I do, but I can't do it. Mrs. P.Hospitality in Europe is a courtesy; here, it is an obligation. The sheriff from New Orleans has taken possession---Terrebonne is in the hands of the law. Something forcing its way through the undergrowth---it comes this way---it's either a bear or a runaway nigger. Dar, do ye hear dat, ye mis'able darkies, dem gals is worth a boat load of kinder men dem is. 'Tain't no faint---she's a dying, sa; she got pison from old Dido here, this mornin'. here's the other one; she's a little too thoroughbred---too much of the greyhound; but the heart's there, I believe. George. ha---git out! Dido. No, Injiun; we deal out justice here, not revenge. [Cry of "fire" heard---Engine bells heard---steam whistle noise.]. McClosky intercepts a young slave boy, Paul, who is bringing a mailbag to the house which contains a letter from one of Judge Peyton's old debtors. I hope I'm not intruding. I will take the best room in the Grand Central or the Orndorff Hotel. Hi! [Raises hand to back of his neck.] [Zoe*helps her. [*Gives her coffee-pot to hold, and hobbles off, followed bySolonand*Dido,R.U.E.], Sunny. You told me it produced a long, long sleep. George. Listen to me. She's in love with young Peyton; it made me curse, whar it made you cry, as it does now; I see the tears on your cheeks now. See also Wahnotee Patira na sepau assa wigiran. she would revolt from it, as all but you would; and if I consented to hear the cries of my heart, if I did not crush out my infant love, what would she say to the poor girl on whom she had bestowed so much? how can you say so? Don't be afraid; it ain't going for that, Judge. That judgment still exists; under it and others this estate is sold to-day. Now's your time, sar. "No, ma'am, the truth seldom is.". Ask the color in your face; d'ye think I can't read you, like a book? Hi! Zoe. Scud. Zoe. You got dat bottle of rum hid under your blanket---gib it up now, you---Yar! You heard him say it was hopeless. can you smile at this moment? I appeal against your usurped authority. The Steamer moves off---fire kept up---M'Closky*re-enters,*R.,*swimming on.*. Why should I refer the blame to her? Frank Capra, If you wish to achieve worthwhile things in your personal and career life, you must become a worthwhile person in your own self-development. Zoe, you are suffering---your lips are white---your cheeks are flushed. Don't b'lieve it, Mas'r George; dem black tings never was born at all; dey swarmed one mornin' on a sassafras tree in the swamp: I cotched 'em; dey ain't no 'count. When Paul was taken down with the swamp fever the Indian sat outside the hut, and neither ate, slept, or spoke for five days, till the child could recognize and call him to his bedside. Debbel's in de pail! The men leave to fetch the authorities, but McClosky escapes. Grace. You love George; you love him dearly; I know it: and you deserve to be loved by him. The last word, an important colloquialism, was misread by the typesetter of the play. Laws, mussey! Zoe, the more I see of George Peyton the better I like him; but he is too modest---that is a very impertinent virtue in a man. Mrs. P.O, George,---my son, let me call you,---I do not speak for my own sake, nor for the loss of the estate, but for the poor people here; they will be sold, divided, and taken away---they have been born here. Stand around and let me pass---room thar! Scud. Point. I got my first tennis racket on my seventh birthday. Zoe. Zoe, you are pale. I'm going to straighten this account clear out. He loves Zoe, and has found out that she loves him. that he isn't to go on fooling in his slow---. Try him, then---try him on the spot of his crime. Beat that any of ye. And I remained here to induce you to offer that heart to Dora! Dora. Here then, I'll put back these Peytons in Terrebonne, and they shall know you done it; yes, they'll have you to thank for saving them from ruin. Sunny. Pete. George. *EnterPete, Grace, Minnie, Solon, Dido,and all*Niggers,R.U.E. Pete. Zoe. How are we sure the boy is dead at all? Dora. Not a picayune. den run to dat pine tree up dar [points,L.U.E.] and back agin, and den pull down de rag so, d'ye see? Could you see the roots of my hair you would see the same dark, fatal mark. [R. C.] That's my son---buy him, Mas'r Ratts; he's sure to sarve you well. what, dem?---get away! George. the apparatus can't lie. O, you horrible man! [Knocks.] Let me proceed by illustration. Squire Sunnyside, you've got a pretty bit o' land, Squire. Let her pass! I won't strike him, even with words. Pete. M'Closky. Daisaku Ikeda Culture is like the current of the ocean. war's de crowd gone? [*ExitM'Closkyand*Pointdexter,R.U.E. Scud. Since this letter would allow Mrs. Peyton to avoid selling Terrebonne, McClosky kills Paul and takes the letter. 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! for me---look ye here! No! A view of the Plantation Terrebonne, in Louisiana.---A branch of the Mississippi is seen winding through the Estate.---A low built, but extensive Planter's Dwelling, surrounded with a veranda, and raised a few feet from the ground, occupies theL. 