A BEGGAR _Henry C. Sheppard_ A WAITER _E. Ryland Carter_ A YOUNG MAN _William H. McClure_ A COCOTTE _Sylvia Loeb._ A PARISIAN _Edward B. Latimer_ HIS WIFE _Florence Bernstein_ THEIR CHILD _Jean Massey_ AN ARTIST _Theron J. Bamberger_ AN AMERICAN _William J. Holt_ A GENTLEMAN _Caspar W. Briggs_ ANOTHER GENTLEMAN _Norris W. Corey_ A PICKPOCKET _Walter E. Endy_ A GENDARME _William H. Russell_ ANOTHER GENDARME _Frederick Cowperthwaite_ A WORKINGMAN _Walter D. Dalsimer_ A FLOWER GIRL _Katherine Kennedy_ A PASSING LADY _C. Warren Briggs_ A BYSTANDER _Charles E. Sommer_ AN OLD LADY _Paulyne Brinkman_ A GRISETTE _Florence M. Lyman_ [TIME: _The present_. PLACE: A Parisian Café by the Seine.] Produced under the direction of Benjamin F. Glazer. Scene designed by H. Devitt Welsh. Costumes designed by Martha G. Speiser. CHARACTERS A BEGGAR A TOWNSMAN A TOWNSWOMAN THEIR SEVEN-YEAR-OLD SON AN ARTIST AN AMERICAN A COCOTTE A WAITER A WORKINGMAN A YOUNG MAN TWO OFFICERS THE CROWD PLACE: _Paris_. TIME: _Present_. _On the banks of the Seine._ The play was later produced by the Washington Square Players, at the Comedy Theatre, New York City. The professional and amateur stage rights are reserved by the translator, Mr. Benjamin F. Glazer, Editorial Department, _The Press_, Philadelphia, Pa., to whom all requests for permission to produce the play should be made. ALTRUISM A SATIRE BY KARL ETTLINGER [_In the background the end of a pier. On a post hangs a rope and a life buoy. Close by the Beggar is sitting on the floor. At right a street café; two tables stand under the open sky on the street. At one of the tables sits the Waiter, reading a newspaper. At the other sits the Cocotte and the blond Young Man. At left on a public bench sits the Artist. He has a sketch book and pencil with which he is drawing the Cocotte, who has noticed it and is flirting with him._] [_Lady xes from Left to Right._] [_Man xes from Right to Left._] BEGGAR [_sings_]: Kind sir, have pity while you can, Remember the old beggar man The poor beggar man. WAITER [_sitting at table, R. C., looks up from his newspaper_]. Shut up! BEGGAR. Don't get fresh! I was once a _head_ waiter! WAITER. That must have been a fine place. BEGGAR. It was too. I traveled all around the world as a waiter. I saw better days before I became a beggar. YOUNG MAN [_at table Left, fondly to the Cocotte_]. Indeed if I were a millionaire--my word of honor I would buy you an automobile. Nothing would be too dear for you.