Paul. Where did she live and what sort of life did she lead? Dem doctors ain't no 'count; dey don't know nuffin. "The free papers of my daughter, Zoe, registered February 4th, 1841." He said so. Paul. He stood gazing in wonder at her work-basket as if it was something extraordinary. Zoe, you are pale. M'Closky. [George*tries to regain his gun;Wahnoteerefuses to give it up;Paul,quietly takes it from him and remonstrates with him.*]. Ages 12-17: Camp Broadway Ensemble @ Carnegie Hall. Dora. Two hundred and forty-nine times! 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 wish he would make love to me. Zoe. Zoe (an Octoroon Girl, free, the Natural Child of the late Judge by a Quadroon Slave) Mrs. J. H. Allen. Let me hide them till I teach my heart. Ain't he! Ah, George, our race has at least one virtue---it knows how to suffer! Work! Ay, ay! Well, then, what has my all-cowardly heart got to skeer me so for? Dido. Pete. That's right. Here 'tis---now you give one timble-full---dat's nuff. I left it last night all safe. Then I will go to the Acme or Keating's or the Big Gold Bar and sit down and draw my cards and fill an inside straight and win myself a thousand dollars. Now don't stir. (p. 221) Daniel J. Siegel. We have known each other but a few days, but to me those days have been worth all the rest of my life. 'Top; you look, you Wahnotee; you see dis rag, eh? I won't hear a word! Am I late? [*ExitScudderand*Mrs. Peyton,R.U.E. George. A puppy, if he brings any of his European airs here we'll fix him.---[Aloud.] *, M'Closky. In a word, I have seen and admired you! Look there. If he stirs, I'll put a bullet through his skull, mighty quick. I must be going---it is late. [Zoe*helps her. You are a white man; you'll not leave one of your own blood to be butchered by the red-skin? I've got engaged eight hundred bales at the next landing, and one hundred hogsheads of sugar at Patten's Slide---that'll take my guards under---hurry up thar. I see it in your face. Yes, I love you---I did not know it until your words showed me what has been in my heart; each of them awoke a new sense, and now I know how unhappy---how very unhappy I am. Point. Ratts. 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. Why don't you speak, sir? Sunny. Pete. You'll find him scenting round the rum store, hitched up by the nose. Sunny. Sorry I can't help you, but the fact is, you're in such an all-fired mess that you couldn't be pulled out without a derrick. Now, Jacob M'Closky, you despise me because you think I'm a fool; I despise you because I know you to be a knave. The conflict centers around Zoe, "the Octoroon", a term used at the time to describe a person who was 1/8 African, 7/8 Caucasian. Zoe. No, sar; nigger nebber cut stick on Terrebonne; dat boy's dead, sure. O, why did he speak to me at all then? I'll see you round the estate. Some of you niggers run and hole de hosses; and take dis, Dido. 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---. "No. Scud. The sheriff from New Orleans has taken possession---Terrebonne is in the hands of the law. Burn, burn! why, clar out! I dare say, now, that in Europe you have never met any lady more beautiful in person, or more polished in manners, than that girl. What, sar? M'Closky. ], George. there it comes---it comes---don't you hear a footstep on the dry leaves? George. Sunny. EnterSolon*andDidowith coffee-pot, dishes, &c.,*R.U.E. Dido. Go on, Colonel. Scud. that'll save her. Zoe, must we immolate our lives on her prejudice? Scud. *EnterPete, Grace, Minnie, Solon, Dido,and all*Niggers,R.U.E. Pete. George is courted by the rich Southern belle heiress Dora Sunnyside, but he finds himself falling in love with Zoe, the daughter of his uncle through one of the slaves. If you bid me do so I will obey you---. Sign that receipt, captain, and save me going up to the clerk. Beat that any of ye. He has a strange way of showing it. Point. Hold on now, Jacob; we've got to figure on that---let us look straight at the thing. Scud. There's one name on the list of slaves scratched, I see. M'Closky. dat right! Pete. She loves him! [R.] Well, what's the use of argument whar guilt sticks out so plain; the boy and Injiun were alone when last seen. It's not a painful death, aunty, is it? E. Paul. That's just what you must do, and do it at once, or it will be too late. but the deed that freed you was not lawful. Look here, you're free, you know nary a master to hurt you now: you will stop here as long as you're a mind to, only don't look so. Zoe, if all I possess would buy your freedom, I would gladly give it. I will be thirty years old again in thirty seconds. Zoe, he's going; I want him to stay and make love to me that's what I came for to-day. Ratts. O, forgive him and me! No! 