in her face � a dead child lay near and this group were two supernatural shapes � one in scarlet the other in black � vast and almost beyond the stature of humanity � the scarlet figure represented and its blood red fingers were advanced to clutch the diamond crown from society s brow � the form was death and even as we looked it slowly raised its dart in act to strike the effect was weird and wonderful � and the grim lesson the picture conveyed was startling enough to make a very visible impression the sorrows of satan no one spoke � no one applauded � but people moved and on their seats � and there was an audible sigh of relief as the curtain closed opening again it displayed the second � bravery ancient and modem this was in two scenes � the first one depicted a nobleman of elizabeth s time with drawn his foot on the prostrate body of a coarse who had evidently from the insulted a woman whose slight figure was dis shrinking timidly away from the contest this was ancient bravery � and it changed rapidly to modem showing us an narrow shouldered pallid in opera coat and hat smoking a and languidly appealing to a policeman to protect him from another young of his own class attired who was represented as round a corner in abject terror we all recognised the force of the application and were in a much better humour with this pictured satire than we had been at the lesson of society next followed a lost angel in which was shown a great hall in the palace of a king where there were numbers of brilliantly attired people all in various attitudes and evidently completely absorbed in their own concerns so much so as to be entirely unconscious of the fact that in their very midst stood a wondrous angel clad in dazzling white with a round her fair hair and a glory as of the sunset on her half drooping wings her eyes were wistful � her face was pensive and expectant she seemed to say will the world ever know that i am here somehow � as the curtain slowly closed again amid loud applause for the picture was beautiful � i thought of and sighed looked up at me why do you sigh she said it is a lovely fancy � but the symbol is wasted in the present audience � no one with education believes in angels now a days true i assented yet there was a at my heart for her words reminded me of what i would rather have forgotten � namely her own admitted lack of all religious faith the sorrows of satan the was the next and represented an emperor at his knelt a piteous crowd of the starving and oppressed holding up their lean hands to him clasped in petition but he looked away from them as though he saw them not his head was turned to listen to the side whisper of one who seemed by the bend and flattering smile to be his adviser and � yet that very held behind his back a drawn dagger ready to strike his sovereign to the heart russia whispered one or two of the company as the scene was obscured but the scarcely breathed suggestion quickly passed into a murmur of amazement and awe as the curtain parted again to disclose a comer of hell this was indeed original and quite unlike what might have been imagined as the conventional treatment of such a subject what we saw was a black and hollow glittering alternately with the of ice and fire � huge drooped from above and pale flames leaped stealthily into view from below and within the dark the shadowy form of a man was seated counting out gold or what seemed to be gold yet as coin after coin slipped through his ghostly fingers each one was seen to change to fire � and the lesson thus pi was easily read the lost soul had made its own torture and was still at work and increasing its own fiery agony much as this scene was admired for its effect of light and shade i personally was glad when it was from view there was something in the dreadful face of the doomed sinner that reminded me forcibly and of those ghastly three i had seen in my horrid vision on the night of ton s suicide seeds of corruption was the next picture and showed us a young and beautiful girl in her early lying on a luxurious couch en with a novel in her hand of which the title was plainly seen by all � a novel well known to present and the work of a much praised living author round her on the floor and cast carelessly on a chair at her side were other the sorrows of satan novels of the same type � all their titles turned towards us and the names of their authors equally made manifest what a daring idea said a lady in the seat immediately behind me i wonder if any of those authors are present if they are they won t mind replied the man next to her with a smothered laugh those sort of writers would merely take it as a first class advertisement looked at the with a pale face and wistful eyes that is a true picture she said under her breath it is painfully true i made no answer � i thought i knew to what she alluded but alas � i did not know how deeply the seeds of corruption had been sown in her own nature or what a harvest they would bring forth the curtain closed � to open again almost immediately on his latest purchase here we were shown the interior of a luxurious modern drawing room where about eight or 