A Man of the People: A Drama of Abraham LincolnDixon, Thomas, Jr.
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A Man of the People: A Drama of Abraham Lincoln
Dixon, Thomas, Jr.
Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 -- Drama
I'd stay and do something if I could, Sonny, but to tell ye the truth,
I don't know what to do--I'm not quite sure I'm right about the
bleedin', or I'd stay and make you both help me----
[_He pauses._]
But I'm not sure----! I'm not sure! And I don't know what else to
do--I've got no medicine--so I can't stay. All I can tell ye is to keep
her warm--and give her everything good to eat that she can take--she's
in God's hands--Good-by----
[_The_ DOCTOR _hurries through the gate--and leaves_ ABE _and_ TOM
_gazing forlornly after him, as_ SARAH _comes from the house._]
SARAH
I've got the towel and bowl all ready----
[_Pauses._]
What's the matter----?
[_Looks around._]
Where's the doctor----?
ABE
He's gone----
SARAH
Gone----?
TOM
Yes----
[NANCY _enters by door of cabin._]
[NANCY'S _sudden appearance in the door swings_ ABE _around with a
quick cry of pain. The sun is tinging the eastern sky with the
splendor of an Indian Summer morning. The mother's figure in blue
homespun suggests against the dark background of the cabin door the
coming of a spirit from the unseen world. She pauses a moment in
the doorway and smiles at her son._]
ABE
Oh, Ma, you mustn't----
TOM
[_Following._]
Nancy----!
NANCY
I'm better, I'm a lot better----
ABE
You're too sick to come out here, Ma----
NANCY
[_Smiling._]
I can walk--as well as you can,--see----
[_She sways slightly toward the settee._]
ABE
But the Doctor says you must keep warm----
NANCY
Well--I have on the warm stockings that Sarah knit for me and the coon
skin moccasins you made--don't you see, I'm better now----?
ABE
[_Joyfully._]
Look, Pa, she's better!
SARAH
Yes--she's better!
TOM
[_Alarmed._]
Don't try to walk--set down, honey!
NANCY
[_Sinking on bench._]
Yes--I will----
[_The boy comes closer, staring eagerly into his mother's face._]
NANCY
Come closer, my boy----
[ABE _kneels at her feet._]
TOM
I'm a feared of this, Nancy--you better let me git a hot rock and wrap
it up for your feet.
NANCY
Yes, Tom--and bring me the Bible. I want Abe to read to me.
[TOM _goes into the cabin worried over her._]
ABE
Feel all right, Ma----?
NANCY
[_She nods and breathes deeply--her eyes alight._]
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