners, {Girls display emotion. Lou hides head\\non Cecil s shoulder.) Then on the third of this month, our\\ngenerals were repulsed while endeavoring to recapture Corinth,\\nThings look more hopeful now, though you never can tell.\\nYesterday we could hear now and again the distant ominous\\ncannonading reverberating like thunder from a coming storm.\\nBut to return to my subject. As most of you are aware, I took\\nthis journey because my patience was completely exhausted by\\nthe actions of a girl who is either wicked or very foolish.\\nMabel. Don t you know which by this time, madame?\\nMadame. Do not interrupt me. I saw Col. Hamilton, and\\nI have learned next to nothing. However he is following me\\nas fast as possible. {Girls exchange glances.) He will take\\nher in charge at once. (Madeline starts to speak, but others\\npull her back.) She is to leave the school. I am very much\\nworried to know whether I have done what is right. Eleanore\\nHamilton is a mystery to me.\\nMabel. Surely, madame, she was a spy.\\nMadame. She was Why, has she changed\\nMabel. No, but madame\\nHelen {interrupting). You see, madame\\nLulu. Oh I am so frightened.\\nCecil. It s this way, madame\\nMadame. Young ladies, what is the matter You mystify\\nme. Speak out at once. {Pause.) I insist.\\n{Girls speak almost simultaneously and as individually as\\npossible.)\\nMabel {slowly). Well\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nHelen. Well\\nLulu. Well\\nCecil. Well\\nMadame {impatiently). Well?\\n{Rapid pistol shots heard from six-shooter girls frightened\\nand scream, some cling to Madame Madeline puts\\nhands over ears. Mlle. rushes in c, andTtVTK R.)\\nMlle. {wringing hands greatly excited). Ah, le bon ciel\\nVat ees eet\\nMadame. Young ladies, do not be frightened, I think it is\\nmerely some sharpshooter or picket. Remember the lines are\\nvery close, I confess I too was alarmed, but now more rea-", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "42 A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\nsonable thoughts come. Poor little frightened Lou. (Smoothes\\nher hair?)\\nRuth {rapidly and aside). It is better for me to be here to\\navert suspicion if possible. .Oh What has happened\\nMlle. (very much excited). Ah Madame, eet ees a grand\\nah, vat you call mistake. Eet ees zat Eleanore Hameelton,\\nand we are betrayed.\\nMadame. Mad moiselle, what do you mean Explain at\\nonce. (Girls show excitement.)\\nMlle. Madame, you have vent off some way. Some ter-\\nreeble happens. Ah Eleanore Hameelton ees gone ze room\\nees emptee ze couch ees emptee Eleanore Hameelton ees\\nvraiment gone\\nMadame. Mad moiselle, you do not know of what you\\nspeak. She is somewhere in the house she has gone to some\\none s room. Why, her father will soon be here for her. You\\nare mistaken surely you are mistaken. Mad moiselle mad\\nmoiselle were you in her room\\nMlle. Oui, vraiment, ze door ees open ze window ees\\nopen. Ah Mees Hameelton ees gone, I say eet.\\nMadame (looks around). Young ladies, what does this\\nmean. Your looks are those of guilt, have you also turned\\nagainst us?\\nGirls. No no no madame.\\nMadame. Then what does this mean. Ruth, where is\\nEleanore Hamilton\\nRuth (calmly). Madame, I do not know. Thee can search\\nmy room, but I will say truly she has not been there to my\\nknowledge.\\nMadame (angrily). Then what do you know about her\\n(Glancing around.) Who knows about her? I will be an-\\nswered this time. What do you know\\nMabel. Nothing, madame, but that she has really gone.