Photoplay Magazine, July 1915

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Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section THE SELIG EXPOSITION SPECIAL See Motion Pictures in Production and Meet the Famous Movie Stars You are Invited to Become One of a Select Party on a Train DeLuxe Will leave Chicago, 111., on Thursday, July 8, for a seventeen days' tour of the Golden West and California. The fare is but $128 the round trip, which includes Pullman, hotel accommodations, side trips, etc. The side trips include tours of Denver, Salt Lake City, Los Angeles, San Francisco, San Diego ; a ride on 'Frisco Bay, visits to Grand Canyon, Garden of the Gods, Pike's Peak, Cripple Creek, etc. Visit two Expositions, Selig Jungle-Zoo, etc. Write for Our Artistic Booklet — It's Free SELIG POLYSCOPE COMPANY CHICAGO When you write to advertisers please mention PHOTOPLAY MAGAZIXE.

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REG. U. S. PAT. OFF. PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE "The National Movie Publication" Copyright, 1915, by the Photoplay Publishing Company, Chicago VOL. VIII No. 2 CONTENTS FOR JULY, 1915 Cover Design— MAE MARSH From photo by Witzcl, Los Ancek-s. Pictures of Popular Photoplayers Anita Stewart, Gerda Holmes, Carlyle Blackwell, Lois Meredith, Henry B. Walthall, Alice Hollister, Arnold Daly, Louise Glaum, Alan Hale, Harold Lockwood, Miriam Nesbitt, Harry Morey, Laura Hope Crews, Margarita Fischer, Marin Sais Frontispiece Charlie Chaplin's Story The life story of the greatest of screen comedians. In the Dark (Short Story) The little rift within the lute that made the music mute. News of the Day in Pictures A Wild Goose Chase (Short Story) When make-believe love brought true love. What My Pictures Tell Me a Wife Should Be Charles Chaplin Harry C. Can- Elliot Balestier Frank Williams Ethel Clayton A charming photoplay wife has a word for wives in real life. The Girl on the Cover (Interview) About Mae Marsh. Canine Movie Fans The Awakening (Short Story) When love came in the tenements. Actors' Homes in California Some of the residences the pictures have given their makers. Robert Bruce Ernest A. Dench Edith Huntington Mason Little Pal (Short Story) A tale of the golden, frozen North. Contents continued on next page luiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiii 27 33 41 44 52 57 62 63 69 Frank Williams 73 Yearly Subscription: $1.50 in United States, its dependencies, Mexico and Cuba; $2.00 to Canada; $2.50 to foreign countries. Remittances should be made by check, or postal or express money order. Caution— Do not subscribe through persons unknown to you. We employ no subscription solicitors. Published monthly by the Photoplay Publishing Co., 350 N. Clark St., Chicago, 111. Edwin M. Colvin, President James R. Quirk. Vice President Robert M. Eastman, Secretary-Treas. Entered at the Postoffice at Chicago, III., as Second-class mall matter

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CONTENTS FOR JULY, 1915— Continued IIIIIIUIIIilllllHIiillllililllllllJIffl Ince: Rodin of Shadows (Interview) Harry C. Carr 81 A talk with a Pyrrhus of the photoplays. The Moving Picture Trust of Rombaloo ( Verse ) Gordon Seagrove Candidates for the Storehouse Johnstone Craig Pertinent and impertinent remarks. The Girl Who Keeps a Railroad (Interview) Alan Burden Helen Holmes, heroine of a hundred hazards, at home and "on the road." A Phyllis of the Sierras (Short Story) The story of a girl who determined to be a lady. Seen and Heard at the Movies Movies on a Dreadnought George Vaux Bacon Picture Queens as Playtime Mermaids When stars a-bathing go. Winning Farrar Morris Gest How the greatest of American operatic stars was secured for the photoplays. "Close-Ups" by the Editor Dustin Farnum (Interview) K. Owen "The Virginian" in picture drama. Baby Pictures of Favorite Players Some more infant twinklers. My Leading Man (Interview) The Boss (Short Story) The love story of a strong man. The Players from Ocean to Ocean How is the Public to Know? A look into the future of active photography. Rocks and Roses Letters, complimentary and otherwise, from our readers. The Horrors of Hortense The world of the studios at a glance. Questions and Answers 86 88 89 96 103 Nicholas H. Kenny 106 Mollie of the Movies Kenneth McGaffey 107 Mollie arrives in California and has just the most exciting time ! Ill 114 119 123 126 Hints on Photoplay Writing Capt. Leslie T. Peacocke 129 in which the eminent scenario authority discusses a vital subject. Lottie Briscoe 135 Elwell Lawrence 140 146 Randolph Bartlett 149 151 153 155

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Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section 9 '^>31lllltllllllC3IlllllltJ]|tCaillIIIIIIIIIC3lllillllE31llllllltlllC3llllllllllllCailllllllllllE3llllllllllllCailllllllllllEailllllllllllC3ltllllllllliC211llll]lllllC3llll11lllillC3tlllllllllllC^^ Reduce or Increase Your Weight I Perfect Your Figure 1 My motion picture, "Neptune's Daughter," and my own exhibitions on the stage, show what my course of Physical Culture has done for me. Become my pupil and it will do as much for you. Devote but fifteen minutes daily to my system and you can weigh what Nature intended. In the privacy of your own room you can reduce any part of your figure burdened with super- fluous flesh or build up any part that is undeveloped. My course tends to make a figure perfectly proportioned throughout — a full rounded neck ; shapely shoulders, arms and legs ; a fine, fresh com- I plexion ; good carriage with erect poise and grace of movement. 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10 Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section •(OMJJhm The latest dance hits while they are hits — the latest in every class of vocal and instrumental music — are on Columbia double-disc records. A new list on sale the 20th of every month. And at a standard price of 65 cents — the price of more than a thousand Columbia double-disc records. Buy Columbia records because they are better records — universal in selections and faultless in recording. Hear the newest records at your Columbia dealer's. Today ! And hear any other particular records you like, you have a choice of more than 4000. And while you are about it — hear the Columbia Grafonola "Favorite" at $50 as illustrated; the model that for more than four years has been sold to more people than any other instrument — regardless of price or make. It has every Columbia tone feature, including the exclusively Columbia tone control leaves. Other Columbia Grafonolas from Si.7-50 to $500 — and on easy terms if you wish. Columbia Graphophone Co. Box G476 Woolworth Bldg., New York TORONTO: 365.367 Sorauren Avenue. Prices in Canada plus duty. Creators of the Talking Machine Industry. Pioneers and Leaders in the Talking Machine Art. Owners of the l;urtdamental Patents. Dealers and Prospective Dealers write for a confidential letter and a free copy of our book "Music Money." ; ) are* :* 1 JS& When you write to advertisers please mention PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE.

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PHOTOPLAYERS Copyright by Floyd. N. Y. ANITA STEWART was born in Brooklyn, New York, February 17th, 1895. She is a sister-in-law of Ralph Ince and was introduced first to the Vitagraph studios on Long Island as an "extra lady." From that she graduated to the title role in "The Wood Violet." A whole series of photoplays have been written for her, each one of which has the more firmly established her, in spite of her youth, as one of the supreme artistes of visual drama. This summer she is starring in Gouverneur Morris' serial photoplay. "The Goddess."

