Mary Jane's Pa; A Play in Three Acts (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. 1914. Excerpt: ... PORTIA People have given me puppies, kittens, and canaries enough to start a menagerie.... I've taken everything, from house plants and apples to wristlets and bead baskets. CLAUD Well, great Jehosophat, I never heard tell of payin' fer a paper with money. Portia (her temper rising) You get money for your wood, don't you? CLAUD Yes, but that's business. Portia Well, what do you call this? Claud (astonished at the question) Why, you would n't call runnin' a newspaper reg'lar business, would you? PORTIA I certainly would, and you just hustle the money along for your paper as fast as ever you can. (She begins to write) Claud (thoroughly upset by such unheard of proceedings) Well, by Jinks, I... ((His voice dies away as he saunters up to the door, where he stops to think a moment and then turns, facing Portia) Oh say, how are you sellin' callin' cards? Portia (without looking up) Depends upon what kind you want. Claud (very earnest and coming down in front of her desk again) Well, Dave Hanchett's got some purty ones that has a dove holdin' a ribbon in its bill, that's got his name printed on it. Portia (with forced patience getting a box of sample cards off the counter and putting it on the front of her desk for Claud to look over) Don't know that we can furnish you with the dove. What's the matter with plain white cards? Claud (examining samples) Don't seem to be no snap to 'em with nothin' but the name on 'em. (Selects one) By Jinks, here's a purty one, with a bunch of forgit-me-nots Say, them would be cute. How much be they? Portia (without looking up) Oh, sixty cents a hundred. CLAUD Gosh, I don't want a hundred. Portia (looking up) How many do you want? CLAUD Now, let's see... (half audibly to himself counts off on his fingers) Sary, Alviry, Jenny, Stel...