Silence in the court; stand back, let the gentlemen of the jury retire, consult, and return their verdict. Is the prisoner guilty, or is he not guilty? By ten I was playing competitively. All Rights Reserved. [He is borne off in boat, struggling. You're trembling so, you'll fall down directly. look here, these Peytons are bust; cut 'em; I am rich, jine me; I'll set you up grand, and we'll give these first families here our dust, until you'll see their white skins shrivel up with hate and rage; what d'ye say? [Raising his voice.] What! Dora. [Laughs.]. Paul. [Outside,R.U.E.] Dis way---dis way. Hi! Sharon Gannon. M'Closky. I saw a small bottle of cologne and asked if it was for sale. Darn ye! [Indignantly.] Seize him, then! Dora. [*To*Zoe.] I feel that I departed amid universal and sincere regret. Fifty against one! 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? Go on, Pete, you've waked up the Christian here, and the old hoss responds. O, aunt! Point. In comparison, a quadroon would have one quarter African ancestry and a mulatto for the most part has historically implied half African ancestry. Zoe. EnterPete,R.U.E. [he is lame]; he carries a mop and pail. What's here? | Contact Us Scud. Mr. Peyton! Ratts. The apparatus can't mistake. No, the love I speak of is not such as you suppose,---it is a passion that has grown up here since I arrived; but it is a hopeless, mad, wild feeling, that must perish. M'Closky. Mrs. P.Yes; the firm has recovered itself, and I received a notice two months ago that some settlement might be anticipated. Dido. Scud. thank you. I heard voices. The Octoroon (1912) Quotes It looks like we don't have any Quotes for this title yet. dat right! What, Zoe! Zoe, must we immolate our lives on her prejudice? I'll gib it you! who has been teasing you? The proof is here, in my heart. But don't mount to nuffin---kin work cannel. Pete. I shall endeavor not to be jealous of the past; perhaps I have no right to be. I'm waiting on your fifty thousand bid. Scud. When you get discouraged or depressed, try changing your attitude from negative to positive and see how life can change for you. Scud. This old nigger, the grandfather of the boy you murdered, speaks for you---don't that go through you? George. Pete. What's this, eh? [Looks off.] Paul. Be the first to contribute! Why not! I'd cut my throat---or yours---yours I'd prefer. What's here---judgments? Now it's cooking, laws mussey, I feel it all inside, as if it was at a lottery. Twelve thousand. If you want a quarrel---. No; but you, aunty, you are wise---you know every plant, don't you, and what it is good for? [Rushes onM'Closky---M'Closkydraws his knife.]. [GoesR.,*and looks atWahnotee,L.,through the camera;Wahnoteesprings back with an expression of alarm.*]. [Fire seen,R.]. Paul. What? I do, but I can't do it. The buyers gather to take away the slaves they have purchased on a steamship. [Music.]. But now I guess it will arrive too late---these darned U. S. mails are to blame. Gosh, wouldn't I like to hab myself took! Why, Minnie, why don't you run when you hear, you lazy crittur? [Conceals himself.]. Just one month ago I quitted Paris. Darn his copper carcass, I've got a set of Irish deck-hands aboard that just loved that child; and after I tell them this, let them get a sight of the red-skin, I believe they would eat him, tomahawk and all. Come, Miss Dora, let me offer you my arm. Ten years ago the judge took as overseer a bit of Connecticut hardware called M'Closky. Pete. Scud. [SeesPete,*who has set his pail down*L. C.up stage, and goes to sleep on it.] Dora! | About Us [Takes out his knife. Paul. where am I? Lafouche. there it comes---it comes---don't you hear a footstep on the dry leaves? Solon. Pete. Pete. Take your hand down---take it down. Lafouche. 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. Stealing a lantern, he sets fire to the steamship that had the slaves on board. ], M'Closky. "But, sir, it ain't agreeable." This gal and them children belong to that boy Solon there. Zoe, if all I possess would buy your freedom, I would gladly give it. You can't control everything in life Gemma Burgess, Never had he beheld such a magnificent brown skin, so entrancing a figure, such dainty, transparent fingers. Can't be ober dar an' here too---I ain't twins. Paul. George. *] Whenever I gets into company like yours, I always start with the advantage on my side. Ratts. Nothing; but you must learn what I thought you already knew. As I swam down, I thought I heard something in the water, as if pursuing me---one of them darned alligators, I suppose---they swarm hereabout---may they crunch every limb of ye! There's one name on the list of slaves scratched, I see. O, my husband! 