Irish Sketch in One Scene.
BY WARD WOOD.
CHARACTERS.
Bernard McFlynn.
Landlord.
Ellen McFlynn.
Policeman.
Interior of kitchen furnished poorly. Stove C. Baby in cradle, L. Wash tub, L. C. Table and chairs R. Ellen discovered at wash tub.
Ellen. Bad luck to the day I ever left my home and married Bernard McFlynn; sure he’s not done a stitch of work for nine years, and it’s only by me scrubbing my hands off at this wash tub that we’re able to live at all, at all. [Baby cries; goes to cradle and rocks.] There—there, that’s a foine boy; don’t cry, darling—that’s the lad who will be an honor to me. [Looks at baby.] Sure and he’s the image of John Morrissey, and who knows but that he’ll be an Alderman yet. [Returns to tub.] Sure and didn’t Mrs. Moriarity’s son, Shamus, get a position on the horse cars, and he wasn’t named after John Morrissey either. Well, as the blind man said: “We’ll see what we’ll see.”
[Enter Bernard McFlynn, C. D.]
[Takes off coat and hat, hands them to Ellen.
Ber. Mrs. Elenore McFlynn, would you be so precipitate as to remove this ulster and get me my dressing-gown and slippers; I have business to attend to.
Ellen. Sure and I think it’s time you had; it’s been nine years since you did attend to any.