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If you -are not located in the United States, you will have to check the laws of the -country where you are located before using this eBook. -</div> - -<table style='min-width:0; padding:0; margin-left:0; border-collapse:collapse'> - <tr><td>Title:</td><td>"Lexington"</td></tr> - <tr><td></td><td>A Pageant-Drama of the American Freedom</td></tr> -</table> - -<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: Sidney Howard</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: April 10, 2021 [eBook #65048]</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Character set encoding: UTF-8</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Produced by: Tim Lindell, David E. Brown, and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive/American Libraries.)</div> - -<div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK "LEXINGTON" ***</div> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/cover.jpg" width="40%" alt="" /></div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_frontispiece.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p class="caption">LEXINGTON<br /> - -BIRTHPLACE OF AMERICAN LIBERTY</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_title.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="titlepage"> -<p><span class="smcap">Second Presentation</span><br /> -<i>of the</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Historical Pageant Drama</span><br /> -<span class="xxlarge">“<i>Lexington</i>”</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">Commemorating the 150th Anniversary</span><br /> -<i>of the</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Battle of Lexington</span></p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_titledeco.jpg" alt="" /></div> -<p><span class="smcap">Enacted Every Ten Years</span><br /> -<i>by the</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Citizens of Lexington</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">Massachusetts</span></p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_titledeco.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p><i>AMPHITHEATRE</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Every Evening, Week of June 15th</span><br /> -1925</p> -</div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="center">Copyright, 1924<br /> -The Lexington Historical Society<br /> -All rights reserved<br /> -<br /> -Printed in U. S. A.</p></div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="center"> -<i>The production staged<br /> -and under the personal<br /> -direction of</i><br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">Samuel J. Hume</span><br /> -</p></div> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_4">[4]</span> - -<p class="ph1"><i>Special Nights</i></p> -</div> - - -<p class="center"> -<span class="smcap">June 15—President’s Night</span><br /> -In Honor of the President of the United States.<br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">June 16—Governors’ Night</span><br /> -In Honor of the Governors of the Thirteen Original States.<br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">June 17—Bunker Hill Night</span><br /> -In Memory of the Patriots who fought at Bunker Hill.<br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">June 18—College Night</span><br /> -In Honor of the visiting Alumni of the New England Colleges.<br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">June 19—Historical Night</span><br /> -In Honor of the Historical Societies of America.<br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">June 20—Military Night</span><br /> -In Memory of the sons of Lexington who have fallen in the -service of their country.</p> -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_5">[5]</span></p> - -<p class="ph1">1775 “<i>Pageant of Lexington</i>” 1925</p> -<p class="center"><small>INC.</small></p> -</div> - -<p> </p> -<p class="center"> -<span class="smcap">Edward C. Stone</span>, <i>President</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Waldo F. Glidden</span>, <i>Vice-President</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Edward W. Kimball</span>, <i>Vice-President</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Edwin B. Worthen</span>, <i>Treasurer</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Daniel B. Lewis</span>, <i>Auditor</i><br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">Fletcher W. Taft</span><br /> -<i>Director of Publicity</i><br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">Willard D. Brown</span><br /> -<i>Chairman of Construction</i><br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">Sheldon A. Robinson</span><br /> -<i>Chairman, Grounds Committee</i><br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">David Hennessy</span><br /> -<i>Superintendent Amphitheatre</i></p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_6">[6]</span> - -<p class="ph1">“<i>Lexington</i>”</p> -</div> - -<p class="ph2"><i>Citizens’ Committee of One Hundred</i></p> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" summary="table"> - -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Edwin B. Worthen</span>, <i>Chairman</i> </td><td><span class="smcap">Frederick L. Emery</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Harry M. Aldrich</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Richard Engstrom</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">William H. Ballard</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Robert J. Fawcett</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">S. Lewis Barbour</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Harry F. Fay</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Dr. William L. Barnes</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Robert W. Fernald</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Edwin A. Bayley</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Edwin F. Fobes</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Hallie C. Blake</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Frederick R. Galloupe</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Arthur L. Blodgett</span></td><td><span class="smcap">George H. Gibson</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">George E. Briggs</span></td><td><span class="smcap">George L. Gilmore</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Fred K. Brown</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Waldo F. Glidden</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Leroy S. Brown</span></td><td><span class="smcap">C. Edward Glynn</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Willard D. Brown</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Wm. Roger Greeley</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Albert H. Burnham</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Charles Elliott Hadley</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">John Calder</span></td><td><span class="smcap">George D. Harrington</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Lyon Carter</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Alton H. Hathaway</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">William E. Chamberlain</span></td><td><span class="smcap">J. Willard Hayden, Jr.</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Calvin W. Childs</span></td><td><span class="smcap">David Hennessy</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Edmund S. Childs</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Willard C. Hill</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Robert P. Clapp</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Charles E. Holt</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Joseph H. Cody</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Robert H. Holt</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Theodore A. Custance</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Randall B. Houghton</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Francis S. Dane</span></td><td><span class="smcap">William Hunt</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Charles B. Davis</span></td><td><span class="smcap">J. Chester Hutchinson</span></td></tr> -<tr><td> </td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Edward W. Kimball</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Clarence Shannon</span><span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[7]</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Harold B. Lamont</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Frank R. Shepard</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Daniel B. Lewis</span></td><td><span class="smcap">William H. Shurtleff</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Harry W. Litchfield</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Franklin P. Simonds</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Arthur N. Maddison</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Clarence E. Sprague</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Edward H. Mara</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Lester E. Smith</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Hugh D. McLellan</span></td><td><span class="smcap">James Stuart Smith</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Edward P. Merriam</span></td><td><span class="smcap">James W. Smith</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Charles H. Miles</span></td><td><span class="smcap">William L. Smith</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Fred W. Miller</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Edwin C. Stevens</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Fred H. Moulton</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Edward C. Stone</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">John E. A. Mulliken</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Albert B. Tenney</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Hermann Dudley Murphy</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Rockwell C. Tenney</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">George W. Norton</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Dr. J. Odin Tilton</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Charles P. Nunn</span></td><td><span class="smcap">John F. Turner</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Timothy H. O’Connor</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Dr. Winsor M. Tyler</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Alfred Pierce</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Dr. Henry C. Valentine</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Frank D. Pierce</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Henry L. Wadsworth</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Dr. Fred S. Piper</span></td><td><span class="smcap">James J. Walsh</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Elwyn G. Preston</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Hollis Webster</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">William W. Reed</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Herbert L. Wellington</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Walter W. Rowse</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Harry A. Wheeler</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Robert L. Ryder</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Harvey C. Wheeler</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Edward H. Sargent</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Harvey F. Winlock</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Edward D. Sawyer</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Edward Wood</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">O. Gilbert Seeley</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Frederick O. Woodruff</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Julius Seltzer</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Sydney R. Wrightington</span></td></tr> - -</table> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[8]</span></p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p class="ph2"><i>Executive Committee</i></p> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" summary="table"> - -<tr><td class="tdc" colspan="2"><span class="smcap">Robert P. Clapp</span>, <i>Chairman</i></td></tr> -<tr><td class="tdc" colspan="2"><span class="smcap">J. Willard Hayden, Jr.</span>, <i>Executive Director</i></td></tr> - -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Hallie C. Blake</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Edward P. Merriam</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">George E. Briggs </span></td><td><span class="smcap">Charles W. Ryder</span></td></tr> -<tr><td class="tdc" colspan="2"><span class="smcap">Sydney R. Wrightington</span></td></tr> -</table> -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" alt="" /></div> - - -<p class="ph2"><i>Finance Committee</i></p> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" summary="table"> - -<tr><td class="tdc" colspan="2"><span class="smcap">Edward P. Merriam</span>, <i>Chairman</i></td></tr> - -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Lyon Carter</span></td><td><span class="smcap">H. B. Lamont</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Richard Engstrom</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Arthur N. Maddison</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">George L. Gilmore</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Fred H. Moulton</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Alton H. Hathaway</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Elwyn G. Preston</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">J. Chester Hutchinson </span></td><td><span class="smcap">F. R. Shepard</span></td></tr> -<tr><td class="tdc" colspan="2"><span class="smcap">James Stuart Smith</span></td></tr> -</table> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p class="ph2"><i>Advisory Committee</i></p> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" summary="table"> - -<tr><td class="tdc" colspan="2"><span class="smcap">Hallie C. Blake</span>, <i>Chairman</i></td></tr> - -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Theodore A. Custance </span></td><td><span class="smcap">Charles H. Miles</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Frederick L. Emery</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Edward H. Sargent</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">W. Roger Greeley</span></td><td><span class="smcap">William L. Smith</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Willard C. Hill</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Edwin C. Stevens</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Robert H. Holt</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Harry A. Wheeler</span></td></tr> -</table> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" alt="" /></div> - - -<p class="ph2"><i>Committee on Book</i></p> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" summary="table"> -<tr><td class="tdc" colspan="2"><span class="smcap">James P. Munroe</span>, <i>Chairman</i></td></tr> - -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Miss Maud E. Adlington</span></td><td><span class="smcap">Dr. Fred S. Piper</span></td></tr> -<tr><td><span class="smcap">Miss Marian P. Kirkland </span></td><td><span class="smcap">Hollis Webster</span></td></tr> -</table> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" alt="" /></div> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[9]</span></p> - - -<p class="ph2"><i>Committee on Production</i></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Waldo F. Glidden</span>, <i>Chairman</i></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">American Legion—Stanley Hill Post No. 38</span></div> -<div class="indent">Eugene J. Viano Charles M. Blake</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">American Legion—Auxiliary No. 38</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. Clayton G. Locke Miss Lillian Viano</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Board of Trade</span></div> -<div class="indent">C. E. Hadley W. E. Mulliken</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Buckman Tavern Community Association</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. S. Randolph Kelley Mrs. E. W. Kimball</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Catholic Club</span> (Ladies’)</div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. Nancy M. Sealey Miss Julia O’Leary</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Catholic Club</span> (Men’s)</div> -<div class="indent">Geo. H. Gibson John J. Garrity</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Catholic Daughters of America</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. Helen R. Fitzgerald Mrs. Mary F. Buckley</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Daughters of American Revolution—Lexington Chapter</span></div> -<div class="indent">Miss Amy E. Taylor Mrs. Edward L. Child Mrs. Alice Fay Stickel</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">East Lexington Civic Association</span></div> -<div class="indent">Edgar Harrod Albert Ross</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">First Parish Men’s Club</span> (Unitarian)</div> -<div class="indent">Louis L. Crone Ralph H. Elvedt</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Follen Church Men’s Club—East Lexington</span></div> -<div class="indent">Jos. W. Cotton James M. Nickerson</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Girl Scouts Drum Corps</span></div> -<div class="indent">Miss Hazel Whiting Mrs. Dorothy G. Hall</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Grand Army of the Republic—Geo. G. Meade Post No. 119</span></div> -<div class="indent">John N. Morse Everett S. Locke</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Hancock Church Men’s Club</span></div> -<div class="indent">Henry L. Wadsworth William H. Shurtleff</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Hancock School</span></div> -<div class="indent">Miss Harriet S. French Miss Margaret Noyes</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Knights of Columbus—Lexington Council