\\nCecil. We sent to her room, yo see\\nLulu. To ask her and Ruth to our feast\\nHelen. And no one was there, and her Yankee soldier\\nsuit gone.\\nMadame. Why did you not tell me this at once Perhaps\\nshe has just gone, perhaps even yet if I give the alarm I will\\ndo so at once I\\nRuth. Madame, will thee listen\\nMadame. Wait until I return, Ruth.\\nRuth. Madame, I pray thee just a moment. This letter\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\n(Holding out letter.)", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE.\\n43\\nMadame. Why, this is from Eleanore. {Takes letter.)\\nRuth. Yes, madame, she had promised thee, she said, that\\nthou shouldst have the whole truth from her.\\nMadame. Ruth, tell me at once, what do you know of her\\nwhereabouts Is she in hiding or has she really gone\\nRuth. Oh Madame, I will speak quickly, and perhaps\\nthy heart will be moved.\\nMadame. Answer my question at once.\\nEnter Rosy, l.\\nRosy. Ma m, there s a man and some soldiers in gray in\\nthe drawin -room, an they want ye to onct, immajit, an yer\\nto bring the goirl wid yer, fer they sez they s froightened list\\ntheir birrd is flown, whativer they mint be that.\\nMadame. I will come at once, Rosy. [Exit Rosy l.\\n(Madame turns to go r.\\nRuth. Madame, one moment please before thee goes. Oh,\\nmadame, I pray thee.\\nMadame. Hasten then, Ruth.\\nRuth. Eleanore couldn t tell thee all, madame, for looking\\nfrom thy standpoint, thee would have been compelled to have\\ninformed on her and this is her last chance for liberty, or an\\nexistence worse than death.\\nMadame. Proceed rapidly.\\nRuth. Thee knows that Eleanore received much education\\nin the North. While there her brother s chum at West Point\\nfell in love with her, and she returned his love. Her father\\nheard something of this, and sent for her immediate return.\\nWhen the war broke out in earnest, there was a skirmish near\\nEleanore s home, and a Union soldier, who was wounded in this\\nfight, was left at their house until he should die or recover suf-\\nficiently to travel as a prisoner. This soldier was Eleanore s\\nEnter Juliet, r.\\nJuliet. The men ses, missus, yo mus come right off, cause\\ndey s after a spy, an dey done tink he s go d somewhares\\nroun hyah. Ef yo don t come dey ll\\nMadame. Very well, Juliet, I m coming now.\\n[Exit Juliet, l.\\n(Madame starts to go r., again crossing Ruth.)\\nRuth, Oh, madame, do not", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "44 A FIGHTING CHANCE,\\nMadame {undecided). Ruth, you can wait.\\nRuth. Just a minute, madame, I entreat you. This Union\\nsoldier was Eleanore s lover.\\nMadame. And did he die too\\nRuth. No, but a wounded rebel soldier there died, and the\\nUnion soldier disappeared in a\\nMadame. A suit of gray.\\nMabel.\\nHelen, v A Confederate suit {Together.)\\nCecil.\\nRuth. When Eleanore s father found out that she had\\nhelped a Yankee to escape in this disguise, he raged terribly\\nbut for fear of the consequences to his name and influence,\\nand also because he felt disgraced, he let no one know of it,\\nbut sent her here.\\nMadame {much excited). And now, Ruth, now, what has\\nhappened\\nRosy {flying in l.). Yer to come at onct to the soldiers,\\nor the ould man ses they ll be upshtairs, shure; an yer to\\nbring Eleanore Hamilton immajit. It s her father, it is, {girls\\nscream) an so help me, I m glad it ain t mine. [Exit, l.\\nRuth {aside). She must have more time. {Aloud.) 1\\npray thee one more minute, just one.\\nMadame. Ruth, are you keeping me for a purpose?\\nRuth. Madame, thee has asked me to tell what I know.