Read The Mandie Collection Online
Authors: Lois Gladys Leppard
Tags: #Children’s stories, #North Carolina—History—20th century—Fiction, #Orphans—Fiction, #Christian life—Fiction, #Family life—North Carolina—Fiction, #American, #JUV033010, #JUV033000, #Mystery and detective stories
THE SCENE: | The kitchen in the Shaws’ house. Two windows upstage center near an iron cookstove, woodbox beside it. A sink to the left upstage. A long table with several chairs stands near center stage. Door to right. Same afternoon. |
AT CURTAIN: | Aunt Lou is standing in the middle of the floor supervising Liza and Jenny the cook as they prepare food on the stove. Abraham is arranging wood in the woodbox. They all stop to look as Mandie, Celia, and Mollie enter through the door at the right. Snowball follows. |
AUNT LOU:
(Walking toward Mollie with her arms out to hug her.)
Here’s dat lil’ angel from Ireland.
MOLLIE:
(Frowning at her.)
I don’t be no angel. Mollie I be.
AUNT LOU:
(Bending down to look at her.)
I knows you ain’t no real angel. Come to Aunt Lou.
MOLLIE:
(Allowing Aunt Lou to embrace her.)
Will you be me aunt? Celia and her mither they look and look for me aunt and don’t find her. Will you be me aunt?
(Looking up into Aunt Lou’s smiling face.)
AUNT LOU: ’Course I’ll be yo’ aunt. Now you jes’ call me Aunt Lou and I’ll be proud to be yo’ aunt.
MOLLIE:
(Staring at Aunt Lou.)
Do ye be needin’ a pot o’ gold then?
AUNT LOU:
(Glancing at Mandie with a puzzled look.)
A pot of gold? Now whut would I do wid a pot of gold? I don’t need no gold.
MOLLIE:
(Looking at Mandie.)
Then I don’t be havin’ to take his pot o’ gold when I find a leprechaun.
(Aunt Lou straightens up to look at Mandie.)
(Mollie holds on to Aunt Lou’s big white apron.)
MANDIE: Oh, Aunt Lou, it’s all so confusing. Mollie needs a teacher, and I think you’d be better at that than I am. She just doesn’t understand anything I try to explain. Please say you’ll help.
AUNT LOU: Liza done told me whut was said in de parlor a while ago. I’ll see whut I kin do. Aftuh while, dat is. Right now we’se got to git supper done.
(Turning to Mollie and patting Mollie’s head.)
Now I’ll be yo’ aunt, but you’s got to go back to de parlor so I kin git dis heah food cooked, you heah?
MOLLIE:
(Looking up at Aunt Lou as she pulls on Aunt Lou’s apron.)
If I be goin’ back to the parlor, ye won’t go ’way some place, will ye? Will ye, I say?
AUNT LOU: No, no, I won’t be goin’ no place.
(She pulls her apron out of Mollie’s hand.)
I stays right heah in dis kitchen till I gits de supper on de table so you kin eat. Ain’t you hungry now?
(Moving toward the stove.)
MOLLIE: I may be a little hungry. What do ye be wantin’ me to do to pay fer it?
AUNT LOU: I be wantin’ you to go back to de parlor now.
MANDIE: Aunt Lou, she hasn’t met everyone else.
(Taking Mollie by the hand, she leads her over to Jenny and Abraham, who have been listening.)
Mollie, this is Jenny and her husband, Abraham. And you already know Liza over there.
ABRAHAM: Howdy, little missy.
JENNY: And you come all de way ’cross dat big ocean from Ireland.
MOLLIE: No, I come from Virginny with Celia and her mither. Before that I be in Ireland.
ABRAHAM: Ireland, where dey has leprechauns.
MANDIE:
(Taking a quick breath.)
Abraham, please don’t mention the word.
MOLLIE:
(Her blue eyes open wide.)
Leprechauns, ye say.
(Leaning toward Abraham she whispers.)
Do ye be havin’ leprechauns here, I say?
MANDIE:
(Rolling her eyes and shaking her head behind Mollie’s back and whispering.)
No.
ABRAHAM:
(Quickly to Mollie.)
Ain’t no sech thing as leprechauns in dis heah place. Only find dem in Ireland.
MANDIE:
(Under her breath.)
Oh no!
MOLLIE:
(Moving closer to Abraham.)
Will ye go to Ireland with me and hunt for leprechauns then? Will ye, I say?