No. 94</span></div> -<div class="indent">James J. McKearney John J. McCormack</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lafayette Club</span></div> -<div class="indent">Miss Mary Manley Miss Anne Moakley</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lend-A-Hand</span> (Senior)</div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. A. B. Tenney Mrs. Clarence E. Sprague</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Boy Scouts</span></div> -<div class="indent">Philip E. Perry Peter Robertson</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Council of Girl Scouts</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. Everett S. Emery Mrs. J. Chester Hutchinson</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_10">[10]</span> - -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Drum Corps</span></div> -<div class="indent">Chester Doe Dana Greeley</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Golf Club</span></div> -<div class="indent">Edmund S. Childs Robert Whitney</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Grange No. 233</span></div> -<div class="indent">Lawrence G. Mitchell Matthew Stevenson</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Historical Society</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. William Hunt Mrs. Hermann Dudley Murphy</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Home and School Association</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. Walter C. Ballard Miss Grace P. French</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Minute Men</span></div> -<div class="indent">Ezra F. Breed Bion C. Merry</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Public Health Association</span></div> -<div class="indent">Miss Ellen Tower S. Lewis Barbour</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lexington Teachers’ Club</span></div> -<div class="indent">Miss Anne L. Forsyth Miss Bertha V. Hayward</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Liberty Heights Improvement Association</span></div> -<div class="indent">G. W. Nary James Guthrie</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Lieut. Col. John W. Hudson Auxiliary No. 11</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. E. Esther Burnham Miss Ethel L. Burk</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Men’s Club—Church of our Redeemer</span></div> -<div class="indent">J. Fox Capt. Wm. Young</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Old Belfry Club</span></div> -<div class="indent">Jasper A. Lane Mrs. Harold B. Lamont</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Order of Eastern Star</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. Guyetta G. Broderic Mrs. Helen H. Smith</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Outlook Club</span></div> -<div class="indent">Miss Marguerite Nichols Miss Clara Wadleigh</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Parker School</span></div> -<div class="indent">Miss Sadie I. Burgess Miss Ruth Morrison</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">School Department—Lexington</span></div> -<div class="indent">Miss Mary C. Lusk Miss Anne L. Forsyth</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Simon W. Robinson Lodge</span>, A. F. & A. M.</div> -<div class="indent">George E. Smith Robert M. Stone</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Sons of Veterans—Lieut. Col. John W. Hudson Camp No. 105</span></div> -<div class="indent">Geo. E. Foster Alfred Haynes</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Unity Lend-A-Hand</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. Lyon Carter Mrs. Robert W. Fernald</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Unitarian Laymen’s League</span></div> -<div class="indent">Arthur B. Howe Robert S. Sturtevant</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Women’s Relief Corps No. 97</span></div> -<div class="indent">Mrs. Edward L. Child Mrs. Robert W. Britton</div> -</div></div></div> - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_11">[11]</span> - -<h1>“<i>Lexington</i>”</h1> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">A Pageant Drama</span> <i>of the</i> <span class="smcap">American Freedom</span></p> - -<p class="center"><i>Founded upon Great Sayings<br /> -To be Acted in Dumb Show</i><br /> -<br /> -<small>COMPILED AND, IN PART, WRITTEN BY</small><br /> -<span class="smcap">Sidney Howard</span><br /> -<br /> -<i>For the Celebration of the<br /> -One Hundred and Fiftieth Anniversary<br /> -of the Battle of Lexington<br /> -April 19th, 1775</i></p> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_011.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p class="center"><i>Stage Manager</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Waldo F. Glidden</span><br /> -<br /> -<i>Musical Director</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Charles Repper</span><br /> -<br /> -<i>Director of Chorus</i><br /> -<span class="smcap">Clarence E. Briggs</span><br /> -</p> - - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[12]</span></p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[13]</span> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="To_My_Wife"><i>To My Wife</i></h2> -</div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - - - -<div class="chapter"> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="first"><span class="large">“<i>The world will little note</i></span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="large"><i>nor long remember what</i></span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="large"><i>we say here, but it can</i></span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="large"><i>never forget what they</i></span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="large"><i>did here</i>—”</span></div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verseright"><span class="large"><span class="smcap">A. Lincoln</span></span></div> -</div></div> -</div></div> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[14]</span> - -<h2 class="nobreak"><i>Foreword</i></h2> -</div> - - -<p class="drop-cap"><i>T</i>HE aim of this play is to represent the impulse -and the progress of civil liberty in this country -since the commencement of the War for Independence. -The intention is never literal. In spite of a certain -actuality in the presentation of the incidents of “The -Glorious Morning” at Lexington, the play must always -be considered and produced as an abstraction of the -events with which it is concerned.</p> - -<p>The events themselves are marked by the great sayings -of our prophets of liberty and of sundry other minds -of genius, all quite arbitrarily selected. Great sayings, -through their immense significance to the popular imagination, -become symbols of the periods which occasioned -them. Great activities may, in the same sense, -be looked upon as abstractions of the periods and movements -which required them and made them possible.</p> - -<p>The great activities of the story of American civil liberty -are here treated in a kind of processional dumb -show which amplifies the quotations placed in the mouths -of the two Spokesmen, the Choir of speakers and the -characters in the play. When the dumb show is not executed -in procession, it devolves upon groups which act -collectively as a single individual and, on certain occasions, -speak in unison.</p> - -<p>Comment upon the action is supplied by a few lines -which have been written for the roles of the Chronicler -and Freedom and for the Chorus of singers.</p> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[15]</span>The play demands an almost continual musical accompaniment. -This should be composed upon the -foundation of period songs, particularly those which are -indicated in the text. Also, the various speeches of the -Spokesmen will be enhanced if the composer musically -emphasizes their rhythms with some sort of accompaniment. -In the opinion of the author, the score will be -most effectively scored for brass and wind instruments. -The chorus must be a male chorus. The play will suffer, -always, for the introduction of any woman’s voice except -as indicated in the text.</p> - -<p>The action is continuous; its changes of locale and -atmosphere being indicated only by shifting emphases -in the lighting.</p> - -<p>The acting presents no difficulty beyond that of securing -actors with good voices who have troubled to -learn how to speak the English language.</p> -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[16]</span> - -<h2 class="nobreak"><i>Characters in the Play</i></h2> -</div> - - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Two Spokesmen.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Freedom.</span></div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Parson Clark of Lexington.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Captain John Parker of the Lexington Company.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Sergeant Munroe of the Lexington Company.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">William Diamond of the Lexington Company</span> (drummer).</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Jonathan Harrington of the Lexington Company</span> (fifer).</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Major Pitcairn.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Two British Lieutenants.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">John Munroe of the Lexington Company.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Ebenezer Munroe of the Lexington Company.</span></div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">George Washington.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Edmund Pendleton.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Patrick Henry.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The President of Congress.</span></div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">General Howe.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Major Andre.</span></div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Alexander Hamilton.</span></div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">John Brown.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Abraham Lincoln.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">General Grant.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">General Lee.</span></div> -</div></div></div> - - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_17">[17]</span> - -<h2 class="nobreak"><i>Groups in the Play</i></h2> -</div> - - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Citizens of Lexington.</span> (Men, women and children.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Lexington Company.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Two Regiments of British Infantry.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Continental Army.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The People of the United States.</span> (Men, women and children.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Citizens of Philadelphia.</span> (Men and women.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Pioneers.</span> (Men, women and children.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Slaves.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Executioners of John Brown.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Army of the Union.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Army of the Confederacy.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Railroad Builders.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Steel Workers.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Coal Miners.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Farmers.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Builders.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Factory Hands.</span> (Women and children.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Meek Men.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Wealth.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Labor.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Government.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Unrest.</span> (Men.)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">The Past.</span> (Men.)</div> -</div> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">A Choir of Speakers.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">A Chorus of Singers.</span></div> -<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Buglers and Drummers.</span></div> -</div></div></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_18">[18]</span></p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_19">[19]</span> - -<h2 class="nobreak">“<i>Lexington</i>”</h2> -</div> - - -<p class="drop-cap"><i>Think of the place in which the play is to be produced, -just as it has been adapted from the natural -forest. Think of the curving sleeve of water which -lies along the lowermost edge of the scene, of the rising -slopes and levels which surmount one another so spaciously, -of the trees which close in back and sides.</i></p> - -<p><i>Then, into the face of the slope immediately above the -water’s edge and directly in the center, set a simple low -throne and put a conventional lectern before it. Flank this -with two lower seats, even more simple. Build this whole -group as gracefully and as lightly as the best taste of the -best Georgian period dictates and paint it the purest white.</i></p> - -<p><i>This done, go to the extreme limits of the front of the -scene and, just at the edge of the trees, erect two pedestals. -These, in height, must a little more than top a man’s -stature. In style and decoration they are as chaste as the -central group. Probably they are finished with an exquisite -cornice and adorned with garlands in low relief, just -brushed with gold. Upon each one of them set a solid, simple -throne, quite like the one you have already put in the -center.</i></p> - -<p><i>The Chronicler sits on the central throne. He is already -in his place when the doors of the auditorium are opened -to admit the first spectator. So are the two Drummers who -occupy the low seats on either side of him. So are the two -Spokesmen who sit atop the two pedestals.</i></p> - -<p><i>For the Chronicler’s role an actor of fine Anglo-Saxon -type must be engaged, one able to speak English with beautiful -and natural precision. The same is true of the roles -of the two Spokesmen.</i></p> - -<p><i>The Chronicler wears buff breeches, a white shirt and a -blue coat which hangs nobly from his shoulders and spreads -over the arms of his seat. His hair, of a natural brown, is -pulled back from his brow and tied with a black velvet<span class="pagenum" id="Page_20">[20]</span> -ribbon. The lectern before him supports a great book. At -the commencement of the play he opens this book and, at -the end, he closes it. From time to time, during the action, -he writes in it, using a large and snowy-white quill pen.</i></p> - -<p><i>The Drummers who sit on either side of him are dressed -in scarlet and as alike as two peas, in costume, make up -and cut of hair. Neither one of them has ever any occasion -to speak. Each one of them must devote his attention wholly -to playing upon a great kettledrum which will be provided -for this purpose. The two drums are tuned a diminished -third apart.</i></p> - -<p><i>The two Spokesmen will wear the scarlet robes and white -wigs of British justices. They never move during the entire -play.</i></p> - -<p><i>All of these five persons, it must be repeated, will be in -their places when the auditorium opens. None of them can -be allowed to move until the auditorium has emptied. They -must think of themselves as parts of the fixed scene.</i></p> - -<p><i>Behind them, the slope flattens slightly and this area -will, hereinafter, be described as the “Forestage.” Behind -that, again, comes a second, slighter rise and that is succeeded -by a much more considerable level place. This second -level will hereinafter be spoken of as the “Stage.”</i></p> - -<p><i>The stage is set to represent the Common of Lexington -in the year 1775. The road from Cambridge and Boston -enters at the back center and divides, passing the Meeting -House on either side. The Meeting House is erected, full -size, just at the back of the stage and directly in the center, -thus masking this road. A little down on the right (in -these stage directions right and left refer to the hands of -the audience) stands the Old Belfry. Further over to the -right, half buried in the trees, are the old horse sheds. Further -down stage on the right stands the Marrett-Munroe -House, also half buried in foliage, and the Concord Road -leaves the Common as far down stage on the right as the -planting permits. On the left, just a little below the position -occupied on the right by the horse sheds, stands the -Buckman Tavern. Then, all the way down stage left -stands the Parsonage of the Rev. Jonas Clark. This<span class="pagenum" id="Page_21">[21]</span> -should be set a little apart from the Common to suggest its -remoteness. A road leads past this in the direction of -Bedford.</i></p> - -<p><i>These entrances will hereinafter be referred to as the -Boston, Concord and Bedford Roads respectively. Other -village paths may be supposed to lead on to the Common -at any convenient points.</i></p> - -<p><i>When the first member of the audience enters, it is twilight. -He finds the life of the village going on with full realism -of detail except that it is in no wise audible. He is -looking at a soundless vision of the eighteenth day of -April, one hundred and fifty years ago. Villagers are chatting -about the doorway of the Buckman Tavern. They -come in and go out. They wear long coats and smoke long -pipes and drink long drinks. Some of them discuss a newspaper -excitedly. What they are saying cannot be heard, for -they play entirely in dumb show. A century and a half is -too great a time to be bridged easily by sound.</i></p> - -<p><i>Silent as the rest a boy guards a flock of a few sheep in -the center of the Common. Young girls, going about pleasure -or business and quite free from any preoccupation with -the serious matters which engross the tavern’s patrons, stop -to chat with him.