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PAGE 7

Washington Crossing the Delaware
by [?]


RALL

Here you are–let me have that bill–

(

rattle of paper

)
Twenty-one in good condition, signed–Rall.
There you are. Hope you find the other one.


HONEYMAN

Thankee–where’s that road off to the left go?


RALL

That–oh, that’s the river road.


HONEYMAN

I cal’ate the critter musta gone that way.


RALL

Better keep a sharp lookout if you go down that way.


HONEYMAN

Eh? What fer?


RALL

Some o’ those ragamuffin rebels might be
on this side of the river.


HONEYMAN

Pshaw now–ye don’t say!
They come across the river, do they?


RALL

Yes, once in a while. But they don’t dare bother us.
But they might pick up a civilian.


HONEYMAN

Oh, I cal’ate I kin take keer o’ myself.
I got my whip and this halter.


RALL

(

laughing

)

That ought to be enough to scare ’em away from you!


HONEYMAN

(

going

)

They’ll figger I’m the hangman come out to git
’em–fetchin’ my halter along!

(

he and

RALL

laugh

)


ANNOUNCER

So Honeyman started down the river road, cracking his whip and swinging his halter. A couple of miles down the road, four Continental soldiers were in hiding. They had been sent out with instructions to pick up a prisoner, if possible, and bring him into Washington’s headquarters for the purpose of securing information. As Honeyman drew near their place of hiding in the brush alongside the river road, the men heard the snapping of his whip. (

crack of whip

)


CORPORAL

(

low

)

What’s that?


SOLDIER

Don’t know, sounds funny. See anything, Corporal?


CORPORAL

There, I see him! Huh, it’s just a farmer crackin’ his driving whip.


SOLDIER

Yah, I see him. What’s he got in his other hand?


CORPORAL

Looks like a piece o’ rope.


SOLDIER

A halter! Look, Corporal!


CORPORAL

Yep. A halter. Well, no use stoppin’ him. Lie low.
We want to get one o’ them Hessians.
By George, though, I’d like to have that whip.


SOLDIER

What for?


CORPORAL

To use on the Hessians we’re goin’ to git!


SOLDIER

You bet. Them mercenaries ought to be whipped out
o’ the country! Shootin’s too good for ’em–we’d ought to–


CORPORAL

Sh! He’s gettin’ closer.


SOLDIER

Say! I know that fellow.


CORPORAL

Yah? What about it? Keep quiet, I said!


SOLDIER

No! Listen, Corporal, we got to capture him.


CORPORAL

Why?


SOLDIER

The General issued orders about him.


CORPORAL

Who is he?


SOLDIER

Honeyman!


CORPORAL

Honeyman the Tory?


SOLDIER

That’s who it is. Let’s grab him.


CORPORAL

Men!

(

several voices respond

)
We’re going to take this fellow. All right now–lie
low–and when I give the signal, jump!


HONEYMAN

(

off, coming in

)

So-o-o, boss–where’s that dang critter gone to?
I cal’ate mebbe–


CORPORAL

Halt! Get him boys!


HONEYMAN

Say! What’s the matter–what ye doin’!


ALL

Come on! Grab him! Get hold of him there!
Down with him!

(

etc.

)


HONEYMAN

(

at same time

)