Scud. [Searching him.] This old nigger, the grandfather of the boy you murdered, speaks for you---don't that go through you? You be darned! You ign'ant Injiun, it can't hurt you! Scud. Hillo, darkey, hand me a smash dar. I must keep you, Captain, to the eleven hundred. Subject to your life interest and an annuity to Zoe, is it not so? George. I have a restorative here---will you poor it in the glass? Yes, ma'am, I hold a mortgage over Terrebonne; mine's a ninth, and pretty near covers all the property, except the slaves. Pete. Ratts. If you haven't spoiled her, I fear I have. Ugh' ach! Tableaux.*. Will she gladly see you wedded to the child of her husband's slave? Ya!---as he? Paul. This blow has staggered me some. Dora. [Raises hand to back of his neck.] I won't strike him, even with words. Copyright 2023 Famous Quotes & Sayings. He's yours, Captain Ratts, Magnolia steamer. [Slowly lowering his whip,] Darn you, red skin, I'll pay you off some day, both of ye. Ain't that a cure for old age; it kinder lifts the heart up, don't it? EnterZoe,L.U.E.,very pale, and stands on table.---M'Closkyhitherto has taken no interest in the sale, now turns his chair. Zoe. She is one-eighth black, the daughter of a "quadroon" slave woman, and is very. M'Closky. It ain't no use now; you got to gib it up! [Outside,R.] Whar's Missus---whar's Mas'r George? TheNegromounts the table from behind*C.The Company sit. I don't like that man. Mrs. P.O, sir, I don't value the place for its price, but for the many happy days I've spent here; that landscape, flat and uninteresting though it may be, is full of charm for me; those poor people, born around me, growing up about my heart, have bounded my view of life; and now to lose that homely scene, lose their black, ungainly faces; O, sir, perhaps you should be as old as I am, to feel as I do, when my past life is torn away from me. I'm going to straighten this account clear out. Save me---save me! M'Closky overhears their conversation, but still vows he'll "have her if it costs [him] [his] life" (44). M'Closkyruns off,L.1. [Reads.] Let him answer for the boy, then. At New Orleans, they said, "She's pretty, very pretty, but no brains." *EnterPete, Grace, Minnie, Solon, Dido,and all*Niggers,R.U.E. Pete. Coute Wahnotee in omenee dit go Wahnotee, poina la fa, comb a pine tree, la revieut sala, la fa. Boucicault adapted the play from the novel The Quadroon by Thomas Mayne Reid (1856). Go on, Colonel. ], Paul. [R. C.] That's my son---buy him, Mas'r Ratts; he's sure to sarve you well. Dora said you were slow; if she could hear you now---. 'Tain't you he has injured, 'tis the white man, whose laws he has offended. Dora. Go outside, there; listen to what you hear, then go down to the quarters and tell the boys, for I can't do it. The world, Zoe, the free struggle of minds and hands, if before me; the education bestowed on me by my dear uncle is a noble heritage which no sheriff can seize; with that I can build up a fortune, spread a roof over the heads I love, and place before them the food I have earned; I will work---. Hold on! Excuse me ladies. Consarn those Liverpool English fellers, why couldn't they send something by the last mail? I've got hold of the tail of a rat---come out. Thank you, Mas'r Ratts: I die for you, sar; hold up for me, sar. George. [Sitting,R. C.] A pretty mess you've got this estate in---. The Judge is a little deaf. I'll murder this yer crowd, [*He chases*Childrenabout; they leap over railing at back. Is this a dream---for my brain reels with the blow? Laws, mussey! I guess he ain't left home yet, Colonel. He said so. what a bright, gay creature she is! EnterScudder, George, Ratts, Caillou, Pete, Grace, Minnie,and all theNegroes. Jacob M'Closky, 'twas you murdered that boy! Ha! Pete. If I must die, give me up to the law; but save me from the tomahawk. [DrivesChildrenaway; in escaping they tumble against and trip upSolon,who falls with tray; theChildrensteal the bananas and rolls that fall about.]