YuleTide at Knoxshire

A Play in Two Acts

By

Lori Lee Triplett

Yuletide At Knoxshire

 Copyright 2003

by 

Lori Lee Triplett

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Cast of Characters

TOUR GUIDES: Five people, either sex or age

JETERS: The Duke’s overworked butler.

RICHARD: The Duke’s footman, at 94, the oldest retainer.

REV. JEFFERY COLEBROOKE: The vicar who serves the Duke’s  estate.

ELIZABETH (BESSIE): Companion serving the Duchess.

EDWARD LINLEY III: Duke of Knoxshire.*

GWENDOLYN LYNLEY: Earl of Presbyter, and married Louisa.

HENRY STANTON: Earl of Presbyter, and married to Louisa.

LOUISA STANTON: Countess of Presbyter, and married to Henry.

SOPHIA GRANGER: Sister of the Duchess, niece to Louisa.

EMILY LINLEY: Oldest daughter of the Duke and Duchess.

AMELIA THOMAS: Youngest daughter of the Duke and Duchess.

AMELIA THOMAS: Governess to the Duke and Duchess’ children.

KNOXSHIRE QUARTET: The Duke’s estate quartet.

Setting

Act I

Scene 1: Church or School Main Entrance

Scene 2: Knoxshire’s* Foyer

Knoxhire’s Conservatory (Garden Room)

Scene 3: Knoxshire’s* Music Room

Knoxshire’s* Ballroom (Can be just a extra wide hallway decorated)

Act II

Scene 1: The Duke’s Family Chapel (Sanctuary or school auditorium)

Time

The first scene takes place in the present, but the remainder of the scenes during the Victorian era at the end of the 19th century.

Production Notes

Please see the end of the play to see suggestions on the following: characterizations, ad libs, costumes, promo, and music.

*Substitute your own church or school name.

Act I,  Scene I

{We are in the entryway of church or school presenting the production, which leads to the “time hallway”.  As participants arrive and hang their coats, traditional English Christmas music is playing, by a bell choir and recorder. Attendants will take tickets, issue name-cards, and 8 two pence to every participant. Participants will be organized into groups of 5-10, and will be assigned to a tour guide.}

Tour Guide:  {Still in the main entrance} Before we depart will everyone in my group please check to be sure they have an appropriate name-card and their tuppence; because once we enter the hallway their is no going back to this time, the 21st century, or to this place, Knox Church*. Please stay together in the hallway and listen very carefully to the instructions I will give you. Is everyone ready? {Pause for answers} Okay, lets go! {The tour guide will then escort the group down a pitch black hallway led only by a flashlight, pointed at the floor. The guide should stop at various points to lecture.}

You are about to enter England in the Victorian time period, at the end of the 19th century. The period is so named for the ruling monarch at the time Queen Victoria, who was said to rule over the greatest two nations that ever existed, the rich and poor of England. It was time marked by extreme class differences, which saw a society of innovation and change in the following areas: education for all, democracy, feminism, unionization of workers, and many other modem movements took form. In science and technology, the Victorians originated the modern idea of invention and the notion of creating solutions to problems. In religion, the King James Version was the accepted translation of the Bible, and the church faced a great age of doubt, questioning the institutional view of Christianity. {The guide should continue on to a second location in the hallway.}

Christmas in England previous to the Victorian era included little festivities; with attending church on Christmas day even being banned for a short time. The Queen Victoria’s Consort, Prince Albert from Germany was responsible for bringing many of the Christmas customs from his native country, which turned the British Christmas into a large event full of traditions. The best known example was of course the Christmas Tree, first erected in Windsor Castle in 1841.

Another example of what was new at the time, but is now considered traditional was the Christmas greeting card, first marketed in 1846. The singing of Christmas carols was considered an old fashion tradition better left to the Medieval Period. But in 1852, Rev. John Mason Neale who loved to sing the old Christmas Carols, translated and published two volumes of the old songs, many which you will hear this evening.  {The guide should continue to a third location in the hallway.}

As was traditional during this time the Duke and his family have left the London town scene to celebrate the Christmas season at one of his country estates, Knoxshire*. For many of the titled the Christmas season was the one time a year to recognize their social responsibility to the peasants, servants and laborers on their estates. The Duke holds his annual Christmas party prior to Christmas to allow his retainers the opportunity to “earn” money to enable them to have a merrier Christmas. On the Duke’s Estate, this event replaces “Boxing Day” the traditional day for begging, which falls on December 26 after Christmas. Naturally the Duke supplies his guests with any funds to be given to the retainers, hence the tuppence you carry.  {The guide should continue to a fourth location in the hallway. The guide should stop just prior to opening the doors to the Knoxshire* Estate Park.)

