Poor Paris

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jun 28, 1899

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 25, No. 26.

Poor Paris.—God's service always furnishes sufficiently interesting work for every soul who will truly enter it. The live worker may become wearied, but never cloyed; never ennuied. As his work enlarges, his interest deepens. But Paris, beautiful Paris, long ago rejected God; and ever since has endeavored to find something to stimulate her jaded energies given to the world and self. She has had her "Café of Death," with its rattle of bones, and its grinning skulls, a sort of index to her humanly unseen life, but known to God, who sees the harvest in the seed. Now Paris adds another attraction in the "Café Inferno," in which men dressed as red imps and grinning, glaring demons, reckless and noisy, bring the visitors their various drinks on red trays, monstrous serpents are twined and wreathed overhead, and from every corner eyes of demons glare upon the visitor. Realistic scenes of all sorts are enacted to "cheer"(?) the world-wearied habitués of the place, the curious who may enter there. Poor Paris! Poor humanity apart from God!