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Photoplay Magazine IE .^ "w" I 3IMSUII GERDA HOLMES is in private life the wife of Raplcy Holmes, with whom she worked for some time at the Essanay studios in Chicago. Mrs. Holmes' work on the screen has been exceptional, and she has been playing in leading roles for some time. She is a native of Denmark, whence she came several years ago to appear in operatic roles in this country. Her first photoplay affiliation was with Thanhouser. She is now starring with the United Photoplay Company.

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Photoplay Magazine CARLYLE BLACKWELL was born in Troy, Pa. He was seized early with the wanderlust typical of .the artistic temperament, which led him eventually to the stage and a part in "The Gay White Way," a musical comedy. Following that, he appeared in several productions and eventually became affiliated with the Vitagraph Com- pany. From the Vitagraph he went to Kalem where he built up a reputation as one of the most popular leading men in America. Mr. Blackwcll is now with Jesse Lasky.

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Photoplay Magazine LOIS MEREDITH made her initial theatrical appearance in a leading role as the little steno- grapher who is nearly led astray by the handsome gray haired villain in "Help Wanted." Her success in this venture was decisive, both in New York and throughout the country, and at the close of her engagement therewith. Oliver Morosco secured her services for the photo-dramatic version.

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Photoplay Magazine HENRY B. WALTHALL was bom in Shelby County, Alabama, in 1880, and is a veteran of the Spanish American War. He is at his best in strong roles of suppressed intensity, and is today looked upon as one of the most effective actors among the photo- players. He spent seven years on the legitimate stage, and began his screen career with the Biograph Company and Pathe Freres from whom he went to the Reliance Company of the Mutual Film Corporation. He has been long in Los Angeles, but calls Bogota, N. J., his home.

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Photoplay Magazine 2£E m mi 3SS ALICE HOLL1STER is an emotional leading lady with the Kalem Company in the Florida studio. She was born in Worcester, Mass., Sept. 19th, 1892, and has never been on the stage, her first dramatic appearance being on the screen with the Kalem Company four years ago. She is unmarried and, when she has time, finds her greatest amusement in dancing and motoring.

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Photoplay Magazine ARNOLD DALY one of the most distinguished American actors, is as well known upon the London stage as in America. He introduced George Bernard Shaw, the Anglo- Celtic satirist, to this country, by bringing over one of the Shavian comedies under his own direction, playing the lead therein at the same time. He is familiar to millions of photoplay audiences as the redoubtable hero in "The Exploits of Elaine."

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Photoplay Magazine ®Z m LOUISE GLAUM played ingenue parts for some time in leading stock companies in Chicago and with several George M. Cohan musical comedies. She was for a time, also, ingenue in Nat Goodwin's stock company in Los Angeles, and has appeared "on the road" in "The Melting Pot," "Officer 666," and 'The Servant in the House." After going with the movies she played leads with the Kay Bee and Nestor companies. She i* at present with the Universal.

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Photoplay Magazine ALAN HALE, six feet, two inches of blond Biograph leading business, admits that grand opera, not a picture screen, is his first artistic love. Mr. Hale has already qualified as a dramatic tenor, and will likely be a Metropolitan Opera House Siegfried before the Osier age gets him. He has appeared with the Reliance Company, and calls Washington, D. C, his home.

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Photoplay Magazine HAROLD LOCKWOOD, who has recently joined the Western branch of the American Film Company, at Santa Barbara, was one of the most popular leading men in the ranks of the Famous Players, and has appeared in many notable pictures. While he has supported some illustrious stars, Mr. Lockwood is now in a fair way to become an equally illustrious star himself — as his interpretations deserve.

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Photoplay Magazine m MIRIAM NESBITT an actress of unusual poise and grace, was born in Chicago, Illinois, and made her dramatic debut in Charles Frohman's production of "The Tree of Knowl- edge" in 1898. Afterwards she appeared in "The County Chairman," "Peter Pan," "The Road To Yesterday," "David Harum," "The Embassy Ball"* and "The Travelling Salesman." She has been with the Edison Company six years and is unmarried. She has brown hair and gray eyes and her favorite amuse- ments are travel and the theatre.

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Photoplay Magazine Copyright, Vitagraph HARRY MOREY was the "leading heavy" in the Vitagraph feature, "A Million Bid," and is to be featured extensively this summer by this company, with which he has been lor some time and has established a reputation in character and straight roles. Morey is a big fellow with a full-fisted punch in his acting that makes him a dominant figure in every play in which he appears.

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Photoplay Magazine LAURA HOPE CREWS, one of the most distinguished women of the dramatic stage, will make her screen debut in "The Fighting Hope," a Lasky-Belasco photoplay. Miss Crews has been winning year-long plaudits in "The Phantom Rival," at the Belasco theatre in New York; previously, her name was for years identified with Henry Miller's big successes.

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Photoplay Magazine USE & MARGARITA FISCHER is a graduate of grand opera and vaudeville as well as the "legitimate" stage. She was with the Imp eompany for quite a while, and at the present time is featured with the American studios. Margarita Fischer loves motoring, but claims to have no desire to do housework.

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Photoplay Magazine >£3 mmmmmmmmm MARIN SAIS is a <li-.~iiiiil.iiii of one of the oldest Castilian families of California, and was born in Marin County, after which she was named. She was educated at the College of Notre Dame, in San Jose. Upon her graduation, she secured a position with a dramatic stock company, and thence, after several other engagements, went into the movies with the Kalem Company.

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Photoplay Magazine CHARLES CHAPLIN the most popular comedian that the motion picture industry has yet produced. His own story, as narrated to Harry C. Carr, begins in this issue of Photoplay Magazine. It will be a document of vital interest for every one of America's thirteen million picture-loving individuals.

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mssmM mmA%iM^ REG U. S. PAT. OFF Charlie Chaplin's Story AS NARRATED BY MR. CHAPLIN HIMSELF / am going fo reconstruct, as far as possible, Charlie Chaplin's story just as he (old it to me, in various little lulls and calms belween pictures, or baths, or dinner engagements, or whatever seemed to be coming inierteringly between us. I found him a quid, simple, rather lovable Utile chap, with no especial ambition except to be of entertaining service to the world. He balked at the idea ot^wriling his own aiifo- biography or having it written " to sj^-1-^ sign;" said he'd read fitly auto- ff biographies of more or less well \X known people which were just full of ^ words which they'd never heard in (heir lives so what was the use ? But as I said, I will endeavor to tell his story as nearly in his own words as I can ACTORS trying to write autobiographies are like girls i trying to make fudge. They use up a lot of good material — such as sugar and ink — and don't ac- complish much. Like fudge, the story of a fellow's life ought really to be reserved for his immediate relatives. If I were Lord Kitchener, doing things and saying things that made history. I could under- stand why the story of my life ought to be written ; but I am just a little chap trying to make people laugh. They are all so anxious to be happy that they eagerly help me make the laugh the audiences, I mean. But they give me all the credit — not taking any themselves for being so will ing to laugh. So I feel, in a way, that in telling this story. I am just talking it over with my business , - partners — the end of the firm that To Photoplay Magazine's Special Representative Harry C. Carr Drawings by E. W. Gale really makes the laughs. Some day when I have made money enough out of my share, I am going to buy a little farm and a good old horse and buggy — automo- bile agents can read this part twice — and retire ; sometimes I will ride into town and go to a moving picture show and . se-J some other fellow making them laugh, n the circumstances, I guess you can just put this story down to this : that Charley Chaplin gives an account of himself to the firm. When I was a little boy, the last thing I dreamed of was being a comedian. My idea was to be a member of Parliament or a great musician. I wasn't quite clear which. The only thing I really dreamed ' i about was being rich. We ' were so poor that wealth seemed to me the summit of Copyright 1915 by Photoplay Publishing Co. 27