\\nOne moment and I will finish. This young man is an officer\\nnow, and is the important spy who is being searched for every-\\nwhere.\\nHelen. Maybe he s been here.\\nMadame. Silence. Has he, Ruth\\nRuth. Yes, often. He even drove her up in the carriage\\nthe morning she came.\\nMlle. I say so I, Mad moiselle Fordet, have telled eet\\nlong ago. r\\nMadame. Hush Proceed.\\nRuth. There is little more. To-night they are escaping;\\ntogether, Eleanore wearing the suit that once was his.\\nMadame. But there is only one way they dare proceed is\\nit not so\\nRuth {shrugging shoulders). Madame knows.\\nMadame. It is by the old bridge and the burned trees,\\nthrough the disused road and woods back of Green Arches.\\nOh Ruth, why didn t you tell me this before I\\nLulu, Madame, you will not try to", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "A FIGHTING CHANCE. 45\\nHelen. Oh Madame, even though we hated her at first,\\nnow\\nCecil. We think she s tew brave tew capture.\\nMadame. Tine majority seem to have changed their politics,\\nbut\\nEnter Rosy, l.\\nRosy. Ma am, ef they ain t startin to come upshtairs.\\nEnter Juliet, l.\\nJuliet {terrified). Oh law Dey sgoin to whip de life\\nout of pore black Julie, an I don t know nuffin what dey tink\\nI does.\\nMlle. Madame, I vill go tell I vill see zat\\n{Commotion and men s voices heard.)\\nMadame. I will go.\\nRuth. Oh madame, I entreat thee, tell nothing. She is\\nnot yet far, but perhaps\\nMadame. Hush, child {Pushes her away.)\\nRuth (on knees). Madame, think. {Taking her hand.)\\nThink again give her time. Suppose thou wert the one, and\\nonly one soul in the whole world really loved thee perhaps,\\nmadame, some one has loved thee like that perhaps now he\\nis\\nMadame. Ruth, silence at once. (Despairingly.) I can-\\nnot bear this. (Ruth remains on knees, covering face with\\nhands. Girls well at sides of stage.) I shall be turned again\\nby every varying wind. I must go.\\nNear door, l., at back of stage, c, enter Eleanore Hamil-\\nton-, someiuhat disarranged in appearance, from hard riding,\\nbreathless and entreating.\\nEleanore. Madame, one moment (All show amazement.)\\nMadame (turning quickly). What! You have not gone?\\nYour looks belie your presence.\\nEleanore. Oh Madame, for once I implore your aid.\\nMadame. Ah Our Juno has lost her pride.\\nEleanore (talking rapidly). No, not her pride, but her\\nway. We struck into the woods, the bare branches almost\\ndragging us from our horses, but by some horrible chance\\nmissed the old lane, coming in our haste into the main road\\nand just ahead, riding madly, came those whose voices I heard", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "46 A FIGHTING CHANCE,\\nand recognized. We were caught in a trap almost lost.\\nBack we flew. As we passed the sentry, we were fired upon.\\nPerhaps there is only a moment more of freedom it all remains\\nwith you.\\nMadame. With me\\nEleanore. Yes hark they are coming up the stairs, I\\nhear them. If you will only hold them at bay for five minutes,\\nwe are safe. Madame oh will you will you\\nMadame {abstractedly For the blue or the gray.\\nEleanore. Oh Madame, he is waiting for me. Quickly\\nquickly {Moves toward door, R.)\\nMadame. For the blue or the gray\\n{Again voices heard without?)\\nEleanore {despairingly; at door, r.). Oh! We are lost\\nwe are lost\\n{Girls i?iterested and excited.}\\nMadame {awakening as if from a dream; speaking rapidly).