dancing groups in all. Uncle Ned finishes with a flourish, and turns
towards left.

THE CHILDREN.
Play us another tune, Uncle Ned! Play us another tune!

UNCLE NED
(to a little girl who is especially imploring).
No, no, honey. There's work for me to do up yonder at the house.

[Goes off, left background.

AUNT RACHEL
(still swaying a little and nodding her head).
It certainly does take the fiddle to make old bones feel young again.
Where are you going, Susy?

SUSY
(taking up her basket and indicating left).
Off to the stables.

AUNT RACHEL
(center).
And where are you going, Lucy?

LUCY.
Up to the house with this bunch of roses for Mistress Washington.

SUSY.
Look! Here comes Nelly from the house now.

NELLY
(running down from background).
Have you-all heard the news? This is the day that Master George is
leaving for his surveying trip with Lord Fairfax. See! Mistress
Washington is coming to speak to us now!

[All look in the direction of house. Madam Washington is seen
approaching from the background, center, a stately figure in Colonial
dress, her hair slightly touched with gray. Cries of "Good-morning,
Mistress Washington! Good-morning!" Children skip up and down. Baskets,
hoe, and rake are alike forgotten. Madam Washington stands in center,
and the plantation children are grouped in a wide semicircle about her,
so that all she does is in full view of audience. Lucy presents Madam
Washington with a bunch of roses. Madam Washington takes them, bows,
and smiles. Lucy drops a courtesy.

MADAM WASHINGTON.
How is your fever, Aunt Rachel?

AUNT RACHEL.
Better, better, I thank you.

LUCY.
Is this the day that Master George is starting for--

PETER
(as he comes running down from background).
Mistress Washington! Mistress Washington! Lord Fairfax has come, and
Master George's horse is all saddled and waiting.

[Madam Washington turns and, follows Peter back to the house.

AUNT RACHEL
(indicating left).
Come, children! You can see the road from here. There he is on his
horse!

[Young George Washington, in tan-colored frontiersman's garb, is seen
dimly through the trees. With him a stately figure that is Lord
Fairfax. They wave and bow in direction of house. Then George waves in
direction of plantation group in foreground.

SAMBO
(shielding his eyes with his hand).
I can see him! I can see him!

ALL
(looking off towards left, waving, gesticulating).
Good-by, good-by, Master George!