The southern cross : $b A play in four actsDaingerfield, Foxhall
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The southern cross : $b A play in four acts
Daingerfield, Foxhall
American drama -- 20th century; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Drama
Fair (taking one of his hands in both her own). You will not
tell! (He turns quickly away). Gordon! Gordon! Forgive me! I didn't mean
it--Oh, I didn't mean it! I'm only so afraid! Mother and father must not
know! (She looks up into his face). He is our enemy!
Gordon. I love you, Fair! I understand.
[They slowly exit into the house.
[The sunset shows in brilliant red and gold at the back of scene,
fading into purple twilight and then to brilliant moonlight
through the rest of the scene. Enter Cupid from the road.
He sits on the lowest step and begins to fill his pipe.
As he is pressing in the tobacco, far off (Right) a bugle
call is heard. The pipe falls from his hands. He pauses,
listening. The call is heard again; this time a little
nearer. Cupid jumps to his feet, runs up steps, throwing
open the door.
Cupid (as he starts up steps). Fo' Gaud! hits dem Yankees! (He
throws open the door). Marster! Marster! Mars George, de Yankees comin'!
[Enter Aunt Marthy hurriedly.
Cupid (very excited). Dey's comin'--de Yankees! Marster! Marster!
Marthy. What in de name ob Gaud's de matter wid you?
[Enter Bev, Carter, George and Gordon. They run down into the
yard.
Bev. What's the matter?
Cupid. I hears a bugle. It's de Yankees! For Gaud's sake,
run--run, Marster: dey'll catch you sho!
Gordon. Listen! (The call is heard again, this time nearer).
They're Yankees, sure! Here--call Colonel Stuart, quick!
[Enter Col. and Mrs. Stuart, followed by Charlotte and Fair.
Charlotte wears a white dress trimmed with flowers, and
looks extremely lovely.
Col. S. What is it?
George. The enemy! They're on the road!
Char. Cupid, the horses! Do you hear!
Bev. I'll get father's for him.
[Exit Bev and Cupid on the run.
Mrs. S. Run! Fly! You've not a moment!
Fair. The horses are saddled at the gate. There's Cupid with them.
Col. S. Go, boys, quick, to join the others. You must
retreat--you are too few.
Gordon. We will not leave till you are ready.
Col. S. For God's sake, go! I'll come.
[Enter Bev on the run.
Bev. They're Yankees, sure! I saw the dust far down the road.
Col. S. (takes Mrs. S. in arms for a second; kisses her). God keep you!
[George is saying good-bye to Charlotte.
Char. Go on! go on! You must not stop for us. We are all safe.
God take you on to safety.
Gordon. We're all right; don't fear.
[They dash off (Left), Bev with them.
Bev (outside). I'll take care of them, father.
[The horses' hoofs are heard; they die away in the distance.
[Re-enter Bev.
Bev. They're off all right. They'll make the camp in twenty minutes.
Fair (clinging to Mrs. S.). Oh, mother, what can we do!
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