</i></p> - -<p><i>Presently a young farmer drives his cows in from pasture. -Presently other farmers return from the fields, carrying -the crude agricultural implements of their day. Presently -another farmer drives his emptied truck wagon home from -market.</i></p> - -<p><i>Presently a traveler on a jaded mare comes up the -Boston Road and halts by the Buckman Tavern. The citizens -gather about him greedily. Greedy, it would seem, for news. -And he gives them news before he has finished his ale and -ridden on down the Bedford Road.</i></p> - -<p><i>As the play’s commencement draws near, an old man -comes out of the Meeting House. The children, playing -about the Belfry, run into him and he admonishes them. -Then he rings the bell. At first one cannot be quite sure of -the bell. Then the spell becomes stronger and it does clang -dimly through.</i></p> -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_22">[22]</span> - -<h2 class="nobreak"><i>Part One</i></h2> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p class="ph2">“<i>The Glorious Morning</i>”</p> - - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The Chronicler opens his book and begins to -write.</i></p> - -<p><i>In the far distance, a bugler blows “Assembly.”</i></p> - -<p><i>For the first time, the Chronicler lifts his head -and looks at the audience.</i></p> - -<p><i>Just a little nearer than the bugle some horns -play “Yankee Doodle.”</i></p> - -<p><i>In the darkling tavern faint voices of men take -up the chorus.</i></p> - -<p><i>A very little light shines upon the Chronicler’s -figure. He rises and lifts his right hand.</i></p> - -<p><i>The Drummers play a long roll.</i></p> - -<p><i>Then the Chronicler speaks.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Directly into the audience.</i>)</p> - -<p>In the Book of American Freedom it has been written -that the Town of Lexington, in the County of Middlesex, -in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, shall be -designated as “The Birthplace of American Liberty.” -This, says the book, is a fitting designation because the -events which had their scene in Lexington on the glorious -morning of the nineteenth of April one hundred -and fifty years ago this year did forever mark and set -aside the town to be a symbol of liberty to all free -nations and all free peoples.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The Drummers play another roll on their drums -and the Chronicler sits.</i></p> - -<p><i>Off stage, to a noble tune which gradually increases -in volume, the Chorus sings two verses -from Drayton’s “To the Virginian Voyage.”</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_23">[23]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chorus</span></p> - -<p>You brave, heroic minds,<br /> -<span class="indent">Worthy your country’s name,</span><br /> -<span class="indent">That honor still pursue;</span><br /> -<span class="indent">Go and subdue!</span><br /> -Whilst loitering hinds<br /> -<span class="indent">Lurk here at home with shame.</span><br /> -<br /> -And in regions far,<br /> -<span class="indent">Such heroes bring ye forth</span><br /> -<span class="indent">As those from whom we came;</span><br /> -<span class="indent">And plant our name</span><br /> -Under that star<br /> -<span class="indent">Not known unto our north.</span><br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>As the singing diminishes, the light grows upon -the thrones of the two Spokesmen and they begin. -They speak eagerly, almost in a monotone, following -no rhythm but the inevitable throb of Carlyle’s -prose. The bell, too, follows this throb, -sounding ever louder and more insistently -through their words.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>The world is all so changed; so much that seemed vigorous -has sunk decrepit, so much that was not is beginning -to be!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Swinging antiphonally into tone and tempo.</i>)</p> - -<p>Borne over the Atlantic what sounds are these; muffled-ominous, -new in our centuries?</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Boston Harbor is black with unexpected Tea!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Behold a Pennsylvanian Congress gather!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>And ere long, on Bunker Hill....</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_24">[24]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p><span class="smcap">Democracy....</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Announcing in rifle-volleys, death winged....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Under her Star Banner....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>To the tune of Yankee-Doodle-Doo....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>That she is <i>born</i>....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>And whirlwind-like....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Will envelope the whole world!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The drums roll out. The lights die down on the -Spokesmen. In the meanwhile, answering the -summons of the bell ringer, the people of Lexington -have come out of street and tavern in the twilight -and gathered about the Meeting House -steps.</i></p> - -<p><i>Jonas Clark has gone to them to stand upon the -steps facing them. He is now in his forty-fifth -year, a vigorous, lean, eager man with a spirit -of gripping and convincing sincerity.</i></p> - -<p><i>At the conclusion of the words of the Spokesmen, -all of the villagers are gathered together about their -pastor, save one girl. She is distinguished from -her sisters of the village, less by her dress (which is -commonplace enough) than by a strange and -wild loveliness and by a deep absorption in her -own thoughts. She is tall and very beautiful and -a prophetic intensity possesses her.</i></p> - -<p><i>Led by their pastor, the people about the Meeting -House lift their voices in the fifty-ninth Psalm.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_25">[25]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Parson Clark</span></p> - -<p>Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: set me on -high from those that rise up against me. Deliver me -from the workers of iniquity, and save me from the -blood-thirsty men.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The People</span></p> - -<p>For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul; the mighty gather -themselves together against me: not for my transgression, -nor for my sin, O Lord; they run and prepare -themselves without my fault.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Parson Clark</span></p> - -<p>For the sin of their mouth and the words of their lips, -let them even be taken in their pride, and for cursing -and lying which they speak.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The People</span></p> - -<p>Yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning, -for thou hast been my high tower, and a refuge in the -day of my distress.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Parson Clark</span></p> - -<p>Unto thee, O my Strength, will I sing praises, for God -is my high tower, the God of my mercy.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Then the people fall silent and do not move. -But the great words that they have spoken together -have very deeply stirred this single girl -who has stood apart and listened. With the last -word of the Psalm, she seems of a sudden to grow -taller. A smile like light itself spreads over her -face. Light seems to grow out of her. She lifts -her two arms in a wild abandonment to exaltation -and cries out.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Girl</span></p> - -<p>Ah!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The Chronicler looks up in amazement at this -sudden shout.</i></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_26">[26]</span></p> - -<p><i>The girl takes a few tense steps down toward him -and the light about her grows ever in whiteness.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Girl</span></p> - -<p> -Write more, write more, you Chronicler!<br /> -Write how the roots<br /> -Stir in the ground!<br /> -Write how the sap<br /> -Stirs in the trees!<br /> -Write how the thaw<br /> -Gives breath of life!<br /> -And write how God<br /> -Peers through the firmament<br /> -Upon the continents; for this day is glory!<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>Who are you, Girl?</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Girl</span></p> - -<p>Men call me different names. God calls me Freedom!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Upon this, a gigantic roll of the drums. -The girl, Freedom, turns her back slowly upon -the audience as Parson Clark begins to address -his congregation. She goes up, tensely and superbly, -face to face with him.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Parson Clark</span></p> - -<p>It has come now to our turn, Americans, to see what -we can do. The indignant spirit of self-government -which inspired our ancestors is now pronounced by the -Lords and Commons of England to be a spirit of rebellion. -The colonies hesitate not a moment, but unite and -greatly dare to be free. God who sitteth upon the throne -of his holiness, the governor among nations, will know -our cause and uphold our right to freedom. Let us pray.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The people kneel. Only the girl, Freedom, -stands upright. The Parson prays, the people -repeating his prayer with him in unison. She -walks rigidly up the slope to the edge of the crowd -to the Parson’s side. At the end of the prayer she -is standing beside him. This is the prayer</i>:]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_27">[27]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Omnes</span></p> - -<p>O Lord, when dangers surround us and oppressors -threaten our rights and enemies invade our homes, we, -thy people, look to thee, O Lord, for our refuge and, -committing our cause to thy wisdom and justice, we do -humbly expect, O Lord, that light will arise in darkness, -that the power of the oppressor may be broken, that -our enemies will not prevail against us, that our God -will maintain our right. Amen.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>As Freedom entered the crowd, the light about -her seemed to invest it with a very wonderful -splendor. During the prayer, however, and at the -end, only Freedom and the Parson are visible. -Then the light goes entirely, the hymn dies out -and the crowd disperses in the darkness.</i></p> - -<p><i>Then the light glows upon the two Spokesmen -and they begin to speak again. This time dim -music accompanies their words ... spoken once -to the House of Commons by Edmund Burke.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>A government against which a claim of freedom is -tantamount to high treason is a government to which -submission is equivalent to slavery.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>The people of the colonies are the descendants of Englishmen -and therefore love liberty according to English -ideas and on English principles.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Men may be as sorely touched and as deeply grieved -in their privileges as in their purses; men may lose little -in property by the act which takes away all their freedom.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>To prove that Americans ought not to be free we are -obliged to depreciate the value of freedom itself.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_28">[28]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>“An Englishman is the unfittest person on earth to argue -another Englishman into slavery.”</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>“A great empire and little minds go ill together.”</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>“We stand where we have an immense view of what is -and what is past.”</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>“Clouds, indeed, and darkness rest upon the future.”</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The music ends in another roll of drums. The -Chronicler rises.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>The alarm is toward. The night of watching commences.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>He sits again. The Belfry tolls midnight. -Through the darkness a voice is heard calling the -roll of the Lexington Company. It is Sergeant -William Munroe.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Munroe</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Each man answering “Here!” as his name is pronounced.</i>)</p> - -<p>Isaac Blodgett ... Ebenezer Bowman ... Francis Bowman -... John Bridge ... Joseph Bridge ... James -Brown ... John Brown ... Solomon Brown ... John -Buckman ... Eli Burdoo ...</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The light of very early morning shows the Company -drawn up diagonally across the scene in -attitudes of attention. Captain John Parker -stands in thought a little apart. Parson Clark -looks down upon the people from the Meeting -House. The men and women of the town hover -on the outskirts of the scene.</i></p> - -<p><i>The kettledrums drown the Sergeant’s voice. -Music bursts forth, a crashing theme which can -be divided by the demands of the subsequent dialogue -and by rolling of the kettledrums.</i></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_29">[29]</span></p> - -<p><i>The greatest possible amount of light blazes upon -the Meeting House door. Thence, like a comet, -Freedom comes. She is robed now in a cloak of -flame and a scarlet cap of liberty crowns her. -Perhaps the drums continue, perhaps the theme -of triumph modulates softly beneath her shouted -words.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>Huzza!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Minute Men</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Statues, all.</i>)</p> - -<p>Huzza!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>Answer, Mankind!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">A Vast Shout Out of the Depths of the Hills</span></p> - -<p>Huzza!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Soldiers of Liberty,<br /> -Make your arms strong!<br /> -Make your hearts stout!<br /> -Make your souls great!<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Minute Men</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>As before.</i>)</p> - -<p>Huzza!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Shout from the Hills</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>As before.</i>)</p> - -<p>Huzza!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Soldiers of Liberty,<br /> -I am your dream,<br /> -I am your cause,<br /> -I am your destiny!<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Minute Men</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>As before.</i>)</p> - -<p>Huzza!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_30">[30]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Shout from the Hills</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>As before.</i>)</p> - -<p>Huzza!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Breathe with my breath!<br /> -Strike with my sword!<br /> -Bleed with my blood!<br /> -Be life!<br /> -Be love!<br /> -Be sacrifice!<br /> -Be death!<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Minute Men</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>As before.</i>)</p> - -<p>Huzza!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Shout from the Hills</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>As before.</i>)</p> - -<p>Huzza!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -I bid you stand!<br /> -I bid you strike!<br /> -I bid you die!<br /> -Take me!<br /> -Believe me!<br /> -Obey me!<br /> -Adore me!<br /> -I am come to lead you,<br /> -Soldiers of Liberty!<br /> -I am come to lead you forever.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>A tremendous huzza and the music blares forth -and there is darkness again save for the lights in -the houses, and upon the Chronicler. The music -subsides to hesitant themes and into a lyric eloquence -of dawn and cool breezes and the early -light which presently steals across the tree tops. -The Chronicler rises.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_31">[31]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>You will see now, in one incalculable and everlasting -instant, the nativity of a nation. The night of watching -passes and the day dawns that is glory.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>He sits. The light spreads over the scene and -shows the people and the Company. Freedom has -vanished.</i></p> - -<p><i>Captain Parker arouses himself at once.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Parker</span></p> - -<p>Those of you who are equipped, stand fast. Those of you -who lack equipment, go into the Meeting House and -supply yourselves. Then come back to your places.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>There is some business of inspecting equipments. -Each man looks into his powder horn and some -of them try the triggers of their muskets.</i></p> - -<p><i>The light increases a little. The music becomes -more excited.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Parker</span></p> - -<p>William Diamond, let me hear your drum. Jonathan -Harrington, where is your fife?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Drum and fife break loose.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">A Minute Man</span></p> - -<p>This is folly and we so few!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Parker</span></p> - -<p>Folly or sense, I will shoot the first man who runs.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Munroe</span></p> - -<p>Fall in!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The Company comes to attention in absolute silence. -The line extends almost across the stage. -The backs of the Minute Men cut the scene diagonally. -Parker stands down stage at the lower or -right end of the line. Parker and the Parson are -always visible to the audience. A silence is broken -only by drum taps; and by the footfalls (off stage) -of marching men.