eautiful than this, for we shall go higher, and
climb those Morning Mountains. The flowers of the Spirit grow there.
_Everychild_
And we shall gather them?
_Father_
Yes, Everychild. Come now, and bring all the others with you. We will
take that path yonder to the hills.
_Mother_
No, wait! They are not all here. There are some missing. They must all
come.
_Father_
It will be so long to wait. Let us go with these.
_Mother_ (_laying her hand on_ EVERYCHILD'S _head_)
Have we not named her Everychild?
_Father_
Yes. She must go down and find all who have lost their way. Perhaps some
have awakened in the wrong place and are wandering about in the dark
jungle of the world. We will wait here till they come.
_Mother_
Go, Everychild. Find them and bring them all back with you. Take this
lamp. (_Hands her a rose-colored lamp, etc._)
_Father_
Our lamp?
_Mother_
Our love!
_Father_
Take it, Everychild. With this lamp you can find the lost children and
bring them all back with you.
_Mother_
We will wait for them no matter how long.
(EVERYCHILD _starts down along a path leading off the stage to
the right--the music and singing continue through the whole scene._
CHO-CHO _appears, right, for a moment and points her path to her
saying: "This way, Everychild."_)
(CURTAIN FALLS)
CURTAIN _rises revealing_
SCENE II: _A squalid room in a city tenement, a miserable stove,
a bedraggled bed. Right, a table at which a poorly dressed man and
woman are working fast and feverishly. Three children of about four,
eight, and ten years sit on a bench, left, sewing as fast as they
can, looking tired, depressed, weary. It is evening, the room poorly
lit. Noises from the street, street calls, rumbling of vehicles, honk
of autos, etc., etc._
_The Younger Child_
Ma, can I go to bed? I am so tired and hungry.
_Mother_
It ain't ten yet. It will be only a few minutes more. The boss is coming
early in the morning and we must have the work ready. Now you be still
and keep working. You don't know what a good home you got. Ain't she got
a good home, John?
_Father_
You bet she got a good home, and if you all work now we get the good
coffee and bread in the morning and perhaps in a couple a weeks we all
go to the movies.
_Oldest Child_
Gee, I like to see that fairy play what we see once.
(_Bell strikes ten._)
_Mother_
Now, g
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