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. Well, he lived in New York by sittin' with his heels up in front of French's Hotel, and inventin'---. Farewell, Dora. "No, ma'am, the truth seldom is.". I ain't no count, sar. Guess it kill a dozen---nebber try. Say, Mas'r Scudder, s'pose we go in round by de quarters and raise de darkies, den dey cum long wid us, and we 'proach dat ole house like Gin'ral Jackson when he took London out dar. What more d'ye want---ain't that proof enough? George. Is it on such evidence you'd hang a human being? He is sitting on on my prize! Let me hide them till I teach my heart. Scud. side.---A table and chairs,R.C. Gracediscovered sitting at breakfast-table with Children. Pete. I don't think you capable of anything else than---. You got four of dem dishes ready. Go outside, there; listen to what you hear, then go down to the quarters and tell the boys, for I can't do it. What was her name? Scud. Ah! What, sar? Yah! drop dat banana! It ain't no use now; you got to gib it up! If you haven't spoiled her, I fear I have. 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. Mrs. P.The child was a favorite of the judge, who encouraged his gambols. M'Closky. O, I have not spoiled that anyhow. What court of law would receive such evidence? [*To*Wahnotee.] Where's that man from Mobile that wanted to give one hundred and eighty thousand? Work, Zoe, is the salt that gives savor to life. Scud. Judge, you can raise the hull on mortgage---going for half its value. O! 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!". Since this letter would allow Mrs. Peyton to avoid selling Terrebonne, McClosky kills Paul and takes the letter. Franco Harris, You have to let it go. What's come ob de child? Let me relate you the worst cases. Just click the "Edit page" button at the bottom of the page or learn more in the Quotes submission guide. Zoe. Top, you varmin! Share with your friends. 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. Hee! Sunnyside, Pointdexter, Jackson, Peyton; here it is---the Liverpool post-mark, sure enough!---[Opens letter---reads.] clar out! Scud. Is my plantation at Comptableau worth this? Zoe, they shall not take you from us while I live. Zoe. Shan't I! Jackson. Darn that girl; she makes me quiver when I think of her; she's took me for all I'm worth. See here---there's a small freight of turpentine in the fore hold there, and one of the barrels leaks; a spark from your engines might set the ship on fire, and you'd go with it. Providence has chosen your executioner. Buy me, Mas'r Ratts, do buy me, sar? Ha! Why don't he speak?---I mean, you feared I might not give you credit for sincere and pure feelings. Is not Dora worth any man's---. 49, Paul, a quadroon boy, aged thirteen. he is here. Wahnotee? [On sofa,C.] George---where---where---, Zoe. The Steamer moves off---fire kept up---M'Closky*re-enters,*R.,*swimming on.*. for, darn me, if I can find out. They do not notice Zoe.---[Aloud.] The devil I am! Dora, you are right. That Indian is a nuisance. Brian Tracy, How you look at a situation is very important, for how you think about a problem may defeat you before you ever do anything about it. George. [Throws mail bags down and sits on them,L. C.] Pret, now den go. M'Closky. Scud. Hold on now! Synopsis. George. Why, because I love Zoe, too, and I couldn't take that young feller from her; and she's jist living on the sight of him, as I saw her do; and they so happy in spite of this yer misery around them, and they reproachin' themselves with not feeling as they ought. 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. I'd be darned glad if somebody would tear my past life away from me. Point. he must not see me. Alas! [Makes sign thatPaulwas killed by a blow on the head.]. I dare say you left at least a dozen beloved women there, at the same time. Paul. Here's a pictur' for a civilized community to afford; yonder, a poor, ignorant savage, and round him a circle of hearts, white with revenge and hate, thirsting for his blood; you call yourselves judges---you ain't---you're a jury of executioners. Scud. 