</i></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_32">[32]</span></p> - -<p><i>Clark lifts his hands to heaven a moment in silent -prayer.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Parker</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>To the Minute Men in a voice of thunder.</i>)</p> - -<p>Stand your ground. Don’t fire unless you’re fired upon. -But if they mean to have a war, let it begin here!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The rising sun blazes upon the British redcoats -as they appear on both sides of the Meeting -House. First the scarlet figure of Major Pitcairn, -riding his horse, then the British column, four -abreast, with the lieutenant of each platoon marching -in his place.</i></p> - -<p><i>Pitcairn sees the unwavering line of Minute Men -and pulls his horse up sharp.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Pitcairn</span></p> - -<p>Halt!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The Britishers halt, the order being repeated -down the column. For an instant there is no motion -of any kind. No sound except an occasional -throb of a kettledrum, defying rhythm now as the -shots will do in a moment.</i></p> - -<p><i>Pitcairn comes a few steps forward. He looks at -the colonists. He laughs bitterly.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Pitcairn</span></p> - -<p>Throw down your arms, you damned rebels!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>No one moves.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p>D’ye hear me?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Slowly Parker turns and looks upon his little, -feeble line of men. Then he looks again at the -Britishers. Then we see him realize the futility -of his attempt.</i></p> - -<p><i>Very reluctantly the line of Minute Men sways -and loosens. It does not quite break. Its manœuver -is rather that of retiring. Then a few draw angrily -back and a few more stand defiantly. Jonas -Parker throws his hat at his feet.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_33">[33]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Jonas Parker</span></p> - -<p>Here I stand, so help me God!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>An angry murmur of resentment rises from the -Minute Men. Parker is spellbound. Pitcairn -turns to his first platoon lieutenant.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Pitcairn</span></p> - -<p>Surround and disarm these rebels.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The lieutenant gives the proper commands to -bring the first British platoon down stage and into -line. The second, under command of its own lieutenant, -follows and the British Company stands, -so, drawn up in company front facing the retreating -Minute Men.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Lieutenant</span></p> - -<p>Damn ’em, Major, we’ll get at ’em....</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>He gives the order by which the first platoon -should deploy as skirmishers for the business of -disarming the colonists. The platoon breaks with -another cheer, but before its men have taken two -steps, one of the Minute Men, a figure lost in the -shadow and the crowd, has fired his musket at -Major Pitcairn.</i></p> - -<p><i>The British stop in amazement.</i></p> - -<p><i>Immediately John and Ebenezer Munroe lift their -muskets.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">John Munroe</span></p> - -<p>I’ll give ’em the guts of my gun!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>They fire almost together, wounding the Major’s -horse.</i></p> - -<p><i>Seeing the Major’s horse plunge, the first lieutenant -cries</i>:]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Lieutenant</span></p> - -<p>The Major’s hit.... Fire, damn you, fire!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The first platoon fires—too high, it would seem, -for no Minute Men fall. But the Minute Men<span class="pagenum" id="Page_34">[34]</span> -fire back, Lieutenant Tidd, Ebenezer Locke, -Nathan Munroe, Jonas Parker and Benjamin -Sampson.</i></p> - -<p><i>Parker stands frozen.</i></p> - -<p><i>Pitcairn tries to control his horse.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Lieutenant</span></p> - -<p>Fire, by God, fire!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The second platoon fires.</i></p> - -<p><i>Then everything happens at once. The music -crashes out a theme which terminates in a high -tremolo. Pitcairn is seen to signal cease firing -with his sword. The Minute Men break, all but -Jonathan Parker who has been wounded by the -volley of the second platoon and sinks to his -knees trying to reload his gun. Jonathan Harrington, -wounded, runs down stage left where his -wife is cowering in the corner and there dies in -her arms. Two of the Minute Men overpower -Parker and drag him off. Robert Munroe, -wounded, falls and dies beside the horse sheds. -Solomon Brown, firing from the Buckman Tavern, -is silenced by a volley fired toward the tavern -and continues shooting from the trees. The three -escape fighting from the Meeting House. The -British clear the Common, bayonetting Jonas -Parker as they go.</i></p> - -<p><i>Then it is over.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Pitcairn</span></p> - -<p>We shall have further to go than Concord before this -morning’s work is finished. Fall in!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The music strikes into a dissonant march as the -Britishers fall in.</i></p> - -<p><i>Pitcairn rides up the Concord Road. The lieutenants -lead the platoon after him. The march -comes to its end as the last Britisher disappears.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_35">[35]</span> -The scene is left to a dying away of the march in -the minor resolution and to Parson Clark and -the seven dead.</i></p> - -<p><i>Parson Clark comes two or three paces forward.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Clark</span></p> - -<p>“Then Samuel took a stone and set it between Mispeh -and Shen, where the battle was fought, and called the -name of it Ebenezer, saying: ‘Hitherto hath the Lord -helped us!’”</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>In frightened little groups, the people come back -and gather about their dead.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p>Lexington has been allotted by providence to meet the -first blow, to offer the first sacrifice. Thus far hath the -Lord helped us.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Parker comes forward quickly, but Clark stops -him, lifting his hands to the heavens and crying -out</i>:]</p> -</div> - -<p>“Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but unto thy name -give glory!”</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Parker bows his head.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p>As to what is still before us, we do not anxiously inquire -nor proudly prophesy. Our cause is just.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Parker</span></p> - -<p>They must come back from Concord.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Clark</span></p> - -<p>That is true. Carry the dead into God’s house. Blessed -be the name of the Lord!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>He has shouted this last. The people begin to -pick up the dead and to carry them toward the -Meeting House whither Parker and Clark walk -together. The music strikes into a march, as solemn -and grand as any march can be and the -Chorus sings</i>:]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_36">[36]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chorus</span></p> - -<p> -O Lord, who wert our free-born fathers’ Guide,<br /> -Judge us for our unalterable intent;<br /> -Govern us, God, with Thy still government,<br /> -Telling our fathers how their sons have died.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Before the singing is done, all of the people have -vanished within the Meeting House. When the -stage is emptied, the Chronicler rises.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>The instant is delivered into time.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>He sits and Minute Men come up the Bedford -Road. They are armed. They cross the stage in -groups of three to twelve and go out by the Concord -Road. The music quickens once more. The -light is the most brilliant of full afternoon.</i></p> - -<p><i>People come out of the houses and the paths and -peer excitedly up the Concord Road. Scattered shots -begin to be audible from that direction. The knots of -people point in triumphant excitement up the road. -Suddenly they withdraw, scattering in excited confusion. -Shouts and shots sound nearer and closer -together. Then the British, routed and retreating -from Concord, surge through the Common and -out behind the Meeting House and there are shots, -too, from there. The huzzas of the colonists all but -drown the shouts and musketry. About the Meeting -House a cloud rises that may be dust but is -presently seen to be steam. The stage darkens. -Only the wild music and the shoutings continue -and, in the midst of the steam curtain, Freedom, -more gorgeous than ever, shouts louder than the -rest, her arms madly lifted to heaven. The steam -is many colored, then it dies to the single figure. -Then it is darkness and the music falls with it. -Then the steam is gone and the Meeting House -with it and the Buckman Tavern and all other -evidences of Lexington Common are gone and in -their place is a new scene altogether.</i>]</p> -</div> -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_37">[37]</span> - -<h2 class="nobreak"><i>Part Two</i></h2> -</div> - - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" alt="" /></div> - - -<p class="ph2">“<i>Political Freedom</i>”</p> - - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>It is a long garden stair which we are shown, -a stair suggested by some of the planting we have -already seen but which begins its Georgian graciousness -just where the Meeting House stood a -moment since. It rises in shallow steps broken by -broad levels, three of them, if possible, and on -each of the levels, a bench, very simple and dignified. -These levels will hereinafter be referred to as -the first, second and third landings. The third is -a long terrace, lined, in its central portion, by a -chaste and lovely balustrade which extends to a -planting of delicately trimmed shrubbery. The -whole scene has the look of some exquisite New -England garden of the eighteenth century.</i></p> - -<p><i>The musical accompaniment of this revelation is -serenity itself. Freedom stands on the lowermost -step of the stair. She wears more than ever gorgeous -raiment. She stands there as though she -paused in her ascent to look back into the audience. -On either side of the stair, the Choir of -speakers is banked, thirty-two in all, dressed -pictorially, yet not so brightly as to distract the -eye from the action of the play.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Revolt is the way of Freedom,<br /> -And the progress of Freedom is Change.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Then a wild cry.</i>)</p> - -<p> -Bloodily! Bloodily!<br /> -Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!<br /> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_38">[38]</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Then more calmly.</i>)</p> - -<p> -Look that you curb us not,<br /> -My men and I;<br /> -For present liberties enslave tomorrow,<br /> -And present triumphs shackle future years.<br /> -We see no limit set upon our purpose<br /> -Short of the Godhead ... so, restrain us not.<br /> -Be it here sworn:<br /> -These dead of Lexington<br /> -Have not vainly died,<br /> -These living<br /> -Have not vainly dreamed.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>She goes on up the stair.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Almost a whisper.</i>)</p> - -<p>These dead....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chorus</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Off stage, an echo of the burial song.</i>)</p> - -<p>God, tell our fathers how their sons have died!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>The story of the American Freedom is begun.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The singing subsides and Freedom turns again, -lifting her right arm in a supreme gesture of -command. Thereupon light blazes over the first -Spokesman and the clarion words of Patrick -Henry break from his lips.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Appeal to arms and to the God of Hosts! There is no -peace! Our brethren are already in the field!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Another gesture from Freedom and the second -Spokesman is illuminated to shout, as his antiphonal -response, the words of Tom Paine.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_39">[39]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Oh, ye that love mankind, stand forth! Oh, ye that dare -oppose the tyranny and the tyrant, stand forth!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Is life so dear or peace so sweet as to be purchased at the -price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Freedom hath been hunted round the globe. England -hath given her warning to depart. Oh, receive the fugitive -and prepare, in time, an asylum for mankind!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Freedom’s two arms go wildly up.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">A Great Shout from the Hills</span></p> - -<p>Give me liberty or give me death!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Who shall be master of this high event,<br /> -And take revolt beneath his government?<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>Washington! Washington! Washington!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -An hour, a destiny,<br /> -And the need of man<br /> -For leadership, these three<br /> -God answers perfectly;<br /> -And, in the tumult and the darkness, lo,<br /> -A hero comes<br /> -So solemnly,<br /> -And the shoutings die and the drums<br /> -Are still and the van<br /> -Of battle takes its leader so,<br /> -And the race, its guardian,<br /> -And none has been more greatly strong than he<br /> -In resolution and humility.<br /> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_40">[40]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Almost in a whisper.</i>)</p> - -<p>Washington!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Three men have ridden into the scene. They are -Patrick Henry, Edmund Pendleton and George -Washington. There to meet them come the President -of the Continental Congress and Members -of Congress. Washington dismounts and advances -until the President and he stand face to -face.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The President of Congress</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Very solemnly.</i>)</p> - -<p>We, reposing special trust and confidence in your patriotism, -valor, conduct and fidelity, do, by these presents, -constitute and appoint you to be general and commander-in-chief -of the army of the United Colonies and -of all the forces now raised or to be raised by them for -the defense of American Liberty.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>He presents the sword of office to Washington -who stands looking very seriously at it.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Washington</span></p> - -<p>I beg it may be remembered that I this day declare with -utmost sincerity I do not think myself equal to the command -I am honored with. But, as it has been a kind of -destiny that has thrown me upon this service, I shall -hope that my undertaking it is designed to answer some -good purpose.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>He accepts the sword. A great sigh comes like a -hope from all around.</i></p> - -<p><i>A roll of snare drums far away and the groupings -shift so that Washington and Freedom -stand alone together and the others draw aside. -Drum rhythms succeed one another until they -resolve into two themes. The one, played by the -kettledrums, follows the syncopation of the -Spokesmen’s words. The other, played by the<span class="pagenum" id="Page_41">[41]</span> -snare drums, marks the time of a march. To this -accompaniment, the Continental Army comes -upon the scene. First, the farmers who have left -their ploughs to join Warren for Bunker Hill. -Then the tatterdemalion army of which Washington -took command for the siege of Boston. Then -the mob takes on form and appearance and order -such as it must have had to accomplish Burgoyne’s -defeat, and the retreat through Jersey. -At the same time the Choir has begun to intone -the Declaration of Independence. The two Spokesmen -listen and take up their shouted responses. -And the intoning runs rhythmically, following -the accents of the kettledrums which, in their turn, -follow the accents of Jefferson’s prose.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices from the Choir</span></p> - -<p>When in the course of human events it becomes necessary -for one people to dissolve the political bands which -have connected them with another....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Eight Voices from the Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Upon a higher note.</i>)</p> - -<p>And to assume among the powers of the earth the separate -and equal station to which the laws of nature and -of nature’s God entitle them....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices from the Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Upon the same note as before.</i>)</p> - -<p>They should declare the causes which impel them to the -separation....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>We hold these truths to be self-evident....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>All men are created free and equal....</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_42">[42]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Endowed by their creator with certain inalienable -rights....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom with Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>To secure these rights governments are instituted -among men....