Nonsense. We can go on building it just as though it were really

possible. Come, little mother, let’s be young together to the

end. I’ll have to throw another log on this make-believe open

fire in _my_ house. (_He pulls the sofa around so it faces the

radiator which he eyes dubiously._) Hm! That won’t stimulate the

imagination. Wait! I know.

(_He goes over to the table and smiling quaintly he lifts up

the cake with its three burning candles and carefully places

it on the low radiator. Then he presses a switch on wall

nearby and the lights overhead go out, leaving only the

candles, a desk lamp and the moonlight through the window to

give the shadows life. He laughs and warms his hands before

the candles as he would before a fire._)

Come, dear, before my fire! By the way, is there a log fire in your

dream-house, dear?

MRS. RAY

(_Smiling and fitting in with his fancy_)

If you are to be with me, of course.

PROFESSOR

Well then we have a blazing fire in both our houses, eh? (_He sits

beside her on sofa and they gaze at candles._) And how economical

fuel is when you dream about it. I’ve got a whole forest waiting to

be cut by me, to-morrow, after I’ve worked all morning on my new

book.

MRS. RAY

And I’ve been to the musicale at the Biltmore.

PROFESSOR

What did you do this afternoon, dear?

MRS. RAY

(_Tapping his arm_)

Oh, I had a brilliant reception.

PROFESSOR

Receptions are always brilliant.

MRS. RAY

But this one really was. I had André Gidet and Arsène Tailleur

there. They are those clever new writers all Paris is talking about.

PROFESSOR

You didn’t enjoy their witticisms more than I did a pesky little

bluejay that made fun of me as I fished in my emerald lake.

MRS. RAY

But surely even you would have envied me my dinner when the

celebrated Mary Mevin explained her new symphony.

PROFESSOR

Nonsense, dear. Think of grilled trout caught by my own hand! And

then the long lazy silent hours afterwards with Aristotle. Nice

chap, Aristotle: knew a heap about men and things, though he lived

in an age when there wasn’t so much to remember as there is now.

Then afterwards I confess I yawned with the comfort of it all;

good, deep-reaching yawns, as Nature intended. I went out to see

my friends the stars. Best friends a man ever had: a bit cold and

distant, perhaps; but always there behind the clouds. (_She has

risen and gone to the candles. There is a pause. Then she snuffs

them out._) And I suppose at the same time you were trying in vain

to find them out your city window? (_Sees she is sobbing very

quietly: the candles are out._) Why, dear! What’s the trouble?

MRS. RAY

Oh, I can’t pretend any more. Our log fire isn’t real. Here we are

all alone in a hotel apartment--before an old steam radiator and

electric light. (_Presses the switch again._)

PROFESSOR

(_Tenderly and seriously_)

I know. You left all that which might have been yours ... if ... if

you hadn’t married me.

MRS. RAY

And you--without me and the children--you might have had your dream

now.

PROFESSOR

(_Very seriously_)

No, dear. One never can realize them: that’s why they are called

dreams.

MRS. RAY

(_Goes to him looking up into his face_)

You know, I wouldn’t have given up one hour of my life with you.

PROFESSOR

(_Stroking her hair tenderly_)

We have been very happy.

MRS. RAY

Yet why is there something we both feel we have missed?

PROFESSOR

Because even the happy must be incomplete or else they would cease

to be happy. Isn’t happiness hope as much as realization? We have

realized--not ourselves completely--yet through each other. We have

been what the other sought. But only the very wise know that there

is an inner life no one can be part of: a lonely place where even

the dearest can not enter, because it is a lonely place.

MRS. RAY

Yes. I think that is the way it is with me, dear.

PROFESSOR

And the way it is with our house we shall never build. We can’t

enter it _together_.

MRS. RAY

(_Looking before her_)

Yet I can still see my house.

PROFESSOR

As clearly as I do mine. (_Looking whimsically over at the smoking

candles._) Even though our own log fire is burned out.

MRS. RAY

(_Smiling_)

It’s changed somewhat these forty years.

PROFESSOR

Yes. That’s the way dream-houses have. (_Taking her hand._) And,

dear one, when we each think of our houses we can never build,

let’s--let’s always go on holding each other’s hand, eh?

MRS. RAY

Dearest....

PROFESSOR

So many people lose each other when they dream.