Before you enter a few rules on deportment or conduct in Victorian Society, because decorum is of the utmost importance. Please place your name-card on the silver tray just inside the door. Then, wait for the butler to announce your arrival. As he announces you, please bow and curtsey to the park at large, then feel free to move about the estate grounds as you wish, enjoying the food and entertainment. However, don’t be surprised if none of the “peasants or merchants” speak to you, unless you ask them a direct question; as that would be deemed inappropriate and the retainers could be permanently thrown off the estate. 

[Director’s note: this allows members of the congregation or volunteers to serve food and drink without having to learn a British accent.]

Gentlemen, you should never be seen in the presence of ladies without a jacket on. Ladies, please allow only your face, and in limited circumstances, your hands to be seen or uncovered by your clothing. When you hear the sound of the chimes, this signals the arrival of the Duke’s party. You should stop whatever you are doing and bow/curtsy to acknowledge his authority. Also remember, never speak to the Duke or Duchess until they acknowledge you and when addressing the Duke or Duchess, always refer to them as “Your Grace.” Good Luck and please enjoy your evening.

[Director’s Note: we moved to different locations so that multiple groups could be in the time travel hallway at the same time. The tour guides need to circle around and take another group through the “time hallway” until all guests are in the Estate Park.]

End of Scene I

Act I,  Scene 2

{The audience is entering the Duke’s Estate Park. As the butler announces each guest, he will select certain people [twelve ladies for dancing, eleven lords a leaping, ten drummers, and nine ladies in waiting] to participate in the “Twelve Days of Christmas.” Jeters has the appropriate number of colored cards for each position which he hands to the participant; once he is out of cards he knows the song is filled. Richard the footman is posted at the entrance to the Duke’s mansion, and does not allow entry to any of the guests until after the “Twelve Days of Christmas” is sung. The vicar is circulating, meeting his “flock.” Three beverage carts and two food carts are distributed around the park, manned by peasants/merchants. The audience may “purchase” food and drink with the tuppence they were previously given. A gazebo is in the center of the Estate Park, with park benches or chairs distributed about the room. One tree is decorated in the German tradition, with multiple trees and shrubs around the area. Polyester fiberfill is draped around the bottom of the trees to simulate snow. Bessie, the companion enters occasionally to check on the preparations and the quality of the food; as well as check the number of guests arriving. These activities allow time for all of the audience to arrive through the “time hallway”. Bessie then returns to the mansion to report to the Duchess, about the guests’ arrival. After the audience has arrived, the footman rings the chimes announcing the arrival of the Duke’s Party and the butler moves over to the mansion to announce the family. All of the peasants/merchants should stop and curtsy/bow until the entire Duke’s entire party is announced. The Duke will signal when activity may resume.

Jeters:  The Duke and Duchess of Knoxshire, Edward Richard Christopher Linley Ill, and Gwendolyn Anne Granger Linley.

{Presented as a couple, she curtsies.}

Jeters:  The Earl and Countess of Presbyter, Henry James Phillip Stanton, and Louisa Elizabeth Deringer Stanton.

{Presented as a couple, she curtseys and he bows.}

Lady Sophia Marie Granger.

{She enters and curtseys. The two children, followed by the Governess, enter. Then Bessie enters carrying a fur blanket and a small bell. The footman follows with a chair and a small table.}

Emily:  Papa, for fun, will you please ask Jeters to announce us?

Amelia:   {shocked} Emily, that is totally inappropriate.  You have not yet been presented to society.

Beatrice: Yes Papa, for fun.

Gwendolyn:  Do not bother your father, my dear. He is busy preparing to meet his guests.

Emily:  Oh please, Papa! It could be one of my Christmas presents.

Edward:  Perhaps another time, when you are older.

Louisa:  Why not let them have a little fun?  It is not as if we are in the city during the height of the season.

Edward:  Oh yes, by all means Louisa, corrupt yet another child by teaching her to flaunt the rules of society.

Sophia:  Oh dear, Gwendolyn, do you suppose your esteemed husband is referring to you or to me, since Aunt Louisa raised us both?

