M'Closky. Yonder is the boy—now is my time! What's he doing; is he asleep? [Advances.] He is sitting on on my prize! darn his carcass! I'll clear him off there—he'll never know what stunned him. [Takes Indian's tomahawk and steals to Paul.]
Paul. Dam dat Injiun! is dat him creeping dar? I daren't move fear to spile myself. [M'Closky strikes him on the head—he falls dead.]
M'Closky. Hooraw! the bags are mine—now for it!—[Opens mail-bags.] What's here? Sunnyside, Pointdexter, Jackson, Peyton; here it is—the Liverpool post-mark, sure enough!—[Opens letter—reads.] "Madam, we are instructed by the firm of Mason and Co., to inform you that a dividend of forty per cent, is payable on the 1st proximo, this amount in consideration of position, they send herewith, and you will find enclosed by draft to your order, on the Bank of Louisiana, which please acknowledge—the balance will be paid in full, with interest, in three, six, and nine months—your drafts on Mason Brothers at those dates will be accepted by La Palisse and Compagnie, N. O., so that you may command immediate use of the whole amount at once, if required. Yours, &c, James Brown." What a find! this infernal letter would have saved all. [During the reading of letter he remains nearly motionless under the focus of the camera.] But now I guess it will arrive too late—these darned U. S. mails are to blame. The injiun! he must not see me.
[Exit rapidly, L.
[Wahnotee runs on, pulls down apron—sees Paul, lying on ground— speaks to him—thinks he's shamming sleep—gesticulates and jabbers— goes to him—moves him with feet, then kneels down to rouse him—to his horror finds him dead—expresses great grief—raises his eyes— they fall upon the camera—rises with savage growl, seizes tomahawk and smashes camera to pieces, then goes to Paul—expresses grief, sorrow, and fondness, and takes him in his arms to carry him away.— Tableau.]
END OF THE SECOND ACT.
[ACT III.]
A Room in Mrs. Peyton's house; entrances, R. U. E. and L. U. E.—An Auction Bill stuck up, L.—chairs, C., and tables, R. and L.
Solon and Grace discovered.
Pete. [Outside, R. U. E.] Dis way—dis way.