Up to a certain point in her present performance there is nothing note- worthy, other than two dresses, the first a sinuous pink affair that must have been expensive, even in France, and the second, a soubrette costume, which would make the average American song and dance girl weep with envy. It's when Fougere, in a Spanish number, "breaks out" that the audience is on the lookout, and the music hall singer doesn't disappoint.
Fougere might be said to have passed through with ease. Nothing startling, but she was watched. Her "whiskey and milk" remarks ought to make talk, and with talk, the crowd will pile in the theatre to hear her, if she isn't stopped.
Variety 7:3 (07/20/1907)