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THE DEVIL 
 AT THE FAIR 
 
 Or 
 
 REFLECTIONS ON NUDE ART 
 
 BY 
 THOMAS H. KENNEDY. 
 
 PUBLISHED BY THOMAS H. KENNEDY 
 1035 MARKET STREET, SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. 
 
COPYRIGHT, 1915, BY THOMAS H. KENNEDY. 
 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 
 
 c * Thomas n. 
 
 
 CHASE & RAE, PRINTERS 
 SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 Page 
 
 THEY SHAME THE DEVIL 1 
 
 A BAD ADVERTISEMENT 7 
 
 THE BLOT OF SHAME 1 1 
 
 THE LOVERS EMBARRASSMENT - 1 5 
 
 A SMUTTY DISGRACE 19 
 
 THE JEWEL CITY.... 22 
 
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PREFACE 
 
 To -boost" our glorious Pair, is the duty of every loyal 
 citizen. Its intelligent and generous directors, having -gone 
 the limit" to make an Exposition of surpassing grandeur, 
 everybody should get in line behind the band-wagon and cheer. 
 
 All the buildings are profusely embellished, but some of 
 the decorations reveal amazing taste... Stuck on columns, foun 
 tains, pedestals and panels, all around the Pair, are many large 
 nude human statues, modeled true to nature and astonishingly 
 free from timid or prudish concealment of things usually cov 
 ered with fig leaves or breechclouts. 
 
 The figures are grand and inspiring spectacles, calculated 
 to arouse great religious enthusiasm in ordinary observers- 
 but the statues of ANGELS, also shown stripped STARK 
 NAKED, with spreading wings and exposing conspicuous sex 
 ual objects, are certainly ne p l m u \ ira embellishment which 
 may cause pious visitors and the clergy to glow with enthusi 
 astic pride, and sing peans for the Pair directors and their 
 exalted ideals. 
 
 With -naked truth" it is a startling advertisement for 
 Western morality, also jocosely appreciated by tenderloin 
 habitues, and curiously edifying for innocent children. Con 
 sidering that the wise and zealous officials expended a stupen 
 dous fortune for this chaste and beautiful feature, all should 
 cheerfully assist in giving deserved notoriety to Art of such 
 transcendent gracefulness and purity. Hie patet ingenii* campu*. 
 (Here is a field open for genius.) 
 
THEY SHAME THE DEVIL 
 
 The gates were closed, the visitors had gone, 
 And all was silent in the early morn ; 
 When Satan, musing in the heated air 
 Of Hell concluded to inspect the Fair. 
 He d heard so much from recent guests below, 
 About the beauty of the famous show, 
 That he decided to forsake his throne 
 And pay a visit to the place alone. 
 Then to the " Jewel City" fast he flew, 
 Perched on a roof which gave a general view ; 
 Looked o er the moonlit scene of domes and towers, 
 On fairy landscapes spread with palms and flowers, 
 And charmed as devils may be muttered: "Well, 
 Tis much more pleasant than some spots in Hell. 
 Next to the ground with buoyant wings did glide, 
 And viewed the wonders seen on ev ry side; 
 Surveyed the buildings, scanned each grand facade 
 Of lofty height, with ornament displayed; 
 
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 Roamed thro the highways and at ev ry turn, 
 Some new surprise which pleased him did discern, 
 Then stopped and gazed where naked statues high 
 On massive columns, caught his startled eye. 
 "What, w-h-a-t!" he uttered, as with thoughtful stare, 
 He eyed each modeled form with buttocks bare, 
 Then chuckled, wond ring at rude objects seen 
 On shocking fronts where fig leaves should have been. 
 
 "Blazes!" he muttered with amused inspection, 
 "They ll say that this was done by my direction; 
 And yet in all my heated realm of Hades, 
 Such smutty sights were ne er exposed to ladies. 
 These Western people must have morals queer, 
 To stand for statues which confront me here ; 
 Then turned, and down another lane he went 
 With noiseless hoofs, on observation bent; 
 When lo ! where er he went, he saw the same 
 Disgraceful figures with their flaunting shame; 
 Nude forms of men on ev ry building placed, 
 And women s too, with nakedness debased. 
 Tis strange, he mused, that such would mortals please, 
 When Hell would frown at art so rank as these, 
 And if an artist dared my realm degrade 
 With nasty sculpture such as here displayed, 
 We d quickly place him down in Fiddler s Green, 
 And doubly roast him for his figures mean; 
 For souls and devils would alike protest 
 Gainst art so filthy as these forms undressed." 
 