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. Mrs. P.No, George; say you wept like a man. George. He confesses it; the Indian got drunk, quarreled with him, and killed him. Dora. For ten years his letters came every quarter-day, with a remittance and a word of advice in his formal cavalier style; and then a joke in the postscript, that upset the dignity of the foregoing. He wanted to know what furniture she had in her bedroom, the dresses she wore, the people she knew; even his physical desire for her gave way to a deeper yearning, a boundless, aching curiosity. He plans to buy her and make her his mistress. You heard him say it was hopeless. Have I slept upon the benefits I received, and never saw, never felt, never knew that I was forgetful and ungrateful? Scud. [Pours out.] Only three of his plays were to have an American setting, The Octoroon is one of these. Minnie, fan me, it is so nice---and his clothes are French, ain't they? [falls on her knees, with her face in her hands] no---no master, but one. Scud. 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. O! He sleeps---no; I see a light. Bah! Gain full access to show guides, character breakdowns, auditions, monologues and more! No, it won't; we have confessed to Dora that we love each other. How would you like to rule the house of the richest planter on Atchafalaya---eh? You say the proceeds of the sale will not cover his debts. George. At college they said I was a fool---I must be. Grace. [Rising.] He gone down to de landing last night wid Mas'r Scudder; not come back since---kint make it out. Burn, burn! You've made me cry, then, and I hate you both! I felt it---and how she can love! Am I late? O, here, do you know what annuity the old judge left you is worth to-day? He looked in to see what stopped it, and pulled out a big mortgage. He has a strange way of showing it. Sign up today to unlock amazing theatre resources and opportunities. European, I suppose. [George*tries to regain his gun;Wahnoteerefuses to give it up;Paul,quietly takes it from him and remonstrates with him.*]. Dido. If she could not accept me, who could? Not lawful---no---but I am going to where there is no law---where there is only justice. The men leave to fetch the authorities, but McClosky escapes. M'Closky. [L.] Let the old darkey alone---eight hundred for that boy. George. Hillo! If even Asian women saw the men of their own blood as less than other men, what was the use in arguing otherwise? Dat's right, missus! Well, that has come out clear, ain't it? he tinks it's a gun. *Enter*Wahnotee,R.;they are all about to rush on him. What's the matter, Ratts? Top a bit! Then I'd like to hire a lady to go to auction and buy my hands. I give him back the liberty he bestowed upon me; for I can never repay him the love he bore his poor Octoroon child, on whose breast his last sigh was drawn, into whose eyes he looked with the last gaze of affection. Why you speak so wild? Do you want me to stop here and bid for it? O, Zoe! Yes, ma'am, I hold a mortgage over Terrebonne; mine's a ninth, and pretty near covers all the property, except the slaves. Point. It's a good drink to see her come into the cotton fields---the niggers get fresh on the sight of her. Look there, jurymen. Scudder insists that they hold a trial, and the men search for evidence. [Aside to Sunnyside.] 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. Something forcing its way through the undergrowth---it comes this way---it's either a bear or a runaway nigger. you seen dem big tears in his eyes. Ratts. Tableaux.*. [*Seeing*Dora.] Thib. Act II Summary. Scud. O, why did he speak to me at all then? Ah! Ratts. Never, aunt! [*Points down, and shows by pantomime how he buried*Paul.]. Tullian Tchividjian. Could you see the roots of my hair you would see the same dark, fatal mark. what will become of her when I am gone? George. 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. Now, Mr. George, between the two overseers, you and that good old lady have come to the ground; that is the state of things, just as near as I can fix it. I don't know, but I feel it's death! [Sits. M'Closky. Git away dere! Stop! Ain't he! Ratts. Here you are, in the very attitude of your crime! Ratts. Dem debils. Stand around and let me pass---room thar! (p. 221) Daniel J. Siegel. At New Orleans, they said, "She's pretty, very pretty, but no brains." Jacob McClosky, the man who ruined Judge Peyton, has come to inform George and his aunt (who was bequeathed a life interest in the estate) that their land will be sold and their slaves auctioned off separately. I'll take back my bid, Colonel. [Aside to Pete.] You can bet I'm going to make this . why were you not my son---you are so like my dear husband. The machine can't err---you may mistake your phiz but the apparatus don't." Look! I think we may begin business. No; but I loved you so, I could not bear my fate; and then I stood your heart and hers. They owed him over fifty thousand dollars. Scud. Lafouche. Evidence! Zoe. I'll have her, if it costs me my life! [Seizing a fly whisk.] Hillo! The first lot on here is the estate in block, with its sugar-houses, stock, machines, implements, good dwelling-houses and furniture. Yes, I'm here, somewhere, interferin'. Scud. My father gives me freedom---at least he thought so. "Ma'am," says I, "the apparatus can't mistake." This is your own house; we are under your uncle's roof; recollect yourself. M'Closky. Was dat?