Edward:  I am sure that before this evening is over there will be no doubt which corrupt child I am referring to, Sophia. My wife is always the perfect example of decorum.

Sophia:  And I, of course, am not.

Henry:  {Clears his throat} I say Edward, perhaps that was a bit strong, nothing wrong with allowing the children to have a little fun just within the family.

Amelia:  I am terribly sorry, Your Grace, it is all my fault. We were working on the rules of society during lessons today and I allowed the girls to make their own name-cards.  Please forgive me.  I will tender my resignation immediately if you wish.

Sophia:  Make name-cards? Oh, what a clever idea. Let me see. Why Beatrice and Emily, you did an excellent job! Gwendolyn, do you not think the appearance of these cards, are quite excellent?

Gwendolyn:  Oh yes, I am so proud of you both.  {She looks to her husband.} Edward, perhaps we could make an exception this once.

Edward:  Oh very well. Jeters, announce them, quietly.

Jeters:  Lady Emily Victoria Linley.  {She curtseys.}   Lady Beatrice Laurel Linley. {She curtseys. Jeters then returns to introducing the guests, if there are any late arrivals.}

Edward:  As for you Mistress Thomas— 

Gwendolyn: You are an excellent governess, from whom we would not accept your resignation. Edward, perhaps you should welcome your guests.

Edward:  Oh quite right, how remiss of me.  {Edward heads for the gazebo.}

Sophia:  Why yes, Edward, I am sure if you were not the Duke, you would be roundly reprimanded for the behavior of neglecting your guests.

Gwendolyn:  Sophia, stop teasing Edward! He had a very strict and proper upbringing. Edward was not raised as we were and does not understand your humor.

Sopiha:  You mean he has no sense of humor.

Gwendolyn:  Sophia!

Sophia:  Oh very well, but it is such fun, Gwendolyn.

{Edward and the company should greet the guests and mingle with the audience while Edward walks towards the gazebo. Once Edward reaches the gazebo, he selects a spot for his wife’s chair. The footman rushes with a limp to place the chair with a table in the spot selected. Gwendolyn sits down. The companion rushes to place the bell on the table and cover her mistress with the blanket. The footman then returns to stand at attention at the door of the mansion.}

Edward:   Good evening lords and ladies! Thank you so much for attending my annual Yuletide Celebration at Knoxshire*!

{The Duke gestures to the retainers and they begin serving again. Bessie begins serving all the immediate members of the Duke’s party.}

By now you should have all received my Christmas card, a new little tradition my wife enjoys greatly. Also, I understand that some of the guests this evening are visiting from the colonies. We will just ignore that little incident about a century ago, called a revolution, and in the spirit of friendship give you a temporary title and welcome you tonight.

Louisa:  Goodness from the colonies! Is that where some of these people with the strange accents I heard are from?

Henry:  Yes, I believe His Grace has investments in a shipping company now. The guests are probably somehow related to that.

Gwendolyn:  Shh!

Edward:  For those whom are first time visitors to the celebration, I might explain a bit. We will have several initial presentations here. Then you are free to wander about the estate grounds.  In the mansion, you will find a musical recital in the music room, the courtyard and the conservatory decorated for your viewing pleasure, as well as the entrance hallway which has some of our special collections on display.  Is the estate vicar around here somewhere?

Vicar:  Here, Your Grace!

Edward:  I received a missive that you would like to address the guests this evening.

Vicar:  Yes, Your Grace, with your permission. It is the Christmas celebration and seemed only appropriate that as Vicar I attend to the religious needs of the—

Edward:  Very well, be quick.

Vicar:  Good evening to the Duke and Duchess of Knoxshire*, the Earl and Countess of Presbyter, Lady Sophia Marie Granger, and to all the other Lords, Ladies and honored guests. This evening I would like to sermonize on “The True Meaning of Christmas Contrasted with the Heathen Rituals of Winter Solstice.”  {At this point the Vicar opens his Bible revealing a numerous number of parchments, and clears his throat in preparation.)

Gwendolyn:  Oh dear, if the title is that long? How long is the sermon?  The vicar does tend to give lengthy sermons once he gets started.

Edward:  Well, not tonight! He will quite ruin my party.

Vicar:  Examining the Heathen Rituals of the Winter Solstice we find a number of horrific examples of some of the worst— 

Edward:  Vicar, a word with you!