\\nEleanore, you missed your way at the old bridge you should\\nturn there to the right, pass the burned pine tree, then ford the\\nstream where it bends. Listen the}- are coming. Good-bye,\\nand God keep you safe. (Eleanore seems dazed.) Eleanore,\\nquick. {Pointing.) Go\u00e2\u0080\u0094 go {Turns to girls.) Young\\nladies, to your rooms. {Quietly to Juliet.) Juliet, show the\\ngentlemen in.\\n{Tableau. Eleanore in act of going at door r. Juliet at\\ndoor l. watching for her to disappear before opening it.\\nGirls appearing to exit c. Music, Dixie and Star\\nSpangled Banner, played simultaneously.)\\nCURTAIN.", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "NEW PLAYS,\\nNan, the Mascotte.\\nA Comedy-Drama in Four Acts.\\nBy GILBERT PATTEN.\\nNine male, four female characters. Scenery not difficult; costumes\\nmodern. An up-to-date American melodrama, full of action and interest.\\nThis piece was originally produced by professional talent under the title\\nof Men of Millions, and was a great success. It has been played from\\nmanuscript by amateurs for several seasons, but is now printed for the\\nfirst time. Its characters are all effective and nearly all of fairly even\\nprominence. Soubrette, strong lead, strong heavy, hayseed and\\ndude low comedy, and old maid. Three men and one woman may\\ndouble, thus reducing cast by four people. Strongly recommended.\\nPlays two and a half hours. Permission to perform must be obtained\\nfrom the author.\\nPrice 25 Cents.\\nSYNOPSIS:\\nACT I.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Caleb s home. Social ambitions. Borrying. Nan, the\\nmascotte. The cut finger. If mother should see us. Laying down the\\nlaw. An unwelcome return. A bitter disappointment. Her husband.\\nYou have not seen the last of me Deacon Smartweed and the wid-\\nder. The see-saw. The accident. What ll the parson say? An es-\\ntrangement. Flood s return. The meeting. That blow is enough. The\\nmurder.\\nACT II. In New York. Lawyer vs. doctor. The speculator. The life\\nof Wall street. The mascotte. The mysterious chamber. The man is\\nmad. Nan and the dude. The real man. In society. Prompting Cupid.\\nA duck and a quack. Eavesdropping. An understanding. A finan-\\ncial crisis. The wolf in sheep s clothing. The cat s out. Breakers\\nahead.\\nACT III.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 The Deacon s visit. A changed wife. Golden Queen stock.\\nThe mascotte s warning. The dude and the deacon. Dunno s I ever saw\\nanythin like that before. The lantern. Some garden sass for Sister\\nBaldwin. The red Indian. The hour of trouble. Sacrificing her child.\\nThe black door. The big chief and the butler. A fateful letter. His re-\\nvenge. A fearful price. A ruined man. Nan to the rescue. Saved.\\nACT IV.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Back in the country. A dude sportsman. A weglar\\nwuffian. A trial shot. Gweat Motheth the hat wath on a manth head.\\nThe Deacon s experiences. Frackett s goat. The widow s rescue. Butted\\ninto matrimony. Flood s escape. A false report. A blessing in disguise.\\nThe secret of the room. Jimsy again. Hunted down. The arrest. Nan s\\nenlightenment. For better or for worse. What ll the parson say\\nAn Awkward Squad.\\nA Sketch in One Scene.\\nBy ROBERT H. BAKER.\\nEight male characters, two very subordinate. A very rapid and viva-\\ncious fifteen-minute sketch, suitable for vaudeville purposes, turning\\nupon a timely military subject. Irish, Dutch, hayseed and dude\\ncomedy parts. All right.\\nPrice 15 Cents.\\nSent, postpaid, on receipt of price, by\\nBASER, 5 HAMILTON PLACE, BOSTON, MASS.", "height": "3670", "width": "2119", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "NEW BOOKS FOR LITTLE ONES.