ABRAHAM:
(Looking at Mandie as he quickly walks toward the back door.)
One o’ dese days we’ll do jes’ dat. Right now I has to git de wood fo’ de stove.
(He exits through the door.)
MOLLIE:
(Calling after Abraham.)
One day soon we be goin’ to Ireland then.
(Picking up Snowball, who has been sitting nearby.)
MANDIE: Come on, Mollie, we have to go back to the parlor so all these people can get supper done.
(Mandie walks toward the door.)
(Mollie, holding the cat, follows her.)
CELIA:
(Following Mandie.)
I can see where we’re going to have some interesting holidays this week.
MANDIE: I’m hoping Aunt Lou can make her understand what the holidays are all about.
CURTAIN
THE SCENE: | Same day, after supper. In the Shaws’ parlor. The lamp is lit on the table by the window. It is dark outside, seen through the window. |
AT CURTAIN: | Mandie and Celia are sitting on the settee talking. |
MANDIE: I wonder what kind of an errand Uncle John sent Mr. Jason on tonight. I heard them talking in the hallway after supper, and when they saw me they just shut up.
CELIA: It’s probably about some of your uncle’s business matters that don’t concern anyone else.
MANDIE: I’d still like to know where he sent him.
MOLLIE:
(Mollie comes running into the parlor. Aunt Lou walks in behind her, carrying a Bible. Excitedly she comes to stand in front of Mandie and Celia.)
Me aunt Lou has been readin’ a good book to me. It be all about these people called angels. They be like leprechauns. Not everybody kin see them.
AUNT LOU:
(Shaking her head as she looks at Mandie.)
I’ll keep tryin’, my chile. Mebbe sumthin’ will soak in after a while. Now I’m plumb wore out and I’m going to git some rest. Good night.
MANDIE: Thanks, Aunt Lou. Good night.
(Aunt Lou exits out the back door.)
MOLLIE:
(Still standing before Mandie and Celia.)
The angel people are all white, me aunt thinks. And sometimes they do good things, but there be one bad one that God didn’t like, and He threw him all the way down to where the Devil be. And he can’t iver come back to live with the good angel people because he’s been bad. But me aunt Lou thinks God won’t throw us down there for being bad if we be sorry. So when I be bad, all I have to do is be sorry, and I always be sorry when I be bad. Do ye be sorry when ye be bad, Mandie? Do ye, Celia? Do ye?
CELIA: Of course I am, Mollie.
MANDIE:
(Smiling at Mollie.)
Yes, I’m always sorry for being bad, but I try real hard not to be bad. And I always ask God to forgive me.
MOLLIE: Me aunt Lou said she would show me how to talk to God tomorrow when she reads me more of that book, because I don’t be knowin’ how to ask God to forgive me when I’ve been bad, and I need to know real soon just in case I be bad agin.
CELIA: Oh, Mollie, I’m sure Aunt Lou will be able to teach you about God.
(Snowball comes running into the room and goes to sit on the hearth.)
MOLLIE:
(Watching the cat.)
Mandie, do ye be thinkin’ Snowball might be a angel cat? He do be white.
MANDIE:
(Smiling.)
No, Mollie, he’s just a real live white cat.
MOLLIE:
(Sitting down on the floor.)
I think me tired.
MANDIE: And I think it’s bedtime. I’m going to let you sleep with me tonight, Mollie, since you are in a strange house.
MOLLIE:
(Frowning.)
This be a strange house?
MANDIE: It’s a different house from the one you’ve been living in, and you never have been here before, so I thought you might like to sleep with me.
MOLLIE: No, no, Mandie. I be wantin’ a whole big bed all by meself.
MANDIE: Then we will put you in the room next to mine. It has a door between, so if you change your mind you can always come in my room and get in the bed with me.
MOLLIE:
(Shaking her head.)
Oh, Mandie, ’tis afraid ye be thinkin’ I be. I sleep in a big bed by meself at Celia’s house, and I don’t be afraid.
CELIA: She’s definitely not afraid of the dark. She gets up sometimes in the middle of the night and wanders all over the house.
MANDIE:
(Looking at Mollie.)
That’s not allowed here, Mollie. You would wake people up if you go roaming around during the night, and I don’t think anybody would like that.
MOLLIE:
(Yawning.)
I do be sleepy.
MANDIE:
(Rising.)
