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Dan Cupid among blue blooded targets. And now the Chicago Motor Club presents the first act of mad Cap Princes.
You agree with me, Siah, that your years a declaiming and didn't keats anything should happen to your majesty? Would you not rest easier if the Princess Alwyn had a worthy consort by her side?
Methinks the princess is well able to care for herself.
She's a head strong, willful minx, but she has a level head on her shoulders. And then I doubt not we'll make a fine ruler true through your majesty, But your.
Subjects are cleanly?
Did she take a husband?
After all, she's twenty?
It would perhaps be better if my little Alman settled down before I leave her.
Are you anyone in mind?
Yes, sire, there is Claude, King of sharant Awake, woman of a man with its perfumed poodles in the bos. That is the Rudolphus the nob a gross fat wretch who thinks of nod for this park said that leaves Prince Garabelle, Sire, But well, what's the matter with him with not, sire, No, he's the fine young man, that handsome and of manners, irreproachable, but well well, but he has no other interest in life.
But he's hunting, your majesty.
His father, King Prism, has suggested marriage to him, but he'll hear not of it. He's very determined, sire, determined, may have just whatell we needs. But your majesty, King Prism has vowed that his son shall not marry, but of his own free will.
That's all right, you go mm hm.
It so happens that Prism owes me a tidy little sum that he borrowed from me for his last war. I'm sure the Prince will listen to reason. He run along now and said, my granddaughter.
To me, use that for my grandfather.
Yeah, my child, to tell you that the marriage has been arranged for whom for you? Elluis for me?
Surely you just, sire.
No, My dear messengers are already being sent to king prison informing him of the honor conferred upon his son.
And whose idea was this? Grandfather?
Well, eh, tebow and I uh talked you too first.
It wasn't really your wish at all. Well, it's just best to forget it as quickly as possible, as I.
Have no intentions to wear go a yoga to speak for your sovereign in his wife.
Oh forgive me, grandfather, but do not ask me to marry any man yet.
It's time you cease traddling a horse and running with the huntsman a woman. It's time you started acting that one. Grandfather, I jest not, and every word is truth.
But Grandfather, was it not you yourself who taught me to ride beside you in the hunt, to know no weakness and say things like a man?
Nay? So I did because I loved you and wished you with me for waste that uh.
These marriage must uh proceed as I've said.
Nay, sir, I am not one of your surch to be disclosed of as you see sit.
I am the Princess Alwyn, and I shall wed whom I please.
You you dare to fight me hurt? The King's will is my law, but I'll never never agree to wed law.
But Alwyn, you will have to marry sometimes. Perhaps the prince Garabella is not so bad after all, I know.
He's very handsome.
How do you know, wife, when your grandfather sent those messengers to king prison.
One of the goldman told me all about the prince.
M I'll look see you, not very tall and strong, and he knows no fear. While our men were there, a prisoner seized a spear and threw it at the king. His father, Garabel threw up his arm and took the spear upon it. It was a frightful wound, and he baars the scarlet on his arms.
Even now. All this may be true, but it interests me little.
Forsooth it should, for you'll have to marry him.
Willie Milly, and the king so willed. If the princess were not here, he.
Could wed no princess, could he?
How speak you?
I mean that we two are going to run away. Oh have you taken leave of your senses? Wherein the kingdom could we hide that we would not be found.
I know of such a place. Go and have the horses saddled at once.
I'll show my.
Grandfather, and not to be driven into a marriage.
Oh, it isn't as if I didn't understand myself. On other occasions I have accepted your decision. Ah, but this is different. I'm so sire. Well, it is my misfortune to wal King Zadak a large sum of money, and if this marriage is not consummated, that will mean war. Where could you not raise the money by taxes and return it to me? It is well and much wiser
to ensure our diplomatic relations with Kabia. So if old King Zadak has a granddaughter he wants to marry off, it's not for us to question why, and there's no other way scattered out. So I am to give up my freedom and marry a damsel I've never even seen. But if she be beautiful will be a pleasant surprise. I
think not much of such surprise as father. Howbit, there seems nought else but to agree, And this I do on one condition, and that is that you give me a fortnight's start with Buttram, I have a mind to have a look at this print, says before I put my neck in the noose. The curtain falls on the first act of Madcap Princes. Ladies and gentlemen, nobody has to tell you that electric lights are better than oil lambs, or the telephones are better than carrier vigeons. Well, here's
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Oh, I must decire you a bit ter, be put away for the night, sits you down before you on fire and I'll bring these some cold bannocks in the joint of beef. Would you care for a penkin of tea or a nagnavade?
All the ale for us? And also a bit of cheese, and you have it? And how cold they use? Here are?
