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The cinnamon heart

Chapter 49: No. 9.
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About This Book

A three-act comic drama staged in a confectionery-flavored medieval court, mixing songs, ensemble numbers, and farce. The action follows Princess Caramella as she is besieged by numerous suitors while King Nougat I negotiates marriages with comic concern for material compensation. The middle act shifts to a chemist’s laboratory where Professor Paracelsus Finigin and a chorus of chemists introduce alchemical antics and theatrical mishaps. The finale returns to the castle courtyard and culminates in chaotic revelations, broken windows, and visible devastation. The piece foregrounds musical interludes, punning confectionery imagery, and satirical takes on courtship and royal pretensions.

(Music.)
(Enter Suitors with blockCaptain stands at door and takes tickets from maids. Enter Executioner with great pair of scissors—enter Chemists leading Ebenezer. All take positions, viz.):

No. 9.

(Music.)
King.
This is a very unpleasant situation,
But we must proceed without further hesitation.
This is as good a way as I knows—
(Pointing to scissors.)
To dispose of my foes!
(Executioner comes down with scissors.)
All.
This is as good a way—
This is as good a way as he knows
To dispose of his foes.
(Interlude.)
Maids.
Oh! he’s going to have his head cut off—
Oh! how horrid he will look!
All.
Shish! shish! shish! shish!
Never more—no, never, can he have his
Picture took. Never more—no, never, can he have his
Picture took.
(Executioner prepares to cut Eben.’s head off with scissors.)
King.
Proceed!—why do you hesitate?
Maids.
Oh! he’s going to begin!
Oh! I wish we had the money back we
Paid for our tickets.
Suitors.
Just look at him—
All.
He’s going for to cut his head off!
He’s going for to cut his head off!!
He’s going for to cut his head off!!!
(All hold last note.)
(Prof. heard outside.—all wait expectant holding note—enter Prof. hurriedly—jumps over wall—runs to centre—Tableau.)

No. 10.

Prof.
Hold!
(Fast.) Never was a time when so fast I’ve had to travel,
Jumping over ditches and tremendous heaps of gravel,
Back yards, pits, and innumerable brick kilns,
Coal bins, ash heaps, otherwise impregnable;
Mud, dirt, wet and objectionable odors,
Chemically mixed of asafœtida and sodas,
Hedges, holes, apparently impossible,
Striving to stop this horrible slaughter.
(Opens book—pointing to it significantly.)
(Slowly.) Omnes boni—all good men.
In medio—in the middle of the head.
Capitam—all the hair.
Dividunt—they divide.
Part their hair in the middle of the head—so—
(Fast.) Putting this important observation into practice,
The interesting and absorbing scientific fact is,
If a person is too excitable,
Send for a brush and comb.
(Recit.) Just observe the demonstration of this point.
(Turns to Eben.takes out comb and brush and begins to part his hair in the middle while singing.)
Eben.
Away—away—away! I tell you stand away!!
Prof.
Now, Ebenezer, please be still.
All.
Please be still—please be still.
Prof.
And with this comb I’ll cure your ill.
All.
Riley, please be still.
King.
It’s pleasant, if you knew it.
All.
Please be still—please be still.
Eben.
I’d like to see you do it.
All.
Riley, please be still.
Riley, please be still.
Riley, please be still.
(Prof. gives finishing touches to Eben.’s hair—unbinds himEben. gets up—rubs his eyes—then goes around shaking hands while others are singing.)
Prof.
Success!
P., C., S. & K.
Success!
All.
Success!
Prof.
Oh! I am a great astrologer—
All.
A regular sockdologer.
Prof.
A graduated colleger,
My name is Finigin,
I get my knowledge from the stars,
From pickled snakes put up in jars,
From dead men’s wired vertebras,
From skulls of apes and men.
All.
He is a great ass—
(Prof. turns and scowls.)
——trologer,
He is a great ass—trologer,
He is a great ass—trologer.
Eben. (pointing to Prof.)—
By virtue of his magic art,
In giving my hair a central part,
We’ve quenched this fiery Cinnamon Heart.
And caused my madness to depart.
(Cara. joins Eben.both take hands—come down on 1st line—back on 2d.)
Eben. & Cara.
Our troubles all are through,
Now I can marry you.
(Go backKing comes down in same way.)
Eben. & King.
Though I am black and blue,
I’ll mix the wedding brew.
(Goes back—Sassy. and Prof. come forward in same way.)
Sassy. & Prof.
There’s nothing more to do,
We can be married too.
(Go back—K., C., E., S. & P. take hands and come down in same way.)
An invitation true
We now present to you.
(To audience.)
(All take hands—come down on 1st line, back on 2nd—all singing.)
All.
Hi yar—Hi yar—we’ll all be married too—Hi yar,
Hi yar—Hi yar—an invitation true—Hi yar!
Hi yar—Hi yar—we now extend to you—Hi yar!
Hi yar—Hi yar—we’ll all be married too—Hi yar!
(Repeat faster.)
CURTAIN.