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! [Knocks.] [*Exit*Mrs. Peyton*and*George,L.U.E.] A slave! [Rising.] Brightness will return amongst you. M'Closky. 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. she will har you. His love for me will pass away---it shall. Darn me, if I couldn't raise thirty thousand on the envelope alone, and ten thousand more on the post-mark. tink anybody wants you to cry? Mrs. P.I cannot find the entry in my husband's accounts; but you, Mr. M'Closky, can doubtless detect it. May Heaven bless him for the thought, bless him for the happiness he spread around my life. Scud. I won't strike him, even with words. [*Seizes whip, and holds*Paul. 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. Don't be a fool; they'd kill you, and then take her, just as soon as---stop; Old Sunnyside, he'll buy her! Do you know what I am? I will dine on oysters and palomitas and wash them down with white wine. Dora. Say, Mas'r Scudder, take me in dat telescope? Ratts. Pete. I am his love---he loves an Octoroon. Mrs. P.I fear that the property is so involved that the strictest economy will scarcely recover it. M'Closky. Pete. The Octoroon's Sacrifice (1912) Quotes It looks like we don't have any Quotes for this title yet. [Wakes.] I the sharer of your sorrows---your wife. "No. O, you horrible man! Bless his dear old handwriting, it's all I ever saw of him. Remember, your attitude toward a situation can help you to change it you create the very atmosphere for defeat or victory. I say, I'd like to say summit soft to the old woman; perhaps it wouldn't go well, would it? Scud. Evidence! Research Playwrights, Librettists, Composers and Lyricists. [Outside,R.U.E.] Dis way---dis way. Bless'ee, Missey Zoe, here it be. Zoe, they shall not take you from us while I live. Don't b'lieve it, Mas'r George,---no. It won't do! Zoe. Scud. George. Sunny. Dora. Enjoy the best Branden Jacobs-Jenkins Quotes at BrainyQuote. Missey Zoe! I don't know; she may as well hear the hull of it. Coute Wahnotee in omenee dit go Wahnotee, poina la fa, comb a pine tree, la revieut sala, la fa. [*To*Wahnotee.] Twelve thousand. What? The men begin to call for McClosky to be lynched, but Scudder convinces them to send him to jail instead. I've got four plates ready, in case we miss the first shot. [Re-enters from boat.] Zoe. [Offers hand,Georgebows coldly,R. C.] [aside.] Ratts. Could you see the roots of my hair you would see the same dark, fatal mark. Pete. We can leave this country, and go far away where none can know. He's going to do an heroic act; don't spile it. Isn't he sweet! two forms! Zoe. O, my husband! Despite the happiness Zoe stands dying and the play ends with her death on the sitting-room couch and George kneeling beside her. He calls me Omenee, the Pigeon, and Miss Zoe is Ninemoosha, the Sweetheart. Ain't you took them bags to the house yet? | About Us Go now, George---leave me---take her with you. Well, that's all right; but as he can't marry her, and as Miss Dora would jump at him---. How would you like to rule the house of the richest planter on Atchafalaya---eh? M'Closky. I suppose I shall go before long, and I wished to visit all the places, once again, to see the poor people. Scud. [*Enter*George,C.] Ah! top till I get enough of you in one place! George, you know not what you say. Excuse me, I'll light a cigar. Jacob, your accuser is that picter of the crime---let that speak---defend yourself. Job had none of them critters on his plantation, else he'd never ha' stood through so many chapters. The sun is rising. Sunny. If she could not accept me, who could? Poor little Paul! 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. [Seated,R. C.] Fan me, Minnie.---[Aside.] M'Closky. Scud. [Who has been looking about the camera.] Point. Zoe. George, George, your words take away my breath! An extremely beautiful young slave girl, who is treated like a member of the family, Zoe is kind, generous, and adored by every man who lays eyes on her. Ratts. O, let all go, but save them! I fetch as much as any odder cook in Louisiana. Gentlemen, the sale takes place at three. war's de crowd gone? How to End "The Octoroon", John A. 