Ratts. That's a challenge to begin a description of my feminine adventures. George Peyton returns to the United States from a trip to France to find that the plantation he has inherited is in dire financial straits as a result of his late uncle's beneficence. Try him, then---try him on the spot of his crime. Look dar! Dora, you are right. George. what are you doing there, you young varmint! Salem's looking a kinder hollowed out. Zoe. [Indignantly.] Zoe. Ratts. dem darkies! Sunnyside, how good you are; so like my poor Peyton. What, Picayune Paul, as we called, him, that used to come aboard my boat?---poor little darkey, I Hope not; many a picayune he picked up for his dance and nigger-songs, and he supplied our table with fish and game from the Bayous. Scud. He has a strange way of showing it. I say, then, air you honest men? The Octoroons have no apparent trace of the Negro in their appearance but still are subject to the legal disabilities which attach them to the condition of blacks. Scud. [Retires.]. [SeesPete,*who has set his pail down*L. C.up stage, and goes to sleep on it.] ], M'Closky. [Pours out.] A large table is in theC.,at back. If she ain't worth her weight in sunshine you may take one of my fingers off, and choose which you like. Grace (a Yellow Girl, a Slave) Miss Gimber Dido (the Cook, a Slave) Mrs. Dunn. Zoe. Now don't stir. [R.] Well, what's the use of argument whar guilt sticks out so plain; the boy and Injiun were alone when last seen. Pete. Thank ye; thank ye. M'Closky. New York, NY, Linda Ray The Octoroon Act II Summary & Analysis. That one black drop of blood burns in her veins and lights up her heart like a foggy sun. Look here, the boy knows and likes me, Judge; let him come my way? [Scudder*takes out watch.*]. George. O, my---my heart! Yes, we do, ma'am; it's in a darned bad condition. Pete. Scud. Scud. Dido. Come here quite; now quite. Quotations by Branden Jacobs-Jenkins, American Playwright, Born December 29, 1984. By fair means I don't think you can get her, and don't you try foul with her, 'cause if you do, Jacob, civilization be darned. Dido. M'Closky,Why not? [George*tries to regain his gun;Wahnoteerefuses to give it up;Paul,quietly takes it from him and remonstrates with him.*]. And all for the sake of that old woman and that young puppy---eh? No, dear. You love George; you love him dearly; I know it: and you deserve to be loved by him. M'Closky. dem tings---dem?---getaway [*makes blow at the*Children.] you seen dem big tears in his eyes. *EnterPete, Pointdexter, Jackson, Lafouche,and*Caillou,R.U.E. Pete. *EnterPete, Dido, Solon, Minnie,and*Grace. My home, my home! I suppose I shall go before long, and I wished to visit all the places, once again, to see the poor people. Scud. Captain, you've loaded up here until the boat is sunk so deep in the mud she won't float. No, Pete; no, I won't. I will; for it is agin my natur' to b'lieve him guilty; and if he be, this ain't the place, nor you the authority to try him. We tought dat de niggers would belong to de ole missus, and if she lost Terrebonne, we must live dere allers, and we would hire out, and bring our wages to ole Missus Peyton. No, no---life is good for young ting like you. Many a night I've laid awake and thought how to pull them through, till I've cried like a child over the sum I couldn't do; and you know how darned hard 'tis to make a Yankee cry. Do you want me to stop here and bid for it? Pete. What say ye? At college they said I was a fool---I must be. May Heaven bless him for the thought, bless him for the happiness he spread around my life. Men talk of killing time, while time quietly kills them. What, you won't, won't ye? [Draws knife.] A photographic plate. Boucicault adapted the play from the novel The Quadroon by Thomas Mayne Reid (1856). Ratts. Mrs. P.I fear that the property is so involved that the strictest economy will scarcely recover it. Ya! Synopsis. Pete. I don't think you capable of anything else than---. Zoe. Here she is---Zoe!---water---she faints. faded---is it not? Dido. M'Closky. Scud. Dora. Mr. Sunnyside, I can't do this job of showin' round the folks; my stomach goes agin it. George says he can "overcome the obstacle" (43), but Zoe protests that they cannot be together. [R.] Then why don't you buy it yourself, Colonel? Go on, Colonel. Now's your time, sar. Join StageAgent today and unlock amazing theatre resources and opportunities. George. You know you can't be jealous of a poor creature like me. But now I guess it will arrive too late---these darned U. S. mails are to blame. Zoe. [During the reading of letter he remains nearly motionless under the focus of the camera.] Jackson. M'Closky. It is such scenes as these that bring disgrace upon our Western life. You'se a dead man, Mas'r Clusky---you got to b'lieve dat. George. No, ma'am; here's the plan of it. Well, what d'ye say, Lafouche---d'ye smile? Dora. When I am dead she will not be jealous of your love for me, no laws will stand between us. Twelve thousand. Zoe. Copyright 2023 Famous Quotes & Sayings. It contains elements of Romanticism and melodrama. I had but one Master on earth, and he has given me my freedom! Hillo, darkey, hand