Maiden Mona the Mermaid: A Fairy Play for Fairy PeopleDixon, Frederick A. (Frederick Augustus)
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Maiden Mona the Mermaid: A Fairy Play for Fairy People
Dixon, Frederick A. (Frederick Augustus)
Brothers -- Drama; Fairy plays; Mermaids -- Drama
NOO. Why, Noodle.
MONA. Noodle?
NOO. Why not Noodle?
MONA. You have a brother?
NOO. Which his name is Doodle.
(_Tries to rise._)
Say, have you seen him? Is my brother here?
MONA. He is.
NOO. And I can’t leave my stony ‘_cheer_.’
MONA. I’ll go and seek him. (_Exit R._)
NOO. Stay! She’s gone. What joy!
I havn’t seen my brother since a boy.
(_Enter DOODLE hurriedly, L._)
DOODLE. I’ve lost my mermaid! (_Sees NOODLE._) Ha! Pray who are you?
NOO. (_Aside._) Is this my brother? Is your name, Sir, Doo—?
DOO. It’s Noodle! (_Is going to rush towards him, but stops short
suddenly._)
Come though, this won’t do I say,
We mustn’t take things in this easy way.
Although perchance we may have had the same aunt.
There may perhaps, Sir, be another “Claimant.”
I’d like to ask a question.
NOO. Ask a dozen.
DOO. Pray, had your nurse, Sir, in the Guards a “cousin?”
NOO. ’Tis strange, but true.
DOO. ’Tis well! When you were able
You kicked you poor old pa beneath the table?
(_NOODLE nods._)
Say, did you once, upon your nurse’s lap,
By chance capsize a teaspoonful of pap?
NOO. I did! I did! The circumstance pecoolia,
I now recall it. Which her name was Julia.
DOO. Did you like sugar on your bread and butter?
(_NOODLE nods._)
Used you to play at marbles in the gutter?
NOO. I must confess it.
DOO. Now I think upon it.
Had you a bouncing B. once in your Bonnet.
NOO. I had! I have! In fact, as I’m alive,
Not one bee only but a perfect hive.
DOO. Have you on your left arm a strawberry mark?
NOO. A perfect bed! You’d see them in the dark.
’Tis he! ’tis he! My feelings I can’t smother;
Come to my arms my lengthy long lost brother!
(_NOODLE tries to rise but cannot._)
Why don’t you rise?
NOO. I can’t, the Gnome King’s bound me.
I should have died down here if you’d not found me.
DOO. What’s to be done? (_Trunk of tree opens, and discovers the
FAIRY OF THE FOREST._)
FAIRY. Sprinkle him thrice, sprinkle him thrice,
With the water that trickles
And trickles and trickles
Down from the mountain
Here to the fountain.
Sprinkle and say,
One, two, three and away,
One, two, three and away.
(_Trunk of tree closes again._)
DOO. Ah, here’s the fountain, look!
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