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices from the Choir</span></p> - -<p>Whenever any form of government becomes destructive -to these ends....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Eight Voices from the Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Upon a higher note.</i>)</p> - -<p>It is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Twelve Voices from the Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Upon a still higher note.</i>)</p> - -<p>And to institute new government to provide new guards -for their future security.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman and Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>We, therefore....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman and Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>The representatives of the United States of America....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman and Four Voices</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Upon a higher note.</i>)</p> - -<p>In general congress assembled....</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_43">[43]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman and Four Voices</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Upon the same note.</i>)</p> - -<p>Appealing to the supreme judge of the world for the -rectitude of our intentions....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom and Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>Do, in the name and authority of the good people of -these colonies....</p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Four more Voices.</i>)</p> - -<p>Solemnly publish and declare....</p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Full Choir crescendo.</i>)</p> - -<p>That these United States are and of right ought to be -free and independent states....</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The army is assembled and cheers its chief with -three mighty huzzas which are part of a triumphant -burst of melody. Washington stands immobile -and Freedom, likewise, above and behind -him. The music dies into mourning. The light -dies except upon Washington and the central -and most ragged group which, in varied attitudes -of weariness, sinks to the ground about him. The -light is dismal.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Rising and speaking to the audience.</i>)</p> - -<p>The soul of an event is the vision which God sets before -its hero; its life hangs upon the faith men bring to it. -The heroes of God’s choosing make Him manifest to -man; but the faith of man is a wretched thing. Now -this event fares mournfully, for the army of revolt is more -cruelly driven by the doubts and jealousies of man than -by the winds and snows of winter, and the meaning of -Freedom is forgotten in the fact of hardship. Within -himself and his great enterprise the chieftain stands -steadfast, concerned only with the omen and the pity -of the time.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_44">[44]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Men’s voices sing again, weakly. The song is -the hymn of Washington’s soldiers which they -sang about the campfires of Valley Forge. The soldiers -move about, warming their bodies wretchedly -at imaginary campfires.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Chorus</span></p> - -<p> -Lessons of war from him we take<br /> -And manly weapons learn to wield;<br /> -Strong bows of steel with ease we break,<br /> -Forced by our stronger arms to yield.<br /> -’Tis God that still supports our right,<br /> -His just revenge our foes pursues;<br /> -’Tis He, that, with resistless might,<br /> -Fierce nations to His power subdues.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Washington, as the chorus dies, moves at last -and begins to speak, and his men crouch about -his feet as in the dim light of campfires.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Washington</span></p> - -<p>What is to become of the army this winter? We are barefoot -and naked. Soldiers are not made of sticks and -stones to occupy a cold, bleak hill and sleep under frost -and snow without clothes or blankets. Unless some great -and capital change takes place, this army must inevitably -starve, dissolve or disperse. From my soul I pity -these miseries which it is not in my power to relieve or -prevent.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The light fades except upon Washington and -Freedom.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -I have cried out your name to the broad heavens,<br /> -I have given your courage to the stars to shout.<br /> -Be of good cheer, my leader,<br /> -The strong and the young have heard and will give answer,<br /> -The day is not yet lost.<br /> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_45">[45]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Washington looks hopefully into her beautiful, -pitiful face as she bends over him. The light -leaves them and the Chronicler rises.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>How differently fare the enemies of Freedom! In Philadelphia -where the British are, is a time of plenty and of -high festival.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>There is music, suddenly and very bright and as -the light floods the scene, two British soldiers -have run in with regimental colors which conceal -Freedom and Washington and the stair from our -view. Then a gay crowd troops on to the stage and -a double column of grenadiers in scarlet coats. -The soldiers quickly form the three sides of a rectangle -and General Howe and Major Andre ride -into their midst. Ladies are there, richly clad and -elaborately coiffured. Musicians are there with -huge bass viols and sundry eccentric instruments -of the period. When all the crowd are assembled, -General Howe and Major Andre ride down to -the water’s edge to welcome two barges. In one of -them is the English Queen of Beauty and, in the -other, the American Queen of Beauty. Each of -the queens is attended by a bevy of damsels in -Turkish costumes. General Howe leads the English -Queen to her throne. Major Andre performs -the same function for the American Queen. The -damsels follow them and the barges are pulled -away out of sight.</i></p> - -<p><i>Immediately the two queens have been enthroned, -twelve knights ride into the scene, dressed in -eighteenth century adaptations of the habiliments -of chivalry. They divide into two parties, the -Knights of the Blended Rose and the Knights of -the Burning Mountain. Each party salutes its -queen and the mock tournament is played out, -terminating in an exchange of pistol fire without -casualties. Then the horses are led off and the<span class="pagenum" id="Page_46">[46]</span> -knights and the ladies all join in a brilliant, -stately dance which ends in a picture centering -in the two queens, each one of whom has removed -a slipper from which her particular -knight is drinking wine.</i></p> - -<p><i>Then the rout is scattered by the sound of cannon -and all the gay folk run screaming and darkness -gathers except for a single ray of light which -strikes across the stage. Into this a horseman -gallops frantically.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Horseman</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Shouting.</i>)</p> - -<p>Yorktown! Yorktown is taken!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>At the same time, Freedom and Washington and -his army have been revealed. Cannon boom and -flash over their joyous faces and the army breaks -into frenzied cheering. The Chronicler leaps to -his feet.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>Yorktown! The first goal is won!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Light spreads once more over the scene and, to -the old English tune of “The World is Upside -Down,” Cornwallis’ army marches out of Yorktown -and surrenders. Freedom dominates the -whole scene in her exultation. “The World is -Upside Down” becomes a triumphal march and -all the multitude of the people prance into the -scene. Then dissonance creeps into the music and -discord into the movement of the crowd. The -Chronicler rises.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>Chaos succeeds revolt and triumph gives way to greed -and hatred and what was harmony in war becomes -jealousy and faction, for the faith of the people is dead -and the united colonies break asunder, each one for -itself.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_47">[47]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Loyalists are singled out, perhaps, and stoned -and jostled from the scene. Cheers become snarls. -The multitude separates into small units, thirteen -of them. These seem to wrangle among themselves, -then, like so many socks, to turn inside out -so that each menaces the other. The light over the -multitude is murky. The music subsides to a -low, ominous sound.</i></p> - -<p><i>All this time Washington has stood imperturbably -upon the stair, looking grimly down with the -eloquence and understanding of a great fatalism. -Freedom, however, is amazed. She wrings her -hands in despair. She cries out in anguish.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Sowing salvation, do I reap<br /> -Havoc for harvest?<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>Upon the human tempest descends, once more, the calm -of leadership. A marvelous boy emerges. The word is -Hamilton’s.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>Ah!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>She watches anxiously as Hamilton steps out of -the gloom and comes up into the light about herself -and Washington. Hope revives in her. She -reaches her arms out toward him. Light shines -upon the Spokesmen.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Hamilton</span></p> - -<p>The business of America’s happiness is yet to be done.</p> - -<p class="center">(<i>The crowd snarls more loudly than ever.</i>)</p> - -<p>There is something noble and magnificent in the perspective -of a great Federal Republic.... There is something -proportionally diminutive and contemptible in -the prospect of petty states with the appearance only of -union.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_48">[48]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>To Freedom, speaking Hamilton’s words.</i>)</p> - -<p>Happy America, if those to whom thou hast entrusted -the guardianship of thy infancy know how to provide -for thy future repose!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>From the people, a mocking laugh.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Also speaking Hamilton’s words.</i>)</p> - -<p>Miserable and undone if their negligence or ignorance -permits the spirit of discord to erect her banner on the -ruins of your tranquillity!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Again the laughter of the people.</i></p> - -<p><i>Washington looks toward Hamilton who comes -up nearer his chief. Freedom blesses him. The -crowd shake their fists at him and turn away their -faces. The laughter develops into a horrible jeer. -Then Freedom speaks and the groups gather more -closely together. But from each one of them, during -her words, certain individuals detach themselves -and move hesitantly until they stand about -Hamilton’s feet.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Will you hear me, People?<br /> -I understand you, People, as none other can,<br /> -I serve you, People, as none other can;<br /> -I tell you, here is your proving time.<br /> -I bid you cast envy out from your hearts.<br /> -For none will work you injustice, now, save only yourselves,<br /> -And no folly will lead you astray now, but your own folly,<br /> -Therefore, bestir you, People!<br /> -You may not deny your leaders or your cause or me!<br /> -You cannot, People, for we are your life!<br /> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_49">[49]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Hamilton</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>To Freedom.</i>)</p> - -<p>Tell them this Convention shall never rise until the -Constitution is adopted!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Marvelous Boy,<br /> -Do you speak, now.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Hamilton</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Swinging to the people.</i>)</p> - -<p>Here, my countrymen, let us make a firm stand for our -safety, our tranquillity, our dignity, our reputation. It -belongs to us to vindicate the honor of the human race. -Union will enable us to do it.... The necessity of a constitution -is imminent. A nation without a national -government is an awful spectacle. Why, then, do you -hesitate? The fabric of American empire ought to rest on -the solid basis of the consent of the people. The stream -of national power ought to flow immediately from that -pure original fountain of all legitimate authority. Let -the thirteen states, bound together in an indissoluble -union, concur in erecting one great American system, -consecrated to the steady administration of the laws, -dedicated to the protection of liberty against the enterprises -and assaults of ambition, of faction, of anarchy, -able to dictate the terms of connection between the old -world and the new!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Gradually as he spoke, the groups have merged, -slowly and diffidently, but surely. At the end they -stand all together about his feet, looking up into -his face. And the music crashes superbly out and -light blazes upon the Spokesmen. And, as they -begin to speak, the crowd joins hands and lifts -linked arms high, as if to take an oath.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman and Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>We, the people of the United States....</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_50">[50]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman and Eight Voices</span></p> - -<p>In order to form a more perfect union...</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman and Twelve Voices</span></p> - -<p>Establish justice...</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman and Sixteen Voices</span></p> - -<p>Ensure domestic tranquillity...</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman and Twenty Voices</span></p> - -<p>Provide for the common defense...</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman and Twenty-Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>Promote the general welfare...</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman and Twenty-Eight Voices</span></p> - -<p>And secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our -posterity...</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman and Full Choir</span></p> - -<p>Do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United -States of America.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The triumphant music again and a shout of joy -from all the people and Freedom lifts grateful -hands to heaven.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices of the Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Intoning upon a high note.</i>)</p> - -<p>No law respecting an established religion or prohibiting -the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of -speech or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably -to assemble and to petition the government for a -redress of grievance.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Full Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Sotto voce upon a higher note.</i>)</p> - -<p>Liberty and Union, now and forever, one and inseparable!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_51">[51]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>We here highly resolve that government of the people, -by the people, for the people shall not perish from the -earth.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Then the music bursts forth again and the first -president is inaugurated. The scene is best described -in the words of Lear’s diary. “All the -churches in the city were opened and prayers -offered up to the Great Ruler of the Universe for -the preservation of the President. The troops of -the city paraded.... The procession moved forward, -the troops marching in front with all the -ensigns of military parade. Next came the committees -and heads of departments in their carriages, -the foreign ministers and a long train of -citizens.... About two hundred yards before we -reached the hall we descended from our carriages -and passed through the troops who were drawn -up on either side, into the hall and the Senate -Chamber where we found the Vice-President and -the House of Representatives assembled. They -received the President in a most respectful manner -and the Vice-President conducted him to a -balcony. The oath was administered in public by -Chancellor Livingstone who proclaimed him -President of the United States.”</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Washington</span></p> - -<p>My station is new. I walk on untrodden ground. With -God’s help, I readily engage with you in the task of -making a nation happy.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The People</span></p> - -<p>God save our Washington! Long live our beloved President!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The celebration of Washington’s inauguration -is then enacted with a torchlight procession, lanterns -and transparencies and the frantic joy of -the crowd and much singing of “Yankee Doodle.”</i></p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_52">[52]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p><i>The scene darkens with the dying of the jubilation.</i></p> - -<p><i>The Chronicler rises.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>The eight years of administration pass. The faith of the -people again grows cold. New voices speak flattery and -falsehood and sow the seed of disaster to come. But the -leaders are steadfast, always, and, even in farewell, the -end of their leadership is wisdom.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The only light, now, shines upon the group of -Freedom, Washington and Hamilton. The people -stand, in the shadow, absolutely still and unresponsive.