Vicar:  Your Grace, I spent many hours in contemplation and reflection preparing for tonight.  I was just beginning—

Edward:  Yes, I noticed.  Perhaps you could give this “Meaning of Christmas” some other time, like next Sunday at the usual time.

Vicar:  But Your Grace, this is the perfect opportunity, with everyone gathered here; a far larger number than is usually in attendance at the chapel, Your Grace included. You did hire me to see to the needs of all the people of the Knoxshire* estate. I am simply performing the tasks for which you pay.  {He attempts to begin again.} The True Meaning of Christmas Contrasted with the Heathen Rituals of the Winter Solstice. {He clears his throat and attempts to begin again. Gwen should begin speaking immediately.}

Gwendolyn:  Please dear! Promise the vicar anything to get him to stop. His sermons are really quite extensive.

Emily:  Please, Papa.

Beatrice:  Yes Papa, please.

Vicar:  As I previously said…examining the Heathen Rituals of Winter Solstice we find a number of horrific examples of some of the worst—

Edward:  Reverend…what is your name?

Vicar:  Reverend Jeffery Colebrooke, at your service, Your Grace!

Edward:  Reverend Colebrooke, we are having a party this evening.  I simply do not have time for this nonsense.  What would persuade you to end this discourse?

Vicar:  Your attendance, this Sunday at church.

Edward:  Me, at church?

Vicar:  Yes, Your Grace, in the family pew for the entire service.

Edward:  The entire service?  {He looks questioningly at his family, which all nod.}

Vicar:  All three hours, Your Grace!

Edward:  {With dismay.}All three hours! Very well... agreed.

{Gwendolyn and Sophia exchange a look of joy because their plan is working.}

Vicar:  And your attendance at tonight’s village concert?

Edward:  AND! Just a minute I draw the line there. If you value your employment, you will not require my presence twice.

Vicar:  Very well then, agreed.  {He steps down from the gazebo, and speaks to the Duke.}  I will be sure the heated bricks are placed by your pew, in preparation for your visit on Sunday.

Gwendolyn:  {Quietly}  Thank you Reverend.

{The vicar nods to her and Sophia.}

Edward:  A moment vicar, may I see your Bible and your notes?

Vicar:  {Worried.} Your Grace?

Edward:  Your Bible.  {The Vicar hands the Bible and notes to the Duke.}  These pages seem to be blank. Where is your lengthy sermon, in which you spent hours in contemplation and reflection?

Vicar:  {The Vicar exchanges a look of panic with the Duchess, unsure of what to say.}  It is true there is no sermon.  However, I did spend hours preparing for tonight.  Before tonight I had barely spoken to Your Grace, let alone ministered to you, an issue of great concern.

Edward:  Your actions this evening have placed your employment in serious jeopardy.

Gwendolyn:  {She stands to defend the Vicar.}  Edward—

Edward:  {He holds up his hand for silence.} However, since it appears that my family was involved in this scenario, you shall remain.

Vicar:  Thank you, Your Grace. I hope, Your Grace, will still attend services on Sunday.

Edward:  I am a man of my word.  Therefore, I will be there.

Vicar:  Until Sunday, Your Grace.

Edward:  Now, finally to the festivities.  {He returns to the Gazebo.} In honor of our Great Queen Victoria—

All:  God Save the Queen!

Edward:  —This year we will be following one of the traditions started at the Royal Osborne estate. Please observe on the top of the Christmas tree, there is a splendid doll, which in accordance with the custom will be awarded to the best-behaved child. Now who shall be the judge of the children? Gwendolyn, perhaps as the lady of the highest rank you should decide?

Gwendolyn:  Oh no dear, the Queen never decides herself, although she awards the prize. Isn’t that correct Sophia?

Sophia: Yes, Gwendolyn is quite right, I believe the Head-mistress of all the schools get together and decide.

Amelia:  You mean even the laborers’ children are included in the custom?

Sophia:  Yes, exactly right.

Emily:  That’s not fair!  It should just be between Beatrice and myself.

Beatrice: Papa, I want the doll.

Amelia: Actually it seems much more fair and just to include every child.

Gwendolyn:  Yes, I agree every child should have the opportunity to win the prize.

Edward:  Well, that is settled. Now who should decide the winner?

Sophia:  What about a committee of selected individuals?  They can vote on which child was the best, and the child with the majority vote will win.

Edward:  Oh blast, Henry has Sophia been reading your political treatise’s again?

