ADRIAN LAVROV, _the Shepherd of Lonz_ PETER VETROVA, _an old peasant_ CATHERINE, _Vetrova's wife_ VASIL, _grandson of Peter and Catherine_ VERA, _sister to Vasil_ KORELENKO, _betrothed to Vera_ PRINCESS SOPHIE TRAVINSKI KALUSHKIN, SIMEON, GREGORI, UGO, _peasants of Lonz_ ANNA, ULIANA, _neighbors to the Vetrovas_ GREGORIEF, _an ex-prisoner_ GALOVKINE, _a doctor_ MANLIEF, _a student_ COLONEL ORLOFF, _of the Czar's army_ IRTENIEFF, ZARKOFF, _officers_ _Soldiers_, _revolutionists_, _peasants_, _&c._ SCENE: _A peasant home in Russia_ TIME: _June, nineteen hundred and five_ NOTE.--The song episode in Act II is adapted from "The Green Book," by Maurus Jokai. ACT I SCENE 1. _A room in Peter Vetrova's cottage. Door opens centre rear into a little yard beyond which is the village street. Centre right, door into Lavrov's room. Right second entrance leads to kitchen and garden. Between the two doors right a large brick stove whitewashed and at present unused. Shelf above stove. A loom stands in right hand corner rear. A window in rear wall between loom and door. Before window a small table on which are student's books and papers. On left side of door a small, rude cabinet is built in the wall about six feet from floor. A wide bench stands under cabinet. A small high window in left wall. Near front, very high up on wall left, hangs a half length portrait of the Saviour._ _A table left of centre. Bench before loom. Two or three stools, one or two plain chairs; and a larger chair, of peasant make, near table centre._ _Glimpses of grass and a fruit-tree in bloom seen through open door and window rear._ _Vetrova discovered, making bark shoes. Catherine sits near him in the large chair, sewing. Vera at loom. Vasil in door rear with violin. He ceases playing as curtain rises._ _Vetrova._ That brings back young days, mother. _Catherine._ The summer is getting into your head, Petrovich. _Vet._ My heels too. If the boy plays any more I shall forget my broken bones and be off to the forest. _Vasil._ I'll keep on forever if I can play your crutch away, grandfather. _Cath._ [_Hastily, as Vasil raises the bow_] No! Enough for to-day. _Vera._ [_To herself, as she weaves_] Rags--rags--_rags_! O, if I could make some of those beautiful things I saw at the bazaar! [_Softly_] Or just a sweet white coverlet for me and Sasha. [_Turns from the loom to the others_] _Vasil._ [_Who has crossed to Catherine_] If I can please but one it shall be you, little grandmother. _Vera._ [_Running to Vetrova, and sitting on his knee_] And if _I_ could please but one it should be you, little grandfather! _Cath._ [_Removing Vasil's arm from her shoulder_] There, go to your book, lad. The Shepherd will be coming back.