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Washington</span></p> - -<p>The time has come for me to return to retirement. -Choice and prudence invite me to quit the scene. But a -solicitude for your welfare which cannot end but with -my life prompts me to offer to your solemn contemplation -some sentiments which appear to me all important -to the permanency of your felicity as a people.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>This is the warning word.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Washington</span></p> - -<p>The power and right to establish government presuppose -the duty to obey government. Providence connects -the permanent felicity of a nation with its virtue. Avoid -the necessity of overgrown military establishments! Be -warned against the baneful effects of the spirit of party! -Promote institutions for the general diffusion of knowledge. -Observe good faith and justice toward all nations. -Cultivate peace and harmony with all. It is folly for one -nation to look for disinterested favors from another. It -is our true policy to steer clear of permanent alliances -with any portion of the foreign world.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_53">[53]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>The counsel is spoken. The farewell remains.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Washington</span></p> - -<p>I shall carry with me the hope that my country will -never cease to view my errors with indulgence and that, -after forty-five years of my life dedicated to its service -with an upright zeal, the faults of incompetent abilities -will be consigned to oblivion as myself must soon be to -the mansions of rest.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>There is an instant of silence. Then Freedom -puts her hands on the shoulders of Washington -and Hamilton and looks into their eyes and the -distant Chorus sings.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chorus</span></p> -<div class="blockquot"> -<p> -And in regions far<br /> -<span class="indent">Such heroes bring ye forth</span><br /> -<span class="indent4">As those from whom we came</span><br /> -<span class="indent4">And plant our name</span><br /> -Under that star<br /> -<span class="indent">Not known unto our north.</span><br /> -</p></div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Speaking above the Chorus.</i>)</p> - -<p> -Ever and ever more,<br /> -Under the western stars,<br /> -Over the western lands,<br /> -My leaders,<br /> -Your names,<br /> -Your words,<br /> -Your dreams!<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>She turns with the two men and goes a few steps -with them into the darkness above them. Then they -go up and she is last seen looking after them. -Darkness takes the entire scene.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chorus</span></p> -<div class="blockquot"> -<p> -And in regions far,<br /> -<span class="indent">Such heroes bring ye forth,</span><br /> -<span class="indent4">As those from whom we came....</span><br /> -</p> -</div> - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_54">[54]</span> - -<h2 class="nobreak"><i>Part Three</i></h2> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p class="ph2">“<i>Social Freedom</i>”</p> - - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>The nation being established conceives the empire. The -race, born of the romance of empire and nourished upon -the adventure of freedom, turns to the wilderness.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>Pioneers! O Pioneers!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>Beyond these eastern mountains, the adventure of freedom -is resumed, and the romance of empire lives anew!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>Pioneers! O Pioneers!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Freedom turns at the shout and the music begins -a soft, wild march theme. Suddenly possessed -again, Freedom evokes the Western migration. -As she begins to speak the first of it begins: a few -timorous stragglers who appear from the trees at -the left of the stage and peer up at her. Her gestures -sweep them across the scene and they come, -stopping here and there to build their camp fires. -At the end of her harangue, five or six groups -have spaced themselves along the line of the forestage, -and from each group and its camp fire -rises a thin column of smoke so that the varied -and splendid processional of adventure which is -to come will be seen behind this delicate colonnade.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Out of the east,<br /> -Into the west,<br /> -A vision of empire, my people,<span class="pagenum" id="Page_55">[55]</span><br /> -A vision of rivers and prairies,<br /> -Of western mountains and a western ocean.<br /> -And of a wider Freedom!<br /> -New cities sleep unborn<br /> -On the shores of the lakes and the rivers,<br /> -Cities to be erected<br /> -In a loftier image of Freedom,<br /> -Cities, whence new generations,<br /> -Forgetful of all save courage,<br /> -Shall in their turn set out<br /> -Into further western regions,<br /> -Building cities and cities,<br /> -Building always for Freedom,<br /> -Building, renewing, creating....<br /> -Westward, westward, and westward,<br /> -Over the walls of the mountains,<br /> -Over the blight of the desert,<br /> -To the urgent, star-scattered horizon,<br /> -Where the stars and the sun and the moon<br /> -Rise into the wind and the heavens,<br /> -Out of the western ocean,<br /> -Out of the west and the east,<br /> -People, my people, set forward,<br /> -For Freedom! For Freedom! For Freedom!<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Shouting.</i>)</p> - -<p>Pioneers! O Pioneers!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>With this, the musical accompaniment to Freedom’s -words resolves itself into a triumphal -march and the full bulk of the procession appears -crossing from left to right of the stage. First are -small wagons, so light you might almost carry -them, as Birkbeck said of them, “yet strong -enough to bear a good load of bedding, utensils -and provisions and a swarm of young citizens.” -Others have two horses and, sometimes, a cow or<span class="pagenum" id="Page_56">[56]</span> -so. Other wagons are covered with canvas and -blankets. There are Conestoga wagons and prairie -schooners with herds of stock and sheep and -the crowd of emigrants is gaily dressed as any -gang of gipsies, red-shirted men, blue and yellow-skirted -women, bright clothes for the children and -bright blankets. And a great light grows up on -the right of the stage into which this procession -moves and all the while the circuit riders and -hunters scatter through the crowd on their respective, -mimed businesses. At the same time, -shouting over the music, the two Spokesmen and -the Choir have maintained a steady crescendo -comment from the “Pioneers, O Pioneers!” of -Walt Whitman.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>With the end of Freedom’s speech.</i>)</p> - -<p> -<span class="indent4">Come, my tan-faced children,</span><br /> -Follow well in order, get your weapons ready,<br /> -Have you your pistols, have you your sharp-edged axes?<br /> -<span class="indent4">Pioneers!</span><br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>O Pioneers!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -<span class="indent4">Have the elder races halted?</span><br /> -Do they droop and end their lesson wearied over there beyond the seas?<br /> -We take up the task eternal and the burden and the lesson,<br /> -<span class="indent4">Pioneers!</span><br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>O Pioneers!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -<span class="indent4">All the past we leave behind,</span><br /> -We debouch upon a newer, mightier world, varied world,<br /> -Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march,<span class="pagenum" id="Page_57">[57]</span><br /> -<span class="indent4">Pioneers!</span><br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>O Pioneers!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -<span class="indent4">We detachments steady throwing,</span><br /> -Down the edges, through the passes, up the mountains steep,<br /> -Conquering, holding, daring, venturing as we go the unknown ways,<br /> -<span class="indent4">Pioneers!</span><br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>O Pioneers!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -<span class="indent4">We primeval forests felling,</span><br /> -We the rivers stemming, vexing we and piercing the deep mines within,<br /> -We the surface broad surveying, we the virgin soil upheaving,<br /> -<span class="indent4">Pioneers!</span><br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>O Pioneers!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -<span class="indent4">All the pulses of the world,</span><br /> -Falling in they beat for us, with the Western movement beat,<br /> -Holding single or together, steady moving to the front, all for us,<br /> -<span class="indent4">Pioneers!</span><br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>O Pioneers!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_58">[58]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -<span class="indent4">Has the night descended?</span><br /> -Was the road of late so toilsome? Did we stop discouraged, nodding on our way?<br /> -Yet a passing hour I yield you in your tracks to pause oblivious,<br /> -<span class="indent4">Pioneers!</span><br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>O Pioneers!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -<span class="indent4">Till with sound of trumpet,</span><br /> -Far, far off the daybreak call—hark! how loud I hear it wind,<br /> -Swift! to the head of the army!—swift! spring to your places,<br /> -<span class="indent4">Pioneers!</span><br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>O Pioneers!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>At the final shout of the Choir, the western light -turns suddenly bloody and the procession hurries -off into murk and portent. At the same time a -new light breaks over the forestage upon a sinister -line of men which has come in between the -thrones of the two Spokesmen.</i></p> - -<p><i>These men are negroes, naked, save for loin -cloths and girdles, twenty-one in number, and all -singers. The hands of each one are chained to the -girdle of the one behind and they move up the slope -toward Freedom in a slow, melancholy “V.”</i></p> - -<p><i>As they move, they sing. Their song should, indeed, -have scattered the echoes of the farewell -acclamation of the pioneers. The strain of it is -despair that takes refuge in worship. It is one -of the old spirituals, “Go Down Moses.” They<span class="pagenum" id="Page_59">[59]</span> -move, singing, up to Freedom and she comes sorrowfully -down to meet them and the Chronicler -rises.</i></p> - -<p><i>As the negroes finish their song, they kneel at -Freedom’s feet and she bends over them.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>While you suffer, I am nothing.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p> -The trial of the race comes with the attainment of its empire.<br /> -In the west the factions meet already and the issue is the slave.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -God alone knows the end<br /> -Yet God understands!<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The Chronicler sits and a blare of madness -comes upon the music and a new group is upon -the forestage. The center of this is an old man, -white bearded, with a bloody head and a halter -about his neck. Other figures stand about a gibbet. -The music subsides softly into “John Brown’s -Body” and continues to weave variations upon -this until the final moment when the chorus of -Union Soldiers takes it up. In the meanwhile, -this old man, John Brown, speaks.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">John Brown</span></p> - -<p>I, John Brown, am now quite certain that the crimes of -this land will never be purged away but with blood. For -God has given the strength of the hills to Freedom. No -man sent me here. I acknowledge no master in human -form. I pity the poor in bondage that have none to help -them. That is why I am here. You may dispose of me -very easily. I am nearly disposed of now. But this negro -question is still to be settled. The end of that is not yet. -I am ready. Do not keep me waiting. In no other possible -way could I be used to so much advantage to the -cause of God and of humanity.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_60">[60]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>He moves toward the gibbet and the scene goes -into darkness with the pounding of a drum.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>A house divided against itself cannot stand.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>A pause and the drum again, tapped twice.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Eight Voices</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Upon a higher note.</i>)</p> - -<p>This government cannot endure permanently half slave -and half free.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Then light upon Freedom.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>The light only upon her face.</i>)</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p> -The day attends the sun and the event<br /> -Attends the purpose of a steadfast mind.<br /> -Always in all upheaval man must find<br /> -The purpose of a master’s government.<br /> -<br /> -Now in the darkling of calamity,<br /> -The purpose and the character of one<br /> -Called to a generation’s mastery<br /> -Come as the sun,<br /> -<br /> -Come and are known and spend<br /> -Their powers hardily,<br /> -And, in the end,<br /> -Leave to the issue clarity again,<br /> -And wisdom to the memories of men.<br /> -</p></div> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The light spreading about her discloses the figure -of Abraham Lincoln standing at her feet. -People gather at the sides of the stage.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p>Lincoln ... Lincoln ... Lincoln....</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lincoln</span></p> - -<p>In your hands, my dissatisfied fellow countrymen, and<span class="pagenum" id="Page_61">[61]</span> -not in mine is the momentous issue of civil war. The -government will not assail you. You can have no conflict -without being yourselves the aggressors. You have -no oath registered in heaven to destroy the government, -while I shall have the most solemn one to preserve, protect -and defend it.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The People</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Crescendo.</i>)</p> - -<p>Lincoln ... Lincoln ... Lincoln....</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Freedom bends her head upon Lincoln. The negroes -look up to him. The people come a little -closer, moving restlessly among themselves with -disturbed, though soundless, gestures.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lincoln</span></p> - -<p>I would save the Union.... If there be those who would -not save the Union unless they could, at the same time, -save slavery, I do not agree with them. If there be those -who would not save the Union unless they could, at the -same time, destroy slavery, I do not agree with them. -If I could save the Union without freeing any slave, I -would do it; and if I could save it by freeing all the -slaves, I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing -some and leaving others alone, I would also do that.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Suddenly, as Lincoln’s voice concludes, the people -divide impetuously, and draw back, in two -great bodies, to either side of the stage.</i></p> - -<p><i>A cannon crashes out and all the people are -aghast.</i></p> - -<p><i>Darkness obscures the two multitudes and the -Spokesmen, in the light, strike antiphonally into -the beautiful words which Mr. John Drinkwater -wrote for the characters in his play, “Robert E. -Lee.”</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>The strain comes and men’s wits break under it and -fighting is the only way out.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_62">[62]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>War is the anger of bewildered peoples in front of questions -that they can’t answer.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>The quarrel is so little beside the desolation that is -coming.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>One year ... two ... three ... perhaps four! Then there -will be just graves and a story and America.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Suddenly a pool of bloody light explodes upon -the right of the stage and shows a knoll of gray -uniforms about the flag of the Confederacy and -the men in the light burst into the wild abandon of -“Dixie.”</i></p> - -<p><i>Then another pool of bloody light shows blue uniforms -and the men and all the Chorus behind sing -“John Brown’s Body” again, full voice.</i></p> - -<p><i>Then the light upon Lincoln is white and includes -the group of slaves and the figure of Freedom.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lincoln</span></p> - -<p>All persons held as slaves are and, henceforward, shall -be free. And upon this act, sincerely believed to be an -act of justice, I invoke the considerate judgment of -mankind and the gracious favor of Almighty God.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>His hands bless the negroes and all the people -look gratefully up to him and the armies turn -their heads toward him.</i></p> - -<p><i>Two figures detach themselves from the two armies. -One is Grant. The other is Lee. They walk -toward each other and the armies fall back in -great weariness. When they meet, the two generals -speak.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Grant</span></p> - -<p>Sir, you have given me occasion to be proud of my -opponent.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_63">[63]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lee</span></p> - -<p>I have not spared my strength. I acknowledge its defeat.