(_He kisses her tenderly._)

[CURTAIN]

[F] Copyright by George Middleton. See back of title page.

ON THE HIRING LINE

Comedy in 3 acts, by Harvey O’Higgins and Harriet Ford. 5 males, 4

females. Interior throughout. Costumes, modern. Plays 2½ hours.

Sherman Fessenden, unable to induce servants to remain for

any reasonable length of time at his home, hits upon the

novel expedient of engaging detectives to serve as domestics.

His second wife, an actress, weary of the country and longing

for Broadway, has succeeded in discouraging every other cook

and butler against remaining long at the house, believing

that by so doing she will win her husband to her theory that

country life is dead. So she is deeply disappointed when she

finds she cannot discourage the new servants.

The sleuths, believing they had been called to report on

the actions of those living with the Fessendens, proceeded

to warn Mr. Fessenden that his wife has been receiving

love-notes from Steve Mark, an actor friend, and that his

daughter has been planning to elope with a thief.

One sleuth causes an uproar in the house, making a mess of

the situations he has witnessed. Mr. Fessenden, however, has

learned a lesson and is quite willing to leave the servant

problem to his wife thereafter. (Royalty, twenty-five

dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

A FULL HOUSE

A farcical comedy in 3 acts. By Fred Jackson. 7 males, 7 females.

One interior scene. Modern costumes. Time, 2½ hours.

Imagine a reckless and wealthy youth who writes ardent

love letters to a designing chorus girl, an attorney

brother-in-law who steals the letters and then gets his

hand-bag mixed up with the grip of a burglar who has just

stolen a valuable necklace from the mother of the indiscreet

youth, and the efforts of the crook to recover his plunder,

as incidents in the story of a play in which the swiftness

of the action never halts for an instant. Not only are the

situations screamingly funny but the lines themselves hold

a fund of humor at all times. This newest and cleverest

of all farces was written by Fred Jackson, the well-known

short-story writer, and if backed up by the prestige of an

impressive New York success and the promise of unlimited fun

presented in the most attractive form. A cleaner, cleverer

farce has not been seen for many a long day. “A Full House”

is a house full of laughs. (Royalty, twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

NOT SO LONG AGO

Comedy in a Prologue, 3 acts, and Epilogue. By Arthur Richman. 5

males, 7 females. 2 interiors, 1 exterior. Costumes, 1876. Plays a

full evening.

Arthur Richman has constructed his play around the Cinderella

legend. The playwright has shown great wisdom in his choice

of material, for he has cleverly crossed the Cinderella theme

with a strain of Romeo and Juliet. Mr. Richman places his

young lovers in the picturesque New York of forty years ago.

This time Cinderella is a seamstress in the home of a social

climber, who may have been the first of her kind, though we

doubt it. She is interested sentimentally in the son of this

house. Her father, learning of her infatuation for the young

man without learning also that it is imaginary on the young

girl’s part, starts out to discover his intentions. He is a

poor inventor. The mother of the youth, ambitious chiefly for

her children, shudders at the thought of marriage for her

son with a sewing-girl. But the Prince contrives to put the

slipper on the right foot, and the end is happiness. The play

is quaint and agreeable and the three acts are rich in the

charm of love and youth. (Royalty, twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

THE LOTTERY MAN

Comedy in 3 acts, by Rida Johnson Young. 4 males, 5 females. 3 easy

interiors. Costumes, modern. Plays 2¼ hours.

In “The Lottery Man” Rida Johnson Young has seized upon a

custom of some newspapers to increase their circulation by

clever schemes. Mrs. Young has made the central figure in her

famous comedy a newspaper reporter, Jack Wright. Wright owes

his employer money, and he agrees to turn in one of the most

sensational scoops the paper has ever known. His idea is to

conduct a lottery, with _himself_ as the prize. The lottery

is announced. Thousands of old maids buy coupons. Meantime

Wright falls in love with a charming girl. Naturally he

fears that he may be won by someone else and starts to get

as many tickets as his limited means will permit. Finally

the last day is announced. The winning number is 1323, and

is held by Lizzie, an old maid, in the household of the

newspaper owner. Lizzie refuses to give up. It is discovered,

however, that she has stolen the ticket. With this clue, the

reporter threatens her with arrest. Of course the coupon is

surrendered and Wright gets the girl of his choice. Produced

at the Bijou Theater, New York, with great success. (Royalty,

twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

POLLYANNA

“The glad play,” in 3 acts. By Catherine Chisholm Cushing. Based on

the novel by Eleanor H. Porter. 5 males, 6 females. 2 interiors.

