The stage play Miss Lulu Bett by Zona Gale (1874-1938) is adapted from her novel Miss Lulu Bett, published in 1920. The play was produced by Brock Pemberton at the Belmont Theatre, New York, and first performed on December 27, 1920. It was subsequently copyrighted and published by D. Appleton and Co. of New York in 1921. Miss Lulu Bett won the Pulitzer Prize for Drama, 1920-1921. Miss Lulu Bett has three separate endings. In the novel, after discovering that her first marriage is invalid, Lulu marries again. When writing the play, Gale felt that putting two weddings into an evening's entertainment was compressing things too much. She wrote an initial ending for the play, then revised it to make it more popular with audiences. Here, the revised ending of the play is printed first, followed by the original ending of the play, replicating the order in which they were printed in the first published edition of the play. *** a selection from: ACT ONE SCENE I THE DEACON DINING-ROOM: Plain rose paper, oak sideboard, straight chairs, a soft old brown divan, table laid for supper. Large pictures of, say, and "Paul and Virginia and " and Abbott Thayer's and "Motherhood. and " A door left leads to kitchen; a door right front leads to the passage and the and "other and " room. Back are two windows with lace curtains, revealing shrubbery or blossoming plants; and a shelf with a clock and a photograph of Ninian Deacon. Over the table is a gas burner in a glass globe. In the center of the table is a pink tulip in a pot. The stage is empty. (Enter MONONA. She tiptoes to the table, tastes a dish or two, hides a cooky in her frock; begins a terrible little chant on miscellaneous notes.) (Enter DWIGHT DEACON.) DWIGHT. What! You don't mean you're in time for supper, baby? MONONA. I ain't a baby. DWIGHT. Ain't. Ain't. Ain't. MONONA. Well, I ain't. DWIGHT. We shall have to take you in hand, mama and I. We shall-have-to-take-you in hand. MONONA. I ain't such a bad girl. DWIGHT. Ain't. Ain't. Ain't. (Enter INA, Door R. E.) INA. Dwightie! Have I kept you waiting? DWIGHT. It's all right, my pet. Bear and forbear. Bear and forbear. INA. Everything's on the table. I didn't hear Lulu call us, though. She's fearfully careless. And Dwight, she looks so bad-when there's company I hate to have her around. (They seat themselves.) DWIGHT. My dear Ina, your sister is very different from you. INA. Well, Lulu certainly is a trial. Come Monona. DWIGHT. Live and let live, my dear. We have to overlook, you know. What have we on the festive board to-night? INA. We have creamed salmon. On toast. MONONA. I don't want any. DWIGHT. What's this? No salmon? MONONA. No. INA. Oh now, pet! You liked it before. MONONA. I don't want any. DWIGHT. Just a little? A very little? What is this? Progeny will not eat?