I am called simeon one who hears it, And never was a truer name given for day in and day out, I hear'll share my wife who talks without end? I ask end hurrying with your suffer, while stide feed? And what are your horses? And bit them down?
Come? Let's sit by the fire and sup. It was the last few miles carried a chill into my bones, and blazing log spills warmth and comfort. Where bert here we be in enemy country? And shortly we shall see that damsel for whom I am to bought her my soul. From all reports we hear she's a wild vane and you'll take some taming. But has also said she was very beautiful and well loved by her subjects, and that she enjoys the hunt. I want no maid hunting with meh.
It comes up food? Ah, thank you dame, And are you the Sarah then who talks? You seem for young to be the wife of our hosts.
Nasa, I am but one who served here. Will your lordships have about all?
Only the ale and cheese? I asked for what you mistake? We be not lords, but only two who come seeking service with the king of this realm. My friend here is Robert, and I am called Stephen. Here lass is a florin for you.
Oh, thank you, sir, coming Sarah your pardner, sire.
M methinks she has fine manners for the serving wench, and her form is not hard to look upon. I noted it, not Bert, but there was something in her face.
Here's your ale and lord you.
Will be the second to make that mistake. We are not lords, but thank you for the ale er. Where's the maid who served us first?
She had a task given her? Is there all else?
Say?
Thank you? Not hold less? What are you called?
I am Una?
Sair and thank you Na. And here's a florin for.
You, Thank you, sir.
And when you be ready, and I will light you to your room zones.
But they grow pretty wenches in this part of the country. Now this one a little off the Boxham's side, but quirt withal thank you, not sire, I had not noticed bird. It was the other I had wished to see again. Well tomorrow I will I finished. Then let us call for candles and let your angel light us to bed.
How now, Princess, I had your word that you'd stay out of sight when I agreed to hide you here.
That's good day.
What will his Majesty do when he discovers that I've haided you and running away?
Don't cry, Sarah.
They will be here but a short time, and then we shall never see them again.
It gets a little lonely.
Here, you know, Oh, Sarah, please me, I do the servant, never child.
Let you na do it?
Well?
I may have then, go ahead and have your way, but I.
Know no good will come of it. No, Why, oh why did you have to come here? Why?
Sarah? Whom would I turn to if not to my old nurse?
I promised your sainted mother i'd look after you, and that I will as long.
As they're breast in this old body. Whom do you suppose there really are, Sarah?
He the dark one I mean, said they were serving men, But he has the manners of a great lord, and he gave me a florin.
You never took it, did you win me?
Yes, why not?
When I return home I shall have a pissed and wear it is a lucky charm.
Is that the only reason you wish to keep it?
You're not taken with this dark young man, of course, not you.
The other was very nice also. It is only that you and I shall play a little game with them, and no harm would come, And I hope not.
No.
Run along to bid you good knight.
Well the way journey on our way to this, I think not, But the horses are badly in need of breast. You're assured it's the horses you're thinking about. What other calls be there?
Ah?
Here comes up breakfast nose cakes smell good, my girl, and tastes even better, sir.
I have but baked them a short time since.
Then they shall taste doubly sweet, since your hands have touched them.
Lah, think you so to all me?
No, only to the young and pretty one er. Have you lived around here long all my life?
Sir?
Then perhaps you can tell us something of your princess, can tell us what sort of made she be?
Ooh, she is not to look upon, and her hair is red. She is of the temper, most vile and hath a tongue like a forked arrow.
He thinks you, like the lady not had a bold wench. But if the princess were here, thy tongue would not clapper claw so much. I warrant you.
You asked me what I thought, and I said what I thought? Your pardon if I offended? Now perhaps you will answer me a question.
Speak, mistress.
You say you come from the north.
Have you, by any happy chance ever seen the Prince scarabelle Ah?
Yes, my girl, as many times? In fact I know him? Well?
What then is he like? This Paragon?
Prince Paragon who named him?
So?
He's a choppy rogan fairly withal. He thinks of not save his dogs and horses, and hates all women. Oh what is thy interest in him?
Only that he is to wed our princess. And I was curious, as all.
Are both off the pasture, coming on, Sarah?
Is there anything else?
Say a moment, and I'll go with you. I should like to turn my horse out also.
As you wisher, art ready of a certainty, then let us be gone to the pasture.
Whinny a quaint name that suits you well, for wisome you are. Your skin is like that of a babe, and your eyes are those of a doe lasser.
For the pretty speech, it's a pity to waste it on a poor country lass who doesn't believe a word you say?
And why think you I mean it?
Not?
Oh, here's the style. Let me help you over it. Thank you, my lord.
And it is not necessary for you to keep your arm around my waist longer.
And who will stop me life? Not Sarah, but this ah dagger, eh, I fear not, mistress. I'd prefer the poignards kiss to that of any wench yours most of all, a che were.