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28 Photoplay Magazine all ambition and the end of the rainbow. Both my father and mother were actors. My father was Charles Chaplin, a well known singer of descriptive ballads. He had a fine baritone voice and is still remem- bered in England. My mother was also a well known vaudeville singer. On the stage she was known as Lillie Harley. She, too, had a fine voice and was well known as a singer of the "character songs" which are so popular in England. She and my father usually traveled with the same vaudeville company but never, as far as I know, worked in the same act. In spite of their professional reputa- tions and their two salaries, my earliest recollections are of poverty. I guess the salaries c o u 1 d n't have amounted to much in those days. My brother Syd was four years old when I was born. That interesting event happened at Fontaine b leau, France. My father and mother were tour- ing the continent at that time with a vaude- ville company. I was born at a hotel on April 1 6, 1 889. As soon as my mother was able to travel, we returned to London, and that was my home, more or less, until I came to America. The very first thing I can remember is of being shoved out on the stage to sing a song. I could not have been over five or six years old at the time. My mother was taken suddenly sick and I was sent on to take her place in the vaudeville bill. I sang an old Coster song called "Jack Jones." It must have been about this time that my father died. My mother was never very strong and, what with the shock of my father's death and all, she was unable to work for a time. My brother Syd and I were sent to the poorhouse. English people have a great horror of the poorhouse ; but I don't remember it as a very dreadful place. To tell you the truth, I don't remember much about it. I have just a vague idea of what it was like. The strongest recollection I have of this period of my life is of creeping off by my- self at the poorhouse and pretending I was a very rich and grand person. My brother Syd was always a wide- awake, lively, vigorous young person. But I was always delicate and rather sickly as a child. I was of a dreamy, imaginative disposition. I was always pretending I was somebody else, and the worst I ever gave myself in these day- dreams and games of "pretend" was a seat in Parliament for life and an in- come of a million pounds. Sometimes I used to pretend that I was a great musi- cian, or the director of a great orches- tra ; but the director was always a rich man. Music, even in my poorhouse days, was always a passion with me. I never was able to take les- sons of any kind, but I loved to hear music and could play any kind of instrument I could lay hands on. Even now, I can play the piano, 'cello or violin by ear. Syd had a lofty contempt for these dreams of mine. What Syd wanted was to be a sailor. He was always pretending he was walking the bridge of a great battle- ship, ordering broadsides walloped into the enemy's ships of war. We didn't stay long at the poorhouse. I am not sure just how long, but my impres- sion is of a short stay. My mother recov- ered her health to some extent and took us back home. Syd went away from home immediately after we left the poorhouse. He was really very anxious to be a sailor and my mother sent him to the Hanwell school, in Surrey, where boys are trained for the sea. Many boys from the poorhouse went to this school. I dare say that is where Syd got the idea. My mother sent me to school in London. I don't remember a great deal about it. The strongest recollection I have of school HIS EARLIEST RECOLLECTION QPSCHOOL, WAS OP BElUG BY THE TEftCHER .

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Charlie Chaplin's Story 29 KINDNEI6KB0R. KEEPIM& FROM (v DOlMS-WuftDER. JKj&£jftlikk'f*)fet By. V/HEN ft MERE CHILD HE RLAVEJ> THE CELLO.SMOIJN AND PIANO - This is how he happened to Be swved frow a ll WATERV E/MD IN THE "TEWS" BV ya> WOOL.V Doe rirrtHRAAj-CE AT THE flfir nr civ - ■-WW W0AffTOg)T/N AMD IT Wf»S/VJ,T"<ILPAJT IfeOKNER AND IftMMlE HIMSELF EITHER!! »"-"JT HE

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30 Photoplay Magazine is of being rapped over the knuckles by the teacher because I wrote left-handed. I was fairly hammered black and blue on the knuckles before I finally learned how to write with my right hand. As a result I can now write just as well with one hand as the other. On account of the random way we lived, I didn't go to a regular school very much. Whatever I learned of books came from my mother. It seems to me that my mother was the most splendid woman I ever knew. I can remember how charming and well man- nered she was. She spoke four languages fluently and had a good education. I have met a lot of people knocking around the world since ; but I have never met a more thoroughly refined woman than my mother. If I have amounted to anything, or ever do amount to anything, it will be due to her. I can remember very plainly how, even as a very small child, she tried to teach me. I would have been a fine young roughneck, slamming around the world as I did, if it not had been for my mother. I don't remember ever having had any definite ambition to go on the stage or of being attracted to the life. I just naturally drifted onto the stage, just as the son of a storekeeper begins tending to the counter. With' both my mother and father, how- ever, it was a definite intention to put me on the stage. I can't remember when the talk of this began. It always seemed to be a fact generally understood in the family that I should be an actor. I can remember how carefully my mother trained me in stagecraft. 1 learned acting as I learned to read and write. I don't remember when I began regu- larly as a professional, but I remember that I was already working on the stage when I had a narrow escape from drowning. 1 remember that I was on tour with a show called "The Yorkshire Lads." It seems to me that I could not have been much over five or six years old ; but I suppose I must have been a year or two older. Two or three of the boys of the company were throwing sticks into the River Thames and I slipped into the stream. I can remember how I felt as I was swept down the river on the current. I knew that I was drown- ing, when I felt a big, shaggy body in the water near me. I had just consciousness and strength left to grab hold of the fur and hang on, and was dragged ashore by a big black woolly dog which belonged to a policeman on duty along the river. If it hadn't been for that dog, there wouldn't have been any Charlie Chaplin on the screen. I don't remember anything about the show I was acting in at that time. I sup- pose I must have been acting or singing at intervals during those years, but the first show I have any very definite recollection of was a piece called "Jim, the Romance of Cocaine," by H. A. Saintsbury, who is a very famous playwright on the other side. This was my first real hit on the stage. I