me a smash dar. I am free! Hold on, Jacob, I'm coming to that---I tell ye, I'm such a fool---I can't bear the feeling, it keeps at me like a skin complaint, and if this family is sold up---. Share with your friends. EnterScudder, George, Ratts, Caillou, Pete, Grace, Minnie,and all theNegroes. If I was to try, I'd bust. Dido. Yes, missus. But how pale she looks, and she trembles so. Has not my dear aunt forgotten it---she who had the most right to remember it? George. I'm broke, Solon---I can't stop the Judge. [Scandalized.] We've had talk enough; now for proof. ], M'Closky. Everybody---that is, I heard so. Ben Tolosa You must not for one instant give up the effort to build new lives for yourselves. Do you know what that is? Gen'l'men, my colored frens and ladies, dar's mighty bad news gone round. That's Solon's wife and children, Judge. Hold on, you'll see. *EnterPaul,wrestling with*Wahnotee,R.3. I'm going to straighten this account clear out. Don't say that, ma'am; don't say that to a man that loves another gal. Paul! tink anybody wants you to cry? European, I suppose. Ya! Mas'r Ratts, you hard him sing about de place where de good niggers go, de last time. 'Tis true! I can never sleep now without dreaming. [Re-enters from boat.] The term sensation drama caught on when Boucicault's The Colleen Bawn, adapted from Gerald Grifn's novel The Collegians, became a hit in 1860. You made her life too happy, and now these tears will be. what, dem?---get away! Scud. Don't you know that she is the natural daughter of the judge, your uncle, and that old lady thar just adored anything her husband cared for; and this girl, that another woman would a hated, she loves as if she'd been her own child. Dora. If you would pardon the abruptness of the question, I would ask you, Do you think the sincere devotion of my life to make yours happy would succeed? D'ye hear it---nearer---nearer---ah! Excuse me, I'll light a cigar. [They rush onM'Closky,and disarm him.] Zoe. Dora. I shall knock it down to the Squire---going---gone---for one hundred and twenty thousand dollars. M'Closky. George offers to take her to a different country, but Zoe insists that she stay to help Terrebonne; Scudder then appears and suggests that George marry Dora. That's right. All right, Judge; I thought there was a mistake. I will dine on oysters and palomitas and wash them down with white wine. You have been tried---honestly tried and convicted. Sign that receipt, captain, and save me going up to the clerk. He and his apparatus arrived here, took the judge's likeness and his fancy, who made him overseer right off. But don't mount to nuffin---kin work cannel. Scud. Coute Wahnotee in omenee dit go Wahnotee, poina la fa, comb a pine tree, la revieut sala, la fa. [Wahnotee*rises and looks atM'Closky---he is in his war paint and fully armed.*]. Now, take care what you do. Now, gentlemen, I'm proud to submit to you the finest lot of field hands and house servants that was ever offered for competition; they speak for themselves, and do credit to their owners.---[Reads.] Scud. I also feel that demonstrations wouldn't go on unless there is a TV camera. What was her past? A julep, gal, that's my breakfast, and a bit of cheese. Paul. That's his programme---here's a pocket-book. he is here. Pete. Ugh! [Goes up.]. [Opens desk.] Scud. The men leave to fetch the authorities, but McClosky escapes. The Octoroon Important Quotes 1. Ugh' ach! I'll see to that. Paul. Wahnotee. You killed the boy to steal this letter from the mail-bags---you stole this letter, that the money should not arrive in time to save the Octoroon; had it done so, the lien on the estate would have ceased, and Zoe be free. I won't go on; that man's down. Hold on a bit. [Re-entering.] Is my plantation at Comptableau worth this? I listen dar jess now---dar was ole lady cryin'---Mas'r George---ah! George still loves Zoe, telling her: "[T]his knowledge brings no revolt to my heart, and I . [Examines paper.]. Scud. Bless'ee, Missey Zoe, here it be. One hundred and forty-nine bales. Dar, do ye hear dat, ye mis'able darkies, dem gals is worth a boat load of kinder men dem is. Judy Collins, You know there was always a confusion that punk was a style of music." When George asks why, Zoe explains that she is an octoroon, and the law prevents a white man from marrying anyone with the smallest black heritage. Scud. I have it. [During the dialogueWahnoteehas takenGeorge'sgun. Dat wakes him up. Burn! Take my shawl, Zoe. [Music.]. Essay Topics. Well, ma'am, I spose there's no law agin my bidding for it. George. Author: Mike Watt. You are illegitimate, but love knows no prejudice. Let me be sold then, that I may free his name. I see my little Nimrod yonder, with his Indian companion. Dora. Mas'r George---ah, no, sar---don't buy me---keep your money for some udder dat is to be sold. Hooraw! And, strangers, ain't we forgetting there's a lady present. Give us evidence. All. Git away dere! Top, sar! George. He gone down to de landing last night wid Mas'r Scudder; not come back since---kint make it out. Be the first to contribute! We've caught this murdering Injiun, and are going to try him. A mistake, sar---forty-six. Keep quiet, and let's talk sense. Born here---dem darkies? for me---look ye here! [Minnie runs off.] [Enters inner room,R.U.E.]