Censorship; Horse stealing -- Drama; West (U.S.) -- Drama
His arms are bound with a rope with a long end, which Squinty holds.
They release him when he enters; and he stretches himself and lounges
across the courthouse in front of the women. Strapper and the men remain
between him and the door.]
BABSY [spitting at him as he passes her] Horse-thief! horse-thief!
OTHERS. You will hang for it; do you hear? And serve you right. Serve
you right. That will teach you. I wouldn't wait to try you. Lynch him
straight off, the varmint. Yes, yes. Tell the boys. Lynch him.
BLANCO [mocking] "Angels ever bright and fair--"
BABSY. You call me an angel, and I'll smack your dirty face for you.
BLANCO. "Take, oh take me to your care."
EMMA. There wont be any angels where youre going to.
OTHERS. Aha! Devils, more likely. And too good company for a
horse-thief.
ALL. Horse-thief! Horse-thief! Horse-thief!
BLANCO. Do women make the law here, or men? Drive these heifers out.
THE WOMEN. Oh! [They rush at him, vituperating, screaming passionately,
tearing at him. Lottie puts her fingers in her ears and runs out. Hannah
follows, shaking her head. Blanco is thrown down]. Oh, did you hear what
he called us? You foul-mouthed brute! You liar! How dare you put such a
name to a decent woman? Let me get at him. You coward! Oh, he struck me:
did you see that? Lynch him! Pete, will you stand by and hear me called
names by a skunk like that? Burn him: burn him! Thats what I'd do with
him. Aye, burn him!
THE MEN [pulling the women away from Blanco, and getting them out partly
by violence and partly by coaxing] Here! come out of this. Let him
alone. Clear the courthouse. Come on now. Out with you. Now, Sally: out
you go. Let go my hair, or I'll twist your arm out. Ah, would you? Now,
then: get along. You know you must go. Whats the use of scratching like
that? Now, ladies, ladies, ladies. How would you like it if you were
going to be hanged?
[At last the women are pushed out, leaving Elder Daniels, the Sheriff's
brother Strapper Kemp, and a few others with Blanco. Strapper is a lad
just turning into a man: strong, selfish, sulky, and determined.]
BLANCO [sitting up and tidying himself]--
Oh woman, in our hours of ease.
Uncertain, coy, and hard to please--
Is my face scratched? I can feel their damned claws all over me still.
Am I bleeding? [He sits on the nearest bench].
ELDER DANIELS. Nothing to hurt. Theyve drawn a drop or two under your
left eye.
STRAPPER. Lucky for you to have an eye left in your head.
BLANCO [wiping the blood off]--
When pain and anguish wring the brow,
A ministering angel thou.
Go out to them, Strapper Kemp; and tell them about your big brother's
little horse that some wicked man stole. Go and cry in your mammy's lap.
STRAPPER [furious] You jounce me any more about that horse, Blanco
Posnet; and I'll--I'll--
BLANCO. Youll scratch my face, wont you? Yah! Your brother's the
Sheriff, aint he?
STRAPPER. Yes, he is. He hangs horse-thieves.
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