Zina: the Slave Girl; or, Which the Traitor?: A Drama in Four ActsThompson, A. (Augustin)
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Zina: the Slave Girl; or, Which the Traitor?: A Drama in Four Acts
Thompson, A. (Augustin)
Slavery -- United States -- Drama
SALLY. (_Approaching sideways, with hat over her eyes._) Come putty near
shootin’, did ye? You gaunt, hamstrung old spavin!
HEZEKIAH. You’d er bin a corpse now, if I hadn’t took you for a mule.
SALLY. I would, hey? You old collapse, you!
HEZEKIAH. If you should strain hard, do you spose you could tell whose
fool has broke loose?
SALLY. That is an insult I won’t swallow!
HEZEKIAH. Who told ye too?
SALLY. (_Bristling up._) I will have blood for that! Blood, sir! R. R.
(_As Hez. turns to L. she dashes out R. and hides._)
HEZEKIAH. If I don’t (_turns to L. to throw off hat and coat._) collapse
your constertushun, I hope I may rot. (_Turning, he finds she has
disappeared._) There’ll be two or three fewnerals round here bime by.
(_Looks out L. U. E._) There comes a Johnny! (_Hides, L. Brightly enters
cautiously, L. U. E. As he works along towards R. U. E., Hez. creeps up
behind, and pounces on him, throwing him down. They tussle all about the
rear of the stage. Enter Barney, L. and dances about to get in the
fight, as scene closes._)
SCENE 2. _Landscape and Wood. Centre._
(_Enter Sherman and Halcom, at L. U. E., and go to R._)
SHERMAN. I am about to attempt the capture of Atlanta by a flank
movement. I wish you to throw your Division forward and occupy that
ridge on the right of the railway. I have ordered twelve batteries to
protect you from an enfilade. The position, you see, covers the line of
his communications. The successful accomplishment of this will probably
compel Hood to evacuate his strong positions and fall back. I give you
the position of honor because you do not fail.
HALCOM. Thank you!
SHERMAN. Once clear of this line of entrenchments, we have them in the
open country before us. (_Enter Hez. L. U. E._)
HEZEKIAH. Say, General. We have just took the darndest, rantankerest
piece er rebel meat you ever put your eyes on. He’s got more red pepper
in his constertewshun than a Boston wholesale grocery store. He’s wus’n
them hyennys in Barnum’s circus! Had ter tie the darn critter ter keep
him from chawin’ up everybody. Don’t ye know, that critter had cheek
enough ter walk right over my beat, jest as if I want there. I jest laid
down my gun, and if I didn’t hop onter his kerrin, you can chaw my ear.
SHERMAN. Did you notice his rank, sir?
HEZEKIAH. Wal, I did think he was a little rank when I got through with
him.
SHERMAN. I mean, sir, did you notice if he was an officer?
HEZEKIAH. I never thought ter ask him ’bout that. He tumbled so fast. I
had ter hump ter keep up. Why, he’s the same feller I see trying ter
crawl under Frank’s tent.
SHERMAN. Who is Frank, sir?
HEZEKIAH. Jehosafat! Don’t you know Frank?
SHERMAN. I think not, sir.
HEZEKIAH. (_Pulling Halcom to the front._) There is jest the handsomest
piece er furnicher this side er sundown.
SHERMAN. Why, you rascal, that is General Halcom.
HEZEKIAH. You git out! That’s our Frank.
SHERMAN. Look here, sir, you were on guard last night.
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