All right, Mollie, we are going to bed. I believe everybody else has already done that. Come on.
(Celia rises and reaches a hand down to pull Mollie to her feet.)
MOLLIE:
(Quickly standing up.)
I not be asleep yit, Celia.
MANDIE: Off to bed we go.
(Mandie, Celia, and Mollie exit through the door.)
CURTAIN
THE SCENE: | Later that night, after midnight. In the Shaws’ parlor. It is dark. |
AT CURTAIN: | Mandie enters with a lighted lamp that illuminates the room. Celia comes in behind her through the door. |
MANDIE:
(Setting the lamp on the table and standing by the table.)
I just can’t imagine where Mollie could be. We’ve searched everywhere, and she’s just not here.
CELIA:
(Coming to stand by the table.)
I told you she gets up in the middle of the night and wanders all over the house. There’s no way to stop her that we can figure out.
MANDIE: Where does she go? Where do you find her?
CELIA: She does all kinds of things. Sometimes we find her eating food out of the icebox, and sometimes she’s curled up asleep in the parlor. We never know where to look for her.
MANDIE: Does she ever go outdoors?
CELIA: Not that we know of. But, Mandie, she couldn’t be outdoors right now because all the doors are locked.
(There is a loud metallic click and the sound of squeaky hinges.)
MANDIE:
(Looking at Celia.)
What was that?
CELIA:
(Moving closer to Mandie.)
Someone is coming in the front door.
MANDIE: Can’t be Mollie. Whoever it is has a key.
JASON BOND:
(Jason Bond suddenly looks into the parlor through the doorway.)
Just looking to see who had the lamp lit, whether I should put it out for the night.
MANDIE:
(Blowing out her breath.)
Oh, Mr. Jason, thank goodness it’s you.
JASON BOND: What are you two doing down here this time of night?
MANDIE: We’re looking for Mollie. She’s not in her bedroom. But where have you been this time of night, Mr. Jason?
JASON BOND: On an errand for your uncle. Now we probably ought to find that little girl. I’ll help y’all look for her.
MANDIE: We’ve already searched everywhere we can think of and we can’t find her.
JASON BOND: I’ll help y’all look, but let me just go to the kitchen first and get a bite to eat since I missed supper last night. I’ll be right back.
(Jason Bond exits through the door.)
MANDIE:
(Calling to Mr. Bond as she goes to sit on the settee.)
I’ll be here.
CELIA:
(Sitting beside Mandie.)
So will I.
MANDIE:
(Snowball comes into the room and Mandie picks him up in her lap.)
I’m hoping Mr. Jason will tell us where he’s been.
CELIA: Mandie, I don’t think he’s going to tell us a single thing. He didn’t explain anything when he told us he had been on an errand.
(Snowball suddenly jumps down from Mandie’s lap.)
MANDIE: Snowball, where are you going?
(As she watches him run across the floor, she happens to look at the window.)
Celia, look, look!
(Mandie rises and hurries over to the window.)
CELIA:
(Following Mandie.)
Mandie, what is it?
MANDIE:
(As she reaches the window, she points through the glass.)
There’s Mollie! She must have gone out through this window. See, she’s trying to open it and get back in. I’ll let her in through the front door.
(Celia continues to look through the window.)
(Mandie exits through the door to the hallway and can be heard offstage. There is the sound of a door being opened.)
MANDIE:
(Offstage.)
Mollie, get in this house! Where have you been?
(Sound offstage of door being closed.)
(Mollie rushes into the parlor through the door.)
MANDIE:
(Mandie follows.)
Mollie, you didn’t answer me. Where have you been?
MOLLIE:
(Going to stand near Celia.)
I be seein’ one of them angel people like me aunt Lou told me about. Me aunt Lou was right. They do be angel people, all white like she be sayin’. The angel people kin talk, too. But the angel people flew away while I be watchin’. All white and—
MANDIE:
(Grasping Mollie’s hand and leading her to the settee, where she sits down and pulls Mollie up beside her.)
Mollie, please be quiet a minute. I want to ask you some questions.
CELIA:
(Sitting next to them on the settee.)
Yes, we do.
MOLLIE:
(Jerking her hand out of Mandie’s.)
I be quiet if’n ye don’t be squeezin’ me hand.
(Flexing her fingers and pretending to be hurt.)
MANDIE:
(Quickly reaching to kiss Mollie’s hand.)
