Marion Craig Wentworth

Summary

Marion Craig Wentworth War Brides: A Play in One Act

There will always be war.
Hedwig:
Then one day we will stop giving you men. Look at mother. Four sons torn from her in one month, and none of you ever asked her if she wanted war. You keep us here helpless. We don't want dreadnoughts and armies and fighting, we women. You tear our husbands, our sons, from us,—you never ask us to help you find a better way,—and haven't we anything to say?
Hertz:
No. War is man's business.
Hedwig:
Who gives you the men? We women. We bear and rear and agonize. Well, if we are fit for that, we are fit to have a voice in the fate of the men we bear.
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Marion Craig Wentworth War Brides: A Play in One Act

I can hardly breathe for thinking of my Franz, waiting, never knowing from minute to minute. From the way I feel, I should think my child would be born mad, I'm that wild with worrying. And then for Amelia to go through the agony alone! No husband to help her through the terrible hour. What solace can the state give then? And after that, if you don't come back, who is going to earn the bread for her child? Struggle and struggle to feed herself and her child; and the fine-sounding name you trick us with—war bride!
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Marion Craig Wentworth War Brides: A Play in One Act

If we breed the men for you, why don't you let us say what is to become of them? Do we want them shot—the very breath of our life?
Hoffman:
It is for the fatherland.
Hedwig:
You use us, and use us—dolls, beasts of burden, and you expect us to bear it forever dumbly; but I won't! I shall cry out till I die. And now you say it almost out loud, "Go and breed for the empire."
Source: Gutenberg

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