United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Drama
PETE (_shaking_). Golly, my hair just frozen stiff; bof my knees
powerful confectionate. Dey's plotting mischief, dey is. An' if Pete
don't keep bof eyes wide open, dere will be trouble in de camp. (_Hides
behind tree._)
(_Enter_ MAJOR _and_ BIJAH.)
POTTS. Newcomb is about the camp. I fear mischief is brewing.
BIJAH. I'd jest like to see the sport. I wonder who he is working this
time.
MAJOR (_goes to_ COL.'S _tent; salutes_). All right for the night,
colonel?
COL. (_raising head from hand_). Yes, major; good-night.
MAJOR. Good-night. (_Salutes._)
BIJAH (_looking through trees in flat_, L.). Major, look there! I'll
bet you a fiver, that's Newcomb.
POTTS (_looking over_ BIJAH'S _shoulder_). You're right. Let us hide
and watch him. (_Both hide in trees_, L.; _drum-call for lights out;
stage darkens_; COL. _puts out candle and stands in doorway_.)
COL. I wonder where that snowball of mine is? Pete! Pete!
PETE (_runs across stage_). Here I is (_salutes_), massa!
COL. What are you doing at this time of night?
PETE. I's watchin' somefin, massa. I heard a crackling in der bushes;
'specs it possum. Yer don't mind if I looks, massa?
COL. No; only don't stray away too far.
PETE. 'Deed I won't, Massa Colonel. (_Salutes, and resumes watch._)
BIJAH. You bet he scents the game.
COL. (_crosses stage, goes up back; stands looking at river._) I wonder
why it is my thoughts are all of Roger to-night. Poor Ruth! how heavy
her heart is; and I spoke words which did not lighten the burden.
Down deep in my heart I cannot think him guilty. Yet Newcomb is so
sure,—and Newcomb knows. (_To_ SENTINEL.) Everything all right?
GIBBS (_salutes_). All right, sir.
(COL. _turns to enter tent_; NEW. _appears at extreme_ L., _and
watches_ GIBBS; GIBBS _sees_ NEW., _stops a moment, then follows_
COL., _aims at him, turns quickly, and fires at_ NEW. PETE, _who has
followed_ GIBBS, _springs upon his back, and grasps him soon as shot
is fired_. NEW. _is wounded in wrist_. GIBBS _swings_ PETE _around
and knocks him senseless with butt of gun_. POTTS _and_ BIJAH _seize_
GIBBS; COL. _turns as shot is fired_; SOLDIERS _appear; stage grows
light_; KIL. _runs to_ PETE _and raises head_.)
NEW. (_holding wrist_). The traitor! I'll pay him well for this.
COL. What does this mean? Treason in the camp?
NEW. It means, colonel, that this man attempted your life. I overheard
his plotting and came to warn you. He missed fire, and my wrist caught
the shot.
COL. Where is the sentinel?
KIL. (_points at_ GIBBS). Faith, and there he is.
COL. So, sir, placed here on honor to guard your colonel's life, you
turn traitor. Speak, man, why have you done this? (GIBBS _remains
silent_.)
COL. (_goes to_ PETE). Poor little fellow! You have killed him.
KIL. If yees plaze, colonel, his sinses are only knocked out of him.
COL. (_to_ GIBBS). Man, why are you silent?
NEW. He is too great a coward to defend himself. He dare not speak.
(_Music._)
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