Henry:  I would say in all probability, it was highly likely.

Edward:  Well, it would be best if you put a stop to such activity.

Sophia:  It is perfectly acceptable for me to read a few articles. I did not violate any of your precious rules of decorum.

Edward:  Perhaps not, but I would recommend leaving the topic out of your conversation. Else you will never find a husband, and poor Uncle Henry and Aunt Louisa will never be rid of you.

Sophia:  That is hardly a concern of yours.

Louisa:  Mayhap we do not wish to be rid of Sophia.

Sophia:  {Regally} Thank you.

Gwendolyn:  Edward, our guests are waiting, perhaps a committee would be a good idea.

Edward:  What?  Oh yes, quite right. Well, I suppose.

Gwendolyn:  Perhaps, Bessie should serve on the committee since she will be posted in the showcase room. It is an area very tempting to children to misbehave.

Edward:  A capital idea.

Sophia:  In keeping with the Queen’s custom, Mistress Thomas as governess should be included.

Louisa:  I think a Lady of a more mature stature should also be included. Mayhap, I should serve on the committee.

Emily and Beatrice:  Oh yes, Countess Louisa!

GWENDOLYN:  I think not Aunt Louisa, you could be accused of favoritism. Perhaps Lady Evanston, would be kind enough to serve.

{A pre-selected member of the audience should step forward and nod her agreement to serve on the committee.}

Edward:  Splendid, it is decided. A committee will select the best-behaved child, by the end of the evening. Now I would like my oldest retainer to come forward. As you are aware my friend the Duke of Rutland always awards a special present to the servant that has faithfully served his family the longest. Jeters, bring the package please, and call the servant.

Jeters:  Would the oldest and longest serving retainer for the Duke of Knoxshire*, please step forward. 

{No one steps forward.}

Edward:  Jeters, the servant is whom?

Jeters:  Your Grace, I believe that Richard is your longest retainer. However, he is a little hard of hearing.

Edward:  Well, he is certainly the oldest. Jeters once again, louder this time.

Jeters:  {Louder} Would the oldest and longest serving retainer for the Duke of Knoxshire*, please step forward. {Screaming} Psst, Richard, present yourself before the Duke.

Richard:  {He appears to be asleep at the door. Jeters standing at the Duke’s side, is unable to leave, so Bessie wakes him, and pushes him forward. He walks toward the Duke with a slight limp.} Your Grace?

Edward:  {Speaking loudly} How old are you Richard?

Richard:  Well, your Grace, do not know. Your father, bless his soul, rescued me out of the street when I was just a lad.  He gave me a name.  I do wish the Old Duke had named me after someone other than the Evil Richard III.  However, we both had a gimp.

Edward:  Yes well, it was an unfortunate choice of names.  Now, how long have you been at Knoxshire*?

Richard:  I have faithfully served your family for over ninety years, so I must be ninety-four some odd years old. Give or take a year or so, Your Grace.

Edward:  For your excellent service to the family of the Duke of Knoxshire*, I wish to personally award you a special present.  {The Duke gestures, and Jeters hands the present to Richard.} Thank you for your service.

Richard:  Thank you, your Grace. {He attempts to bow, but almost falls, he then continues to stand in front of the Duke.}

Edward:  That will be all. Jeters, you will see to the distribution of the presents to the other household servants.

Jeters:  Certainly, Your Grace. Richard, return to your post.  {Richard continues to stand there. So, Jeters yells.} Richard, your post!

Richard:  What? Oh, right.

Edward:  {Aside to Jeters.} Jeters, is everything ready for the special present for her Grace?

Jeters:  Yes, Your Grace, exactly as requested on your list.

Edward:  Very well, then. Gwendolyn, I have a special present for you this evening. {The Duke rings the bell. Richard answers.}  Please see Her Grace to a better location, more over there I think.  {He gestures towards the stage. Richard moves the table and chairs, and BESSIE quickly re-situates the blanket and bell.}

Jeters:  {Jeters leads the Men‘s Quartet into the courtyard and steps onto the gazebo.} The Knoxshire* Quartet.

Quartet:  {Singing} On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a partridge in a pear tree.

{Jeters presents Gwen with a banner that has a partridge in a pear tree.}

Edward:  Jeters, I wanted a three dimensional partridge in a live pear tree.

Jeters:  BUT, Your Grace, it is out of season for a pear tree, and I thought the partridge would never stay in the tree, it would just fly away.