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Grant</span></p> - -<p>You have come—</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lee</span></p> - -<p>To ask upon what terms you will accept surrender.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Grant</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Presents a slip of paper.</i>)</p> - -<p>They are simple. I hope you will not find them ungenerous.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lee</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Having read them.</i>)</p> - -<p>You are magnanimous, sir. May I make one submission?</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Grant</span></p> - -<p>It would be a privilege if I could consider it.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lee</span></p> - -<p>You allow our officers to keep their horses. That is -gracious. Our cavalry troopers’ horses are also their own.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Grant</span></p> - -<p>I understand. They will be needed for the plowing. Of -course, the officers of the Confederacy will also retain -their side arms.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lee</span></p> - -<p>I thank you. It will do much toward conciliating our -people. I accept your terms.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>He offers his sword.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Grant</span></p> - -<p>No, no! I should have included that. It has but one -rightful place.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>They salute and each returns to his army.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lee</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Speaking the close of Lee’s final orders.</i>)</p> - -<p>Valor and devotion can accomplish nothing that will<span class="pagenum" id="Page_64">[64]</span> -compensate for the loss that must attend the continuance -of the conflict. You may take with you the satisfaction -of duty faithfully performed, and I earnestly -pray that a merciful God will extend to you his blessing -and protection.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Grant</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Speaking the close of Grant’s last message.</i>)</p> - -<p>All that it was possible for men to do in battle they have -done. Let us hope for perpetual peace and harmony -with that enemy whose manhood, however mistaken -the cause, drew forth such Herculean deeds of valor.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The bloody light fades and the two armies spread -out into the crowds which now slowly close in.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Lincoln</span></p> - -<p>With malice toward none; with charity for all; with -firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right; -let us strive on to finish the work we are in; to bind up -the nation’s wounds; to care for him who shall have -borne the battle, and for his widow and his orphan—to -do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting -peace among ourselves and with all nations.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The darkness has gradually closed in upon the -scene except for Freedom’s face.</i></p> - -<p><i>A great toll of the kettledrums and a voice of a -man that cries out desperately in the darkness.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Voice</span></p> - -<p>Sic semper tyrannis!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The answer is a wail of women.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">A Second Voice</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Again a man’s; more calm and tragic.</i>)</p> - -<p>Now he belongs to the ages.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Again the wail of women.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>O Lincoln! Lincoln! Lincoln!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_65">[65]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>With this, a shaft of light strikes the stair and -shows Freedom bending over a bier upon which -Lincoln lies dead.</i></p> - -<p><i>A great cry of mourning rises from the crowd, -both men and women.</i></p> - -<p><i>The Choir comments, speaking Walt Whitman’s -verse and noble words.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p> -This dust was once the man,<br /> -Gentle, plain, just and resolute, under whose cautious hand,<br /> -Against the foulest crime in history known in any land or age,<br /> -Was saved the Union of these States.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Gradually, during these lines, a cold light has -spread over the mourning multitude. Every vestige -of war is gone. The people stand with drooping -heads facing the stair, every hand holding a -spray of lilac. The freed negroes kneel about the -lower steps. A funeral march, gentle as a song -of spring, begins. Men lift up the bier and carry -it up the steps to the second landing. Freedom -leads the cortege; the girls come after. The crowd -closes in. At the second landing, the bier is set -down and all the people go past it, filing out into -the darkness which closes in again upon either -side. In the meanwhile, over the music, Freedom -and the two Spokesmen speak from Walt Whitman’s -great song of mourning.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d,<br /> -And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,<br /> -I mourned and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.<br /> -O powerful western fallen star!<span class="pagenum" id="Page_66">[66]</span><br /> -O shades of night—O moody, tearful night!<br /> -O great star disappear’d—O the black murk that hides the star!<br /> -O cruel hands that hold me powerless—O helpless soul of me!<br /> -O harsh surrounding cloud that will not free my soul.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities,<br /> -Amid lanes and through old woods, where lately the violets peep’d from the ground, spotting the gray debris,<br /> -Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes, passing the endless grass,<br /> -Passing the yellow spear’d wheat, every grain from its shroud in the dark-brown fields uprisen.<br /> -Passing the apple tree blows of white and pink in the orchards,<br /> -Carrying a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave,<br /> -Night and day journeys a coffin.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -Coffin that passes through lanes and streets,<br /> -Through day and night with the great cloud darkening the land,<br /> -With the pomp of the inloop’d flags, with the cities draped in black,<br /> -With the show of the states themselves as of crape-veil’d women standing,<br /> -With processions long and winding and the flambeaus of the night,<br /> -With the countless torches lit, with the silent sea of faces and unbared heads....<br /> -Here, coffin that slowly passes,<br /> -I give you my sprig of lilac.<br /> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_67">[67]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices</span></p> - -<p> -From the deep secluded recesses,<br /> -From the fragrant cedars and the ghostly pines so still,<br /> -Came the carol of a bird.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Come lovely and soothing death,<br /> -Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving,<br /> -In the day, in the night, to all, to each,<br /> -Sooner or later, delicate death.<br /> -<br /> -Prais’d be the fathomless universe,<br /> -For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious,<br /> -And for love, sweet love—but praise! praise! praise!<br /> -For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -The night in silence under many a star,<br /> -The ocean shore and the husky whispering wave whose voice I know,<br /> -And the soul turning to thee, O base and well-veil’d death,<br /> -And the body gratefully nestling close to thee.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p> -Over the tree tops I float thee a song,<br /> -Over the rising and sinking waves and the myriad fields and the prairies wide,<br /> -Over the dense pack’d cities all and the teeming wharves and ways,<br /> -I float this carol with joy, with joy to thee, O death.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices</span></p> - -<p> -Loud in the pines and cedars dim,<br /> -Clear in the freshness moist and the swamp-perfume,<br /> -And I with my comrades there in the night.<br /> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_68">[68]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p> -Comrades mine and I in the midst, and their memory ever to keep, for the dead I loved so well,<br /> -For the sweetest, wisest soul of all my days and lands—and this for his dear sake,<br /> -Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul,<br /> -There in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir and All the People</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Very softly.</i>)</p> - -<p>That government of the people, by the people, for the -people shall not perish from the earth.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The light goes again. The crowd goes off. The -bier is carried away under cover of the darkness -and to the far sound of the negroes who sing the -same song which first we heard from them.</i>]</p> -</div> - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_69">[69]</span> - -<h2 class="nobreak"><i>Part Four</i></h2> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" alt="" /></div> - -<p class="ph2">“<i>Our Own Day</i>”</p> - - - - -<p class="center">[<i>The Chronicler rises in light.</i>]</p> - - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>Death that takes Lincoln spares him the disillusion and -the time of waste that comes after him. The face of -Freedom is covered and she turns her gaze away from -the land.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Fortissimo</i>)</p> - -<p> -Allons! Through struggles and wars!<br /> -The goal that was named cannot be countermanded.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>We found our own, O my Soul, in the calm and cool of -the daybreak.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The beginnings of light upon the scene show -Freedom weeping upon her balustrade, alone on -the stair between the two halves of the Choir.</i></p> - -<p><i>In the distance the Chorus begins to sing that -great chantey of American labor, “I’ve been working -on the Railroad.”</i></p> - -<p><i>At the back of the stage, just below the beginning -of the stair, is a pathway of light into which, -from either side of the scene, come single lines of -men who bear upon their shoulders rails and ties. -Across the stage they build the transcontinental -railroad, forming sculptural and beautiful groups -as they bend over the joints of the rails and swing -their sledges. When the task is completed, the -headlights of engines shine along the lines.</i></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_70">[70]</span></p> - -<p><i>Whereupon two wedges of laborers emerge from -the sides of the scene, lower down on the incline -of the stage and stand in pools of flame. That on -the right is the group of steel workers. That on -the left is the group of coal miners.</i></p> - -<p><i>Whereupon, still lower down stage, two other -wedges emerge, similarly dressed and lighted. -They are the groups of farmers and of builders. -Whereupon the forestage is filled with women and -children of a most sorrowful and wretched aspect -and with little old men, poorly dressed and meek -of manner.</i></p> - -<p><i>All of this movement has been executed to the -great march of labor which is built upon the -theme of “I’ve been working on the Railroad.” -The band has taken it up from the Chorus and -woven it into a minor dirge and into bizarre dissonances -and elaborated it with syncopations and -new themes played upon strange instruments and -sung by the voices of the Chorus so that the whole -thing is at once triumphal and macabre. It rises to -magnificent climaxes and subsides again so that the -speakers, the crowds, the Choir and the Spokesmen -may be clearly audible.</i></p> - -<p><i>At the same time the Spokesmen and the Choir -speak antiphonally against the action and complete -the prophecy of Walt Whitman.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Eight Voices</span></p> - -<p>The shapes arise!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Shapes of factories, arsenals, foundries, markets!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Shapes of the two threaded tracks of railroads!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Shapes of the sleepers of bridges, vast frameworks, girders, -arches!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_71">[71]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake and canal craft, -river craft!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>Shipyards and drydocks along the eastern and western -seas and in many a bay and by-place!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>The ships themselves on their ways, the tiers of scaffolds, -the workmen.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>The shape of the family home, the home of the friendly -parents and children.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Full Choir</span></p> - -<p>The shapes arise!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>Shapes of Democracy, total, result of centuries!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Eight Voices</span></p> - -<p>Shapes ever projecting other shapes!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Twelve Voices</span></p> - -<p>Shapes of turbulent manly cities!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Twenty Voices</span></p> - -<p>Shapes of friends and home givers to the whole earth!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Full Choir</span></p> - -<p>Shapes bracing the earth and braced with the whole -earth!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices</span></p> - -<p> -In the labor of engines and trades and the labor of fields I find the developments<br /> -And find the eternal meanings....<br /> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_72">[72]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Railroad Builders</span></p> - -<p> -O Freedom, in your name,<br /> -We have built a railroad across a continent<br /> -And linked the east and the west with strips of steel;<br /> -We have worked, Freedom, for the empire which is yours,<br /> -For that which is not yours is nothing.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Freedom lifts her head and listens.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Steel Workers</span></p> - -<p> -Steel! Steel! Steel!<br /> -Flame and smoke and blood!<br /> -We have pounded with our fists, Freedom,<br /> -And forged with our hearts,<br /> -And our bodies have fed the furnaces,<br /> -That your empire, Freedom, might endure in steel<br /> -Over the land and upon the seas.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Freedom listens still but gives no sign.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Coal Miners</span></p> - -<p> -Though we died in the depths of the earth, we have given coal, Freedom, in your name.<br /> -Though we had many masters, we owned no rule but yours,<br /> -For that is vain which is not done for Freedom.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Farmers</span></p> - -<p> -In your name, Freedom,<br /> -We have cleared forests and made deserts bloom<br /> -And covered the states with corn and wheat and herds,<br /> -And suffered droughts and storms, Freedom,<br /> -That yours might be a great empire.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Builders</span></p> - -<p> -Freedom, we have built the fences of your farmers and the roofs of your cities,<br /> -We have made machines of your empire, Freedom, and we have built our lives into its structure,<br /> -For you, Freedom, only for you.<br /> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_73">[73]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Women and Children</span></p> - -<p> -We have given, Freedom, in your hands, our youth and our health and our beauty<br /> -In the fields, and the factories of your empire, Freedom, we have given all that we had to give,<br /> -Holding always to our faith in you.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Meek Men</span></p> - -<p> -Durably, without complaint, day after day,<br /> -We have filled the little tasks of your empire, Freedom,<br /> -Performed little duties and earned little wages,<br /> -Without complaining, without understanding,<br /> -Save that we worked in your name.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Whole Crowd</span></p> - -<p>Reward us, Freedom!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Choir</span></p> - -<p> -Workmen and Workwomen!<br /> -I do not affirm that what you see beyond is futile ...<br /> -I do not say leading you, thought great are not great ...<br /> -But I say that none lead to greater than these lead to.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Whole Crowd</span></p> - -<p>Reward us, Freedom!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>With one accord the whole crowd turns and lifts -its hands to Freedom. A sudden hush comes and -the light on the crowd begins to pale.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>We found our own, O my Soul, in the calm and cool of -the daybreak.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>The word is Roosevelt’s.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The crowd turns towards the audience and -listens as the Spokesmen speak words of Roosevelt’s.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_74">[74]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>No nation great as ours can escape the penalty of greatness. -Ours is a government of liberty by, through and -under the law.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>No man is above it and no man is below it.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Eight Voices</span></p> - -<p> -We found our own, O my Soul, in the calm and cool of the daybreak.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>The word is Wilson’s.