Canadian Plays from Hart House Theatre: Brothers in arms, by Merrill Denison. The weather breeder, by Merrill Denison. Pierre, by D.C. Scott. The point of view, by H. Borsook. The second lie, by I.E. MacKay. Balm, by Merrill Denison. The translation of John Snaith, by Britton CookeVincent Massey Macmillan Company of Canada Limited, 1926 - Canadian drama |
Common terms and phrases
aint ALTER Altrus Aunt better boat boom BROWNE BUDCHUN capsule CARRIE CHAIM chair CHANEH CHARLIE cheerful child comes CRIPPS damn dear doctor door DOROTHEA EDDY enters ETTL figger fool foot gettin girl goes goin Golden Quill hand Hart House Theatre head lads hear heard HESTER HUGH HYMIE Indian Point ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY IZZIE JANE John Snaith Kaladar KATE kinda laugh LEVI Listen LIZE LIZZIE look MACBETH MADAME DUROCHER MADELEINE mamma married MARTIN MASON Mazeltov MERRILL DENISON MISS GREYTH MISS SMYTHE mother MURL never night nothin Olivine opens pause PÈRE LADUCEUR PIERRE quiet RABBI ROBIN SHEILA smile SORKE speak stand talk tell there's THÉRÈSE They's thing thought to-night Treleaven turns UMINIE VINCENT MASSEY voice watch weather breeders wedding What's window woman
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Page 119 - Soon may there be heard in the cities of Judah and in the streets of Jerusalem the voice of joy and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride, the jubilant voices of bridegrooms from their canopies and of youths from their feasts of song.
Page 119 - Soon may there be heard in the cities of Judah, and in the streets of Jerusalem, the voice of joy and gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride, the jubilant voice of bridegrooms from their canopies, and of youths from their feasts of song. Blessed art thou, O Lord, who makest the bridegroom to rejoice with the bride.
Page 4 - I'm just dying to see one of those hunters. They must be such big, fine, simple men, living so close to nature all the time. Browne. — I'd like to see the one that drove us up. He'd do me. Dorothea. — Why, Altrus, he was only a common taxidriver. I mean one of those coureurs-du-bois. One of those romantic figures we've read of in books about Canada. And we've seen them in the movies. Browne. — Taken in California, probably. (half to himself) If it took us five hours to drive up to the MacDougal's...
Page 7 - SYD into innumerable roles in fiction.) SYD. Oh, he is, eh? (Filling his pipe.) Kinda dark in here. (Looks around.) A feller might have a bit of light. (Gets up and prowls around.) They was a lantrun some place around here with the chimley cracked. BROWNE (impatiently and imperiously). Never mind the lantern. We'll only be here a few moments, anyway. SYD (still searching under the beds). Won't do no harm to have a bit of light. (Finds the lantern and lights it. The globe is so sooty that just a glimmer...
Page 46 - But, Mr. Hawley, you don't seem to appreciate your own loss. You're going crazy, man. John. — Oh, no I aint. And even if I was I'll wager none of you lads'll ever tell me I don't know what kind of a day it is again.
Page 30 - I'll say to him, I'll say, lookut. You aint the only one around here that's gettin sour. (He turns toward the door and opens it quickly and angrily and takes a step to go out but runs into Levi who is coming in. Levi, a young back country lad, is hot and tired as Jim was and immensely cheerful.) Levi. — Look out, Jim. Holy, old Lincoln but she's a great day, aint she? I never seen such weather. (he turns to the bucket) There aint been a cloud in the sky for three weeks'n she's gettin on for the...
Page 47 - The two men step out and it is noticed, through the open door that the outside is much brighter again. JOHN: How don't it help you and Jim? LIZE: How can we get married now when you said you wouldn't let us till Jim'd sold his shares in the grain. There aint any grain to sell,, now. It'll be another six months at least. JIM: But that don't matter, of course, Lize. Your paw's havin such a good time outen this here storm. You oughta be happy he's cheered up. He'd been hell to live with all winter if...
Page 33 - JIM: Yes, Lize is right. You done nothin but grumble since we come up here and there aint been a thing wrong. There aint been a day we've had to stop work. Lookut today and you're kickin about the weather. What do you want? The sun to shine all night? JOHN: They's weather breeders, I tell you. We aint had a day since we come up here that wasn'ta weather breeder. Jest one damn day like this after another. All weather breeders. Trying to rise from his chair, angrily. And we'll pay for it. It aint natural...
Page 41 - There aint a thing. Anyways, the boys aint got time to do a thing before she breaks. Look at them clouds. They's as black as ink. They'll be more'n one house get struck by that storm. Oh, she's ararin. MURL: But, Mr. Hawley, your whole summer's work will go for nothing. The terrible labor you three have put in on this farm, plowing that hard clay and. . . . JOHN: Here comes the wind. I wonder where Jim is. I'd like to see his face when she breaks. Tellin me they wasn't weather breeders.
Page 47 - You give us all a pain sittin there sour'n last year's milk for three weeks not able to enjoy a day and then comes along a cloud burst and you act like somebody's give you a free trip and your board to the Toronto fair. How'd you like to be figgerin...