
CONTENTS
GRANDMA GREGG—Founder of the Flushing Academy of Household Science for Young Ladies.
PAULINE—Working out her tuition.
SUSAN JANE JONES—An Emissary of the American Ladies' Association for the Promotion of Female Supremacy.
KATE—A student.
GRACE—A student.
EDITH—A student.
IDA—A student.
MAY—A student.
OTHER YOUNG LADY STUDENTS.
THE IDEAL HUSBAND—by himself.
SCENE.—The class room of Grandma Gregg's Academy of Household Science for Young Ladies, at Flushing.
TIME.—Now or soon.
SCENE.—The Class-room. A table. Chairs arranged in semi-circle; an easy chair for Grandma Gregg. Screen in one corner. Chairs or couch upon which to lay wraps and hats. Otherwise an ordinary room. Tea things on the table.
(PAULINE, center of stage, with pail, broom, dusting rag, scrubbing brushes and mop, is discovered on hands and knees scrubbing. As curtain rises she rises to her knees, throws scrubbing brush and soap into the pail, gets up with difficulty and mops the floor. She is singing.)
PAULINE. (singing) "All alone, all alone, nobody here but me. All alone, all alone, nobody here but me, All alone, all—" (she stops mopping and leans on the mop handle) Here it is now two weeks I've been workin' out my tuition in this Academy of Household Science for Young Ladies, and 'tis nothin' but scrub, scrub, mop, mop, sweep, sweep, from mornin' 'til night! I see plenty of work, but none of that tuition has come my way yet "Wanted," says the advertisement, "a young lady to work out her tuition in an academy." It says that, "Grandma Gregg's Flushing Academy of Household Science," it says, "fits the young ladies for to occupy properly their positions at the heads of their homes," it says, "It will be a fine thing for you, Pauline," I says, "to be tuitioned in an Academy," so I come, (mops) "We'll begin your lessons right away," says Grandma Gregg, "take th' scrub brush an' a pail of water an' some soap an' scrub th' cellar." I've been scrubbin' ever since. I don't care much for the higher education when there is so much scrub in it. (mops)
(GRANDMA GREGG enters. PAULINE, not seeing her, goes to table and examines tea things, books, etc.)
GRANDMA GREGG. Pauline!
PAULINE. (beginning to mop hastily) Yes'm!
GRANDMA. Don't forget your curtsey, Pauline.
PAULINE. (<