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. Eight hundred agin, then---I'll go it. Yes! Zoe. Git away dere! [Dances.]. Haven't you worked like a horse? [Shows plate to jury.] Now I'm ready. I'll gib it you! They do not notice Zoe.---[Aloud.] Work! [Offers hand,Georgebows coldly,R. C.] [aside.] Then I will go to the Red Light or the Monte Carlo and dance the floor afire. Pete. Dam dat Injiun! M'Closky. If you bid me do so I will obey you---. He will love you---he must. Dat's me---yer, I'm comin'---stand around dar. Pete. How to End "The Octoroon", John A. Degen, Learn how and when to remove this template message, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=The_Octoroon&oldid=1114317331, This page was last edited on 5 October 2022, at 22:08. I'm broke, Solon---I can't stop the Judge. Just as McClosky points out the blood on Wahnotee's tomahawk, the oldest slave, Pete, comes to give them the photographic plate which has captured McClosky's deed. George. 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. Tousand dollars, Massa Thibodeaux. Dora. [Draws revolver.] I have a restorative here---will you poor it in the glass? I've got hold of the tail of a rat---come out. there's that noise again! George. With them around us, if we have not wealth, we shall at least have the home that they alone can make---. Scud. Scud. M'Closky. Scud. It ain't our sile, I believe, rightly; but Nature has said that where the white man sets his foot, the red man and the black man shall up sticks and stand around. What, Mr. Ratts, are you going to invest in swamps? And we all Captain, you've loaded up here until the boat is sunk so deep in the mud she won't float. Ain't that a cure for old age; it kinder lifts the heart up, don't it? To Jacob M'Closky, the Octoroon girl, Zoe, twenty-five thousand dollars. When Dion Boucicault's tragedy The Octoroon (set on a southern plantation) opened in December of 1859, many viewed the play as sectional propaganda; there was widespread disagreement, however, concerning the side for which the play argued. [Music. George R R Martin. [Solon goes down and stands behind Ratts.] Tableaux.*. Well, he lived in New York by sittin' with his heels up in front of French's Hotel, and inventin'---. Sunny. Scud. Yes, I'm here, somewhere, interferin'. shall we have one law for the red-skin and another for the white? Is there any other bid? Mrs. Peyton, George Peyton, Terrebonne is yours. [They get on table.]. Top Quadroon And Octoroon Quotes. Scud. Zoe, tell Pete to give my mare a feed, will ye? The New York Times noted 'its striking merits as a sensational drama' [George*tries to regain his gun;Wahnoteerefuses to give it up;Paul,quietly takes it from him and remonstrates with him.*]. M'Closky. Wahnotee. I say, then, air you honest men? What was this here Scudder? If he stirs, I'll put a bullet through his skull, mighty quick. M'Closky. A photographic plate. George. She's won this race agin the white, anyhow; it's too late now to start her pedigree. must I learn from these poor wretches how much I owed, how I ought to pay the debt? [R. C.] Pardon me, madam, but do you know these papers? Yes---me and Co.---we done it; but, as you were senior partner in the concern, I reckon you got the big lick. Paul. See, I'm calm. Aunt, I am prouder and happier to be your nephew and heir to the ruins of Terrebonne, than I would have been to have had half Louisiana without you. Go outside, there; listen to what you hear, then go down to the quarters and tell the boys, for I can't do it. Jackson. Stop, Zoe; come here! Whar's breakfass? Of the blood that feeds my heart, one drop in eight is black---bright red as the rest may be, that one drop poisons all the flood; those seven bright drops give me love like yours---hope like yours---ambition like yours---Life hung with passions like dew-drops on the morning flowers; but the one black drop gives me despair, for I'm an unclean thing---forbidden by the laws---I'm an Octoroon! M'Closky. You'll find him scenting round the rum store, hitched up by the nose. Mrs. P.My dear George, you are left in your uncle's will heir to this estate. Hillo! if you cannot be mine, O, let me not blush when I think of you. Very bad, aunty; and the heart aches worse, so they can get no rest. George and Zoe reveal their love for each other, but Zoe rejects George's marriage proposal. Will you forgive me? George. Lynch him! I feel that I departed amid universal and sincere regret. O, my father! I must operate and take my own likeness too---how debbel I do dat? [Aside,C.] Insolent as usual.---[Aloud.] Well, he has the oddest way of making love. I shall do so if you weep. have I fixed ye? Ugh' ach! You don't come here to take life easy. 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? Poor fellow, he has lost all. Just click the "Edit page" button at the bottom of the page or learn more in the Quotes submission guide. yar, you Wahnotee! [Wahnotee*raises apron and runs off,*L.U.E.Paul*sits for his picture---M'Closkyappears from*R.U.E.]