[_A man comes along the road carrying his bundle over his back. Many thieves rush out from ambush and attack him. Some knock him down and rob him, while others are looking anxiously up and down the road. After beating and cutting the man they go off, thinking that he is dead._ _As the traveler lies groaning and begging for water, a priest comes along the road, but when he sees the man he passes by on the other side of the road. Also a Levite comes along, and after looking at the man passes by on the other side of the road._ _Then a Samaritan comes along, and as soon as he hears the groans he hastens over to the man. He kneels down and looks at him and speaks._] _Good Samaritan:_ What is this--a man! Hast thou been hurt, my friend? _Man:_ Oh, help me! Thieves fell upon me and took all I had, and have left me here to die. [Illustration: FIG. 9.--The Good Samaritan] _Good Samaritan:_ I will help thee, my good friend; thy wounds shall be bound. Drink this wine. It may help thee. Art thou able to get on this beast of mine? I will take thee to the inn where thou wilt be cared for. [_He helps the man to rise and supports him as he hobbles off. They both go out._] SCENE II PLACE: The Inn. CHARACTERS: The Samaritan, the Traveler, the Innkeeper. [_The_ GOOD SAMARITAN _brings the man to the door of the inn and knocks. The_ INNKEEPER, _appears._] _Innkeeper:_ Good day, sir. _Good Samaritan:_ Here is a wounded man. Take care of him. Here is money, and whatsoever thou spendest more, when I come again I will repay thee. [_He gives the_ INNKEEPER _some money. The_ INNKEEPER _takes the man._] _Traveler_ [_to_ GOOD SAMARITAN]: God bless you, my friend! END THE PRODIGAL SON ACT I PLACE: In the father's home. CHARACTERS: The Younger Brother, the Father, the Elder Brother, Servants. [_The_ FATHER _and_ ELDER SON _come into the room together. The_ YOUNGER SON _comes in from another door._] _Younger Son:_ Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth unto me. I am weary of living at home. I will go into some far country and make my fortune. _Father:_ My son, why is it that thou desirest this? Hast thou not everything at home? _Younger Son:_ Yea, father, but I beg of thee to divide thy living between us. I must have my share. _Father:_ Thou art very foolish; nevertheless I will do as thou askest. [_To servant_]: Bring my money bags. [_To_ ELDER SON]: And dost thou intend to take thy living also, and leave thy father? _Elder Son:_ Nay, father, I am fully content to live with thee; I do not want my portion.