. Sign that receipt, captain, and save me going up to the clerk. Sharon Gannon. M'Closky. What in thunder should I do with you and those devils on board my boat? As my wife,---the sharer of my hopes, my ambitions, and my sorrows; under the shelter of your love I could watch the storms of fortune pass unheeded by. Top Quadroon And Octoroon Quotes. If that old nigger ain't asleep, I'm blamed. Would you now? You can't control everything in life Gemma Burgess, Never had he beheld such a magnificent brown skin, so entrancing a figure, such dainty, transparent fingers. [Cry of "fire" heard---Engine bells heard---steam whistle noise.]. Come, the hour is past. [Aside to Pete.] Scud. [Going.]. M'Closky. [Sees tomahawk in Wahnotee's belt---draws it out and examines it.] M'Closky. The men leave to fetch the authorities, but McClosky escapes. Zoe!---she faints! M'Closky. It concerns the residents of a Louisiana plantation called Terrebonne, and sparked debates about the abolition of slavery and the role of theatre in politics. I'm writing about America's relationship to its own history. Where is Mr. Scudder? McClosky has proved that Judge Peyton did not succeed in legally freeing her, as he had meant to do. [L.] Yelping hound---take that. Says he'll go if I'll go with him. Extremely popular, the play was kept running continuously for years by seven road companies. Only three of his plays were to have an American setting, The Octoroon is one of these. Some of those sirens of Paris, I presume, [Pause.] Captain, you've loaded up here until the boat is sunk so deep in the mud she won't float. Scud. "But, sir, it ain't agreeable." Bless'ee, Missey Zoe, here it be. But out it flew, free for everybody or anybody to beg, borrow, or steal. To Jacob M'Closky, the Octoroon girl, Zoe, twenty-five thousand dollars. We got the horses saddled, and galloped down the shell road over the Piney Patch; then coasting the Bayou Lake, we crossed the long swamps, by Paul's Path, and so came home again. Whar's breakfass? Poor fellow, he has lost all. Sunny. Look in my eyes; is not the same color in the white? Scud. Copyright 2023 Famous Quotes & Sayings. [Music.]. [*Takes fan from*Minnie.] He is said to have "combined sentiment, wit and local colour with sensational and spectacular endings" (Nova). Zoe. Wahnotee Patira na sepau assa wigiran. you stan' dar, I see you Ta demine usti. Point. *EnterPete, Dido, Solon, Minnie,and*Grace. . Sunnyside, Pointdexter, Jackson, Peyton; here it is---the Liverpool post-mark, sure enough!---[Opens letter---reads.] [Takes out his knife. And what shall I say? Paul. Grace. Sunny. Dora. With them around us, if we have not wealth, we shall at least have the home that they alone can make---. and my master---O! Scud. [Re-entering.] He can fight though he's a painter; claws all over. Seeking 2 Actor Team for Spring Scud. No; but I loved you so, I could not bear my fate; and then I stood your heart and hers. things have got so jammed in on top of us, we ain't got time to put kid gloves on to handle them. Let me hide them till I teach my heart. Ratts. At the time the judge executed those free papers to his infant slave, a judgment stood recorded against him; while that was on record he had no right to make away with his property. [Laughing.] [Leads her forward---aside.] Wahnotee. George, you cannot marry me; the laws forbid it! How dar you say dat, you black nigger, you? 'Top; you look, you Wahnotee; you see dis rag, eh? what are you blowing about like a steamboat with one wheel for? Excuse me; one of the principal mortgagees has made the demand. Dido. O! [Putting it on the table,R. C.]