New Irish Comedies

New Irish Comedies

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Title: New Irish Comedies
Author: Lady Augusta Gregory
Release Date: March 28, 2004 [EBook #11749]
Language: English
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COMEDIES ***

Produced by Juliet Sutherland and Robert Prince

New Comedies
By Lady Gregory
The Bogie Men--The Full Moon--Coats Darmer's Gold--McDonough's
Wife
COPYRIGHT 1913 BY LADY GREGORY
TO THE RT. HON. W.F. BAILEY COUNSELLOR, PEACEMAKER,
FRIEND
ABBEY THEATRE, 1913.

CONTENTS
THE BOGIE MEN THE FULL MOON COATS DAMER'S GOLD

MCDONOUGH'S WIFE NOTES

THE BOGIE MEN
PERSONS
_Taig O'Harragha_ | BOTH CHIMNEY Darby Melody | SWEEPS

THE BOGIE MEN
_Scene: A Shed near where a coach stops. Darby comes in. Has a tin
can of water in one hand, a sweep's bag and brush in the other. He lays
down bag on an empty box and puts can on the floor. Is taking a showy
suit of clothes out of bag and admiring them and is about to put them
on when he hears some one coming and hurriedly puts them back into
the bag_.
_Taig: (At door.)_ God save all here!
_Darby:_ God save you. A sweep is it? _(Suspiciously.)_ What brought
you following me?
_Taig:_ Why wouldn't I be a sweep as good as yourself?
_Darby:_ It is not one of my own trade I came looking to meet with. It
is a shelter I was searching out, where I could put on a decent
appearance, rinsing my head and my features in a tin can of water.
_Taig:_ Is it long till the coach will be passing by the cross-road
beyond?
_Darby:_ Within about a half an hour they were telling me.
_Taig:_ There does be much people travelling to this place?
_Darby:_ I suppose there might, and it being the high road from the
town of Ennis.
_Taig:_ It should be in this town you follow your trade?
_Darby:_ It is not in the towns I do be.
_Taig:_ There's nothing but the towns, since the farmers in the country
clear out their own chimneys with a bush under and a bush overhead.
_Darby:_ I travel only gentlemen's houses.
_Taig:_ There does be more of company in the streets than you'd find
on the bare road.
_Darby:_ It isn't easy get company for a person has but two empty
hands.
_Taig:_ Wealth to be in the family it is all one nearly with having a

grip of it in your own palm.
_Darby:_ I wish to the Lord it was the one thing.
_Taig:_ You to know what I know--
_Darby:_ What is it that you know?
_Taig:_ It is dealing out cards through the night time I will be from this
out, and making bets on racehorses and fighting-cocks through all the
hours of the day.
_Darby:_ I would sooner to be sleeping in feathers and to do no hand's
turn at all, day or night.
_Taig:_ If I came paddling along through every place this day and the
road hard under my feet, it is likely I will have my choice way leaving
it.
_Darby:_ How is that now?
_Taig:_ A horse maybe and a car or two horses, or maybe to go in the
coach, and I myself sitting alongside the man came in it.
_Darby:_ Is it that he is taking you into his service?
_Taig:_ Not at all! And I being of his own family and his blood.
_Darby:_ Of his blood now?
_Taig:_ A relation I have, that is full up of money and of every whole
thing.
_Darby:_ A relation?
_Taig:_ A first cousin, by the side of the mother.
_Darby:_ Well, I am not without having a first cousin of my own.
_Taig:_ I wouldn't think he'd be much. To be listening to my mother
giving out a report of my one's ways, you would maybe believe it is no
empty skin of a man he is.
_Darby:_ My own mother was not without giving out a report of my
man's ways.
_Taig:_ Did she see him?
_Darby:_ She did, I suppose, or the thing was near him. She never was
tired talking of him.
_Taig:_ It is often my own mother would have Dermot pictured to
myself.
_Darby:_ It is often the likeness of Timothy was laid down to me by
the teaching of my mother's mouth, since I was able to walk the floor.
She thought the whole world of him.
_Taig:_ A bright