---a cry out dar in de swamp---dar agin! [*With-draws slide, turns and sees*Paul.] Paul. He and Zoe admit to their love of each other; a heartbroken Dora leaves. Here 'tis---now you give one timble-full---dat's nuff. So we believe; and so mad are the folks around, if they catch the red-skin they'll lynch him sure. Dis way, gen'l'men; now Solon---Grace---dey's hot and tirsty---sangaree, brandy, rum. 2, the yellow girl Grace, with two children---Saul, aged four, and Victoria five." Zoe. go on. Haven't you worked like a horse? Do not weep, George. I must be going---it is late. [Sighing.] Is that you, Mr. Overseer? Dion Boucicault. [Minnie runs off.] Zoe. Yes; you was the first to hail Judge Lynch. George says he can "overcome the obstacle" (43), but Zoe protests that they cannot be together. [Solon goes down and stands behind Ratts.] 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. [To the men.] That's just what you must do, and do it at once, or it will be too late. Join StageAgent today and unlock amazing theatre resources and opportunities. 4, the Octoroon girl, Zoe.". [Sits,R.], Dora. two forms! Last night I overheard you weeping in your room, and you said, "I'd rather see her dead than so! Grace (a Yellow Girl, a Slave) Miss Gimber Dido (the Cook, a Slave) Mrs. Dunn. Mrs. P.Zoe, dear, I'm glad to see you more calm this morning. [Pete goes down.] To-morrow they'll bloom the same---all will be here as now, and I shall be cold. O! I'm afraid they must be right; I can't understand a word of all this. As they exit,M'Closkyrises from behind rock,R.,*and looks after them. Lafouche. blaze away! Pete. "Judgment, 40,000, 'Thibodeaux against Peyton,'"---surely, that is the judgment under which this estate is now advertised for sale---[takes up paper and examines it]; yes, "Thibodeaux against Peyton, 1838." We are catching fire forward; quick, set free from the shore. McClosky, however, outbids her for Zoe; George is restrained from attacking him by his friends. The child---'tis he! twit him on his silence and abstraction---I'm sure it's plain enough, for he has not spoken two words to me all the day; then joke round the subject, and at last speak out. George. Pete. EnterSolon*andDidowith coffee-pot, dishes, &c.,*R.U.E. Dido. here's a bit of leather; [draws out mail-bags] the mail-bags that were lost! De time he gone just 'bout enough to cook dat dish plate. Make bacon of me, you young whelp. "I'm afraid to die; yet I am more afraid to live," Zoe says, asking Dido to "protect me from that mando let me die without pain" (70). Come, Mrs. Peyton, take my arm. O! black as nigger; clar as ice. *, M'Olosky. I thought I heard the sound of a paddle in the water. Zoe. George. 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. Didn't I? What you's gwine to do, missey? I will! Well, you wrong me. M'Closky. Between us we've ruined these Peytons; you fired the judge, and I finished off the widow. Dora. Sign that receipt, captain, and save me going up to the clerk. Darn it, when I see a woman in trouble, I feel like selling the skin off my back. [*ExitScudderand*Mrs. Peyton,R.U.E. George. Sunny. My home, my home! Ratts. Point. Brightness will return amongst you. Mrs. P.Sellyourself, George! George. Death was there beside me, and I dared not take it. It's a shame to allow that young cub to run over the Swamps and woods, hunting and fishing his life away instead of hoeing cane. Ah, George, our race has at least one virtue---it knows how to suffer! Go on, Colonel. I'm afraid to die; yet I am more afraid to live. I see my little Nimrod yonder, with his Indian companion. M'Closky. Scud. We've had talk enough; now for proof. The judge drew money like Bourbon whiskey from a barrel, and never turned off the tap. Bless'ee, Missey Zoe, here it be. It's no use you putting on airs; I ain't gwine to sit up wid you all night and you drunk. ---Cane-brake Bayou.---Bank,C.---Triangle Fire,R. C.---Canoe,C.---M'Closky*discovered asleep. [Advances.] Scud. Hugh vieu. He stood gazing in wonder at her work-basket as if it was something extraordinary. I guess he ain't left home yet, Colonel. Top Boucicault The Octoroon Quotes. Ratts. Tousand dollars, Massa Thibodeaux. Paul. EnterZoe,L.U.E.,very pale, and stands on table.