There’s Miss Keene in the wings.
The orchestra starts up; the audience sings:
Honor to our soldiers,
Our Nation’s greatest pride,
Who ’neath our Starry Banner’s folds,
Have fought, have bled and died.
They’re Nature’s noblest handiwork,
No king as proud as they.
God bless the heroes of the land,
And cheer them on their way.
Scene II. The White House.
Colfax
Oglesby
Lincoln
Lincoln
This for you, Colfax.
(Hands him a pass)
Come in at nine to-morrow.
I’m off soon for the theatre with my wife—
A little party. Grant was going too;
Has changed his mind, goes north with Mrs. Grant.
There’ll be an audience to see the hero
Of Appomatox.