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 While musing thus, he paused and more amazed, 
 Neath "Tower of Jewels" on two panels gazed, 
 V/here stunning groups of men and women stood, 
 All true to nature and entirely nude. 
 
 "Hell fire!" he uttered, "here s a plastic revel 
 Of clotheless figures that would shame a devil. 
 I wonder what Saint Anthony would say 
 If shown these naked women made of clay?" 
 Lo ! as he spoke, the holy saint was there, 
 And looked on Lucifer with angry glare. 
 
 "I ve seen them, Satan," and his words awoke 
 The silent echoes as he sadly spoke. 
 "Such undraped statues, wickedly obscene, 
 On ev ry building in the place are seen, 
 And yet, how oft do hypocrites here prate 
 Of moral culture in the Golden State, 
 And rail at Orientals who would scorn 
 To show their offspring such a shame forlorn ! 
 Yet wond ring children from defilement free, 
 Shall here observe what childhood should not see; 
 While with the boasted culture of the West, 
 No voice of censure echoes with protest. 
 
 "In ancient Rome, its most licentious days 
 Ne er saw such filth exposed to public gaze, 
 But decent fig leaves from all eyes obscured 
 Debasing sights which here must be endured. 
 Now follow, Satan, and I ll show thee worse 
 The limit vile in Court of the Universe. 
 
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 "Good!" said the devil, "to the place proceed, 
 For once I ll follow where a saint may lead." 
 
 The saint led on, the devil followed, soon 
 They paced the "Court" illumined by the moon, 
 And Anth ny pointed to a column high, 
 Where female angel loomed against the sky, 
 With spreading wings and form of graceful mould, 
 Nude as a bathing nymph in legends old. 
 
 "See, Satan! this, a Pagan Temple named, 
 Where Faith s insulted and fair Art defamed. 
 Now tell me, ruler of eternal Hell, 
 By mem ry sweet of times ere angels fell! 
 Didst thou ere this, behold such sight debased 
 As the wing d figure on this fountain placed, 
 Or see an angel in such shocking pose, 
 Without a rag from shoulders to the toes?" 
 
 "Nay!" said the devil with a scowling face, 
 "And Tophet knows not such a foul disgrace. 
 Tho Dante s page and Dore s gifted pen, 
 Show Hell with clotheless dames and naked men; 
 It is not so, the sinners all who share 
 My regions hot, asbestos garments wear, 
 And ne er a subject to my care consigned 
 Exposes naked front or bare behind; 
 While decent devils heap the burning coals 
 And fling the brimstone on the guilty souls. 
 Tho man may here with moulded clay depict, 
 Exposures vile which devils interdict ; 
 
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 However bad, Saint Anthony, the least 
 To be expected from each artist beast; 
 That they to mortals would nude Art confine, 
 Nor mock with shame, angelic forms divine. 
 See! there s another standing overhead 
 The fountain yonder, with the wings outspread, 
 Bare as born baby, by my spear-tipped tail ! 
 A vulgar sex-mark shows it is a male, 
 Conspicuous modeled in its proper place, 
 Plain as the nose upon a monkey s face. 
 
 "Rude are the statues on the buildings tall, 
 But these the meanest, vilest of them all. 
 Tho lost forever I must still respect 
 All things divine which I may ne er expect; 
 But when mankind, to whom sweet Hope is given, 
 Thus libels Faith and shames the hosts of Heaven; 
 Then Hell for such should open wide the gate, 
 And Heaven approve each sordid sculptor s fate. 
 
 "The nasty figures here exposed to view, 
 Would feaze my fiends and make all Sheol blue. 
 Enough for me! Saint Anthony, farewell! 
 THEY SHAME THE DEVIL! I return to Hell!" 
 
 He waved adieu as sound like thunder broke, 
 And Satan vanished in a cloud of smoke ; 
 While Anth ny, cursing the divine disgrace, 
 Arose and faded in the moonlit space. 
 
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 A BAD ADVERTISEMENT 
 
 Free from worry or care I went out to the Fair 
 To look with amazement and joyful emotion, 
 
 On beautiful buildings with arches and gildings 
 That rose like a Fairyland kissed by the ocean. 
 
 As I rambled with pleasure I thought it a treasure,, 
 Till I to the "Court of the Universe" came, 
 
 Where I noticed surmountin the top of each fountain, 
 A pair of nude angels that shocked me with shame. 
 
 Twas a twain of both sexes, and this is what vexes 
 My modesty greatly and makes me deplore : 
 
 Tho I ve seen angels clever, I know that man never 
 Beheld one so vulgarly naked before. 
 