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Charlie Chaplin's Story 31 MfMOMG a 7 Motiom IN THE HOU $E !I JM ^F®IE Mo (SMftlpyGI 7V/^ AM& IT/ON OF H/S BOYHOOD WAS 77? GOTO PAfZUM£A/T had a part called "Sammy, the newsboy," and 1 will have to admit that between the part and myself we made a terrific hit. I got some fine notices from the big Lon- don newspapers, and from that time I began to go ahead. I liked playing a regular part much bet- ter than 1 did the vaudeville work. It seems to me that I had made up my mind at this time to become a legitimate actor. I don't remember that comedy appealed very much to me, either. I think my parents both had the same ambition for me that I had for my- self. My vaudeville work with them was only incidental. Both parents being in vaudeville, it was very natural that I should occasionally be used in one capacity or an- other in the show. This is the almost invari- able fate of children of the vaudeville. But. as I remember my mother's training, it was all looking toward a career for me as a legitimate actor. The next important part I remember, after appearing as Sammy the newsboy, was in "Sherlock Holmes." in which I had the part of Billy. I toured all over England in this part and did welf. After this I began to encounter what Americans call "hard sledding." The worst period in the life of an actor who starts as I did is the period between boyhood and ma- turity. I had a hard time getting along then. I was too big to make boys' parts convincing and too small and immature to take men's parts. I will reserve for another chapter my real start as a grown up actor. It seems that the story of nobody's boy- hood is complete without the account of his boyhood sweethearts. I am afraid I have nothing thrilling to tell in this regard. I was not the type of boy who was very strongly attracted to girls in real life. I was too busy with the people of my games of "pretend." Most of my boyhood sweet- hearts were wonderful creatures of my day- dreams. I have a vague recollection of cer- tain wonderful charmers of my own age : but it is not quite clear in my own mind which were the real little girls and which were the dream children. The little boy- girl flirtations never appealed to me. The young ladies available did not live up to the standard of grandeur set by the young ladies that I imagined. If, in some way. I have relegated to the mists of unreality some little girl whom I really adored and whose name I have for- gotten, to her I present my profound apolo- gies. I will fall back on slang and say that she was a dream anyhow, which ought to square it. NEXT MONTH Chaplin in the legitimate, and his movie beginnings; anecdotal "one-foot corners," and more pen impressions by Gale.

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"Over-the-Cliff" Winning His Name Driver Thompson actually making an unparalleled plunge over a cliff seventy feet high, in the taking of " The Diamond from the Sky, 'at Santa Barbara, California. At the right, below, Irvin Cummings driving a machine at a mile a minute, while the cameraman, hazardously perched in front, takes a close-up of the "racing face.' '

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In The Dark By Elliot Balestier A LITTLli RIFT WITHIN THE LUTE. WILL MAKE THE TUNE GO FALSE Illustrations from the Kaufman-Clayton photoplays by the Lubln studios LEO tECHMEEJR turned toward his companion and looked down at the coiled masses of red-gold hair that crowned her bowed head. He was a handsome man of thirty-five. tall, well set-up. immaculately groomed, with the assured manner and confident poise that wealth, good birth, and con- sciousness of power — both mental am material — alone can give. A clever man ; a man of the great world, in the broadest meaning of the term, charming, attractive, brilliant, he was. in the pursuit of his own pleasures and whims, as coldly selfish, as cruelly cunning and as patiently persistent as a tiger. The ironical smile he hid behind the long slen- der fingers, that deli- cately fondled his small moustache and impi rial, was strangely at variance w i t h the tense earnestness of his voice. "I am not blind. Edith. Can I stand by and see you neg- lected by the one who should cher- ish you?" He broke off with a short, almost harsh, laugh. "Look I" h e whispered. A couple were threading t li e maze of the masquerade, i n the close em- brace of the tango. The man was young, 'Thai night she knelt in agony beside her bed to pray— but she did not pray." clean-cut, good-looking; the fancy dress he wore was of his own designing and set off his virile young figure to advantage, but in spite of his youth he carried himself with the modest assurance of success achieved. The woman was a different type. An unmistakable Latin, she had the rich, pas- sionate coloring of the south, dark yet vivid and intensely feminine. Tall and slender, but beautifully formed, with the lithe, sensu- ous beauty of a panther — or a snake — her every movement was the very apotheosis of grace. She was gowned as such women always are — in some exotic but wonderful creation of her own, as ef- fective as it was daring. Absorbed in his part- ner, the man did not look toward the alcove, but the woman did. The night-black, fath- omless eyes that smol- dered so languorouslv b e neat h the half- closed lids, were verv keen ; they did not miss the two be- hind the palms, and t h e thin, vividly scarlet lips, half parted in the ecstacy of the dance, twitched ever so slightly, w i t h cruelly sardonic mirth ; a mirth subtly terrifying in the depth of its knowledge of evil, and as piti- less as the In- quisition. 33

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34 Photoplay Magazine Lechmeer suppressed an answering smile, and turned once more to the girl at his side. "Edith, it is more than I can bear!" he exclaimed passionately. "Rex is — " "I cannot listen." she interrupted quietly, an almost pathetic dignity in her tone, •'Rex is my husband. I — I love him." Lechmeer repressed the exclamation of annoyance that rose to his lips. "Forgive me," he said humbly, "it is hard to remain silent. And there is more than my words to forgive too. Edith. It was I who brought Rex and Julia Duval together. I cannot forget that. I feel that I am in a way to blame — " "Oh, but you must not," interrupted Edith, "That is unjust to yourself. You gave Rex the opportunity of his life ; it is no small tiling to be chosen to paint the portrait of the most beautiful, the most talked of actress of a day — a chance the most famous artists in the world were striv- ing bitterly for. You could not foresee the — the complications. It is — the price of success, I suppose." . Lechmeer smiled slightly. "Rex had fame without that," he murmured ; it was a part of his method to lead her to present his defense for him. It would be more convincing so. "Yes, he had success," returned Edith, "but this picture will be his masterpiece. It will make his fame international. And oh, Leo ! You do not know how I prayed for this success. You cannot conceive what those years of sordid poverty in garret stu- dios meant to me, while Rex labored on day and night, working, always working, but always hopeful, always cheery. "And when at last the art world began to recognize his genius ; when Fame came, and money, and we moved from the poor studio to the big house with servants and automobiles — I was happy — so happy." She paused, staring unsceingly at the gav throng, beyond the palms. Lechmeer smiled behind his hand. He knew the value of silence as well as of speech. "But even then," she went on after a moment, "even before the — the Duval came, I saw that success had a price. The change in our circumstances meant nothing to Rex. It pleased him that I should have the things I desired, but he, himself, en- wrapped heart and soul in his work, cared little for the material success. His studio was no longer in the house — and I was lonely — lonely — and then you came." . She arose, shivering slightly, though the significance of her last words altogether escaped her. Indeed she was scarcely con- scious that she was speaking aloud. Lech- meer understood, however, and a gleam of triumph lighted his cold eyes. He was satisfied for the moment. "Shall we dance?" he asked quietly, ris- ing also, "it is chilly in here." Edith shook her head. "I am tired," she replied, "and my head aches. If you don't mind having them call my car, I think I will go home. You will tell Rex, won't you?" Lechmeer bowed ; it was a mark of his subtlety that he neither urged her to re- main nor offered to accompany her. Rex Mansfield looked surprised and none too pleased when Lechmeer carried Edith's message, but he made no comment. Mademoiselle Duval was still his com- panion. "Voila!" she remarked gayly. ''Madame is — how you say — ze boss in ze house. She depart sans cefemonie." Rex frowned slightly, but said nothing. Lechmeer only smiled. That night Edith knelt in an agony be- side her bed to pray — but she did not pray. It was late when she arose the next morn- ing. Rex had already gone to the studio. Mademoiselle Duval was to pose, she re- membered— a final sitting that would see the wonderful portrait's completion. And then ? Edith pushed away her untasted break- fast and wandered restlessly into the draw- ing-room. She was nervous and distrait : she had not slept well, and the headache that had served as an excuse for leaving the ball the night before was a reality now. She was unwontedly depressed too, and a vague apprehension, a dull foreboding of impending evil beset her, so that so simple a thing as the ringing of the doorbell sent her hastily to the drawing-room door, her hand pressed to her breast to still the heavy pounding of her heart. Who was it? That it might be anyone from a book peddler to a reporter did not occur to her. Instinctively she knew it was neither. The butler opened the door, and Leo Lechmeer's voice spoke her name. Leo ! At that hour of the morning. Before the butler could reply she was in the hall. Lechmeer was as immaculatelv

