Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-02-23

ManiacaI laughter echoes through the wind
Ing ways. -, .-.. ----
Great Scottr The tourist jumped back
from wailing voice that came from q
big black pot hanging over what seemed
glowing fire. ''Oh. take me out! They've
kept me cooking here 5000 years" While
on a red-hot grill lovely girl sat singing
disconsolately to her mandolin. Great Luci-
fer himself deigned to call up hts troops
to wait on US: "Diables denfer. horribles ct
corpus. gros ct menus. aux regards BASIL
iques." Dogs infamous. where are you0
Lucifer Is fine figure Of man; and il
Montmartre tradition errs not his Nerudfte
demonolo8y comes to him from a Belgian
university-where he was q noted profess
sor. There was woman. scandal and a
smash-up: and behold the grave and learn
ed university professor becomes a Partisan
personality of night and fete. who never
sees a learned companion. who consorts
with FOUNDERS. wallowinE cententedly in
Montmartre razzle.
Lucifer Turned Pale.
One night, all the same, the man was
shocked. He perceived at one of his tables.
In an attitude of absolute detection, an I'M
kempt and careworn person, out at elbows,
yet with vague air of old refinement.
Lucifer stared at him. There could be no
error. Even Luclfer triumphant turned pale
it was the man he had injured so irrep-
arably back in Belgium. fellow profess
SOr, Tor whose moral breakup, attendant
on the ruin of his home, Luctfer was re-
sponsible
Up. heart" said Lucifer. He shook
himself-and took great resolve. He
sat before the listless victim, saying
''Clara's upstairs. She'll be glad to see
you. Wen be friends. We are growing
old. Say. You stay with us. l have rent
ed a place next door. almost, for 'Caba-
with the key of the cash box
Thus the old enemies are co-directors and
proprietors of Heaven" and He'll" 'hav-
ing both gone through both with the same
guide" to reach their present peace.
II like Heaven" said the tourist.
Its front Is LUMINOSITY pink and white.
Husky male angels with blue chins like
actors. clad in white robes. meet you at
the portal Beneath arches of a Gothic
cathedral soothing harmonies are waited
from a great pipe organ. At one end a
life-sized Buddha- holds a pair Of scales
that flatteringiy balance toward good
works" for every trembling tourist who
consults them.
seraphim and cherubim in curled blonde
wigs. In white robes over pink tights. with
wings attached to their shoulder blades
you at 1.-The celestial banquet"
La calico divin, madame?'-that's beer.
La coupe sacree, monsieu?-thats beer
too.
"L'ambroisie of the gods, monsieur e
madame more beer.
Father Onesime. in velvet just-au-corps
functions as beadle; rings the wooden bel
Called Josephine); interrupts the fathe
prior's discourse like a minstrel end man
promenades the Golden Calf. and finally dis
| tributes tickets for the celestial Visions"
Melancholy St. Peter.
ST. Peter-who. in spite of participation il
| the profits remains melancholy. leads tn,
procession UP q rose-strewed inclined way
All, the fabulous vision. We are nov
| among the stars! They twinkle in the blue
black night around us, from vague wall
| and ceiling! A sweet aria of violins swell
to a vast orchestral harmony as pink ligh
| dawns White clouds turn rose, and ros
clouds watt themselves aside in golden light
| In the golden light fair faces smile; lith
forms. half hid by flowing tresses, fioa
| and fade!
! They are high-class projections mon
| sieur." muttered an old peasant farmer OIL
| the spree, who quit the place behind us
while the tourist marveled:
Say how was Ii DONE those great blu
! eyes? I saw them first as eyes; fac
dawned round them faint and lovely beyon,
| words. saw the red lips move! There wa
the mobility Of life In all the features! Say
/ that face was Ave times life-sixe-in a clou,
l of golden hair. 1t bore down on me lumi
i nously terrible in beauty. was hypnotized
I tell you. l was frightened! Say It's tim
for supper.
Which shows that the tourist had caugh
the Partisan spirit Why are we American
afraid to sup? I've seen them cut Ii out
and spoil their evening.
At the Agile Rabbit" there was not
| seat: so much the better for one of us. VIII
/ delighted not in its great plate Of rabbit
] civet. rich and spicy. Nor would the touris
unger in the Taverne Bruant, where tn