by Susan Glaspell (1921)
Ira - Male, Over 50 yrs
Scene partner - Madeline
Monologue - Dramatic, 1:00 to 2:00 min
The light in his eyes as he talked of it, now — eyes gone — and the world he died for all hate and war. Waste. Waste. Nothin' but waste — the life of this house. Why, folks to-day'd laugh to hear my father talk. He gave his best land for ideas to live. Thought was going to make us a better people. What was his word? Aspiration. Well, look at your friend, young Jordan. Kicked from the college to prison for ideas of a better world. His 'aspiration' puts him in a hole on bread and water! So — mind your own business, that's all that's so in this country. Oh, I told your brother all that — the night I tried to keep him. Told him about his mother — to show what come of running to other folks. And he said — standing right there — eyes all bright, he said, 'Golly, I think that's great!' And then he — walked out of this house. Madeline! Don't you leave me — all alone in this house — where so many was once. What's Hindus — alongside your own father — and him needing you? It won't be long. After a little I'll be dead — or crazy — or something. But not here alone where so many was once.