Lincoln Sisters: Mrs. Watson

Yes sister

Good Morning Baby. Good Morning Eugenia.

Yes, morning and the weather has nothing to do with it.

I hope Mercy hasn’t been bothering you. He is usually very hungry when he wakes up.

I don’t think pigs belong in houses! They belong on farms!

Yes, well we will just be on our way and not bother you anymore. Come along, Mercy. I’ll make you some buttered toast.

That would be lovely. (transition)

Ticket seller: Headed where?

Her name is Baby Lincol and she is on a necessary journey.

Ticket Seller: Uh-huh headed where?

I am not entirely certain

Ticket Seller: Schedule. Pick a destination

Franklin Endicott I have no need of assistance

Whatever can be in that extremely large box? Mercy and I just had to come over and see.

Don’t be ridiculous

Maybe someone sent you something to eat. Maybe it’s a fruit basket.

I have no idea

Open it, open it.

What in the world could it be? Oh it’s so exciting! And also very unexpected.

It’s terribly exciting. I am hoping that it is a fruit basket. Maybe it will contain oranges and bananas and perhaps a gigantic pineapple. Mercy loves a fruit basket.

An accordion

A what?

It’s an accordion

I was hoping for a fruit basket.

Yes, you said so. Several times.

Well, an accordion is a wonderful thing. It’s almost as wonderful as a fruit basket. Mercy just adores a fruit basket.

Who cares what pigs adore? I don’t believe in poetry, geegaws, whoop de woops and frivolity. And I don’t believe in accordions.

I guess I’ll head on home now.

I am interested in selling this instrument! Do you care to purchase it?

We heard music and thought maybe you were having a party.

Oh sister you look marvelous!

How darling!

But of course. We knew it all along. It was written in the stars she was born to play the accordion.

Good morning, good morning to all. I heard somebody playing the accordion in the street.