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MAUDE LE PAGE WILL OFFER TO SELL HER SOUL FOR
$1,000.00 IN THE COLLEGE INN TONIGHT
Miss Maude LePage, the West
Side girl with the delicate and
poetic soul, held down by a deli
catessen and dill pickle environ
ment, made another unsuccessful
effort to auction off said perfect
ly good soul for $1,000 last night.
Tonight's big entertainment
Miss LePage will attempt to sell
her soul in the College IU.
She attempted to make a "sale"'
in the Auditorium theater, the
very soul of art and poetry. Pre
viously, attired in man's clothes,
she had failed to do any business
in the dining room of the Black
stone hotel. Plenty of gentlemen
were willing to buy, but they
were not buying souls.
It was at the close of the first
act of "Louise." The opera sing
ers had retired to think up a few
new Italian words to hurl at the
audience, who didn't know what
it was all about anyway.
Miss LePage rose from a front
seat in the second balcony.
' Ladies and gentlemen," she
She "got"' her audience in a
second. They were hungry for
some real, live English. Miss Le
Page used language with a
"I have with me this evening
a perfectly new and spotless
soul," continued the soul seller.
"It is a good soul. I have had it
With me for twenty well, sev
eral years. It is the real article.
All I want for this soul is $1,000.
I need the money to publish my
book of verses (To My Cigaret. j
And the verses are just as good
as the soul."
The audience howled for more.
An usher hustled down the aisle
toward Miss LePage.
" 'To My Cigaret,' " began Miss
Page. And then the usher tapped
Jier on the shoulder.
"No cigarets" in here. This
ain't a burlesque house," he said.
"What you want to write about is
'To the Street.' Come on."
Miss LePage went.
The press agent of the Auditor
ium denied he had given Miss
LePage her ticket to "Louise."
Further particulars about
Miss LePage's soul can be secur
ed at her home, 333 S. Winches
OUR NAUGHTY MAYOR
Mayor Harrison should be gen
tle and tolerant with the preach
ers who are scolding him and say
ing "Naughty-Naughty" because
be didn't receive them in state,
and listen to their tale of woe
about the saloons.
If he has read history he must
know that for many generations,
one of the favorite indoor sports
of some preachers has been chas
ing saloonkeepers with a stuffed
club and regulating humanity's
thirst for booze with man-made
Even law and order leagues get
fussy only as to a few of the laws :
and their favorite game is saloon
keepers, gamblers and prostitutes.
When the lawless newspaper
publishers hired ex-convicts and