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In the Dark 35 and correctly clad, his manner as self-pos- sessed, his bearing as calm as ever ; but the usual charming smile was missing. His face was very grave, and there was pity and sympathy in his eyes. One look at his face was enough ; she rlew to his side. "Leo!" she cried anxiously. "What is it? Why have you come so early? What has happened?" Very gently he led her into the drawing- room and forced her to sit down. "Something has happened," he replied gravely. "But you must not lose your pluck, Edith. There has been an accident — at the studio. It is serious— but might be much worse." "Rex!" she exclaimed, "something has happened to him? He is — " "No," he returned hastily. "He is not dead nor in any danger of death, but — there has been an accident. At least Rex insists it was an accident. I can't under- stand how it happened : but there was a bottle of acid, and in some way it was spilt — in his eyes." "His eyes," she repeated uncomprehend- ingly. "You mean that they are injured ! That he may be — " Lechmeer spoke the word she could not. "Blind," he said very gently. "Yes ! You must be brave. Edith. Rex will never see again." "Rex will never see again — Rex blind." The words rang in her brain meaningless, unrealized. And Leo said it might have been worse. To him, yes. To the ma- jority of people perhaps, but to Rex. Life meant sight to him. Blindness would be but a con- scious death. And then another thought o b - truded itself, a wicked, horribly selfish thought it seemed to her; a thought that she strove to banish but that would not be denied and that persisted, all during the nightmare drive, in Lechmeer's limousine, to the hospital where Rex had been taken. "If he were blind, then, at least, the Duval would have no further use for him." "If he were blind !" Even now when she knew that in a few moments she would see him, her mind refused to grasp the fact, nor until she knelt beside his white cot in the great hospital, and looked at the pale face and bandaged eyes, did she realize the full horror of the sentence a pitiless Fate had passed upon him. Life to him meant light, color, form ; now he was in the dark forever. They did not let her remain long, and presently she found herself again in the limousine. She was still dazed, her mind numb from the shock. The events of the last hour seemed dim and far away, and she reviewed them as one reviews a dream, or an incident of childhood. But gradually, as she became calmer, her brain more normal, the smaller things that had been lost in the shock of the main fact began to assume their proper proportions. What was it Leo had said? "A bottle of acid." "An accident, Rex insisted." "Rex "Not until she knelt beside his white cot in the great hospital— did she realize the full horror of the sentence a pitiless fate had passed on him."

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36 Photoplay Magazine "There ivas a doctor: a massive, masterful man, with gray hair and keen, compelling eyes." type. A man would have to have all the chivalry of the combined Round Table — or," he added after a perceptible pause, "be more in love than Abelard, Romeo put together to do a thing like that." Edith Paolo insisted.'" Was there doubt then? She turned suddenly to Lechmeer. "Mademoiselle Duval?" she asked. "She was to have posed. Where was she when it happened?" Lechmeer appeared to hesitate, looking nut of the window to conceal a slight smile, half of amusement, half triumph, that he could not repress. "She had left the studio." he replied at last. "He was alone, but was able to reacli the telephone and call Doctor McYicar — the great specialist. By luck I happened along at about the same time. The acci- dent happened a few minutes after Made- moiselle Duval left — according to Rex." "Why do you say 'according to Rex'?" she demanded. "Is there any doubt?" Lechmeer looked at her with well simu- lated embarrassment. "Doubt?" he re- turned. "Why should there be?" lie laughed constrainedly. "Good Heavens. Edith, vou don't imagine she did it and he is shielding her, do you? Rex is not the leaned back against the soft cushions of the luxurious car, and closed her eyes wearily. Lechmeer's manner had had its effect as he intended. She knew he believed exactly the thing he pretended to deny ; the truth was plain. Rex loved the woman. Loved her so deeply, that even after she — either liy accident or design — had deprived him of that which was more to him than life itself, he shielded her. She felt her world slipping from her. She had thought him fascinated by the Duval's exotic beauty; believed him the victim of a sudden momentary infatuation, but such a love as this she had not dreamed of. Now her last hold was gone ; her last mooring slipped. The thought that had disturbed her dur- ing the drive to the hospital recurred to her. But what did it matter now if the Duval did throw him over? The love that could survive such a test as his had would survive that too. The woman might go out of his life, but the love would remain — and the portrait.

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In the Dark 37 The portrait — he could not see it, but her imagination — morbidly active now — pictured him, sitting in his studio before it, worshiping — in the dark. That after- noon she went to the studio alone. The portrait was there on its easel — un- covered, for no one had thought of it after the accident — and for a long time she stood staring at it, trying to see wherein lay the power of the woman it pictured. It was Rex Mansfield's masterpiece. There was no doubt of that. A work of transcendent genius, vivid, glowing, alive. Almost it seemed that it would speak to her — that the scarlet lips would curve in that all-comprehending, evil, sneering smile, mocking and triumphing over her. In a sudden access of fury she seized a brush cloth, and swept it across the fath- omless eyes that seemed to look through and beyond her. and the glowing face be- came an unsightly blur. Edith laughed aloud. Reckless now, she drew the cloth back and forth up and down over the wet paint, until the entire canvas was but a ghastly, unrecognizable smudge of paint. Then the reaction came, and too weak from the excess of emotion to be fright- ened at what she had done, tod numb and dazed to care, she went home. - Each day of the months that fol- lowed became an increasing torture to Edith. Rex came home after a few weeks, when all hope of restoring his sight had been abandoned. Outwardly he was unchanged; a little thinner, a little paler, perhaps, but his eyes showed no visible sign of the acid that had destroyed their sight, and anyone seeing him, seated, or even moving confidently about his own house, would never have imagined he was blind. But he was no longer the cheery hopeful Rex, of the old garret stu- dio days. Daily he grew more de- pressed and silent, more morbid and irritable ; financial dif- ficulties came too, for now that Rex could no longer work, their income had ceased, and it was but a mat- ter of time when they would have to give up the big house and sink once more to pov- erty. Lechmeer was a frequent visitor now : sometimes when Rex was home, more often when he was not, for Rex now spent hours alone in the studio, and Edith, picturing him worshiping before the portrait he could not see, felt a grim satisfaction in the knowledge that it no longer existed. But Leo now was her main interest in life; recklessly she abandoned herself to the current, drifting, hopeless. And Lech- meer was not slow to press his advantage. Day by day he became more open in his pursuit, more passionate, more insistent. And then one day the burden became greater than she could bear, and she de- cided. Quite calmly she dressed for the street, summoned a taxi and drove to Lech- meer's bachelor quarters. He was seated at his desk when she en- He was only just in time."