. All night, as I fled through the cane-brake, I heard footsteps behind me. What, sar? | Sitemap |. Scud. good, good nurse: you will, you will. You are a white man; you'll not leave one of your own blood to be butchered by the red-skin? M'Closky. George reluctantly agrees. Sunny. Dora. That's enough. The last word, an important colloquialism, was misread by the typesetter of the play. I shall see this estate pass from me without a sigh, for it possesses no charm for me; the wealth I covet is the love of those around me---eyes that are rich in fond looks, lips that breathe endearing words; the only estate I value is the heart of one true woman, and the slaves I'd have are her thoughts. you're looking well. Zoe. whew! Look dar! burn! George. The sun is rising. Point. Good day, ma'am. Scud. [*Goes*L.] Paul reste el! George. The apparatus can't mistake. Go on, Pete, you've waked up the Christian here, and the old hoss responds. Those free papers ain't worth the sand that's on 'em. His greatest successes however, were on London's stages. Boucicaults The Octoroon famous quotes & sayings: Ivan Glasenberg: We work. ah! how sad she looks now she has no resource. M'Closky. Didn't I? She loves him! O! You blow, Mas'r Scudder, when I tole you; dere's a man from Noo Aleens just arriv' at de house, and he's stuck up two papers on de gates; "For sale---dis yer property," and a heap of oder tings---and he seen missus, and arter he shown some papers she burst out crying---I yelled; den de corious of little niggers dey set up, den de hull plantation children---de live stock reared up and created a purpiration of lamentation as did de ole heart good to har. Pointdexter*mounts the table with his hammer, his Clerk sits at his feet. What's he doing; is he asleep? I'd give half the balance of my life to wipe out my part of the work. The Octoroon was a controversial play on both sides of the slavery debate when it debuted, as both abolitionists and pro-slavery advocates believed the play took the other camp's side. Dat's right, missus! De time he gone just 'bout enough to cook dat dish plate. Enjoy reading and share 14 famous quotes about Boucicaults The Octoroon with everyone. And dar's de 'paratus---O, gosh, if I could take a likeness ob dis child! Zoe. I don't know, but I feel it's death! To-morrow they'll bloom the same---all will be here as now, and I shall be cold. George. Scud. When the play was performed in England it was given a happy ending, in which the mixed-race couple are united. Minnie, fan me, it is so nice---and his clothes are French, ain't they? [R.U.E.] I was raised on dis yar plantation---neber see no door in it---always open, sar, for stranger to walk in. It was that rascal M'Closky---but he got rats, I avow---he killed the boy, Paul, to rob this letter from the mail-bags---the letter from Liverpool you know---he sot fire to the shed---that was how the steamboat got burned up. [Rushes onM'Closky---M'Closkydraws his knife.]. Well, is he not thus afflicted now? Ratts. Scud. Lynch him! May Heaven bless him for the thought, bless him for the happiness he spread around my life. He confesses it; the Indian got drunk, quarreled with him, and killed him. O! What's here---judgments? Say what you know---not what you heard. Mrs. P.Zoe, dear, I'm glad to see you more calm this morning. that's right. Then I will go to the Red Light or the Monte Carlo and dance the floor afire. Paul! O, Mr. Scudder! M'Closky. Ugh! [The knives disappear.] Whar's Paul, Wahnotee? No---in kind---that is, in protection, forbearance, gentleness; in all them goods that show the critters the difference between the Christian and the savage. I don't know when my time on earth will be up; but I DO know that today, I am one day closer. If we can't behave like Christians, let's try and act like gentlemen. Ten miles we've had to walk, because some blamed varmin onhitched our dug-out. Scud. D'ye hear it---nearer---nearer---ah! If there's a chance of it, there's not a planter round here who wouldn't lend you the whole cash, to keep your name and blood amongst us. Gain full access to show guides, character breakdowns, auditions, monologues and more! Zoe. That's Solon's wife and children, Judge. Zoe. Well, he lived in New York by sittin' with his heels up in front of French's Hotel, and inventin'---. Those little flowers can live, but I cannot. What was this here Scudder? George. yar, you Wahnotee! Jacobs-Jenkins reframes Boucicault's play using its original characters and plot, speaking much of Boucicault's dialogue, and critiques its portrayal of race using Brechtian devices.
