A PROFANE BURLESQUE.

Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXIX, Issue 141, 7 August 1911, Page 2

A PROFANE BURLESQUE.

WHAT THE “DEVIL THINKS. Iho Parisians’ latest amusement is a profane burlesque called “Hell,” at present (says “JVI.A.P.” on June 3rd) being played at the Folies Bergeres. Hero arc some entertaining extracts from the revue ; Tlie Devil.—All good people go to Heaven ; all tire best people come here. We got everyone worth while—authors, artists, actors, doctors, lawyers, and most of the fashionable clergymen. Miss Liberty.—Row delightful. * Iho Devil.—My work grows lighter every day. People come down without asking any nolp from me. Whenever a busy'man asks his best friend to take his. wife now and then, we prepare lor arrivals. Whenever a bank ci shier, buys an automobile w; make up the bed in the spare room. Brigham Young’s been with ns thirty years. His wives are all in Heaven. He’s just erzy about this place. (Putting on his tail) If I didn’t wear this, nobody would believe 1 was the devil. iVuss Liberty.—Then you don’t al-ways-wear a tail? ; Devil.—No. My ancestors, did. Times have changed. I couldn’t do a tiling with human nature if I went around looking like the devil. Usually I masquerade as a woman. Miss Liberty.—And to think men say unkind things 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 getsi caught, ho blames me. (.Sobs. Miss Liberty starts t o’comfort him;-Enter clerk).- • ~f-f Miss Liberty.—Who’s that? Devil.-—Our room clerk. A Frenchman. Sometimes he acts as my interpreter. ariss Liberty.—Why, I thought you spoke all languages. Devil.—All languages but French. They never needed me in Paris.