WHAT THE DEVIL THINKS

New Zealand Times, Volume XXXIII, Issue 7869, 3 August 1911, Page 8

WHAT THE DEVIL THINKS

The Parisian’s latest amusement is a profane burlesque, called “Hell.” at present (says "M.A.P.” on. June 3rd) being played at. the Polios Bergeres. Here are some entertaining extracts from tho Tevue:—

Tho Devil.—All good people go to Heaven; all the best people come hereWo get everyone worth while—authors, artiste, adtors, doctors, lawyers, and, most of tho fashionable clergymen. Miss Liberty.—How delightful. The Devil.—My work grows lighter every day. People come, down without asking any help from me. Whenever a busy man asks his best friend to take his wife now and then, we prepare for arrivals. Whenever a bank cashier bnvs ah automobile we make up the bed In the spare room. Brigham Young’s been with us thirty years. His wives are all 'in Heaven. He's just crazy about this place. (Putting on his tail.) If I didn't wear this, nobody would, believe I was the devil.

Miss Liberty.—Then you don’t always wear a tail?

Devil—A o. My ancestors did. Timas have changed., I couldn’t do a thing with human nature if I wont around looking like Hie devil. Usually I masquerade as a woman. Miss Liberty.—And to think men nay unkind tilings of you, especially in the churches. .

Devil.—Ah! you've touched my tender spot. (Sniffles.) It’s pretty hard. Whenever anybody does what he particularly wanted to do, and gets caught, he blames me.

(Sobs. Miss Liberty starts to comfort Mm. Enter clerk.) Miss Liberty.—'Who’s that? Devil.—Onr room clerk. A Frenchman. Sometime- he acts as my interpreter. Dfisfi Liberty.—Why, I thought you spoko all languages. Devil.—AH languages but French. They never needed me in Paris.