atmosphere with soft coal smoke.
What! Anarchists within the walls of Syracuse? O horror! The newspapers
reported of special session at City Hall, how to meet the terrible
calamity.
Well, Syracuse still stands on its old site. The second meeting,
attended largely by "genuine" Americans, brought by curiosity perhaps,
was very successful. We were assured that the lecture made a splendid
impression, which led us to think that we probably were guilty of some
foolishness, as the Greek philosopher, when his lectures were applauded,
would turn to his hearers and ask, "Gentlemen, have I committed some
folly?"
Au revoir.
E. G. and M. B.
THE MORAL DEMAND.
A COMEDY, IN ONE ACT, BY OTTO ERICH HARTLEBEN.
Translated from the German for "Mother Earth."
CAST.
RITA REVERA, concert singer.
FRIEDRICH STIERWALD, owner of firm of "C. W. Stierwald Sons" in
Rudolstadt.
BERTHA, Rita's maid.
_Time._--End of the nineteenth century.
_Place._--A large German fashionable bathing resort.
* * * * *
Scene.--_Rita's boudoir. Small room elegantly furnished in Louis XVI.
style. In the background, a broad open door, with draperies, which leads
into an antechamber. To the right, a piano, in front of which stands a
large, comfortable stool._
* * * * *
RITA (_enters the antechamber attired in an elaborate ball toilette. She
wears a gray silk cloak, a lace fichu, and a parasol. Gaily tripping
toward the front, she sings_): "Les envoyees du paradis sont les
mascottes, mes amis...." (_She lays the parasol on the table and takes
off her long white gloves, all the while singing the melody. She
interrupts herself and calls aloud_) Bertha! Bertha! (_Sings_) O
Bertholina, O Bertholina!
BERTHA (_walks through the middle_): My lady, your pleasure?
(_Rita has taken off her cloak and stands in front of the mirror. She is
still humming the melody absentmindedly_).
(_Bertha takes off Rita's wraps._)
RITA (_turns around merrily_): Tell me, Bertha, why does not the
electric bell ring? I must always sing first, must always squander all
my flute notes first ere I can entice you to come. What do you suppose
that costs? With that I can immediately arrange another charity matinee.
Terrible thing, isn't it?
BERTHA: Yes. The man has not yet repaired it.
RITA: O, Bertholina, _why_ has the man not yet repaire
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