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 The pious will wonder what kind of a blunder 
 
 Was made when they modeled the angel entire, 
 
 And if we don t dress him they never will bless him, 
 But wish him in Hell or a thousand miles higher. 
 
 And the female angelic, who looks like a relic 
 Barbaric, and shocking to Modesty s eyes; 
 
 Would surely be better if someone would get her 
 A garment to decently cover her thighs. 
 
 Quite astonished I wandered and paralyzed pondered, 
 When placed on another big building I saw 
 
 Close to one of the portals, nude figures of mortals 
 With vulgar exposures disgracing the law. 
 
 All over the Fair the modest may stare, 
 
 With disgust at the statues so vilely unchaste 
 
 Men, children and women, all ready for swimmin , 
 Without e en a fig leaf the town is disgraced. 
 
 The bishops discernin fair woman s bare stern in 
 
 The groups, will denounce the rude figures undress d; 
 
 While parson and prior with deacon and friar, 
 
 Will frowning declare them the shame of the West. 
 
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 Our visitors coming will think they are slumming 
 Way back in old Sodom, or city much worse, 
 
 And virgins be blushing when coppers" are hushing 
 The railing of people who view them and curse. 
 
 The tenderloin biddies will smile at the " kiddies" 
 
 Who innocent point and say: " Mammy , what s that? 
 
 While the horrified mother will scowl at the brother, 
 Concealing his mirth in the dome of his hat. 
 
 In the islands of coral, where natives immoral 
 
 Dress only with earrings, such vileness would go ; 
 
 But a bad advertisement which merits chastisement, 
 It is for our city, as moral folk know. 
 
 All who visit the Fair should protest to the Mayor 
 
 Gainst the nasty display in the splendid inclosure, 
 
 And the Chief of Police should be given no peace, 
 Till the statues are jailed for indecent exposure. 
 
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 THE BLOT OF SHAME 
 
 On "Opening Day" I first with wonder gazed 
 Upon the Fair that seemed by magic raised, 
 The "Jewel City" rising like a dream 
 Of sparkling gems with charming "color scheme; 
 Mused o er the beauty of each building great, 
 That stood in splendor by the Golden Gate ; 
 While gilded domes and decorated towers, 
 With sculptor s art, beguiled the happy hours. 
 Charmed by the wonders at all sides displayed, 
 Amazed I viewed each arch and colonnade; 
 Admired the genius as I paused to scan 
 Each grand conception of artistic man. 
 "Inspiring scene!" I uttered, "Wondrous place, 
 By men of genius planned with peerless grace ! 
 Here shall the millions of our grateful earth, 
 With wond ring eyes pay tribute to their worth, 
 And long as ling ring mem ry shall delight, 
 Recall the fairy scenes of beauty bright." 
 
 Reflecting thus, I rambled on alone 
 Thro State concessions and the famous "Zone," 
 
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 Until I entered a great circle which 
 
 Was graced with colonnades and sculpture rich; 
 
 "Court of the Universe" by writers famed, 
 
 And "Pagan Temple" also rightly named. 
 
 There I beheld at east and western side, 
 
 A mighty arch which thrilled my heart with pride. 
 
 Artistic groups surmounted each, which meant 
 
 To symbolize the East and Occident. 
 
 Inspiring Art from imperfection free, 
 
 And "thing of beauty" each appeared to be. 
 
 Entranced I gazed upon each noble group, 
 
 To envy which an Angelo might stoop, 
 
 When lo ! two fountains near them caught my eye, 
 
 Each topped with naked angel standing high. 
 
 "What s this?" I muttered, as I looked amazed, 
 "Nude forms of sculptured mortals oft are praised, 
 And yet an angel ne er before, I ween, 
 With such exposure in the world was seen. 
 Shame would forbid it, and twould be good taste 
 To tie a towel round each shocking waist. 
 Lost Herculaneum s festive people might 
 Behold such figures and esteem them right, 
 Or vanished Carthage with complacence view 
 Indecent angels without turning blue ; 
 But in the Fair where thousands shall parade 
 Each day to see the wonders there displayed, 
 The pure of heart shall scornfully decry 
 The blot of shame above each fountain high; 
 
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 While smiling strumpets may enjoy the sight, 
 And laud the smut which mars a vision bright.* 
 
 I musing wandered to behold again 
 Another house disgraced with naked men. 
 Each clumsy figure was entirely bare, 
 Exposing things degrading to the Fair. 
 A stranger looking at them, touched his hat, 
 And scowling asked me: "What d ye think of that? 
 To me such art appears extremely raw, 
 And should be censured and suppressed by law ! 
 
