Lincoln Day Entertainments: Recitations, Plays, Dialogues, Drills, Tableaux, Pantomimes, Quotations, Songs, Tributes, Stories, Facts
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Lincoln Day Entertainments: Recitations, Plays, Dialogues, Drills, Tableaux, Pantomimes, Quotations, Songs, Tributes, Stories, Facts
Lincoln Day; Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 -- Anecdotes; Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 -- Anniversaries, etc.
During the chorus the boys stand in line in front of Liberty and the
girls march around them, waving flags. Liberty waves flag also.
Half of the boys and half of the girls stand in lines on either side of
Liberty and give salute to flag during the words[M]:
"'Old Glory,' to greet now come hither,
With eyes full of love to the brim;
May the wreaths of our heroes ne'er wither,
Nor a star of their banner grow dim."
[M] The words in these four lines have been somewhat changed to fit the
occasion.
Then during the rest of the third stanza and the chorus the boys stand
at back of Liberty, three on either side, and the girls kneel in
tableau effect in front of her.
Home, Sweet Home
At back of stage arrange a family group around a small table on which
are some flowers and a lamp. The mother is sewing, father reading, a
little girl playing with a dolly, and a boy working examples. All look
happy and cosy. As curtain is drawn revealing the scene, the first
stanza of HOME, SWEET HOME is sung, and a young man in soldier uniform,
carrying a gun over shoulder, marches back and forth across front of
stage as if on duty, looking sad and lonely.
(If desired, instead of a family group the scene may disclose an
elderly lady with bible on her knee.)
TABLEAUX
Marie Irish
When I'm a Man
A little boy wearing a soldier cap, a blue coat much too large for him,
a sword buckled at his side, a gun in one hand and a flag in the other,
stands in center of stage. As colored light[N] is thrown on the stage
he speaks:
"When I'm a man, a big, tall man,
I'll be a soldier, brave and true,
I will fight my country's battles,
Led on by the Red, White and Blue."
[N] See footnote, p. 124.
The Soldier's Farewell
Little boy dressed as in preceding scene stands with a little girl
who has on a long dress and hair done on top of head. She stands half
turned away from the boy, who has a hand on her shoulder as if trying
to comfort her. Her face is buried in her hands and she seems to weep
as he recites:
"How can I bear to leave thee?
It breaks my heart to grieve thee,
But now, whate'er befalls me,
I go where duty calls me."
The March of Civilization
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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