Soldan High School - Scrip Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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142' efi.5 'fri' fe 'VT G- e f-'x ., .: . -.1 MARGE: I certainly do mind! ' MR. JACKSON: There is a policeman outside. MARGE: QLeaving.l A Policeman? VVhat do you mean? fExit Marge and Mr. jackson., fEntet Grandma with black suitcasej GRANDMA: That girl! I've hunted all over the station for her. When I find her, I am going to keep an eye on her. fEnter Policemanj POLICE MAN: Excuse me, lady, but I'll have to inspect that suitcase. GRANDMA: Oh, no you don't. This is my granddaughter's. It's none of your business what's in itg and besides, we are not bootleggers. POLICE MAN: But madaml- GRAND MA: I can't help it. You'1l have to wait until Margery comes back. CEnter Margery and Mr. jackson., MARGE: Why, Grandma! Where did you get that suitcase? Here's mine. - GRANDMA: No, this is yours. CThe policeman opens the suitcase near grandma and pulls out a stocking. Grandma jerks it out of his hand and violently shuts the case., GRANDMA: See! See! I told you so! QTo policemanj And you are about the most impertinent man I ever saw and besides- MARGE: Oh, Grandma! Sign off and let somebody else broad- cast. CTO Mr. jackson., I'm sorry. It was all my fault. QExit policemanj MR. JACKSON: That's all right. Mistakes will happen. CA train dispatcher is heard calling All aboard. J MR. JACKSON: That's my train. Good-day. fHe picks up a suitcase and rushes off., GRANDMA: Margery, give me my handkerchief that I put in your suitcase. - QMarge opens the suitcase and pulls out a shi:-tj MARGE: Can you beat that! He's got the wrong one again. CEn ter Mt. Jackson excitedly with an open suitcase in one hand and a stocking in the otherj GRANDMA: CGrabbing suitcase., Give me that suitcase. I'l1 take care of it. CA shrill whistle is heardj , MR. JACKSON: Oh! My train -it's gone. MARGE: Is that the six-thirty to Chicago? Oh! that's mine too. It's all your fault. MR. J AC KSON: And the next one doesn't leave for six hours. MARGE: I see ourselves parked here for six hours. fExit Mr. jackson., fGrandma and Marge rush angrily to a bench and place the suitcase between themj GRANDMA: It's all your fault. You shouldn't have left in the first place, and besides- QShe looks over and sees Marge's fingers stuck in her eats., ccuttaing ' Harvey Yaeger, 7. 14

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.. -.A - Y -.v A ,,: .a., 'Y 74- Y, ,,, . f: - '-s'f- V X5 -P Yarn: 1- ,, -'1 21- , 7 , Q7 A Modern Comedy of Errors CHARACTERS MARGERY-An expert in Slang. G RAN D MA-Still Old-fashioned. MR. JAC KSON-A Young Man. A POLICEMAN. PLACE A railroad station waiting-room. TIME: Present CGrandma and Marge enter the waiting-room. Marge is carry- ing a black suitcase., MARGE: Why did you haul me here so early, Grandma? GRANDMA QA little hard of hearing-slang., Haul what? MARGE: Oh, why did you bring me here so early? GRANDMA It is better to be early than too late. MARGE: Oh, can the proverbs. GRANDMA Can what? MARGE: Oh, nothing. Watch my suitcase while I waltz over and secure a magazine. GRANDMA: Waltz where? fExit Marge., GRANDMA: QA few moments later., I wonder where Margery is? I must go and find her. I guess I had better take her suitcase with me. fExit Grandma with suitcase., fEnter Mr. jackson with a similar black suitcase., MR. JACKSON: I'l1 be glad when I get out of this place. It's full of crooks. They got my umbrella last week. Now what's next? They haven't half enough policemen here. If there were as many policemen as crooks, the whole town would be on the police force. I'll go over and get a cigar, but I had better keep an eye on this suitcase. CHe walks over to the cigar stand. Marge enters and spies the suitcase., MARGE: Well, I'1l be hanged. .Grandma fioated out o' here and left my suitcase. I guess she is out hunting for me. I suppose I'1l have to go and find Grandma now. fExit Marge., CShe takes the black suitcase and leaves. Mr. jackson returns., MR. JACKSON: Yes, it was standing right here. It cou1dn't have evap- I orated. Hardly. You go on the north side of the station and I'll go on the other, and we'll watch for it. Somebody may Q have made a mistake. MR. JACKSON! All right. QBoth exi t on opposite sides. En ter Marge with a black suitcase., MAR GE: I can't find her. I think she has melted off the map. QEnter Mr. jackson., MR. JACKSON : Pardon me, miss, but may I ask what you have in that suitcase? - CAside., Well, of all the nerve! fThen aloud., What business is it of yours? MR. JACKSON: I just left one here a minute ago. Would you mind if I opened it? It looks exactly like mine. POLICEMANZ MARGEZ - 13

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re - ik- ei,-me -is ref: ef' - f a va The Birthday Party CH ARA C TERS The MOTHER MAUD 1- e JESSICA, her daughters BOBBIE-A son, aged nine Scene: Large kitchen of a cottage in a southern Illinois town. Evening of a cloudy March day. The sun's setting has been obscured by a drifting of black clouds in the west. Inside the cottage the table has been set as for a festive occasion and the mother, her small son, and two daughters are settled into expectant attitudes. Tabby dozes on the hearth. J ESSI CA: Won't father be surprised? He forgot all about today's being his birthday: but just wait till he gets home and sees all the e good things waiting for him. Did you End his slippers, Maud? MOTHER: I found them, Jessie. They were under the easy chair. J ESSI CA: I can hardly wait till father comes home. I hope he isnit late. Maud, what's the matter? MAUD: Oh, it's nothing, Jess. Last night I dreamed that a great black bird had shut out the sun-but I won't spoil the evening with my dismal dreams. I've been foolish to let myself think about it. MOTHER: Do you know, I've felt a little uneasiness myself, dear. I suppose it's just the weather. BOBBIE: Mother, I'm hungry. MOTHER: Be patient, dear. Father will be home very soon, now. CShe picks up the Bible and turns the pages slowly, reading bits ot' it to herself :J ' 'The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away- MAUD: CMoving nervously in her chair., O, don't, mother. fMeanwhile, Bobbie has gone to the windowj BOBBIE: What makes the sky so black over there, mother? MOTHER: fWithout looking up.D Where, dear? BOBBIE: Over that way. CHe points to the Westj MOTHER: Oh, I suppose-Why, Maud, how nervous you are tonight. Is something troubling you'? MAUD: No. Oh,-no, it's nothing. What do you suppose is keeping father? JESSICA: Maybe the books didn't balance and he stayed to find the error. MOTHER: I think that's the reason. fShe rises and walks over to the table. She straightens an imag- inary wrinkle out of the cloth: then goes back to her seat., BOBBIE: Mother, can't I have a piece of bread and butter till daddy gets home? MOTHER: Yes, dear. Jessie, won't you give him a piece? Just listen to that wind. There must be a storm coming. MAUD: Brrrl It makes one shiver just to hear it. I hope father gets home before the storm breaks. 15