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38 Photoplay Magazine tered, but he sprang up with a cry of joy and triumph, and hastened towards her. "I have come." she said quite simply, as he clasped her in his arms. Almost immediately she released herself, however. "We must- go away as you promised." she went on. holding him off. "We cannot remain in the city.- We must go: — far away — to the other side of the world." "Of course." he replied eagerly. "My affairs are all arranged; but. darling. I am almost mad with joy." He glanced hur- riedly at his watch. "There is a boat ai three to Liverpool, and it is nearly one now. I'll go and secure passage. You must wait here. I'll be back in an hour." Once more he took her in his arms, with incoherent words of love — for so far as his selfish nature would permit he was. for the moment, sincere — then he seized his hat and hurried away. With a deep sigh, that might have stood for either relief, regret, or despair. Edith walked slowly to the window. Lechmeer stood at the curb glancing im- patiently up and down : but no taxi was in sight, and he started across the street. Half way over, his passage was blocked by a heavily loaded motor-truck, and turning to go around it he saw Editli at the window and paused to wave his hand. He did not see the rapidly approaching car, coming from the other direction, and he was hid- den from its driver by the truck. But Edith saw it : saw too what must happen, but her wild scream of terror could n«t be heard, and her frantic signals came too late, even could he have guessed their meaning, for in that second he was struck down. The next half hour passed, as a night- mare passe s. vague, half-remembered : only the sense of sickening terror lingered. She remembered watching the crowd, an ever- moving sea of hats, that swirled and eddied about the central point of tragedy. Then a little knot of men. policemen, some of them, broke away, and they bore a burden that sagged and doubled limply. Then they were in the room and had laid that which they bore upon a couch. Afterwards they had asked a thousand questions, and she had answered — she knew not what. There was a doctor : a massive, masterful man. with gray hair and keen, compelling eyes ; it was his car that had run down "her husband" (they all seemed to take that for granted ) he told her ; he was hastening to an operation, and must be off now, but he would return and do what he could for her. For the silent form on the couch nothing could be done. Then they left her — alone with her dead. ''Her dead I" The irony of it. Too weak to stand. Edith sank into a chair. Again and again she asked herself : "What shall I do? What shall I do?" but her mind refused to respond. She felt as if she was going mad. Then as she became calmer she saw what she must do. She could not go home — to Rex. Leo, the man she was to have gone with, was dead. In death she must join him. Buthpw? There was no gas ; the lights were elec- tric. She walked to the window and looked out. but the idea repelled her — and it was by no. means certain. If she only had a pistol ! She looked about the room. Leo's desk, where he had sat when she entered, stood open ; perhaps there — She began pulling open the drawers, one after the other, then suddenly she paused, staring open-eyed at the photograph that looked up at her from an open drawer. Julia Duval! .What was her picture do- ing here? Slowly, almost fearfully, she picked it up and turned it over. Scarce comprehending, she read the words written in the Frenchwoman's bold, unusual hand. "To Leo, my lover." " 'Leo, my lover.' " A dozen times she repeated the words before their full mean ing penetrated her numbed brain. So Julia Duval had been, perhaps still was, Leo's mistress, and he had introduced her to Rex. not out of kindness — not as the wealthy dilettante and art connoisseur, assisting the rising artist — but that she, the adventuress, might win the artist's love, and undermine his wife's faith. Clearly now she saw it all. and the at- mosphere of the room became turgid and stifling ; the dead man she had thought so noble, the very prototype of evil. Without another thought, without a glance behind, she sprang to her feet and fled — home. Whether she rode in car or taxi, or walked, or ran. she could not have told. At the next conscious moment she was in her own room, and someone was knocking upon the door.

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In the Dark 39 It was her maid, a girl who had been with her since Rex first began to succeed, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. "Oh! Madame!" she exclaimed. "Thank heavens you are home. There is such good news. Doctor McVicar, the famous spe- cialist, is here, and he has made a great discovery. He is in the library now with the master trying it, and if the operation is a success the master will see again." For a moment forgetful of self, a great hope, a mighty joy, surged up in Edith's heart, and in that same moment she realized that in spite of all she had done — all he had done — she loved her husband. Then as in a moment's time a storm- cloud blots out the sun, the memory of her own horrible position blotted out her joy. If Rex recovered his sight, he would dis- cover what she had done to his masterpiece. He would discover — what might he not dis- cover ? But strangely enough this new shock had cleared her brain ; she was no longer numb and dazed with terror. A cold calm had descended upon her. Dismissing the maid, she went downstairs and crouched outside the library door, striving to learn from the sounds within how the operation was progressing; but only the soft rustle of garments and the occasional click of metal came to her, and soon even this ceased. Then suddenly the door opened and a man stepped out of the room, closing the door quickly behind him. With a gasp of dismay, Edith started up, staring wildly, for the man was tall and massive, gray of hair and beard, and his keen, compelling eyes fixed sternly upon her seemed to read her very soul. It was the doctor who had run down Leo, and in a flash of intuition she realized who he was — her husband's friend — of whom she had heard so much but had never seen — the great specialist, Doctor John McVicar. It was obvious too that the recognition was mutual, for both surprise and suspicion showed plainly in the doctor's face. "What are you doing here?" he asked sharply. "What do you want?" The icy coolness that had taken posses- sion of her with the possibility of Rex's recovery did not desert her now. "I am Mrs. Mansfield," she replied evenly. "I want to know the result of your experiment." For a moment the doctor did not reply. "Lechmeer was a frequent visitor. "

