The Washington times., 1920-06-27
Persons in he Play.
Aunty
Martha
A Neighbor
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written permission.


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CCENE A Kitchen.
An III old Hes q sofa stoue; by
- table h medicines and oil lamp In the
stands ane Old used for china aud hand
mahogany tuH Of the The old
Domdns niece, Martha sits by the stOpe She s tmd girl
ph pretty hair mercessIy dragged back from her pale face
Whh illuminated by sad gentle She Is shaboy dressed
shers hahoked sobs Gianng at the n,ea9re
the she cautiously to feteR log Of oood
A UNITY neartuly)-sop, stop (Contro'n9 herself Don't
~ be wastin' the wood. 20 '..
(Natha the and slins back to her seat
MARTHA (apo,ogeticay)--Its cold, Aunty
AUNTY (grmy)It makes think of what's comm to me
hereafter (NerpouslU) Not that I'm afraid
tMarka sits dozen despondent'y. murmurtn9 softly
10 hersel.)
AUNTY fshuply)-Dont be mumPn prayers to
got through this world without askin help from folk
1 don't want others beggin' pardon in the next
afraid face the Lord myself
MARTHA f~eepng-But Aunty that's agin all religion Let
minister He'll explain everything to
AUNTY (determnedv-No, Martha The last backcoated
snve here when the man died He couldn't change
notions
MARTHA-Aunty let m help you up to bed.
AUNTYYou first Of folks to die in bed they'll
yit Of me. . '.
fMurthq is wih her hands tn her lup,'
looking pdcqny into the store Once tcice she starts
murnuring but checks herself edrtulu Aunty
lies rigid suffering acute mental torture Seueral times
she raises hands in prayer but the unaccustomed
woyds to her lips clock strikes eight and
Murtha rises and pours medicine into teaspoon
MARTHA holdng the glass to Aunsys ips)-Eeres your
AUNTY (snatchng spoon thro,on9 the
That stuff might make me die in my sleep.
(Marthd silently picks the spoonJ
AUNTY-You might like that kind OF end l. suppose
but got veins I'm goin to fight it out
to the last: .... - -.
(Mqrtha stunds for q moment, the spoon her
hands. she thinking and plucking couruge to say
something unusually bold.)
MAriIA-Aunty it's pride bravery, that's maxim fight
Christ the brayes man in the world.
lie begged for Gods and yielded to His will.
Iefed Him else all yer life But. Auny
feen like that (Coming closer and putting
gentIy) Aunty, half with pain; take
ply sleep little, when feel throw
yersef the Of the Lord 1t won't be too late to
repent
fiunty at her in astonshment The truth Of
statement sinks deeply into her sinldden
scenc" she stH and obstinate to admit
o Mnrtha, Whom she has aoays despised for her
mePkHeSS)
tones)-Tve to settle with the
in my way, Martha. More ,oeaky) ! will take
physic, the pains gnawin' at my shoulder agn
Though it's awful to think good bein poured into
dyin person at the end Of teaspoon.
fMdrtha giues Auny the medicine and Daches her
settle into peaceful dose. Then she kneels in silent
prayer shiuering tin the cold forces her to be dcue
She the wndows and draws the against
outside then gIancing apprehensipey Aunty
she steals out Of the She returns In feD moments
Wcdring shabby old coat and carrying black fur
tppet she sits doun and starts mending the lining As
the fur brushes agdtnst her cheek and she
bHvteS her face it,
MARTHA-How soft! (Draos tippet shouder)
had fur before. How nice 1t feels
(Fastens tippet and stands Aunty oakens and
catches her in amasement She is about speak, ont
changing her mind closes her Martha suddenly
remembers to look drOund.)
MARTTIA-M must be real handsome. fCauous1y picks
lamp to the peering at herself admir-
ingly) How stylish look!