ck, and white
"strapped" trousers; white hat. Second dress: same coat, blue trousers,
and black broad-brimmed felt hat; cane, semper; ruffles, semper. Third
dress: the same. Fourth dress: the same, with pumps.

YORK.--Fashionable morning dress.

JACKSON.--Business suit.

CONCHO.--First dress: vaquero's dress. Second dress: citizen's dress.

HOP SING.--Dress of Chinese coolie: dark-blue blouse, and dark-blue
drawers gathered at ankles; straw conical hat, and wooden sabots.

DON JOSE.--First dress: serape, black, with gold embroidery. Second
class: fashionable black suit, with broad-brimmed black stiff sombrero.

OLD MORTON.--First, second, third, and fourth dress: black, stiff, with
white cravat.

CAPPER.--Ordinary dress of period.

MISS MARY.--First dress: tasteful calico morning dress. Second and third
dress: lady's walking costume--fashionable. Fourth dress: full dress.

DONA JOVITA.--First dress: handsome Spanish dress, with manta. Second
dress: more elaborate, same quality.

THE DUCHESS.--First dress: elaborate but extravagant fashionable
costume. Second dress: traveling dress.

MANUELA.--The saya y manta; white waist, and white or black skirt, with
flowers.

TWO MEN OF SANDY BAR

ACT I

SCENE 1.--Courtyard and Corridors of the Rancho.

MANUELA (arranging supper-table in corridor L., solus). There!
Tortillas, chocolate, olives, and--the whiskey of the Americans! And
supper's ready. But why Don Jose chooses to-night, of all nights, with
this heretic fog lying over the Mission Hills like a wet serape, to take
his supper out here, the saints only know. Perhaps it's some distrust of
his madcap daughter, the Dona Jovita; perhaps to watch her--who knows?
And now to find Diego. Ah, here he comes. So! The old story. He is
getting Dona Jovita's horse ready for another madcap journey. Ah!
(Retires to table.)

Enter cautiously from corridor, L., SANDY MORTON, carrying lady's saddle
and blanket; starts on observing MANUELA, and hastily hides saddle and
blanket in recess.

Sandy (aside). She's alone. I reckon the old man's at his siesta yet. Ef
he'll only hang onto that snooze ten minutes longer, I'll manage to let
that gal Jovita slip out to that yer fandango, and no questions asked.

Manuela (calling SANDY). Diego!

Sandy (aside, without heeding her). That's a sweet voice for a serenade.
Round, full, high-shouldered, and calkilated to fetch a man every time.
Only thar ain't, to my sartain