\\nIn Child Land.\\nA COLLECTION OF DRILLS, SONGS, FINGER-PLAYS AND RECITA-\\nTIONS FOR LITTLE CHILDREN.\\nWritten and Compiled by NELLIE E. CASE and LAURA B. CASE.\\nThis excellent collection, the work of an experienced teacher of the\\nyoung, comprises eight finger-plays, complete with music, sixty-nine\\nrecitations and colloquies, and three new drills a Doll Drill, for ten\\nlittle girls, a Sun-Flower Drill, for ten little girls, an Attitude Drill,\\nfor any number all complete with music. It contains matter suited for\\nschool, home or exhibition purposes, and fills a want not supplied by any\\nother book.\\nPrice 30 Cents.\\nCONTENTS.\\nPART I.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 FINGER PLAYS.\\nLITTLE HELPERS, THE BIRDS,\\nTHE SNOW BIRDS, THE CHILDREN S PLAY,\\nOLD SANTA CLAUS IS COMING, THE MICE,\\nTHIS LITTLE PIG WENT TO MARKET,\\nMR. SQUIRREL.\\nPART II.-RECITATIONS.\\nSIXTY-NINE SELECTED RECITATIONS FOR LITTLE ONES.\\nPART III.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 DRILLS.\\nDOLL DRILL (for ten little girls J.\\nSUNFLOWER DRILL (for ten little girls).\\nATTITUDE DRILL, GOOD NIGHT. (Song.)\\nThe Dolls Frolic.\\nAN ENTERTAINMENT FOR CHILDREN IN ONE SCENE.\\nBy R0SEHARY BAUM.\\nTwo boys and three girls. Costumes fanciful; scenery unimportant.\\nAn extremely pretty and picturesque entertainment for children, intro-\\nducing music. The title amply indicates its character. Plays fifteen to\\ntwenty minutes.\\nPrice 15 Cent*.\\nSent, postpaid, on receipt of price, by\\nBAKER, 5 HAMILTON PLACE, BOSTON, MASS.", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "u 015\\nHE NOTORIOUS\\nMRS. EBBSMTH.\\nARTHUR W.\\n.o, iour female char-\\n.ines, modern scenery, all\\n..u using piece, one of the mostpopu-\\nt,sted by long and repeated runs in the\\nJ: f the highest class of dramatic writing, and\\nJC same time unexceptionable in tone. Its entire fit\\nloniiance has been shown by hundreds of such pro- fl\\\\\\n4 t during the past three years. Plays two bours and *aZ\\nA Drama in Four Acts. By Arthur W. [j\\\\\\nPinero. Eight male and five female charac-\\nters; scenery, all interiors. This is a prob-\\n4\\nlem play continuing the series to which The jW\\nProfligate and The Second Mrs. Tanqueray 0Jk\\\\\\nAV belong, and while strongly dramatic, and intensely interesting is not suited for jki\\nWjy amateur performance. J.t is recommended for Reading Clubs. (1895.) ffjS\\nXi TT-TT7 D DrYET If A TT7 I A Play in Four Acts. By Arthur W. Pine-\\nfk\\\\ 1 *ir. rRUrLUjA l C. KO geveii male and five female characters.\\nfil Scenery, three interiors, rather elaborate vv\\ncostumes, modern. This is a piece of serious interest, powerfully dramatic in fk\\\\\\nmovement, and tragic in its event. An admirable play, but not suited for ama-\\nfk\\\\ teur performance. (1892.) fk\\\\\\nTHE SCHOOLMISTRESS. I tfZsk skt iSSB- T\\nffy male characters. Costumes, mod- W m f\\\\\\nJkV ern scenery, three interiors, easily arranged. This ingenious and laughable ik\\nw.fy farce was played by Miss Rosina Vokes during her last season in America with rfj\\nI\\nJk\\\\ great success. Its plot is amusing, its action rapid and full of incident, its dia- yiw\\n^|3 logue brilliant, and its scheme of character especially rich in quuint and humor- r||l\\nifAW ous types. The Hon. VereQueckett and Peggy are especially strong. The piece jui\\nrf 3 is in all respects suitable for amateurs. (18940 ff^\\nA Play in Four Acts. By Arthur TV Mr\\nPinero. Eight male and five female char-\\nacters. Costumes, modern; scenery, three\\nTHE SECOND\\nMRS* TANQUERAY.