ZINA: THE SLAVE GIRL OR WHICH THE TRAITOR? _A DRAMA IN FOUR ACTS._ BY DR. A. THOMPSON, OF LOWELL, MASS. [Entered according to an Act of Congress, in the year 1882, by AUGUSTIN THOMPSON, of Lowell, Mass., in the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C.] LOWELL, MASS.: COURIER PRESS: MARDEN AND ROWELL. 1882. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ZINA: THE SLAVE GIRL. CAST OF CHARACTERS. GEN. FRANCIS HALCOM. An exile. KEELE BRIGHTLY. Slavetrader, gambler, and guerilla chief. MARTELLE D’ARNEAUX. A true type of the old Southern chivalry. MERALD MYERS. A gambler, duellist, and slavetrader. GEN. W. T. SHERMAN. Commanding the Union Army of the Cumberland. GEN. J. B. HOOD. Commanding Rebel Army of the Tennessee. HEZEKIAH GOFERUM. A striking illustration of what the back towns can produce in a case of emergency. BARNEY O’FLANAGAN. An adopted citizen, who sticks by his friends. COL. J. H. GILDAY. Of the Rebel Army. ORDERLIES, SOLDIERS, ETC. ZINA: THE SLAVE GIRL. Property of Keele Brightly. SALLY RIDEOUT. The girl with a farm of her own, who dotes on Hezekiah, and sings to keep her disposition level. ZINA: THE SLAVE GIRL. ACT I. SCENE 1.—_Streets of Mobile._ D’ARNEAUX _discovered looking over some papers R. Enter_ ZINA _L, carrying a heavy carpet-bag_. D’A. _recognizes her_. D’ARNEAUX. Ah! your master and myself seem to be of one mind today. I did not see you on the train. When do you return? ZINA. When master has drank enough and played his money away. D’A. Zina, you have been weeping. Some more abuse? ZINA. Oh, please don’t ask me anything, master. D’A. Zina, do you like your master? ZINA. Please don’t ask me to say. D’A. Now, my little one, do you think you would be happier if you should come to live at our cottage? ZINA. Oh, I should be so glad, Master D’Arneaux; but I can not think of that, it is so impossible! D’A. My mother seems so happy when you come over to sing to her. ZINA. I pity her so much; she is so helpless and lonely since Nelly died. D’A. Zina, you could be a daughter to my mother. ZINA. She seems to stop mourning for Nelly when I sing to her, and her face lights up with the old smile as it used to do, when I used to come over to learn to read and sing. D’A. If I should buy you off your master, how would you like it? ZINA. Oh, please, Master D’Arneaux, don’t give me a hope like that! When disappointment comes it makes me feel so bad. D’A. Now, why would you be glad to come with us? ZINA. You have been so kind to me. Oh, if you will buy me, I will work so hard for you!