Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1864-02-06
The Last Scene
OF THE
GREAT PLAY OF
LADY ISABEL OF EAST LYNNE.
THE LAST SCENE.

THE LAST SCENE.
Mime FINES chamber-plainly but tastefally far
nished- curta,ned bed at bGck-tounge r. a.
William discorered on 6el-Mme Zine LADY
Isabel an attendance.
Isabel blending over bed)-He sleeps-ny
child, my sweet dying babe! Oh, God! that I
could know again sleep so soft and peaceful.
II could but hear him call me /" nj other,''-
or even one glance OF recognition; oh! with
what happiness would then lay down this
weary burden of my life. He wakes!
Willie Starting upl.-Oh, Madame Vine! l
have had such pretty dream. l thought I
was in a beautiful city. with gates of pearl
and shining precious stones; and streets Of
such very bright gold, And there were love-
ly trees and flowers, and harp music; and
sweet songs by angels with shining wings.
Isobel-It is glimpse of Heaven that you
have had, darling. Oh, that we were all there
now!
Willie Madame Vine, please lay me on the
couch this bed is so hard and hot. (She bears
him to the couch.> And please open the win
dow, 1 want to see the sunshine again.
Isabel-There my child.
WilEe.-Madame Vine, do you think mamma
will be in heaven. Mamma whom that wick
ed man stole from us,
Isabel.-Yes-yes. / hope so, child. l hope
so!
WtHts.-I hope so, too, but you know she
was not quite good to papa and to US; and
sometimes / think, suppose she did not grow
good, and ask God to forgive her!
Isabel aside .-Oh-oh-oh My heart is full
to breaking. Oh, God! My own child is now
my Judge.
Iahe.-Do you think she ever prayed?
Isdbel-Oh. William, her whole life after
q uqs 0f
pentance. Her sorrow was greater than she
could bear, and her heart broke yearning-
yearning my child, after you and your father.
{Weeping)
WHte.-Why do you weep. DO you know
her,
Isdbel.-1es-yes. l knew her abroad.
Willie (eagerly).-Oh, why did you never
tell us that! What was she like What did
she say!
IsGJel.-She said she was parted from her
children here but that she would meet them
in Heaven, and be with them here-forever
Hilie-Oh, 1 hope so! do want to see my
mamma so much. But will she know US!
ISdbcl.-Oh, yes-oh, yes.
UaUie.-I am i'll again! On hold me- up
Madame Vine! am dying!
Lsnteh-Dying-no-no, not yet. Willie.
Help! Help! ERunniEg to tie ball.rope r
phiiS II NloieiitIS cSIjf lie HtS IN K. /. FL
Carlyle What has Happened " adaue Vine
ISGJeI.-Oh he is worse, He is sinking! On!
Archi-(recoverinE hers i: with much effOrt-
Summon DIR. Martin, quiex-quck sir!
Carlyte.-My son are you gong to leave me
" dtie Yes, papa, but / am going to see
mamma in Heaven. She wanted US papa; and
her heart broke, and she died. She told Mad
anne Vine so.
IsdbI-Pardon me, sir-I-I-. The child
seemed worried about its mother-and 1 only
spoke as thought.
Carlyle.-I will instantly send for DIR. Mar.
tin. Madame Vine, You must be fatiguad with
watching. I'll send Corneiia and Barbara Hare
TO relieve you.
Isabel-Not herl Oh mo, sir; keep her from
this sacred bedside!
Carlyle Surprised. of whom do you speak!
Isabel-Oh, sir this little one has $3.50
won my heart that-that am jealous OF any
one else watching by his bedside. Much en-
barrassed.)
WHIie.-I only want Madame Vine papa 1
love her.
Cdrlyle.-Well-well. I'll soon be back.
{Aside.) There is a thrilling familiarity in her
tones. [Going.l
WHhe.-Oh papa, papa, say good-bye to me!
Carlyle (fondly kissing him)-Bye-bye, Will
lie! oh! may all the good angels of Heaven
watch over your couch, my little one. Exit
Wdlie.-Oh Madame Vlne-I feel so strange;
so light. / could fly almost.
Isobel-'Tis death It's light is in his eyes!
Oh, Willie-Willie. my darling, in this dying
hour look upon me and try to fancy me your
mother. Do not leave me SO! Oh! away with
all disguise! See William. Look on me, child
am your wretched mother. roasting off her
disguise.
Dies.J
IsaJel-He is dead, Oh, God. he is dead
[Shrieks.l
Enter Carlyle r. l-Cdriys.-Isabel.
IsdLel.-He is dead-he is dead And l, too,
am going. Thank God, 1 am going at last
Oh! Archibald creeping on her knees with
uplitted hands to where he stands with his
face hidden in his hands )-forgiye me! deeply
have sinncd, but bitterly have l suffered l
am dying, Archibald; tut with my latest breath
L swear TO yon ! have never ceased to love
you above all earth. l was mad when L
shned! Oh! husband, am on the verge of
eternity ere go will you not forgive me, On
!hIs holy altar-the corpse of our child lay
all my sins. Archibald-bless me, forgive me.
Oh! my heart is breaking for it.
Carlyle (impulsively snatching her to his en-
brace1.-God forgive and bless you. Isabel, as
do now!
Isabel kissing the child).-I am coming to
you, darling. Yes, shall see you soon. You
will lay me with him, will you not, I can
otcontaminate him now. Turning to Car
lyle and extending both hands to him with
look of intense a1ection.) God bless you,
Archibald. Farewell [Dies in the act of
kissing her son
Car7yle-Until Eternity Bending over boiy
and supporting its head Joyce kneels by bed
side OF the child
MUsIC-"ThsR you'll remember a,e'
PICTURE-CURTAIN.
PRODUCED THIS EVENING at FORD'S