A man, i'd blesh you to your knee.
You've lost your cap sounds, but you're beautiful when you're in a temper. Your gold red hair, your cherry red lips, your devilish red temper.
And now you have quite finished.
Shall we return home and I'll climb the style this time?
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This is a fair night, Stephen, Does that trouble you?
My lord? A great dear mass. On the morrow, Bram and I must take the road to the castle.
Why must you needs go?
Stephens? Well, in a few days the tourney begins. How can I leave you, Winnie?
Would it then mean so much to you.
Everything in the world, My sweet I love your Winnie.
Oh why didn't you tell me before?
Hold me tight, for I feel I know this cannot last.
Your lips, darling, those red lips I once goned, sweet, I loved you even then. I am your Stephen.
Oh dear my lord. Now must you go to morrow?
I must go, but I'm coming back to you with the morn will be on our way. But finess has no desire to leave them. Careful how you call me? The name is Stephen, and you well know what my interest is here, to be sure, sire, But have I not to say myself? What mean you? You know that? And you're fortunate you have nothing to keep her from you. So here is my bress, single bird, your dumb, the helpless, the black knight away vinegar village. Send young maid to
serve me. Ah, that is better. Bring the bread and cheese, girl, and wine to wash it down. No kiss, win, let me go Bert, I'll settle with him. Tire, you would be fatal for tomorrow when you are wounded in a tavern brawl.
No wonder they call you the black Knight.
The name becomes you well ha ha, you have the spirit of the world heat if I like my women with temper.
Take your hand from the maid.
Villain stippling the life hastmas alley. Don't you dare stop me with my own confidence? Draw your sword, your tuney brave words from a great card.
I'm God, rap more candles, tell us, sire, let me handle it away, but I'll take care of carry that.
You stop the robber kills.
It's too late now, pray I want to help him. Call that fencing a fruntry fool. That pretray too bad for got a bit more.
Oh look, Stephen has been wounded, has but a shoulder wound and the left Praise God, stand back this business boys me.
I must need to end it quickly. Name of the safe. Steven's running through Stephen, Robert.
He's falling.
He's been left into the settlers. He's trying to speak tomorrow, darn to the castle and then to.
Robert.
Is he dead?
Nay, he has but fainted. He's a strong person, and this be but a scratch. I'll hear Sarah with the dressings in hot water. Now I can go for Simeon.
Oh see Sarah, how is poor unblea? Quick? Help me to cut his leave?
So look the scar who did it? Just?
It is the Prince?
Oh good bye, my darling. You know what what I must do. Take good care of them for me, won't you? And tell Simon to saddle our horses. You and and I ride to the castle tonight.
M h.
W one, Majesty King Sana cofobia and s in honor Sprince, my love of Columbia.
Your majesty, there is me later as see there, Sis's intervene.
A loyal highness, a princess alway.
Verily you know I am all in the twitter. Thanks though I look well.
You are a dream, Alwyn. You're like a fairy princess. Never have I seen one more beautiful and dear you wish me well.
We are nearly to the throne. There he sits beside grandfather Mark.
How pale he is, how wan you look his eyes down cares that he may not.
See the princess. We approach, He will hear you.
Prince Karabelle, allow me to present my granddaughter, the princess al.
You, my Lord be disappointed in your princess.
Your majesty, I have the honor to request the hand of the princess Alwin in marriage. It is granted my son with an old man's blessy.
Thinkest thou wilt be able to put up with this awful princess for the rest of thy.
Life, Aye, vile temper and all. But never shall I forget Sweet Winny of the tavern.
No, why Stephen, who would have died for and given up a princess in.
A throne, removed thy wimple, alwin. But I may see the moon upon thy hair, thy glorious red hair.
And equally red temper. But all that is past now, s Garabelle. For you, I will settle down.
Settle down. Indeed, you shall ride beside me in your leather breeches, with a spear in your hand, and the wind and your hair.
I have a cast even or.
Your poor arm by the road. There's not the matter with the other, nor thy lips Ah beloved. In all the years to come, let us always keep this moment with us, my Madcap Princess. The Chicago Motor Club's Wayside Theater production of Madcap Princess comes to a close, Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to give you one of the finest Christmas gift suggestions. I know of what would be more appreciated by a motorist than a membership in the Chicago Motor Club. It's a year long gift and it's
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booklet yours merely for the asking. It explains how seventy five thousand member families are spending less to own and drive their cars. Remember, write to the club or just call Franklin one eight one eighth. In the cast of the night's play, you heard our popular stars Olin Sulley playing Scarabelle and Patricia Dunlaff playing Olwen. They were supported by Leslie Woods Constance Crowder, Forrest Lewis, Herb Butterfield, Bill Bouchet,
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