Quartet:  {Singing} On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me two Turtledoves...

{Jeters presents the Duchess with two stuffed fake birds.}

Edward:  Jeters, those Turtledoves look awful! They should have been real. I certainly hope you did better with the rest of this song.

Jeters:  Oh, much better, Your Grace. However, please remember, you only gave me the list yesterday.

Quartet:  {Singing} On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me, Three French Hens...

{Jeters presents the Duchess with three plucked cooking hens on a stick.}

Edward:  Jeters, they are dead—

Jeters:  I know that, Your Grace. The song doesn’t say anything about whether the hens were alive or dead, just French.

Edward:  I am losing my patience, Jeters. YOU are ruining my present. But since the next one is “calling” I guess those will have to be alive.

Quartet:  {Singing} On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me four calling birds...

{Jeters presents the Duchess with four birds in a cage, making weird sounds.}

Edward:  {Begrudgingly} Well, they appear to be alive, but I don’t know for how long.

Jeters:  Wait until you see the next one, I am sure you will be happy with this.

Quartet:  {Singing} On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me five golden rings...

{Jeters presents the Duchess with five golden rings on a velvet pillow. After going through the presentation, he pauses and looks at the Duke.}

Edward:  BY George, I think you got one.

Jeters:  Thank you, Your Grace.

Quartet:  {Singing} On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me six geese a-laying...

{Jeters presents the Duchess with a wooden box full of straw and six eggs.}

Edward:  Where are the geese?

Jeters:  Your Grace, I couldn’t possibly allow them into the park area, think of the mess. Your guests would not have been able to walk for stepping in— 

Edward:  Enough!  {He gestures for the quartet to continue.}

Quartet:  {Singing} On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me seven swans a swimming...

{Jeters visibly upset, stares at the pillows with large white feathers sticking out of the seams.}

Jeters:  Swimming, did they sing swimming?

Edward:  Of course, they did.  Jeters where are the swans?

Jeters:  Well, perhaps I could not read your list properly. I do not read very well. I thought it said, “seven swans for sleeping.”

Edward:  Jeters where are the swans? I know you procured them, because I saw them swimming on the pond yesterday.

Jeters:  They are in the pillows.  {Aghast Jeters gingerly presents the pillows to the Duchess. The Duke groans and rubs his forehead.}

Quartet:  {Singing} On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, eight maids a milking...

{Jeters gestures for eight of the servers to grab a milk pail and come forward.}

Edward:  You can not have maids-a-milking without the cows. Where are the cows?

Jeters:  In the stable, Your Grace. Perhaps Her Grace would like to tour the stables later?

{The Duchess offended shakes her head, no.}

Quartet:  {Singing} On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, nine ladies waiting...

{Jeters gestures to the audience, and the ladies given the white cards earlier as they entered the Estate Park, come forward and curtsy to Her Grace.}

Edward:  You used my guests?

Jeters:  Well, I couldn’t very well go to the royal court and ask to borrow the real ladies-in-waiting.

Quartet:  {Singing} On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, Ten Lords a leaping...

{Jeters gestures to the gentlemen present with red cards to come forward. Jeters leads them with some wild jumping. The audience members follow and begin jumping up and down.}

Edward:  You asked MY Peers? What will they say in the House of Lords?

Quartet:  {Singing}  On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me, eleven pipers piping...

{Jeters begins passing out pipes to the eleven children previously chosen, who begin making a calliope of sounds.}

Edward:  Could you not have hired musicians?

Jeters:  They were already booked, you only gave me the list yesterday and—

Edward:  Enough.

Quartet:  {Singing} On the Twelfth Day of Christmas my true love gave to me, twelve drummers drumming...

{Jeters runs to pass out drums to the previously selected audience, then looks in fear at the Duke.}

Jeters:  About hiring real drummers—

Edward:  {With resignation and disgust}  I know. I only gave you the list yesterday.

{The quartet sings quickly through the verses, with Jeters showing each one.  At the end Jeters collapses, and everyone applauds.}

Gwendolyn:  Oh Edward, what a perfectly marvelous gift. Thank you so much, you worked so hard on the present.

{The Duke salutes her hand.}

Sophia:  {She stares at Jeters laying on the floor.} Yes Edward, I can see how much effort and thought you put into Gwendolyn’s gift.

Edward:  {ignoring Sophia}  You are quite welcome my dear. What would you like to do next my dear, stay and hear the Quartet sing?