---M'Closkyhitherto has taken no interest in the sale, now turns his chair. The word Octoroon signifies "one-eighth blood" or the child of a Quadroon by a white. Now, take care what you do. M'Closky. [Pause.] I left my loves and my creditors equally inconsolable. Of course not, you little fool; no one ever made love to you, and you can't understand; I mean, that George knows I am an heiress; my fortune would release this estate from debt. Make an argument for each side of the slavery argument here, analyzing how the play could be read as both anti- and pro-slavery. M'Closky. Point. [Sits,R. C.]. Poor little Paul---poor little nigger! But out it flew, free for everybody or anybody to beg, borrow, or steal. I left that siren city as I would have left a beloved woman. Sunny. Mrs. P.[R.] No, George; your uncle said to me with his dying breath, "Nellie, never leave Terrebonne," and I never will leave it, till the law compels me. this infernal letter would have saved all. [Re-enters from boat.] I hate 'em. Zoe. A draft for eighty-five thousand dollars, and credit on Palisse and Co., of New Orleans, for the balance. Cum, for de pride of de family, let every darky look his best for the judge's sake---dat ole man so good to us, and dat ole woman---so dem strangers from New Orleans shall say, Dem's happy darkies, dem's a fine set of niggars; every one say when he's sold, "Lor' bless dis yer family I'm gwine out of, and send me as good a home.". there again!---no; it was only the wind over the canes. I didn't know whether they are completely honest. [Aside.] Dora. At the time the judge executed those free papers to his infant slave, a judgment stood recorded against him; while that was on record he had no right to make away with his property. M'Closky. Mrs. Pey. The men accuse Wahnotee of the murder, and McClosky calls for him to be lynched. That's a challenge to begin a description of my feminine adventures. George, George, your words take away my breath! Zoe. I bid seven thousand, which is the last dollar this family possesses. Glendon Swarthout, Never believe in any faith younger than you are." ], M'Closky. 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. He's yours, Captain Ratts, Magnolia steamer. I feel so big with joy, creation ain't wide enough to hold me. Whar's de coffee? Zoe. that he isn't to go on fooling in his slow---. 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. When the play was performed in England it was given a happy ending, in which the mixed-race couple are united. M'Closky. M'Closky. M'Closky. Scud. Scud. The sheriff from New Orleans has taken possession---Terrebonne is in the hands of the law. Ratts. E. Paul. We got the horses saddled, and galloped down the shell road over the Piney Patch; then coasting the Bayou Lake, we crossed the long swamps, by Paul's Path, and so came home again. Zoe. [Wahnotee*rushes on, and at*M'Closky,L.H.]. One thousand bid. this letter the old lady expects---that's it; let me only head off that letter, and Terrebonne will be sold before they can recover it. Zoe (an Octoroon Girl, free, the Natural Child of the late Judge by a Quadroon Slave) Mrs. J. H. Allen. 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! Yes! "Ma'am, your nose drawed it. Scud. Give us evidence. George. Who is it? I won't hear a word! Salem Scudder, a kind Yankee, was Judge Peyton's business partner; though he wishes he could save Terrebonne, he has no money. Mrs. P.I expect an important letter from Liverpool; away with you, Paul; bring the mail-bags here. Yes, missus. It contains elements of Romanticism and melodrama. Gentlemen, we are all acquainted with the circumstances of this girl's position, and I feel sure that no one here will oppose the family who desires to redeem the child of our esteemed and noble friend, the late Judge Peyton. His new cotton gins broke down, the steam sugar-mills burst up, until he finished off with his folly what Mr. M'Closky with his knavery began. you stan' dar, I see you Ta demine usti. Let me be sold then, that I may free his name. Why, Dora, what's the matter? Thank ye; thank ye. Zoe, what have I said to wound you? Mr. Scudder, good morning. You are right, sir; though I shrank from expressing that opinion in her presence, so bluntly. He is said to have "combined sentiment, wit and local colour with sensational and spectacular endings" (Nova). And dar's de 'paratus---O, gosh, if I could take a likeness ob dis child! What! Isn't he sweet! that'll save her. "But, mister, that ain't my nose." 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