Costumes, modern. Plays 2¼ hours.

The story has to do with the experiences of an orphan girl

who is thrust, unwelcome, into the home of a maiden aunt. In

spite of the tribulations that beset her life she manages

to find something to be glad about, and brings light into

sunless lives. Finally, Pollyanna straightens out the love

affairs of her elders, and last, but not least, finds

happiness for herself in the heart of Jimmy. “Pollyanna”

is a glad play and one which is bound to give one a better

appreciation of people and the world. It reflects the humor,

tenderness and humanity that gave the story such wonderful

popularity among young and old.

Produced at the Hudson Theatre, New York, and for two seasons

on tour, by George C. Tyler, with Helen Hayes in the part of

“Pollyanna.” (Royalty, twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

THE CHARM SCHOOL

A comedy in 3 acts. By Alice Duer Miller and Robert Milton. 6

males, 10 females (may be played by 5 males and 8 females). Any

number of school girls may be used in the ensembles. Scenes, 2

interiors. Modern costumes. Plays 2½ hours.

The story of “The Charm School” is familiar to Mrs. Miller’s

readers. It relates the adventures of a handsome young

automobile salesman, scarcely out of his ’teens, who, upon

inheriting a girls’ boarding-school from a maiden aunt,

insists on running it himself, according to his own ideas,

chief of which is, by the way, that the dominant feature in

the education of the young girls of to-day should be CHARM.

The situations that arise are teeming with humor--clean,

wholesome humor. In the end the young man gives up the

school, and promises to wait until the most precocious of his

pupils reaches a marriageable age. The play has the freshness

of youth, the inspiration of an extravagant but novel idea,

the charm of originality, and the promise of wholesome,

sanely amusing, pleasant entertainment. We strongly recommend

it for high school production. It was first produced at

the Bijou Theatre, New York, then toured the country.

Two companies are now playing it in England. (Royalty,

twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

KICK IN

Play in 4 acts. By Willard Mack. 7 males, 5 females. 2 interiors.

Modern costumes. Plays 2½ hours.

“Kick In” is the latest of the very few available mystery

plays. Like “Within the Law,” “Seven Keys to Baldpate,” “The

Thirteenth Chair,” and “In the Next Room,” it is one of those

thrillers which are accurately described as “not having a

dull moment in it from beginning to end.” It is a play with

all the ingredients of popularity, not at all difficult to

set or to act; the plot carries it along, and the situations

are built with that skill and knowledge of the theatre for

which Willard Mack is known. An ideal mystery melodrama, for

high schools and colleges. (Royalty, twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

TILLY OF BLOOMSBURY

(“Happy-Go-Lucky.”) A comedy in 3 acts. By Ian Hay. 9 males, 7

females. 2 interior scenes. Modern dress. Plays a full evening.

Into an aristocratic family comes Tilly, lovable and

youthful, with ideas and manners which greatly upset the

circle. Tilly is so frankly honest that she makes no secret

of her tremendous affection for the young son of the family;

this brings her into many difficulties. But her troubles have

a joyous end in charmingly blended scenes of sentiment and

humor. This comedy presents an opportunity for fine acting,

handsome stage settings, and beautiful costuming. (Royalty,

twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 cents.

BILLY

Farce-comedy in 3 acts. By George Cameron. 10 males, 5 females. (A

few minor male parts can be doubled, making the cast 7 males, 5

females.) 1 exterior. Costumes, modern. Plays 2¼ hours.

The action of the play takes place on the S. S. “Florida,”

bound for Havana. The story has to do with the disappearance

of a set of false teeth, which creates endless complications

among passengers and crew, and furnishes two and a quarter

hours of the heartiest laughter. One of the funniest comedies

produced in the last dozen years on the American stage is

“Billy” (sometimes called “Billy’s Tombstones”), in which the

late Sidney Drew achieved a hit in New York and later toured

the country several times. (Royalty, twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

TWEEDLES

Comedy in 3 acts, by Booth Tarkington and Harry Leon Wilson. 5

males, 4 females. 1 interior. Costumes, modern. Plays 2½ hours.

