Best broadcasts of 1938-39 (1939)

Page scan 000510 from Best broadcasts of 1938-39

Record Details:

Title:
Best broadcasts of 1938-39
Date:
1939
Publisher:
New York : Whittlesey House
Volume:
Best broadcasts of 1938-39
Leaf #:
000510
Language:
English
Collection:
Books and Broadcasting & Recorded Sound
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
May 30, 2024
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1 BEST BROADCASTS OF 1938-39 Jared. — She can’t take th’ risk! Emily. — I love ye, Jared! I’m your wife! Where ye go, I go! Jared. — True, there’s other wimmen coming. Nathan Woodbridge’s sister an’ Ezra Hamlin’s wife an . . . Emily. — Then I go! Sophia. — (Slowly) Don’t know what good I’m gonna be in Danford since people ain’t got money to buy my cakes and tarts. Might jest as well go along and look ater you children. Martha. — Aimt Sophia, don’t ye git crazy notions. Sophia. — Crazy, huh? I kin drive a team of oxen better’n Jared. You don’t need me, Marthy. These youngen’s need me. Jared. — We kin git a wagon and oxen! Emily! Aunt Sophia! Start putting together what we need! You’ll see! We’ll git out there! I’m going to talk to Nathan Woodbridge right now! Martha. — Squatters . . . jest squatters. . . . Don’t like the word. Jared. — What else kin a poor man do if he wants land ? Emily, I’ll be back in an hour! Sound. — Door opens . . . closes. Sophia. — You got spunk, Emily, goin’ with ’im now. Emily. — I’m glad you’re cornin’ with us. Martha. — Why . . . why won’t you stay here, Aimt Sophia ? Sophia. — Well . . . er . . . you see, Marthy . . . Emily and me have a little secret. Even Jared don’t know yit. I think I better go with ’em . . . ’cause . . . Emily’s goin’ ter have a baby. . . . Music. — Up and over. Voice. — In March, 1789, five women and fifteen men leave Danford, riding out in wagons and on horseback for Ohio. One night in May the party is high in the hills of Pennsylvania. A campfire is burning. Jared Weeks stands alone with Aunt Sophia. Sound. — Camp sounds. 486