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40 Photoplay Magazine hut his eyes held her as he studied her ; then slowly the harshness died out of his face. Whatever she was, whatever she had done — and the circumstances were certainly sus- picious— there was no doubt that she had suffered, almost mortally, and the tale of that suffering was written upon her face, for all with eyes to read. His voice when he finally spoke was much kinder. "I am glad to say it has been an unqual- ified success," he replied. "In less than a month the cure will he complete.'' A slow flush mounted to Edith's brow, and her eyes dilated strangely. "Thank you." she said quietly, and turning, walked slowly into the next room. For a moment the doctor looked after her, frowning thoughtfully, then with sud- den decision he strode swiftly after her. And he was only just in time. Edith stood in the center of the room, and the little pearl-handled revolver she had brought with her from her room was already pressed to her temple. With a bound the doctor was at her side and grasped her wrist. The struggle was very short. McVicar was a powerful and active man, and F.ditli was quickly dis- armed. Very gently he led her to a chair. "Sit down, my child.'* he said quietly. and his voice was that of a father speaking to a beloved daughter. "There is nothing in life to fear — save Fear itself — and for the act you contemplated there is no excuse — ever. I am Rex's friend and yours. Tell me all you wish." Then for the first time the unnatural calm that had possessed her broke, and she wept, and weeping told him all : candidly, fully, without quibble or reservation, she told him the story of her life from child- hood,. And the great doctor — and great man — listening, knew from the fullness of his experience with human children, that she spoke the truth. "Edith," he said when she had reached the end — and the use of her Christian name thrilled her, for she knew by it she had won his faith, "there is a great and sacred oath we doctors swear — to preserve inviolate the secrets of those who trust us — our patients. Hut there are times when the most sacred oath must be violated in the letter to keep it to the spirit, and this is one of them. You, like Rex, have been groping in the dark ; it is time I let in the light. "Rex never loved the Duval. The ad- miration was purely that of the artist for a perfect type of beauty. His love was always yours, and it was because he told her this when in a whim of her erratic pas- sion she threw herself in his arms begging him to divorce you and marry her. that she — scorned and cast aside, as she chose to see it — in a moment of mad rage threw the acid in his eyes. "That he shielded her, and forced me to also, was only his exaggerated and quixotic chivalry, for he felt that his open but impersonal admiration might have mis- led her. And now. my child, will you go to him?" Edith started to her feet, doubt and a great joy struggling in her eyes. "But the portrait." she cried anxiously, for it seemed incredible that even this man who swept away the blackest clouds with a wave of his hand could dispose of that ob- stacle. Doctor McVicar smiled. "There is no portrait." he returned. "Rex himself, una- ware of what you had done, destroyed it utterly. And now will you go to him and forgive and forget? He bade me tell you that this big house will have to go. That you two will have to begin all over, if not at the bottom — " But she stopped him with a gesture. She did not answer in words, but the light in the eyes she turned upon him as she went towards the library told him all that he could wish to know. Turning Misfortune into Fortune lV/r 1RIAM NESBITT one time enjoyed ."* a reputation as a daredevil diver and swimmer until when making a sensational high dive while bathing with girl friends, she broke her ear drum. Fortunately there was at the time in Chicago a noted Vienna specialist who was able to overcome the misfortune though Miss Nesbitt was deaf in that ear for a time. It was while thus handicapped that she learned to read lips — an accomplishment which has aided her in many ways, particularly in "getting over some of the strongest scenes which depend upon the words spoken.

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VheWlW GGDSE CHASE " -By FRANK WILLIAMS from t/ie Way 6y Wrt7?am CDeN?7/e MONSIEUR CUPID PERMITS HIMSELF TO JEST Illustrations by the Lasky studio SIXCE the sun shines alike upon the just and the unjust, it scorches equally, then, the meddlesome and the victims of officious affection. Messieurs Paul Bonat and Pierre Courtot shook their white heads and pounded their sticks in the garden of the Chateau Fleur de Lys as they deplored the direction of modern tendencies. When all was said and done, they agreed. France and French customs were the best and, espe- cially for the young, the safest. "Eh, bien !" shrugged M. Courtot, and tasted his vermouth sparingly, "we weak- ened once, and have been left to a lonely old age. It serves us right for letting our daughters marry Americans." M. Bonat snorted fiercely. "Ha ! You amuse me. Pierre. Well I remember your let- ting Yvonne marry that rascal Wright — after they had come back from the church. Let her! Ha!" Courtot snorted in turn. "And do you for- get how sheepishly you blessed your Clotilde and that Randall when they had eloped under your stupid nose?" he retorted. "There, there!" Bonat poured oil on the troubled waters. "We were a couple of softheads. But I suppose we wanted to see our children 44 'Messieurs Paul Bonat and Pierre Courtot shook their white heads and pounded their sticks in the garden of the Chateau Fleur de Lys." happy no matter how we ourselves felt." "They defied us and our country's cus- tom to take the men of their choice." Courtot's old eyes gleamed with a certain pride. "And now there are the grand-chil- dren. Ah, who would have thought — " He picked up from the table beside him two photographs, one of a laughing, bright- faced girl, the other of a clean-looking, cheerful youth. M. Paul Bonat smote one thin hand upon his knee. "See here, Pierre, since our children defied us, let us make our grand-children do as we wish. They must marry each other." "With all my heart ! ( )ur revenge, eh?" Courtot dug his stick into the earth. "And listen. If they obey our commands, I will settle two million francs on them." Bonat blinked and gasped for a moment. Then he rose to the occasion. "And I will du- plicate the amount.'' lie declared stoutly. "And now let us each write a letter to our grand child telling them of our wishes and what it will mean to them. I don't think there will be any opposi- tion, hein?" "Not when their French blood hears of the four mil- lion francs." said Courtot dryly. A week later the

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The Wild Goose Chase 45 shadows-had commenced to lengthen at the Chateau Fleur de Lys when, allowing for five hours difference in longitude, the sun stood at high noon in liriar. Pa. The thermometer stood at 90 degrees, hut the rest of the town was in motion, for Boh Randall was sprinting down Main street about three kicks ahead of a con- stable, and behind them streamed half the Junior class at Briar College, and a large proportion of the citizens. Up the street, lonely and bereft, stood a wooden cigar store Indian, the innocent cause of it all. T h e constable earnestly desired to rap for assistance on t h e fugitive's skull. but young Randall, sensing his ambition, threw on his third speed and commenced to draw away. At the next corner, with noth- ing left but his breath, and that blowing, he was thirty yards to the good but failing fast. Round the corner he sped, and there, beside the curb, stood salvation with an angel accompaniment — a throbbing motor car with the driver gone and a young lady checking a shop- ping list in the tonneau. Bob, waiving the usual preliminaries, took a chance. With one leap he was behind the wheel, had released the brakes, and pressed the accelerator. The gears snarled, the car shot forward, and the young lady in the tonneau shrieked. "Thief: Thief:" yelled the constable and the excited citizens, but Bob Randall, setting his jaws grimly, added the speed laws to tlie rest of his plunder, and made for the open country. For a little all went well. 'Then, ten miles out, on a deserted road between farms, the old tractor coughed, spat, and "Betty Wright took matters into her own hands. Knotting the sheets of her bed together, she let herself down front her window and set out to face the world atone. died, and they came to a grinding stop. After pushing and pulling everything he- could lay his hands on. Bob knew the reckoning had come and turned to face his accuser in the tonneau. "Wha — what have you done?" Betty Wright demanded angrily through tears of 'fright. "How dare you ! Where are you taking me?" 'The young man's heart sank. He had never supposed she was so beautiful. He had hoped dur- ing that wild ride that he was kidnap ing the maid or somclio d y, b u t now — "I'm sorry." he said contritely. "I acted like a cad to frighten you so. I'm not a thief, really. I was just helping some of the fellows to move a cigar - store Indian when that consta- ble i n t e r f e r ed." He smiled with such engaging frankness that Betty Wright's red lips relaxed from their angry line and her eyes gleamed mischie- vously. Bob took heart. "Of course I'm sorrv I frightened you." he said, "but I swear I can't feel guilty about running awav with you — now. Can you ever forgive me?" ' "Not yet — er, I mean, no!" She drew herself up. "You have no right to speak to me like this. It only makes matters worse. Hadn't you better try and fix the machinery, or whatever is the matter?" "I've done enough damage to the car as it is." Again his ingenuous smile, and this time she responded to it with a little gay laugh. After that they got along together famously, until, in the midst of his hay-making, a pursuing car loaded with brass buttons and eager hickory topped the hill half a mile awav.