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Paul. Where did she live and what sort of life did she lead? Dem doctors ain't no 'count; dey don't know nuffin. "The free papers of my daughter, Zoe, registered February 4th, 1841." He said so. Paul. He stood gazing in wonder at her work-basket as if it was something extraordinary. Zoe, you are pale. M'Closky. [George*tries to regain his gun;Wahnoteerefuses to give it up;Paul,quietly takes it from him and remonstrates with him.*]. Ages 12-17: Camp Broadway Ensemble @ Carnegie Hall. Dora. Two hundred and forty-nine times! 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 wish he would make love to me. Zoe. Zoe (an Octoroon Girl, free, the Natural Child of the late Judge by a Quadroon Slave) Mrs. J. H. Allen. Let me hide them till I teach my heart. Ain't he! Ah, George, our race has at least one virtue---it knows how to suffer! Work! Ay, ay! Well, then, what has my all-cowardly heart got to skeer me so for? Dido. Pete. That's right. Here 'tis---now you give one timble-full---dat's nuff. I left it last night all safe. Then I will go to the Acme or Keating's or the Big Gold Bar and sit down and draw my cards and fill an inside straight and win myself a thousand dollars. Now don't stir. (p. 221) Daniel J. Siegel. We have known each other but a few days, but to me those days have been worth all the rest of my life. 'Top; you look, you Wahnotee; you see dis rag, eh? I won't hear a word! Am I late? [*ExitScudderand*Mrs. Peyton,R.U.E. George. A puppy, if he brings any of his European airs here we'll fix him.---[Aloud.] *, M'Closky. In a word, I have seen and admired you! Look there. If he stirs, I'll put a bullet through his skull, mighty quick. I must be going---it is late. [Zoe*helps her. You are a white man; you'll not leave one of your own blood to be butchered by the red-skin? I've got engaged eight hundred bales at the next landing, and one hundred hogsheads of sugar at Patten's Slide---that'll take my guards under---hurry up thar. I see it in your face. Yes, I love you---I did not know it until your words showed me what has been in my heart; each of them awoke a new sense, and now I know how unhappy---how very unhappy I am.
Point. Ratts. 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. Why don't you speak, sir? Sunny. Pete. You'll find him scenting round the rum store, hitched up by the nose. Sunny. Sorry I can't help you, but the fact is, you're in such an all-fired mess that you couldn't be pulled out without a derrick. Now, Jacob M'Closky, you despise me because you think I'm a fool; I despise you because I know you to be a knave. The conflict centers around Zoe, "the Octoroon", a term used at the time to describe a person who was 1/8 African, 7/8 Caucasian. Zoe. No, sar; nigger nebber cut stick on Terrebonne; dat boy's dead, sure. O, why did he speak to me at all then? I'll see you round the estate. Some of you niggers run and hole de hosses; and take dis, Dido. 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---. "No. Scud. The sheriff from New Orleans has taken possession---Terrebonne is in the hands of the law. Burn, burn! why, clar out! I dare say, now, that in Europe you have never met any lady more beautiful in person, or more polished in manners, than that girl. What, sar? M'Closky. ], George. there it comes---it comes---don't you hear a footstep on the dry leaves? George. Sunny. EnterSolon*andDidowith coffee-pot, dishes, &c.,*R.U.E. Dido. Go on, Colonel. Scud. that'll save her. Zoe, must we immolate our lives on her prejudice? Scud. *EnterPete, Grace, Minnie, Solon, Dido,and all*Niggers,R.U.E. Pete. George is courted by the rich Southern belle heiress Dora Sunnyside, but he finds himself falling in love with Zoe, the daughter of his uncle through one of the slaves. If you bid me do so I will obey you---. Sign that receipt, captain, and save me going up to the clerk. Beat that any of ye. He has a strange way of showing it. Point. Hold on now, Jacob; we've got to figure on that---let us look straight at the thing. Scud. There's one name on the list of slaves scratched, I see. M'Closky. dat right! Pete. She loves him! [R.] Well, what's the use of argument whar guilt sticks out so plain; the boy and Injiun were alone when last seen. It's not a painful death, aunty, is it? E. Paul. That's just what you must do, and do it at once, or it will be too late. but the deed that freed you was not lawful. Look here, you're free, you know nary a master to hurt you now: you will stop here as long as you're a mind to, only don't look so. Zoe, if all I possess would buy your freedom, I would gladly give it. I will be thirty years old again in thirty seconds. Zoe, he's going; I want him to stay and make love to me that's what I came for to-day. Ratts. O, forgive him and me! No! 