 "True," said a passer, who had overheard 
 The man s remarks, "the figures are absurd. 
 They thus exposed are surely out of place, 
 And ev ry sense of decency disgrace. 
 I own o er modesty I m not a crank, 
 And yet such statue work to me seems rank. 
 If placed on sale in windows of a store, 
 How soon we d hear religious people roar, 
 And Law s strong hand the odious things remove, 
 While courts would fine and Justice would approve. 
 What thoughts to visitors will such suggest 
 About loose morals in the Golden West, 
 When children point and mothers murmur Hush! 
 While glancing prudes and timid virgins blush? 
 Shame on such dirty art ! tis far from right, 
 And should be covered or removed from sight. 
 
 "Yes," cried a Japanese, who, standing near, 
 Observed the statues with a scornful sneer. 
 
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 "I ve heard my race unjustly oft accused 
 Of moral failings and their ways abused ; 
 Yet if you search Japan from end to end, 
 No sight like this would decency offend, 
 Nor in the yoshiwarras of our land, 
 Such shady sculpture be allowed to stand." 
 
 "Right!" said another, "what ye say is true, 
 They are not fit for modest eyes to view. 
 Perhaps officials of the Fair are blind, 
 Or careless of this scandal unrefined. 
 I shall inform them, if they heed it not, 
 Nor cover well each despicable spot ; 
 To the Police Chief next I ll call attention, 
 To cover things which prudes would blush to mention. 
 The Mayor shall then be told of sights uncouth, 
 With priest and parson who instruct the youth; 
 Till press and pulpit shall declaim with hate 
 Against the libel on our Golden State. 
 And if the Fair s directors, with good sense, 
 Conclude to hide vile objects of offense; 
 Fix sculptured females to appear more chaste, 
 With proper garments girdled round the waist ; 
 On males place fig leaves which will well conceal 
 Offensive vileness which the fronts reveal ; 
 Then shall good people all with pride proclaim 
 Our peerless Fair without one blot of shame, 
 And all the world extol the splendid worth 
 Of Grandest Fair that e er was seen on earth." 
 
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 THE LOVER S EMBARRASSMENT 
 
 Mother, I ve been with my beau to the Fair, 
 
 And gazed on its beauty entrancing ; 
 On "Tower of Jewels" with glitter and glare, 
 
 And the "Zone" with its music and dancing. 
 Tis a wonderful sight, and I ll never forget 
 
 How it seemed like a vision of Heaven, 
 While the ocean was glowing with ruddy sunset, 
 
 And the place was illumined at seven. 
 
 It came like a flash in a Fairyland scene, 
 
 And the beautiful buildings were gleaming 
 Like diamonds, rubies, and emeralds green, 
 
 Or the stars in the firmament beaming. 
 Bewildered I stood with dear Jim at my side, 
 
 Quite charmed with the splendor that dazed me, 
 When I noticed a thing which a saint would deride, 
 
 On the front of a statue which fazed me. 
 
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 Twas something attached to a male figure nude, 
 
 Which twould take a big fig leaf to cover, 
 And I blushed at the sight of an object so rude, 
 
 As I turned a sly glance to my lover. 
 Embarrassed he seemed as he reddened with shame, 
 
 111 at ease, like a patient with tetter, 
 And he, stammering, said: " Molly, I m not to blame, 
 
 But we ll look for some sculpture that s better." 
 
 Then he led me away, and twas easily seen 
 
 That he didn t know where he was going, 
 Till we roamed to a pool with a bottom of green, 
 
 Neath a tower with a thousand bulbs glowing. 
 We gazed in the water, then looking around, 
 
 Saw a lot of nude figures, so horrid, 
 That my bashful companion nigh fell to the ground ; 
 
 While I blushed from my toes to my forehead. 
 
 He turned just as red as a lobster, and next, 
 
 His face became ashen and haggard, 
 And taking my arm he seemed terribly vexed, 
 
 As away from the statues we staggered. 
 "Such forms," he remarked, "are a shocking disgrace," 
 
 When we "Court of the Universe" entered, 
 Then he stopped nearly paralyzed, white in the face, 
 
 As his eyes on nude angels were centered. 
 
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 There was one of each sex, and I, shrinking, did look, 
 
 While the naked male angel I pitied, 
 When I noticed an object which shame would rebuke, 
 
 On his front which could well be omitted; 
 While the female was bare as a kitten s "behind," 
 
 And was posed in an awkward position, 
 As she fronted the male, and I doubt if you ll find 
 
 On the earth such a queer exhibition. 
 
