A STAGE PLAY MUSICAL WRITTEN BY HISTORY ADOPTED FOR THE STAGE BY GERHARD SCHULZ MARIPOSA, CA. MUSIC BY GREG ROMERO and FRED CEBALLOS LYRICS BY GERHARD SCHULZ, GREG ROMERO and FRED CEBALLOS © 1997 All Rights ReservedSYNOPSIS
OPENING (The sound of a large waterfall is heard and a flute with geese overhead. The INTRO TO ODE TO YOSEMITE) CURTAIN RISES: (Location in the Yosemite valley floor with a painted valley in the background and in the foreground trees, pine, bushes, rocks. From stage left a young Indian woman - about 20 years old is dressed in a traditional deer hide dress with some beading. She has jet black hair, brown skin, and also is wearing high moccasin boots. She is searching. In her hand she holds a bow with an arrow ready to let fly. She does not notice the audience. Carefully she moves like a wolf on the prowl - ready to strike. Intro to the Ode to Yosemite continues. For two minutes this young Indian woman(young Lucy) moves across the stage. Slowly the light dims. Then when it is dark the curtain falls. Only the sound of the waterfall is audible to the audience until the orchestra starts with LUCY’ SONG. A specially arranged and written time 5+ minutes so there is time to change the set for the first scene. Then silence.) Act 1 Scene 1 Time: 1870’s Local: Hite’s Cove, Yosemite, South Fork of Merced River County of Mariposa, CA Curtain: (Inside Miner’s cabin. At stage left on the back wall a wooden strong box; on it a sitting, sleeping woman. It is Lucy an Indian women in her twenty’s. Center stage - table, chairs, two doors leading into other rooms of the cabin. Pictures on the wall, etc. seated on the chairs, and on the floor and about are men. They are miners. All are dressed in 1870’s clothing. All are sleeping. One by one they will awake, and get up and stretch themselves, and move into formation still yawning.) SONG: THE GOLD MINERS’ POLKA (It is played like a slow tune gramophone record at first, then, while the miners get ready - suddenly the orchestra starts. The miners will sing like a chorus the lyrics of the Gold Miners’ Polka. As they come to the end of the song, one by one they slowly leave the stage until only one is left. He realizes he is alone and when the music has finished, he bows to the audience a little embarrassed, and leaves the stage rather quickly whistling the polka tune.) (Gramophone record) (spoken)“Time to wake up to another day To make money to earn pay Drinking and dancing all night long Back to the mines but one more song (orchestra starts) (sing)What could be better than working for Hite Next thing you know we'll have to work all night We dig and toil the dust fills the air Miner's lung we'll get but we don't care 'Cause this is the life as we know it Nothing would be right if nothing's left And nothing would be left if nothing's right So we dance the Gold Miners Polka all night We get dirty we're tired and sore But every morning we go back for more Might not be perfect it don't mean a thing If when we're done we can't sing That this is the life as we know it Nothing would be right if nothing's left And nothing would be left if nothing's right So we dance the Gold Miners Polka all night Work could be worse if under the sun When we get hot enough we use our guns No double crossing no back stabbers please Just need our whiskey and something to squeeze Work hard all day play harder at night Us guys just wanna have fun Between you and me I think he's lost his mind All things Hite says and does doesn't seem to kind What he does to Lucy runs her in the ground Treats her like she's nothing from lost and found This is the life as we know it Nothing would be would be right if nothing's left And nothing would be left if nothing's right So we danced the Gold Miners Polka all night Yeah nothing would be left if nothing's right So we danced the Gold Miners Polka all night Yeah nothing would be left if nothing's right So we danced the Gold Miners Polka all night” (While the miner exits, and the applause has ended, life comes into the seated woman. She gets up and puts her rifle away - as suddenly outside, one can hear a shot being fired and an other one. Shocked, Lucy grabs her rifle pointing it to stage right(left) but silence - for a few seconds. She shakes her head and tries to put rifle on the cabin table now fully awaken.) SONG: WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME (Like dreaming - LUCY’S SOLO She’s walking toward one of the doors, turns to the audience.) Lucy: “What do you want from me and what do I have to be Before you see what’s inside my heart and what you mean to me I can not go on this way waiting every day My love is tall as the mountain and deep as the deepest sea Is my body all you want Is there nothing more to see There’s so much more that I’m looking for I want you to want all of me I want you to want all of me You’re the one I see in my dreams I hear your voice in the wind but your love of money doesn’t interest me I want you to love all of me I want you to love all of me” Lucy: “Why do I have to sit on a wooden crate filled with gold, which is not mine? (The bedroom door opens - Mr. Hite the owner of Hite’s Cove enters the stage - just getting his jacket on. Lucy silently helps him. Hite is about 45 years old, tall and handsome. A shot rings out and ricochets. Lucy jumps in front of him. Mr. Hite is not a brave man when it comes to guns. Hite is holding on to Lucy who tries to protect him.) Hite: “That’s all right Lucy, yes that’s all right. Those imprudent men out there better be sober soon. They have to go to work” (He steps aside to get back to his bedroom and turns his head.) Hite (in doorway) : “ Lucy, are you coming?” Lucy: “ No , Hite, not feel good now.” Hite: “Sorry to hear that” (offstage) Lucy: “ Me too Hite.” (Hite enters stage then turns back to the table and looks concerned at Lucy for a moment then he lays his hands gently on her shiny black hair.) Hite: “ Did I ever tell you, I am very fond of you?” (Lucy is surprised. She sits down on a chair. She does not believe what Hite just said.) Lucy: “ Is that all...Hite?” Hite: “No.... why don’t you come with me into my bedroom.. and stay a while...” Lucy: “ I stay too long already Hite. No more stay bedroom-no more. Going into mine-no more sitting on box filled with gold all night, no more Hite.” (Lucy gets up from the chair, walks over to the wood stove to put another log into it. She bends down so Hite can see what he likes to see.) Hite: “My goodness Lucy you are getting more beautiful with every day.” Lucy: “Been here long time Hite, you see now?” (She straightens herself out. Hite gets closer to her then...a knock at the door. Lucy is on the way to the door before Hite can touch her. Lucy opens the door.) Mine foreman (off stage) : “ Good morning Lucy, is Mr. Hite up yet?” Hite: “Yes Frank I am up, come in.” (Frank, a middle aged mine foreman comes in holding his hat in his hand, turning it nervously) Frank: “I am sure Mr. Hite you would want to know there was another shooting in store again sir.” Hite: “Yes I heard the shots frank. What is it this time? Fatal?” Frank: “I’m afraid so sir.” Hite: “What was it this time all about?” Frank: “Money, sir, money. Like most of the time, money.” (Hite nods his head.) SONG : EVIL MONEY Hite: “Not another day goes by when I stop and wonder why It could be the death of us all It seems I try to count the cost and even when it is all lost The smallest to the mighty take the fall Money evil money You tie a noose around our souls Money won't let go Works you to get pockets filled to see you dead to see you've killed It will be the only friend you need Leaves quicker than it took to get you'll get hurt but you can bet Like fire it burns longer than it feeds Money evil money You make us friends you make us foes Money won't let go It won't let go It won't let go Money evil evil money Lead me not where I know Money” Hite: “You may as well tell me the whole story.” Lucy: “ I am go my room- not want to listen!” (Hite nods his head. Lucy exits.) Frank: “Blagg and Coulter Mr. Hite.” (Frank is so nervous to speak to the big boss, he drops his hat and picks off floor) Frank: “Sorry, as I said Mr. Hite, Blagg and Coulter had difficulty to settle a money matter with John Hamilton and the former person. A fight was the consequence. Hamilton threw several beer tumblers at Bragg.....” (Lucy emerges from her room passing both men toward the stove and the coffee pot. She fills two cups with coffee while the two men watch her.) Frank: “ And Blagg struck him on the head a number of times with his six shooter.” (Lucy returns.) Lucy: “Here Mr. Frank, you need a drink.” Frank: “Don’t you have something stronger Lucy?” Lucy: “No, you not need strong drink.” (She hands him a tin