Gwendolyn:  Can we come back later and hear the Quartet sing? I believe we should venture into the mansion, and listen a while to Aunt Louisa’s Music Recital.

Louisa:  Yes, I spent hours selecting who should sing and what.  Henry, come along now, I need you to accompany the singers.

Henry:  Right now? I had hoped to have a little game of cards with the Duke in the Gentlemen’s wing. Is that not right Edward?

Edward:  Quite right, Henry. I would love a game of Faro.

Henry:  Perhaps I could challenge you—

Louisa:  The Music Room, now Henry!

Henry:  Perhaps later, my friend.

Gwendolyn:  Sophia, what are you going to do?

Sophia:  Oh, I think I will stay and listen to the Quartet. Afterwhich Amelia, the girls, and I are doing a special poetry reading right here.

Edward:  You are going to be reading poetry, in public, with the governess?

Sophia:  Yes, of course. Amelia is a quite talented member of the Ladies Poetry Guild I started.

Edward:  You have allowed a servant in your Guild? Sophia you simply must stop being so friendly with the staff. Gwendolyn are you going to allow this nonsense?

Gwendolyn:  Well I was, but if you—

Sophia:   Of course she is, this is not nonsense. We are going to give a wonderful presentation; in which, I might remind you, your children are going to be assisting Amelia and myself.

Gwendolyn:  Oh, we will come back to see them later.

{The Duchess is attempting to separate Sophia and the Duke to stop a fight.}

Edward:  Shall we depart, my dear?

{The Duke signals for the Quartet to begin their next number, “Here We Come A Wassailing.”   The Duke and Duchess leave. Richard the footman begins to allow small groups, of 15 to 20 people at a time, into the mansion. The Quartet begins to walk in single file circles around the Gazebo. Jeters at a signal from Sophia will bring the Quartet something to drink, as was Tradition.}

[Directors Note: this is the beginning of the rotation in the Estate Park, which is gone through twice. The remaining part of Scene 2, runs concurrently with Scene 3, and 4. This allows for dispersion of guests throughout the venue.  Some should follow the Duke, others should stay, and everyone mingles. Richard as Footman controls the audience flow through the mansion door.]

Quartet 2:   I think to honor the foreign guests, we should sing some sailing song.

Quartet 1:  We can not sing a sailing song, this is a Christmas celebration. I am the leader, and I will decide what we are going to sing. Lords and Ladies, in honor of our foreign guests this evening... “I Saw Three Ships.”  {The Quartet forms a semi-circle and sings.}

Quartet 4:  Oh Maestro, with your permission may we sing my favorite, “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen?”

Quartet 3:  Yes, and maybe the audience will sing along on the chorus?

Quartet 1:  Excellent! Everyone, I will signal when you should sing along.  {The Quartet goes back to hack facing four different ways as the sing.}

Quartet 3:  I think we should sing a song in honor of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert.

Quartet 1:  How about, “Silent Night?”

Quartet 2:  That’s excellent for the Prince, but what about for the Queen?

Quartet 3:  Oh the Queen enjoys anything that Prince Albert enjoys.

Quartet 4:  In German or English?

Quartet 1:  English, of course, we are in England.  {They form a semi-circle to sing the song.} And now for a little fun...{They sing “We Wish You a Merry Christmas.” }  That is all from the Duke’s Quartet for now Lords and Ladies, but we will be back later.  Why don’t you gather to hear the Poetry reading?

Sophia:  {Sophia and Amelia have moved to podiums on the stage. In between the podiums, a stable can be seen, as well as the Duke’s children.} Your attention please. The Knoxshire* Ladies Poetry Guild and the Duke’s children have worked very hard on this presentation. I hope you will enjoy.  Amelia, if you please.

Amelia:  {Reading from the Bible}  The Holy Bible, authorized by King James, St. Luke Chapter 2. And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustas, that all the world would be taxed. And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city.

{The nativity set is about 1/2 life size. Joseph is placed into position, by Emily.}

And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David:) To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child.

{Mary is placed into the stable, by Beatrice.}

Sophia:  {Reading from the Bible.} And so it was, that while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in the manager; because there was no room for them in the inn.

{Baby Jesus is placed into position, by Emily.}

AMELIA: Jesus our Brother, kind and good 

Was humbly born in a stable rude, 

And friendly beasts around him stood.

Jesus our Brother, kind and good.

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