I’m sorry, Mollie. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Now let’s begin at the beginning. Where have you been? We’ve looked the house over for you, and it’s the middle of the night. We all need to be in bed and asleep.
MOLLIE:
(Looking up at Mandie.)
But, Mandie, I was in the bed, but this angel people—I really be sure it was a leprechaun angel, that it was—it came to me bed and asked me to follow it. So I—
CELIA: You must have been dreaming, Mollie. The house was all locked up and nobody could get in.
MOLLIE: Oh, but mistaken ye be. All the doors was locked, but this leprechaun angel showed me the way to that window over there. It was open, it was. And it says to me real softlike, “follow, follow,” and I follow. I be thinkin’ this leprechaun angel may be takin’ me to its pot o’ gold, so I go out the window—
CELIA: Where did you go when you went out the window, Mollie?
MOLLIE: There be a house back there with horses in it, there is. I be followin’ this leprechaun angel, and it went into this house, and I followed just like it told me, but then I couldn’t find it, I couldn’t. It went plumb away, bless Pat, plumb away, gone.
(Mollie shakes her head sadly.)
MANDIE: You were gone a long time, Mollie, because we have been searching the whole house for you and that took time.
MOLLIE: I be gone a long time because I be lookin’ to find the leprechaun angel, but that I could not do. I looked and looked and looked, in all the bushes and behind all the trees, but it went away, it did.
MANDIE:
(Watching Mollie’s face.)
What did this thing, or person, look like? Was it tall or short? A man or a woman? Did it say anything else to you?
MOLLIE: It was tall, taller than ye, Mandie. But I don’t be knowin’ what it might be lookin’ like ’cause it didn’t have a face. It was all covered up with white linen just like me mither made in Belfast Mill.
CELIA: Did it talk?
MOLLIE: It said nary a word to me but “follow, follow,” and so I followed, but it floated away, sure it did, and I looked and looked, and I could not find it. Why do ye be supposin’ it told me to follow it and then it would not let me find it agin?
(She looks puzzled.)
JASON BOND:
(Entering through the door to the hall.)
So you found her, did you?
MANDIE: No, not exactly. She had gone out through that window over there and was trying to get back inside, and we saw her.
JASON BOND: At least she’s back, safe and sound.
(Lowering his voice.)
You might try turning the key, you know, tonight.
(Making a motion to indicate locking the door.)
MANDIE: If I can figure out how to do that without a loud protest.
JASON BOND: Well, I believe it’s time for me to get a little sleep. Gotta get up early again in the morning.
(Starts toward the door.)
MANDIE: Mr. Jason, do you have to go on another errand for my uncle?
JASON BOND:
(Stopping to look back at Mandie.)
Now you know your uncle’s business is confidential and I can’t discuss it with anyone, so I think you shouldn’t worry your pretty little head over such things. And I also think you girls, all three of you, should crawl back in your beds and get some sleep. Otherwise y’all are going to be awfully sleepyheaded tomorrow. Night, night now.
(Jason Bond exits through the door to the hall.)
MANDIE:
(Rising from the settee.)
Guess we might as well. Come on, Mollie. We’re all going back to bed.
MOLLIE:
(Standing up.)
Are ye sure we must go to bed?
MANDIE: Yes, I am sure.
CELIA: And this time, Mollie, you must stay in your bed for the rest of the night.
MOLLIE: But what if the leprechaun angel comes back to see me and wants me to follow it?
MANDIE: Mollie, there is no such thing as a leprechaun angel.
MOLLIE: But, Mandie, I just told ye I saw one.
(Mollie follows Mandie to the door. Celia follows her.)
MANDIE: We’ll talk about that tomorrow. Right now we are all going to bed, and we are going to stay in our beds until it’s time to get up for breakfast.
CELIA:
(Stopping to point back to the lighted lamp.)
Do you want to leave it here?
MANDIE:
(Turning back and going toward the lamp.)
Y’all go ahead. I’ll put the lamp out.
(Celia and Mollie exit through the door.)
MANDIE:
(Mandie walks over to the lamp on the table and blows out the light. She starts to turn and leave the room when she quickly looks back out the window. To herself.)
What was that?
(She leans near the window to look outside.)
I thought I saw something out there.
(She keeps staring out the window and finally turns to leave the room.)
I must be imagining things after all the excitement tonight. There’s no such thing as a leprechaun angel. Bunch of malarkey!
CURTAIN