. Good day, Mr. Thibodeaux---shall we drive down that way? George. what are you doing there, you young varmint! I'm from fair to middlin', like a bamboo cane, much the same all the year round. Zoe. So it is here, in the wilds of the West, where our hatred of crime is measured by the speed of our executions---where necessity is law! Can't be ober dar an' here too---I ain't twins. 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---. And twenty thousand bid. Sunny. Zoe. Peyton.] I would be alone a little while. I'll take back my bid, Colonel. Scud. he tinks it's a gun. [Pause.] . 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. You p'tend to be sorry for Paul, and prize him like dat. Ratts. Zoe. Forgive him, Dora; for he knew no better until I told him. Dat's de laziest nigger on dis yere property. Zoe. Dora. Come, then, but if I catch you drinkin', O, laws a mussey, you'll get snakes! No; not you---George. So it went, till one day the judge found the tap wouldn't run. [*To*Ratts.] I was up before daylight. Wahnotee? Here you are, in the very attitude of your crime! A mistake, sar---forty-six. Thank ye; thank ye. drop dat banana! | Contact Us Lafouche. Farewell, Dora. Herein the true melodramatic hijinks that first defined "The Octoroon" ensue: a young, nouveau plantation owner George (Gardner in whiteface) is trying to save the remnants of his family's. He calls me Omenee, the Pigeon, and Miss Zoe is Ninemoosha, the Sweetheart. Scud. Stan' back, I say I I'll nip the first that lays a finger on Him. We are always in a perpetual state of being created and creating ourselves. No, I hesitated because an attachment I had formed before I had the pleasure of seeing you had not altogether died out. [Sits,R.], Dora. Ratts. Zoe, you have suspected the feeling that now commands an utterance---you have seen that I love you. Well, he cut that for the photographing line. Your eyes are red. Scud. [Enters inner room,R.U.E.]. I'm waiting on your fifty thousand bid. She loves him! Why, I was dreaming---curse it! Well, that has come out clear, ain't it? Why you speak so wild? Yes, for you, for me, for dem little ones, dem folks cried. I think so; shall I ask him that too? It will cost me all I'm worth. Ratts. Sunny. Scud. Scud. Yes, Mas'r George, dey was born here; and old Pete is fonder on 'em dan he is of his fiddle on a Sunday. Gain full access to show guides, character breakdowns, auditions, monologues and more! Take that, and defend yourself. See here, you imps; if I catch you, and your red skin yonder, gunning in my swamps, I'll give you rats, mind; them vagabonds, when the game's about, shoot my pigs. Here 'tis---now you give one timble-full---dat's nuff. I bid seven thousand, which is the last dollar this family possesses. Stop, here's dem dishes---plates---dat's what he call 'em, all fix: I see Mas'r Scudder do it often---tink I can take likeness---stay dere, Wahnotee. Go on, Pete, you've waked up the Christian here, and the old hoss responds. I'll bear it. [Zoe sings without,L.]. Paul. Pete, you old turkey-buzzard, saddle my mare. My darling! I brought half this ruin on this family, with my all-fired improvements. EnterZoe,L.U.E.,very pale, and stands on table.---M'Closkyhitherto has taken no interest in the sale, now turns his chair. *EnterMrs. PeytonandScudder, M'Closkyand*Pointdexter,R. M'Closky. Where did she live and what sort of life did she lead? We tender food to a stranger, not because he is a gentleman, but because he is hungry. [Draws pistol---M'Closky*rushes on and falls atScudder'sfeet.*]. Dora. hark! ], George. O, I have not spoiled that anyhow. That part of it all is performance for the media. Mrs. P.I cannot find the entry in my husband's accounts; but you, Mr. M'Closky, can doubtless detect it. George. Do you mean that I'm a pig? [To the men.] for, darn me, if I can find out. Scud. Yes, for I'd rather be black than ungrateful! [Going.]. [Seizing a fly whisk.] Down with him! Pete. In cash? He said I want a nigger. 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.] Pointdexter*mounts the table with his hammer, his Clerk sits at his feet. [falls on her knees, with her face in her hands] no---no master, but one. Paul. [A pause.] Yes---when I saw him and Miss Zoe galloping through the green sugar crop, and doing ten dollars' worth of damage at every stride, says I, how like his old uncle he do make the dirt fly. George. And we all got rich from it, so, you know, there's a benefit from it. Be the first to contribute! "No," say Mas'r George, "I'd rather sell myself fuss; but dey shan't suffer, nohow,---I see 'em dam fuss.". He loves me---what of that? Hold on, now! Ah, George, our race has at least one virtue---it knows how to suffer! good, good nurse: you will, you will. This gal and them children belong to that boy Solon there. [Takes out his knife. I won't go on; that man's down. All Rights Reserved. M'Closky. this is worth taking to---in this desk the judge used to keep one paper I want---this should be it. Minnie (a Quadroon Slave) Miss Walters. M'Closky. Now's your time.---[Aloud.] Boucicault The Octoroon Quotes & Sayings. Can you take any more? I hate 'em. 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