cup.) Frank smiles: “Anyway thank you ma’am, I can use your coffee.” (He takes a sip and his face tells how it tastes) Frank continues: “ The latter then walked to the door when Coulter followed him out and shot him through the arm. Blagg returned the fire, the ball must have entered Coulter’s chest near the nipples and came out at back. The latter was mortally wounded and died in the dirt.” (Frank takes another sip from his cup) Hite: “ Get some men, take the body and bury him on the hill. Then tell Colonel Brown to send the former’s wages to his kin folks, wherever that may be.” Frank: “Yes sir, and Mrs. Hite I thank you for your warm coffee. I appreciate it ma’am.” (Frank gets up and leaves the stage.) Hite: “What some men do for 70 dollars a month...They kill each other-I will never understand that!” (Suddenly another shot echoes through Hite’s Cove. Lucy jumps to protect Hite. She stands in front of him. He gently moves her side so that he can get up from the table.) Hite: “I am going to Mrs. White’s to have breakfast now.” Lucy: “ No Hite, they maybe shoot you” Hite: “They wouldn’t dare Lucy.” (He leaves the stage . Lucy is going into the other room which should be her bedroom. She returns with her burden basket filled with her private things. A knock at the door again. Lucy gets a hold of her rifle and points it toward the cabin door) Lucy: “If you bad man come in, I have rifle and know how to use it.” (voice from off stage) : “And if I good man?” (Lucy recognizes her women friend Dulce. She smiles) Lucy: “You no good man-no bad man, you no man. Come in friend.” (Dulce is an Indian woman about the same age a Lucy. She is wearing a cotton beaded dress, with earrings etc.) Lucy: “What doing here so early, Dulce?” Dulce: “Just visiting you. Not seen you that much anymore. Mostly sleeping when I get here, no?” Lucy: “Yes sleeping on wooden box filled with gold. Many nights now. I am tired today, so tired.” Dulce: “Again?” Lucy: “Again yes. Wells Fargo driver not coming yesterday, no not coming. I am sitting on box ‘til they come for pick up.” (Dulce nods) Dulce: “My eyes are tired working on dress many nights and all day so I come to see you Lucy, to talk much.” (Lucy gets a chair for Dulce to sit down at the table.) Lucy: “ Sit down fast mouth.” (both laugh) “Coffee?” Dulce: “ Yes.” (A sudden knock on the door-Lucy blows out the lamp....darkness. A knock again....) Lucy: “Who come in...Who’s there?” W.F. man: “ Wells Fargo pick up ma’am.” Lucy: “You late, not come yesterday. Me tell Wells Fargo office.” W.F. man: “Why don’t you open the door first ma’am?” (Lucy gets her rife and opens the door.) W.F. man: “Very sorry ma’am.” (Hite is behind the W.F. man, he passes him in the door.) Hite: “You must be new?” W.F. man: “Not really sir, I never came up here before, but I work mostly in the Mariposa office.” Hite: “What happened to Bill?” W.F. man: “Oh he broke his leg-had a bad run day before yesterday sir.” Hite: “Sorry to hear that.” W.F. man: “He is getting better soon, I hope.” Hite: “ Do you know me?” W.F. man: “Well not really but I was told you would be here or your wife. Mr. Hite?” Hite: “Yes that is right.” W.F. man: “As I said, you Mr. Hite would be here or the Mrs. (pointing at Lucy who still holds her rifle) Do you know how to handle that thing?” Lucy: “Not very good. When I pull here, (pointing at trigger) I always kill someone.” W.F. man: “That’s good enough for me. But let me tell you, in the war...” Hite interrupts: (pointing at the box) “Why don’t you get a move on. Take the strong box and be on your way. Tell your story in Mariposa.” W.F. man: “Yes sir.” (He walks across the stage and takes the box and begins to exit.) W.F. man: “Thank you Mr. Hite, and you ma’am too, see you tonight again, I hope.” Hite: “Lucy, I’m going back to Mrs. White’s to finish my breakfast. You want to join me?” Lucy: “No Hite, no time, I am leaving.” Hite: (surprised) “Oh? Where you leaving to?” Lucy: “Not know yet Hite.” Hite: “You leaving but you don’t know where to? Well, when you find out where you leaving to, let me know.” (he laughs) Lucy: “Why Hite?” Hite: “So long you as you are back by nightfall. You know we have to clean up the mine shaft tonight.” Lucy: “I don’t know Hite.” Hite: “Let me finish my breakfast at Mrs. White’s first, then we talk about it.” (he leaves stage) Lucy: (to herself) “Many times have to