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! [Knocks.] [*Exit*Mrs. Peyton*and*George,L.U.E.] A slave! [Rising.] Brightness will return amongst you. M'Closky. 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. she will har you. His love for me will pass away---it shall. Darn me, if I couldn't raise thirty thousand on the envelope alone, and ten thousand more on the post-mark. tink anybody wants you to cry? Mrs. P.I cannot find the entry in my husband's accounts; but you, Mr. M'Closky, can doubtless detect it. May Heaven bless him for the thought, bless him for the happiness he spread around my life. Scud. I won't strike him, even with words. [*Seizes whip, and holds*Paul. 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. Don't be a fool; they'd kill you, and then take her, just as soon as---stop; Old Sunnyside, he'll buy her! Do you know what I am? I will dine on oysters and palomitas and wash them down with white wine. Dora. Say, Mas'r Scudder, take me in dat telescope? Ratts. Pete. I am his love---he loves an Octoroon. Mrs. P.I fear that the property is so involved that the strictest economy will scarcely recover it. M'Closky. Pete. The Octoroon's Sacrifice (1912) Quotes It looks like we don't have any Quotes for this title yet. [Wakes.] I the sharer of your sorrows---your wife. "No. O, you horrible man! Bless his dear old handwriting, it's all I ever saw of him. Remember, your attitude toward a situation can help you to change it you create the very atmosphere for defeat or victory. I say, I'd like to say summit soft to the old woman; perhaps it wouldn't go well, would it? Scud. Evidence! Research Playwrights, Librettists, Composers and Lyricists. [Outside,R.U.E.] Dis way---dis way. Bless'ee, Missey Zoe, here it be. Zoe, they shall not take you from us while I live. Don't b'lieve it, Mas'r George,---no. It won't do! Zoe. Scud. George. Sunny. Dora. Enjoy the best Branden Jacobs-Jenkins Quotes at BrainyQuote. Missey Zoe! I don't know; she may as well hear the hull of it. Coute Wahnotee in omenee dit go Wahnotee, poina la fa, comb a pine tree, la revieut sala, la fa. [*To*Wahnotee.] Twelve thousand. What? The men begin to call for McClosky to be lynched, but Scudder convinces them to send him to jail instead. I've got four plates ready, in case we miss the first shot. [Re-enters from boat.] Zoe. [Offers hand,Georgebows coldly,R. C.] [aside.] Ratts. Could you see the roots of my hair you would see the same dark, fatal mark. Pete. We can leave this country, and go far away where none can know. He's going to do an heroic act; don't spile it. Isn't he sweet! two forms! Zoe. O, my husband! Despite the happiness Zoe stands dying and the play ends with her death on the sitting-room couch and George kneeling beside her. He calls me Omenee, the Pigeon, and Miss Zoe is Ninemoosha, the Sweetheart. Ain't you took them bags to the house yet? | About Us Go now, George---leave me---take her with you. Well, that's all right; but as he can't marry her, and as Miss Dora would jump at him---. How would you like to rule the house of the richest planter on Atchafalaya---eh? M'Closky. I suppose I shall go before long, and I wished to visit all the places, once again, to see the poor people. Scud. [*Enter*George,C.] Ah! top till I get enough of you in one place! George, you know not what you say. Excuse me, I'll light a cigar.
Jacob, your accuser is that picter of the crime---let that speak---defend yourself. Job had none of them critters on his plantation, else he'd never ha' stood through so many chapters. The sun is rising. Sunny. If she could not accept me, who could? Poor little Paul! 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. [Seated,R. C.] Fan me, Minnie.---[Aside.] M'Closky. Scud. [Who has been looking about the camera.] Point. Zoe. George, George, your words take away my breath! An extremely beautiful young slave girl, who is treated like a member of the family, Zoe is kind, generous, and adored by every man who lays eyes on her. Ratts. O, let all go, but save them! I fetch as much as any odder cook in Louisiana. Gentlemen, the sale takes place at three. war's de crowd gone? How to End "The Octoroon", John A. 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