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The First Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>There has been something crude and heartless and unfeeling -in our haste to succeed and be great.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman</span></p> - -<p>The great government we loved has too often been -made use of for private and selfish purposes and those -who used it had forgotten the people.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Through all this the music has progressed sometimes -tempestuously, sometimes lyrically. Now -it becomes swiftly and terribly sinister and, behind -Freedom, where she sits immobile upon -her throne, flashes of light, bloody and flaming, -run along the balustrade of the uppermost level -and the eyes of the people are turned fearfully -upwards. Freedom does not move.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>The world is filled with dread and a great war wages but -still Freedom holds aloof from her people, for this war -is not waged in her name until the prophet, speaking, -gives it meaning.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_75">[75]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Full Choir</span></p> - -<p> -Allons, through struggles and wars!<br /> -The goal that was named cannot be countermanded.<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>Again, the word is Wilson’s.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Freedom rises.</i></p> - -<p><i>The lurid terrace shifts and swarms with figures -seen through smoke. Now a new army of olive -drab bursts up over the crest and the next lines -are shouted by the Choir over a wild pantomime -of battle.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">First Spokesman and Eight Voices</span></p> - -<p>We are glad now to fight thus for the ultimate peace of -the world and for the liberation of its peoples.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Spokesman and Sixteen Voices</span></p> - -<p>The world must be made safe for democracy.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom and Four Voices</span></p> - -<p>To such a task we can dedicate our lives and our fortunes, -everything that we are and everything that we -have, with the pride of those who know that the day is -come when America is privileged to spend her blood -and her might for the principles that gave her birth and -happiness and the peace which she has treasured.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Whole Choir</span></p> - -<p>God helping her, she can do no other!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>A great frenzy of enthusiasm takes the crowd -and the music lifts itself into a supreme climax. -But Freedom’s two arms go up for silence and -the four Voices are heard again, the words of Carl -Sandburg.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_76">[76]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Eight Voices</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Intoning upon a high wild note.</i>)</p> - -<p> -Smash down the cities,<br /> -Knock the walls to pieces.<br /> -Break the factories and cathedrals, warehouses and homes<br /> -Into loose piles of stone and lumber and black burnt wood:<br /> -You are the soldiers and we command you.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The light dies upon the uppermost terrace and -increases upon the crowd.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Other Voices</span></p> - -<p> -Build up the cities.<br /> -Set up the walls again.<br /> -Put together once more the factories and cathedrals, warehouses and homes<br /> -Into buildings for life and labor;<br /> -You are the workmen and citizens all: We command you.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Again Freedom’s face falls. She comes disconsolately -down the stair.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The People</span></p> - -<p>Ah!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Four Other Voices</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Again from Sandburg.</i>)</p> - -<p> -Make us one new dream, us who forgot,<br /> -Out of the storm let us have one star.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>She stops and looks mournfully down upon them, -all the people, and shakes her head.</i></p> - -<p><i>Whereupon, the music going mad again, the -people begin all to move and shift about in little, -futile designs and, at the same time, on Freedom’s -left, a cone of men shoot acrobatically up. -There are not more than a dozen figures in it. -They wear hot purples and outrageous masks -and speak in unison.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_77">[77]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Cone</span></p> - -<p> -You people,<br /> -What are you to Freedom?<br /> -What is Freedom to you?<br /> -You have no rights, but only duties.<br /> -Produce!<br /> -Faster and faster.<br /> -Harder and harder.<br /> -It doesn’t matter<br /> -How tired you are.<br /> -Produce, do you hear?<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Whereupon a second cone shoots up on Freedom’s -right. It is exactly like the first except -that the men in it are dressed in dirty red and -orange.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Second Cone</span></p> - -<p> -You people!<br /> -Stand up for your rights!<br /> -To hell with your duties!<br /> -Do you want Freedom?<br /> -Well, then, organize!<br /> -Wealth is labor!<br /> -Property is labor!<br /> -Capital is labor!<br /> -Organize!<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Whereupon a third cone shoots up at Freedom’s -very feet, a cone all of black with senatorial -hats topping the masked faces.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Third Cone</span></p> - -<p> -You people!<br /> -Forget about freedom!<br /> -Government’s government.<br /> -Republican. Democrat.<br /> -Right or wrong,<br /> -My country still!<br /> -The Constitution,<br /> -Wonderful instrument!<span class="pagenum" id="Page_78">[78]</span><br /> -Land of the Free<br /> -And the home of the Brave!<br /> -Politics. Politics.<br /> -Don’t forget Washington,<br /> -Lincoln or Hamilton.<br /> -What did they tell you?<br /> -Worship the government.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The three cones disappear as magically as they -appeared and, in their place about Freedom’s -feet, is a fan of scarlet figures.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Fan</span></p> - -<p> -You masses! You masses! You masses!<br /> -Do you know your power?<br /> -Do you know your meaning?<br /> -Do you know what you can do?<br /> -We’re Freedom.<br /> -We’re Russia!<br /> -We’re God!<br /> -Awake masses!<br /> -You are the state!<br /> -You are the world!<br /> -You are the universe!<br /> -Take what is yours.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>All this while the people, to swifter and swifter -music, always more and more macabre and dissonant, -have moved ever and ever more swiftly. -Now the music comes back to a horrible parody -of “I’ve been working on the Railroad” and the -movement takes shape in designs and formal -groups, large and small. And the men who made -up three cones and the fan surge over the stair -and drag Freedom down so that she is lost in the -whirling mob. And the light, broken and colorful, -dies to gloom and the movement is a movement of -patterns and the music drowns all, singing and<span class="pagenum" id="Page_79">[79]</span> -instrumental. Then, just at the front of the stage, -just above the throne of the Chronicler, a single -ray of white light breaks upon Freedom again -and, along the upper level, the light once more -lifts, and as Freedom begins to speak, it seems -to be daybreak.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>Lost! Lost! Lost!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The desperate cry pierces all the tumult and -brings complete silence upon the scene.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p> -O People, my People, my People,<br /> -Where are your wits and your hearts and your souls?<br /> -What have you done with the destiny I left you?<br /> -Fools! Fools! Fools!<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>A stricken sigh goes up from the people and -those about Freedom fall upon their knees.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p> -Man does not seek the dream that is not his,<br /> -Nor dream the search to which he was not destined,<br /> -Nor hope for that which he does not believe.<br /> -Who would be free is free;<br /> -Who would be otherwise is otherwise.<br /> -Ever man is himself man’s enemy;<br /> -Ever man’s fear to be himself shall be<br /> -Between man and man’s liberty.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>A murmur goes up from the people. She looks -sorrowfully and majestically over them.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p> -Soldiers of Freedom!<br /> -Comrades of Freedom!<br /> -Brothers of Freedom!<br /> -Children of Freedom!<br /> -Not slaves, but men!<br /> -Not sheep, but men!<br /> -Not masses, but men!<br /> - -I cannot set you free who were born free.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_80">[80]</span><br /> -Nor strike your shackles off who were born slaves.<br /> -Be to yourselves yourselves, the rest is glory.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>A louder murmur and many of the crowd lift -their hands to her.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p> -Workmen and workwomen!<br /> -Children and aged!<br /> -You were born of the past!<br /> -You are pledged to the future.<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>She goes a little up among the kneeling crowd.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p> -Soldiers of Freedom,<br /> -Comrades of Freedom,<br /> -Brothers of Freedom,<br /> -You! You! And You!<br /> -I lead again! I live again! I love!<br /> -Who dares to follow now!<br /> -Who comes beside me, bravely and alone,<br /> -Not one of masses, but as man alone?<br /> -What, none?<br /> -Are you all masses, then?<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Some of them come eagerly up to her.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p> -You, have you faith?<br /> -You, are you honest?<br /> -You, is your spirit strong?<br /> -You, can you face the sun?<br /> -Why then, come on!<br /> -Come on! On! On!<br /> -I lead—Come on! Come on!<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>She plunges up the slope toward the light, her -own refulgence illuminating those who come immediately -after her. The music reaches its wildest -and highest point as the crowds falling in widely -behind her, begins to ascend the slope. Freedom<span class="pagenum" id="Page_81">[81]</span> -is seen to pause and wave the crowd on and a -great cone of humanity moves up the stair. Then -the music stops upon a tremendous major resolution -and Freedom is standing at the top of the -stair at last and all the people, their arms -reached upwards to her, are spread out below and -the light is blinding. The music gives way to a -rolling of drums and from the hills come crazy -voices invoked by the wild cries and the wilder -arms of Freedom most transfigured, most blazing -of all.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>Soldiers of Freedom out of the past of the race, huzza!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">A Voice</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Screaming wildly.</i>)</p> - -<p>Don’t shoot till you see the whites of their eyes!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>Again!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Another Voice</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Wilder and from a different position.</i>)</p> - -<p>If they mean to have a war let it begin here!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>Again!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Another Voice</span></p> - -<p>Trust in God and keep your powder dry!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Another Voice</span></p> - -<p>We have not yet begun to fight!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Now rockets are bursting in the air, gorgeous -beautiful rockets.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p>Brothers of Freedom, out of the past of the race, your -songs!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_82">[82]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Several Voices</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Singing wildly.</i>)</p> - -<p> -Yankee Doodle came to town,<br /> -Riding on a pony,<br /> -Stuck a feather in his hat<br /> -And called it macaroni!<br /> -Yankee Doodle....<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Other Voices</span></p> - -<p>I’ll fight it out on this line if it takes all summer! Give -me liberty or give me death! Liberty and Union, now -and forever, one and inseparable! Millions for defense -but not one cent for tribute! A war to end war! Don’t -give up the ship! Lafayette, here we are! Too proud to -fight! In the name of the great Jehovah and the Continental -Congress!</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Other Voices</span></p> - -<p> -John Brown’s body lies a moulding in the grave,<br /> -John Brown’s body lies a moulding in the grave,<br /> -John Brown’s body lies a moulding in the grave,<br /> -But his soul goes marching on!<br /> -Glory, glory, hallelujah!<br /> -Glory, glory....<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Other Voices</span></p> - -<p> -Way down south in the land of cotton,<br /> -Cinnamon seed and sandy bottom,<br /> -Look away, look away, look away, look away!<br /> -That’s the land where I was born in....<br /> -</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Other Voices</span></p> - -<p>Over there! Over there! Over there! Over there! Over -there! The Yanks are coming....</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>By this the light has gone from the people and -shines only upon Freedom who turns and holds -her hands out over all the multitude. A terrific -flight of rockets bursts with a terrific explosion. -Then there is absolute silence.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_83">[83]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Freedom</span></p> - -<p class="center">(<i>Coming through the crowds, back down the stair.</i>)</p> - -<p> -Children of Freedom,<br /> -Out of the mind of God,<br /> -Hear ye the truth—<br /> -Woe unto you, Scribes and Pharisees!...<br /> -Can ye grow grapes from thorns or figs from thistles?<br /> -What man, by taking thought, can add a cubit to his stature?<br /> -Woe unto you, Scribes and Pharisees!<br /> -To him that hath shall be given. From him that hath not shall be taken away even that which he hath....<br /> -Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth....<br /> -Seek and ye shall find....<br /> -</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>With each line of the words of Jesus she has -come a little further down the stair. At the last, -she stands above the Chronicler’s throne and, on -either side of her, two youths kneel, who have -followed her down from the Choir. When she has -come to the bottom of the slope and when the -darkness has taken all else but her figure, she -turns her back upon the audience and her hands -go out as though she evoked one further image -out of the past. We see it, as light scatters the -darkness above her—the Common of Lexington -in the cold dawn of the Glorious Morning -and the line of Minute Men drawn up across it. -The Chronicler rises.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Chronicler</span></p> - -<p>One hundred and fifty years ago there was fought upon -this place a battle. Out of that battle came a nation and -a nation’s race and a race’s vision of freedom.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>Then the four boys from the Choir speak together -as the light goes.</i>]</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_84">[84]</span></p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Four Boys</span></p> - -<p>The world will little note nor long remember what we -say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It -is for us, the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the -unfinished work which they who fought here have thus -far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated -to the great task remaining before us—that from -these honored dead we take increased devotion; that -we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have -died in vain; that this nation, under God, shall have a -new birth of Freedom; and that government of the -people, by the people, for the people shall not perish -from the earth.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>[<i>The darkness is now complete. The Chronicler -has closed his book. In the hills, a bugle blows -taps. The play is finished.</i>]</p> -</div> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="drop-cap"><i>THE citizens of Lexington, the Birthplace -of American Liberty, realizing -they are custodians of America’s -greatest shrine, extend a welcome to</i> <span class="allsmcap">EVERYONE</span>, -<i>not only on the 19th of April and -Pageant Week, June 15th to 20th, 1925</i>, -<span class="allsmcap">BUT EVERY DAY OF THE YEAR</span>, <i>to visit our -battlefield, the historic buildings, and at all -times to feel at home. This historic spot belongs -to the Nation, and we want all Americans -to feel they are part owners so that -on leaving the town they may have a better -realization of the struggles made by our -forefathers and become better and more -patriotic citizens.</i></p> -</div> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak"><i>Publications for Sale by the<br /> -Lexington Historical Society</i></h2> -</div> - - -<p>“The Battle of April 19, 1775, in Lexington, Concord, Lincoln, Arlington, -Cambridge, Somerville and Charlestown.” New Edition, 1922. By Frank -Warren Coburn. Illustrated. 200 pp. Price $1.75.</p> - -<p>“The Battle on Lexington Common, April 19, 1775,” a paper read before -the Lexington Historical Society, December 12, 1916, by Frank Warren -Coburn. Illustrated. Published in 1918. 60 pp. Price $2.50.</p> - -<p>“Lexington, the Birthplace of American Liberty.” A hand-book. By -Fred S. 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