 "Come away from here, Mary!" mad Jimmy exclaimed, 
 
 "The place is too vulgar, Lord save us! 
 These scandalous statues have ev ryone shamed, 
 
 But underworld folks and white slavers. 
 Such a wicked display is too nasty for us, 
 
 And I m sure that the Devil would flee them," 
 He said as we hurried away to the bus, 
 
 And so, Ma, you ll say when you see them. 
 
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 A SMUTTY DISGRACE 
 
 You may talk of libidinous revelry rude 
 
 In Sodom and vanished Gomorrah; 
 Of the temples of Tyre with festivity lewd 
 
 Which an anchorite thinks of with horror. 
 You may pity the natives of tropical seas, 
 
 Roaming bare in warm islands of coral, 
 And falsely refer to the clean Japanese 
 
 As a nation with customs immoral. 
 
 But go out to the Fair and thoughtfully gaze 
 
 At the scandalous pose of each statue ; 
 At the naked posteriors, fronts which amaze, 
 
 On the figures of clay looking at you. 
 Wherever you ramble you ll glance with surprise, 
 
 And your spirit with shame be dejected, 
 At objects improper for innocent eyes, 
 
 On the forms by the sculptors erected. 
 
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 Surmounting great colums, nude figures of males 
 
 Are vulgarity shamelessly flaunting, 
 And the form of fair woman too often prevails 
 
 With her nakedness, modesty taunting. 
 In the Court of the Universe" angels are seen, 
 
 All stripped with indecent exposure, 
 Degrading religion, insultingly mean, 
 
 And the worst in the mighty inclosure. 
 
 You ll ask when reviewing the figures of shame: 
 
 Are the morals of mortals progressing, 
 When the angels of God they so basely defame 
 
 With such nudity rudely distressing? 
 And God-loving people who shrinking behold 
 
 The slur at sweet Faith, so unholy, 
 Will frown at conceptions indecently bold, 
 
 And the men with ideals so lowly. 
 
 Call it "Art" if you will, but a smutty disgrace 
 
 It is to our civilization ; 
 Unfit for the children who visit the place, 
 
 And a blot on the name of our nation. 
 Shocked eyes of the millions may wondering stare, 
 
 Yet few of the throngs will approve them, 
 And well for the fame of our beautiful Fair, 
 
 To decently drape or remove them. 
 
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 THE JEWEL CITY 
 
 If you would behold a scene of indescribable beauty ; a be 
 witching vision of Fairyland rising from the glory-lighted bil 
 lows of the purple sea; a magic city of splendid buildings, 
 mighty and ornate, with tinted domes and jeweled towers, 
 stately colonnades and massive arches of surpassing loveli 
 ness, go to the San Francisco Fair. Go and enjoy the marvel 
 ous architectural conceptions; the imposing courts; the har 
 mony of design with matchless color-scheme; the glorious ave 
 nues with charming vistas of sunlit magnificence; the garden- 
 spots of emerald green, with waving palms, fragrant blossoms, 
 and orange trees with golden fruit that ripens in the genial 
 kisses of our winter sun. 
 
 See the wonders of the famous "Zone," with its wild riot 
 of flaring colors, curious buildings, mingled sounds and seduc 
 tive entertainments, with quaint groups of humanity from dis 
 tant lands a never-ending carnival of joy. 
 
 View the interesting displays in the Exhibition Palaces, 
 the State and Foreign Buildings, and when weary as you 
 will be ere one thousandth part is seen go to the "Court of 
 
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 the Universe," recline upon a sunny seat and muse on its en 
 chanting grandeur; its stupendous columns, mighty arches, 
 and sculptured figures with electric coronals of ever-flashing 
 lights. Survey its majestic fountains masterpieces of Art, 
 with countless jets that spurt with sparkling spray, like dia 
 monds in the dancing sunbeams. Then close your eyes and 
 dream of Paradise. Dream until the ruddy sunset tints the 
 shimmering ocean waves and Golden Gate with twilight s shift 
 ing hues ; while dusky shadows slowly fall like curtains on the 
 day, and usher in the starry night. 
 
 When soft and sweet as an angel mother s kiss, the cool 
 night zephyr comes to rouse you from your dreams, and awak 
 ing, you behold the gorgeous Tower of Jewels glowing with 
 a million colored lights which scintillate like rainbow-tinted 
 gems ; while domes and spires and sculptured groups, with arch 
 and peristyle and fountain jets are gleaming with electric 
 splendor which no tongue can picture or no pen portray ; then, 
 when gazing enraptured on the bewildering scene of entranc 
 ing glory, you will breathe a grateful prayer of love for Cali 
 fornia and a blessing on the "Jewel City" by the sea. 
 
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