Patriotic Plays and Pageants for Young PeopleMackay, Constance D'Arcy
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Patriotic Plays and Pageants for Young People
Mackay, Constance D'Arcy
Pageants; Patriotic plays, American
DEBORAH
(as the church-bells begin to ring without).
The memory of a chance traveler is easily forgot, Master Franklin.
ELIZABETH
(outside door, left).
Come, Deborah, we shall be late! Come quickly, child! (Deborah snatches
up her cloak.) Bid Benjamin Franklin to wait my husband's return. He
would talk to him further concerning books. Come, Deborah!
[Exit Deborah, left, without a glance at Franklin.
FRANKLIN
(dropping into chair by secretary, right).
Do blisters burn as keen as words, I wonder? "Chance travelers...easily
forgot!" (Sits with bowed head.)
[Deborah stands again in doorway at left, sees him, comes to him
swiftly and remorsefully.
FRANKLIN
(raises his head; sees her).
Is it--
DEBORAH.
'Tis naught--naught but Deborah Read come to say to you--to say to
you--that she should have remembered that you were a stranger in a city
full of strangers. (Pleadingly.) Indeed, indeed I did not mean to hurt
you! I do not mind your rusty clothes; I do not mock your--your faded
hat. I--I have been full of foolish pride. Will you forgive me?
FRANKLIN
(rising; amazed).
Deborah!
DEBORAH
(hurrying on).
I had not meant to laugh at you this morning. Will you forgive that,
too?
FRANKLIN
(moved).
Deborah!
DEBORAH.
I know I sometimes judge by foolish standards. Will you forgive?
FRANKLIN.
With all my heart, my friend. (They clasp hands on it.) And will you,
Deborah, forgive me my blunt speeches? I knew not how to please you. I
meant no harm.
DEBORAH
(earnestly).
I forgive all.
FRANKLIN.
And we are friends for life--for all our lives, Deborah.
ELIZABETH
(speaking somewhat impatiently from beyond the door at left).
Deborah! Child!
DEBORAH
(prettily).
Yes! Yes! I'm coming!
[Hastens out the door with a friendly backward glance at Franklin. He
stands for a moment where she has left him.
Crosses to secretary, takes book, seats himself, opens it slowly,
looking after her. Then sits a-dream in the fading fireglow. Presently
he looks at the book again, and reads the first line upon which his eye
chances to fall.
FRANKLIN
(reading).
"Count thyself rich when thou hast found a friend."
(The curtain slowly falls.)
COSTUMES
BENJAMIN FRANKLIN. Travel-stained suit of dark-brown, guiltless of
braid or ruffles, coat and knee-breeches being of the same color. The
material either of corduroy or homespun (woolen). A white vest flowered
with brown roses. A white neckcloth. Black stockings. Low black shoes.
A three-cornered black hat, which he carries under his arm. Hair worn
long and unpowdered.
ROGER BURCHARD. Coat and knee-breeches of the same style as Franklin's,
made of homespun, and Quaker-gray in color. A Quaker-gray vest. White
neckcloth. Gray stockings. Low black shoes with silver buckles.
Unpowdered hair.
ELIZABETH BURCHARD. Dress of gray satin, simply made, with a crossed
kerchief of snowy white lawn. Gray stockings. Gray slippers with silver
buckles. Hair worn simply, and unpowdered. (Gray glazed cambric for her
dress if satin cannot be had.)
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