Monologues, Stories, Jingles and Plays (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 Excerpt: ...with thee even through the Valley of the Shadow. Wilt thou come with me?" The Princess: "Aye, I will walk with thee, for thou art my master." To Attendant: "Go back to my father's palace, dear heart, for glad am I that I came out beyond the walls. I have found Love and with him will I journey through the world." (Hand in hand they walk slowly away, while the attendant turns from them.) (Curtain.) Note.--This play may be given without scenery. Stage asides must be given as distinctly as the rest of the dialogue. "WHERE DADDY LIVES" I wonder where my daddy lives When I git up each day, An' go down to my breakfast, Ma says he's gone away, To some place that they call down-town. An' when I go to bed, Well, daddy ain't there either. I'm such a sleepy head, I can't stay 'wake to find it out. It sure does puzzle me To know if dad is one of us, B'longs to our family. PEGASUS AND THE GROCERY CLERK They sing of the violet, lily and rose, Of the daisy and sweet mignonette, But far as I know, there ain't nobody writ Any veg'table poetry yet. Tomatoes is pretty, and rosy, and round; The color of carrots is fine. Peas, beans and asparagus surely looks nice, And deserves a poetical line. The blue-green of cabbage, no artist kin beat. Then, speaking of beat, there's the beet. I've seen a cooked dish just the color of wine, Thet looked most too handsome to eat. Of course, I'll concede that the onion has faults, And ain't hand in hand with the muse, But a place in my song, to celery white, You surely will never refuse. Oh, then write of the flowers, if you desire, That's poetry, everyone knows; 111 sing of the winder, where water drips cool On the veg'tables, fixed all in rows. MAGGIE M'CARTHY TALKS ABOUT BRAINSTORMS Well, well, girls; it ...