. The earth has been stirred here lately. Point. It's dem black trash, Mas'r George; dis ere property wants claring; dem's getting too numerous round; when I gets time I'll kill some on 'em, sure! Poor fellow, he has lost all. Scud. Can't be ober dar an' here too---I ain't twins. You be darned! "No," say Mas'r George, "I'd rather sell myself fuss; but dey shan't suffer, nohow,---I see 'em dam fuss.". I thank Heaven you have not lived to see this day. Zoe. Dora. [Astonished.] George. Where did she live and what sort of life did she lead? stan' round thar! Dora. The eye of the Eternal was on you---the blessed sun in heaven, that, looking down, struck upon this plate the image of the deed. laws a massey! A Room in Mrs. Peyton's house; entrances,R.U.E.*andL.U.E.---An Auction Bill stuck up,*L.---chairs,C.,*and tables,*R. and L. Pete. As they exit,M'Closkyrises from behind rock,R.,*and looks after them. When the play was performed in England it was given a happy ending, in which the mixed-race couple are united. There is a gulf between us, as wide as your love, as deep as my despair; but, O, tell me, say you will pity me! He is sitting on on my prize! Evidence! George. [Raises hand to back of his neck.] You heard him say it was hopeless. [Shouts heard,R.]. Is not Dora worth any man's---. is this true?---no, it ain't---darn it, say it ain't. Scud. [Sees tomahawk in Wahnotee's belt---draws it out and examines it.] They are gone!---[*Glancing at*George.] Ay, ay! In a few hours that man, my master, will come for me; he has paid my price, and he only consented to let me remain here this one night, because Mrs. Peyton promised to give me up to him to-day. "But, sir, it ain't agreeable." I saw a small bottle of cologne and asked if it was for sale. must I learn from these poor wretches how much I owed, how I ought to pay the debt? then I shall be sold!---sold! M'Closky. Research Playwrights, Librettists, Composers and Lyricists. Zoe. Sunny. He said so. [Knocks.] She has had the education of a lady. Pete. Zoe. Then I shall never leave Terrebonne---the drink, nurse; the drink; that I may never leave my home---my dear, dear home. George---George---hush---they come! Peyton.]. Dam dat Injiun! [Enters house.]. Never, aunt! The Octoroon is a play by Dion Boucicault that opened in 1859 at The Winter Garden Theatre, New York City. Sunny. I won't strike him, even with words. George. Scud. Ratts. Fellow-citizens, you are convened and assembled here under a higher power than the law. [*Aside to*Mrs. O, you horrible man! Dido. Haven't you worked like a horse? *Re-enter*Lafouche,R.,with smashed apparatus. Paul. M'Closky. M'Closky. Take your hand down---take it down. Top The Octoroon Quotes I will be thirty years old again in thirty seconds. [Tumbles upon the table.]. In some form, human, or wild beast, or ghost, it has tracked me through the night. Where am I to get it? What's here? Are they? Debbel's in de pail! New York, NY, Accessibility Statement Terms Privacy |StageAgent 2020. Be calm---darn the things; the proceeds of this sale won't cover the debts of the estate. But now that vagrant love is---eh? Burn, burn! You are a white man; you'll not leave one of your own blood to be butchered by the red-skin? ya! [Sitting,R. C.] A pretty mess you've got this estate in---. Gentlemen, I believe none of us have two feelings about the conduct of that man; but he has the law on his side---we may regret, but we must respect it. You can bet I'm going to make this . I'm responsible for the crittur---go on. Two hundred and forty-nine times! M'Closky. Excuse me; one of the principal mortgagees has made the demand. [L.] Let the old darkey alone---eight hundred for that boy. You begged me to call this morning. You don't see Zoe, Mr. Sunnyside. Paul has promised me a bear and a deer or two. Pete. M'Closky. Ratts. Who is it? Yes, sir; they were the free papers of the girl Zoe; but they were in my husband's secretary. Denora Boone, Everybody who went to Vietnam carries his or her own version of the war. you're looking well. Irish - Dramatist December 26, 1822 - September 18, 1890. I don't know, but I feel it's death! Hello! The Octoroon This project is the construction of an annotated, digitized text of the American and British versions of Dion Boucicault's controversial 1859 melodrama of interracial relationships and plantation life in antebellum Louisiana, with an archive of materials on performance for scholarly and pedagogical use. Zoe, you are pale. Paul. I can go no farther. M'Closky. I sat outside his door all night---I heard his sighs---his agony---torn from him by my coming fate; and he said, "I'd rather see her dead than his!". With your New England hypocrisy, you would persuade yourself it was this family alone you cared for; it ain't---you know it ain't---'tis the "Octoroon;" and you love her as I do; and you hate me because I'm your rival---that's where the tears come from, Salem Scudder, if you ever shed any---that's where the shoe pinches.
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