Julian, scion of the blue-blooded Castleburys, falls in love

with Winsora Tweedle, daughter of the oldest family in a

Maine village. The Tweedles esteem the name because it has

been rooted in the community for 200 years, and they look

down on “summer people” with the vigor that only “summer

boarder” communities know.

The Castleburys are aghast at the possibility of a match, and

call on the Tweedles to urge how impossible such an alliance

would be. Mr. Castlebury laboriously explains the barrier

of social caste, and the elder Tweedle takes it that these

unimportant summer folk are terrified at the social eminence

of the Tweedles.

Tweedle generously agrees to co-operate with the Castleburys

to prevent the match. But Winsora brings her father to

realize that in reality the Castleburys look upon them

as inferiors. The old man is infuriated, and threatens

vengeance, but is checkmated when Julian unearths a number

of family skeletons and argues that father isn’t a Tweedle,

since the blood has been so diluted that little remains.

Also, Winsora takes the matter into her own hands and

outfaces the old man. So the youngsters go forth triumphant.

“Tweedles” is Booth Tarkington at his best. (Royalty,

twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

JUST SUPPOSE

A whimsical comedy in 3 acts, by A. E. Thomas, author of “Her

Husband’s Wife,” “Come Out of the Kitchen,” etc. 6 males, 2

females. 1 interior, 1 exterior. Costumes, modern. Plays 2¼ hours.

It was rumored that during his last visit the Prince of Wales

appeared for a brief spell under an assumed name somewhere

in Virginia. It is on this story that A. E. Thomas based

“Just Suppose.” The theme is handled in an original manner.

Linda Lee Stafford meets one George Shipley (in reality is

the Prince of Wales). It is a case of love at first sight,

but, alas, princes cannot select their mates and thereby

hangs a tale which Mr. Thomas has woven with infinite charm.

The atmosphere of the South with its chivalry dominates the

story, touching in its sentiment and lightened here and there

with delightful comedy. “Just Suppose” scored a big hit at

the Henry Miller Theatre, New York, with Patricia Collinge.

(Royalty, twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

ARE YOU A MASON?

Farce in 3 acts. By Leo Ditrichstein. 7 males, 7 females. Modern

costumes. Plays 2¼ hours. 1 interior.

“Are You a Mason?” is one of those delightful farces like

“Charley’s Aunt” that are always fresh. “A mother and a

daughter,” says the critic of the New York _Herald_, “had

husbands who account for absences from the joint household

on frequent evenings, falsely pretending to be Masons. The

men do not know each other’s duplicity, and each tells his

wife of having advanced to leadership in his lodge. The

older woman was so well pleased with her husband’s supposed

distinction in the order that she made him promise to put

up the name of a visiting friend for membership. Further

perplexity over the principal liar arose when a suitor for

his second daughter’s hand proved to be a real Mason....

To tell the story of the play would require volumes, its

complications are so numerous. It is a house of cards. One

card wrongly placed and the whole thing would collapse. But

it stands, an example of remarkable ingenuity. You wonder at

the end of the first act how the fun can be kept up on such

a slender foundation. But it continues and grows to the last

curtain.” One of the most hilariously amusing farces ever

written, especially suited to schools and Masonic Lodges.

(Royalty, twenty-five dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

KEMPY

A delightful comedy in 3 acts. By J. C. Nugent and Elliott Nugent.

4 males, 4 females. 1 interior throughout. Costumes, modern. Plays

2½ hours.

No wonder “Kempy” has been such a tremendous hit in New York,

Chicago--wherever it has played. It snaps with wit and humor

of the most delightful kind. It’s electric. It’s small-town

folk perfectly pictured. Full of types of varied sorts, each

one done to a turn and served with zestful sauce. An ideal

entertainment for amusement purposes. The story is about a

high-falutin’ daughter who in a fit of pique marries the

young plumber-architect, who comes to fix the water pipes,

just because he “understands” her, having read her book and

having sworn to marry the authoress. But in that story lies

all the humor that kept the audience laughing every second of

every act. Of course there are lots of ramifications, each

of which bears its own brand of laughter-making potentials.

But the plot and the story are not the main things. There is,

for instance, the work of the company. The fun growing out of

this family mixup is lively and clean. (Royalty, twenty-five

dollars.)

Price, 75 Cents.

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