The Village Postmaster; A Domestic Drama in Four Acts

The Village Postmaster; A Domestic Drama in Four Acts

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 edition. Excerpt: ... No, called twice but he wasn't in. Ought to writ him I was comin'. Thet's what I ought to 'a' done. (Group of men R. turn slightly up stage.") (Enter Louisa, R. 2 E., with large tin pail, rushing toward L. 2 E.) Mrs. Gibbs. (coming down L.) Lowizy, what are you doin' with the pail? Louisa. (speaking rapidly) Mis' Sloper's bag broke open and there's more'n peck o' white beans in the spare room bed. Mrs. Gibbs. Land o' the livin', shake up the feathers good when you get through. (turns to women and talks) Louisa. Yes'm. (starts quickly towards. 2 e., when Tom suddenly gets before her andfalls down, causing her to fall over him, making a great clatter with the pail. Huggins is talking so excitedly he doesn't notice the fracas, and Lovis A, being on top, improves the opportunity to give Tom a good cuffing and pounding. Girls laughing, Mrs. Gibbs protesting) There, I can't help it if L am in the preacher's house; I allus said you'd get it yet. (goes quickly to l. 2 e. Tom after her. She runs off, partly shutting the door and sticking her head through the opening) Can't come in here. Ain't no men nor boys 'lowed in. (shuts door in his face) Tom. Ain't, eh? Wal, I'm coming bald-headed. (tom picks up a pillow from chair near door, pulls door open and dives his head in first, flies into the fact of Samantha, who is coming out, and almost knocki her down. She gives a little scream, then seeing A is Tom, seizes him by the ear, walks him down ii R. 2 E., where there is a chair, and sets him dow/l hard. Mrs. Gibbs closes door L. 2 E., and picks up pillow.) Samantha. There, Thomas Jefferson Huggins, if you're heard from again for the next hour, you'll go home quicker than scat. Eben. Feelin' kinder raspy, ain't ye, Samantha? Samantha. Wal! (goes over and...
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  • Paperback | 28 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 68g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236575474
  • 9781236575470