talk about already. No more talk.” Dulce: (who was only a bystander so far) “What talk Lucy?” Lucy: “I not know what talk, maybe cleaning up mine.” Dulce: “Ahhh, that talk. Work talk. Is that the only reason?” Lucy: “No.” Dulce: “Where you are leaving to?” Lucy: “Snyder Mill, have friend there.” Dulce: “That far! Why don’t you go to Mono lake?” Lucy: “Mono lake! No that is too far. He not send man after me to Mono lake.” Dulce: “You may find another man on the way Lucy.” Lucy: “Don’t want another man. I love this one. Oh do I love him.” Dulce: “How much?” SONG: WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH MEN? Lucy: "What's the matter with men today? They always seem to have something to say. If they'd just listen things would be better. What's the matter with men today? What's the matter with men today? It's hard to see how they find their own way. I wish they'd notice how we make them better. What's the matter with men today? He's my love my foolish love. When will he ever see? That all I do is all for him because I really care. It must be true our hearts are not two. We're one it's meant to be. I know it's hard to show his love, but in his heart I know it's there. What's the matter with men today? They always seem to have something to say. If they'd just listen things would be better. What's the matter with men today? What's the matter with men today? It's hard to see how they find their own way. I wish they'd notice how we make them better. What's the matter with men today? Love I'm in I need more of him. How can I make him see? There comes a time when I must find, if my love is in vain. Hard it be but I know I must leave. He will come to know, what he must do to show and prove to me he really cares. What's the matter with men today? They always seem to have something to say. If they'd just listen things would be better. What's the matter with men today? What's the matter with men today? It's hard to see how they find their own way. I wish they'd notice how we make them better. What's the matter with What's the matter with men today? What's the matter with men?" Lucy : (stretching out her arms) “That much, and more.” Dulce: “Lucy, you are in trouble loving him that much. What are you going to do if he does not love you Lucy?” Lucy: “I don’t know. But Dulce, he must love me. Maybe a little bit? Maybe?” Dulce: “You are crazy like a horse. Right now Lucy, are you sure? He may not send someone after you. What then?” Lucy: “Nothing then Dulce. Man must have woman, woman must have man. I must pack my teikele(basket) and start walking. Watu(sun) will come up soon.” Dulce: “Huh, I must go on too. Will visit you at Snyders Mill.” Lucy: “You do that. I like to see you my otci-nti-aiyu-ntoiya(friend).” Dulce: (lifting her burden basket on to her back) “We will meet again.” Lucy: “Huh, yes my friend.” (Dulce leaves. Lucy is all alone with her burden basket on her back) Lucy: “Goodbye Mr. Hite, (talking to empty cabin) I must go now.” (Hite returns suddenly before Lucy can get out. She is trapped) Hite : (surprised) “Where you think you’re going?” Lucy: (turning her head toward him) “I leaving-you not talking nice to me-like you talk to white women-I Indian woman not talk to me like that-Hite I am same as white woman-better you talk-but you not marry me-so I go away-marry me I come back.....” (Lucy leaves stage) Hite: “But Lucy, you just can’t leave me like that....” Lucy: “Try me Hite.... Try me.” CURTAIN
LUCY JOHN HITE DULCE FRANK WELL FARGO MAN WILCOX BILL STANLEY DEPUTY CHOISSER MRS. KRAMER MARY KRAMER CHARLOTTE KRAMER PARTY ANNOUNCER MRS. WHITE MIMI RANDOLPH GREGORY LUCRECIA LUCRECIA’S DAUGHTER(CHILD) LUCRECIA’S SON(CHILD) TOMMY GIBBS MR. PATTERSON MR. FOOTE JUDGE JONES COURT CLERK CORCORAN FRANCISCO MR. HANLON WOMAN REPORTER MRS. GRISWOLD DR. ALBERTS PAPER GIRL OR BOY VARIOUS OTHERS: MINERS, WOMEN, WOMEN PARTY DANCERS OTHER VOICES OFFSTAGE: SPIRIT VOICE
ODE TO YOSEMITE(FLUTE INTRO.) LUCY’S SONG GOLD MINER’S POLKA WHAT YOU MEAN EVIL MONEY WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH MEN? WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH WOMEN? FOR LACK OF SOMETHING BETTER HAPPY HONKY TONK GIRLS GOLD MINERS WALTZ GOLD MINER’S MARRIAGE SO MANY WORDS WATERMELON SONG ORDER IN THE COURT MOONLIGHT IN HORNITOS NO MORE TOMMORROW MEET ME IN MARIPOSA
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