\\nPinero. Eight male and five female char- yk l\\nnteriors. This well-known and powerful ykf\\nw\\nMf play is not well suited for amateur pe\\nWS formance. It is offered to Mr. Pinero s admirers among the reading public in t|j\\nMr answer to the demand which its wide discussion as an acted play has created. Mr\\n\\\\l (1894.) Also in Cloth, $1.00. ^4y\\nW SWEET LAVENDER. I ia ^\u00e2\u0084\u00a2^A*S%, W\\n\\\\l/ characters. Scene, a single interior, the\\n3Y same for all three acts costumes, modern and fashionable. This well known JIv\\n\\\\1/ ;il1 d popular piece is admirably suited to amateur players, by whom it has been\\n^1^ often given during the last few years. Its story is strongly sympathetic, and its IV.\\ncomedy interest abundant and strong. (1893.)\\nTTHF TTrVTF^ 1 AComedvin Four Acts. Bv Art\\n1 male and seven female characte\\ngant interior costumes, moder\\ntTHl R W. PTNERO. Six Mf\\nrs. Scene, a single ele- ykd\\nn and fashionable. An *j*\\nti|if entertaining piece, of strong dramatic interest and admirable satirical humor. i|\\nMf (1892.). Mf\\nJE THF WFAKTP sFX I A Comedy in Three Acts. By Arthttr JJf\\n\\\\D/ 1-TXC. WIL/VISJir^ 0\u00c2\u00a3^V\u00c2\u00bb W. Pinero. Eight male and eight female \\\\U\\njY A characters. Costumes, modern scenery, vlv\\nMr two interiors, not difficult. This very amusing comedy was a popular feature of %l#\\nIV. the repertoire of Mr. and Mrs. Kendal in this country. It presents a plot of\\nstrong dramatic interest, and its incidental satire of Woman s Rights em-\\nVS. ploys some admirably humorous characters, and inspires many very clever lines.\\n%l# Its leading characters are unusually even in strength and prominence, which\\nV/- makes it a very satisfactory piece for amateurs. (1894.)\\nW", "height": "3660", "width": "2195", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "^EDITH S\\ni)\\n3n Operetta for Cljiltircu.\\n^ords by MARGARET FEZANDIE and EDGAR MORETTE\\nMusic by EUGENE FEZANnTF T.\\n/I\\\\ LIBRARY OF CONGRESS\\ni\\\\\\\\ Eleven characters, girls and boys, or \u00c2\u00bbU girls\\nilv tlona ror chorus. Scenery unnecessary cos\\n1S v arranged at home. His admirable htth\\n2V \\\\;:X it isvery tuneful and g^ace ifllf \u00c2\u00bb*Jg\u00c2\u00bb\\nfl ror private theatricals or tor schools. It ^spait\\nJki use.as it deals whimsically with the question\\nr|^ however, an excellent moral.\\nhi Price 35 cents\\n0DD0PERASSEVENT1DE\\nA Collection of Short and Simple Musical\\nEntertainments for Children.\\nBy MRS. G. N. BORDMAN.\\nfhi B lle^^\\ni witli the tastesand limitations ol childr en J vJ f Tht nl t ion\\n:llll lsu I1 \u00c2\u00ab,:uulall.lK-\u00c2\u00ab l,.n.s,.:m v in t .^V r u t i,al-i lit v Neither\\nI h 8t rongfy ^^^jSS^^yfi; ?iSwq5 rfmeTits that caimot be met\\nv Xnr t rTuW\\niealof the must economical committee of arrangements.\\n50 cents.\\nCONTENTS.\\nA GUrtPSe of the lirowiiies. A\\nMusical Sketch for Children. Any\\nnumber of boys.\\nMarket. Day. An Operetta for Young\\nIV., I frtB ll,ul\\noho\\nQueen Flora 1 a.v Dream. An\\nOperetta for Children. Six speak-\\ning parts and chorus.\\nThe Boating Tarty. A Musical\\nSketch for tittle Children. Thirty\\nboys and girls,\\nSix Little Grandmns. A^Musioal\\nPantomime for very Little Children.\\nsix very little girls.\\nJimmy Crow. A K citation for\\ntnmy Crow\\nLittle Girl.\\nA House in the Moon.\\ni ion for a Child.\\nA Utfeit\\nAS\\nt\\nI\\nw\\nM/\\n\u00c2\u00a3\u00c2\u00ab5", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "A", "height": "3595", "width": "2143", "jp2-path": "fightingchanceor00shoe_0054.jp2"}}