Identifier: pageantofschenec00mack (find matches)
Title: The pageant of Schenectady, in celebration of the two hundred and fiftieth anniversary of the founding of Schenectady, given in Union college grounds, May 30th and 31st and June 1st, 1912
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: Mackay, Constance D'Arcy
Subjects: Pageants -- New York (State) Schenectady Schenectady (N.Y.) -- History
Publisher: (Schenectady, Gazette press
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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Grow and prosper. I have said it. Chieftain of the Onondagas,Keep alive your nations valor,Keep alive the old traditions,As a fire before your wigwams.Truth and justice—seek them always.These remember. I have spoken. (As Hiazvatha has been speaking, appear mystic figures cloth-ed in the hues of sunset. They zveave a mysterious dance withgestures that call and beckon.) Star-of-Springtime. Who are these that steal upon us?Who are these that wave and beckon? Maskato. Tis the Spirits of the Sunset.Come to summon Hiawatha. First Spirit. Hiawatha! Hiawatha. I am ready. The Women. Do not leave us, Hiawatha! Hiawatha. Fare you well. O much loved people,As I pass, you will pass alsoW^hen the Sunset Spirits call you. 15 The Tribe. Fare you well, O Hiawatha,Never shall your tribe forget you. The Women. (Wailing softly)Hiawatha, Hiawatha!(Hiaivatha follozvs the Spirits of the Sunset, and they dis-appear in the distance.) Chief of the Cay it gas. Come and pray to the Great Spirit. Exeunt Onines.
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Mr. Frank Smith as Arent Van Curler Photo by White PART II.—EARLY SETTLEMENT.Episode 1.—The Coming of Arent Van Curler. An Indian encampment one hundred years after the passingof Hiawatha. A group of Indian maidens run in and seat them-selves in a semi-circle. Tzvo old Indians seat themselves nearthe ivar-drum. An Indian maiden runs in, greeted zvith acclaimand hand clapping; she makes a sign to the man at the zvar-drum and begins a dance. The Dance of the Autumn Leaves.Then Sawara, the Medicine-woman, enters. The Indianmaidens offer her gifts zvhich she acknozvledges zvith a gravenod. Enter Kaszvi, an Indian brave. Kaswi. Speak—in the tongue—of the Pale-Faces, Sawara,that I may also learn to speak it. (Sazuara looks straight beforeher.) You who have lived near the houses of the Pale-Faces—and have the gift—of tongues—You who are the Medicine-women—and very wise—(Pleading.) As a favor, Sawara—In the winter Kaswi brought many beaver skins to the door ofthe wigwam of

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