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46 Photoplay Magazine "Oh," cried the girl in quick alarm, "they've followed you. 1 don't want them to catch you, really. Please go !" With swift gratitude he seized her hands impulsively. "You're a little brick, and I — " "Oh, please ! -You mustn't do that ! Hurry !" "But where shall I go?" Then as he climbed down she told him of a cave a quarter of a mile through the woods through which he could escape, and, "I shan't marry any man I've never seen or heard of for all the money in the world." she said. "I'll die an — an old maid first," she added with a renunciatory pang for her involuntary chauffeur of the after- noon. But this was approaching insubordina- tion, treason, and lese pocketbook, and the girl's parents, one on each side of her, applied the screws. It was a long ordeal and ended in tears and open defiance on one side, and threats and continued insis- "Horatio Brutus Bangs, at the head of his own theatrical troupe, ami known from one end of the bushes to the other as the man who put the ham in Hamlet, was in a quandary." with a final pressure of her hand, he sped away. An hour later, safe at home, he sud- denly sat bolt upright in his chair. "Oh, I'm a four-ply ass!" he told him- self. "I don't even know her name or where she lives I" That night in Briar. Pa., two letters postmarked France were opened, and two sets of proud and happy, not to mention eager, parents proceeded to lav down the law. "If your grandfather says this young Mr. Randall is suitable for you to marry," remarked Betty's mother in a tone of finality, "you may take his word for it that he is. and consider the matter settled." Betty shook her head with its mass of golden hair rebelliously, but replied quietly enough. tence on the other. Meanwhile, in another part of town. Bob Randall was resisting the French patri- archal system with equal determination and no better success. "Father," he said, "you seem to forget what our ancestors fought for at Lexing- ton. The idea that I must marry a woman just because she has money is contrary to the spirit of American liberty, and an insult to my intelligence." "But not to mine," said the other feel- ingly. "I've had to work for a living." "I shall only marry the girl I love, and that ends it I" was Bob's ultimatum. "We'll talk it over again to-morrow- night, son." said his father. Young romance thrives on resistance, and one night, after a week of persecution and coercion, Betty Wright took matters

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The Wild Goose Chase 47 into her own hands. Knotting the sheets of her bed together, she let herself down from her window and set out to face the world alone. And that sama night, Bob Randall, with a few dollars in his pocket and the dream of an ideal in his heart went forth to make, his fortune. II Horatio Brutus Bangs, at the head of his own theatrical troupe, and known from one end of the bushes to the other as the man who put the ham in Hamlet, was in a quandary. The juveniles of The Shakes- pearean Stars Inc. had inconsiderately de- serted him owing to a chronic hiatus in what M r. Bangs referred to as emolument, but which the company termed wages. On this bright June day he stood outside the Odd Fellows Hall in Beesburg and cursed the commercialization of Art. To him, then, as he gloomed, came a girl with a wealth of golden hair, limitless am- bition, and no visible moans of support. "I know I can act," she told him earnestly, when they had talked awhile, "please give me a trial." "I am most exacting, young lady, and our standards are very high. but 1 never refuse young talent an opportunity, never," was the gist of the eminent tragedian's reply : "sign here." And Betty became a Shakes- pearean Star Inc. But because she knew her parents were searching for her she gave the name of Julia Temple. That evening when the company reached the rail- road station they found a lonely and disconsolate young man waiting for the train. In a moment Bob and Betty had recog- nized each other, and shyly renewed their inter- rupted romance. "So you're an actress !" he exclaimed, when she had explained her pres- ence there. "Well, I'm going to travel with this company if I have to be the audience." "But Mr. Bangs needs a young man to act — " began Betty, but he was gone. When he came back fifteen minutes later, he also was a Shakespearean Star Inc. "And now." he said, sitting down on a baggage truck beside her, "Will you please tell me your name? I've been trying to imagine it for the last two weeks." "Julia Temple," she said gravely, "and yours?" He hesitated a moment, for he suspected that his parents, too, were on his trail. Then he said, "Jack Nevins" and resumed where he had left off a fortnight before. Bangs had promised to give the young people a trial, but thereafter the trials were his. For lack of better material Bob and Betty were cast for the title roles in ''Romeo and Juliet" and the company went 'For lack of belter material Bob and Betty were cast for the title roles in ' Romeo ami Juliet ' "

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4S Photoplay Magazine into rehearsal when it wasn't going into debt. But Mr. Bangs found the difficulty of getting his young stars past the balcony scene; something new in his experience. "No. no!" he would storm. "That won't do! You don't have to hug the girl for- ever iust because the action ".indicates it here." "But I have to show I mean it, don't 1 ?" Bob would expostulate, "and every lover I ever heard of had to be driven away by force— " "But my dear young man, if you will listen to one whose right to preeminence lias been acclaimed from one end of the country to the other, — " "All right. Mr. Bangs, we'll do it over again," and they would go back to the lie- ginning of the scene. Thus swiftly and happily the days passed for the willful and incorrigible run- aways: June days of youth and love that made each tank town a new Arcadv. and each mixed train a chariot as swift and glorious as their dreams. And their life presented an extraordinary paradox, for the farther they tied from the galling necessity of marrying each other, the nearer they approached to it. Often both felt a strong desire to reveal their real identity to the other, but now the fear of showing a blemish of untruth on a page of life as innocent and sunny as June itself, prevented them. If swallows made the summer for H. Brutus Bangs, it was a lark to these two, and thev worked hard towards their debut at Vellville. But here, when the company had ar- rived, they met unexpected difficulties, the first of which presented itself in the per- son of the pera House force. "Haow kin I change scenery when I'm sellin' tickets aout front?" he wanted to know with unassailable logic. "1 shall be charmed to assist you," offered Mr. Bangs. "While vou are get- ting the stage ready 1 will gladly look after the box office, and — " "No, ye wun't.'" shouted Mr. Hoople. triumphantly. "I know you city fellers. I'll bet right naow ye hain't paid Setli fer "Tlicjail, a single square concrete room barred at door and windows. engulfed them. To Bob and Betty it was a tittle square section of Paradise. "

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The Wild Goose Chase 49 truckin' yer stuff up here from the station. Naow hcv yeu?" "A mere trifle." Horatio wafted it to the infinite with a motion of his long hand. "The fellow will he paid after the matinee performance." Hut it was good corn and had Shakes- peare weather in those parts, and the house scarcely numbered a corporal's guard. To make matters worse, had luck was with the performance from the first. Juliet's bal- cony, a plank across two packing hoxes precipitated her into the arms of her lover prematurely, and Bob's tin sword bent almost double in the duel so that he had to bill-hook his opponent to slay him. But this was not the worst.' When the ordeal was over, the company was met at the door by two determined-looking men. one of whom announced himself as the sheriff, the other as the local hotelkeeper. "Pay up fer that dinner you et to my place." the latter demanded firmly. "There was only two-forty in the haouse this after- noon, and as (iahe gets two dollars of that. I want to know where I git off." It was the beginning of the end. From that moment matters proceeded by logical steps to their inevitable conclusion. With their baggage attached, no money for board, and salaries unpaid a fortnight, there remained but one path for the com- pany to tread — that leading to the vil- lage lock-up. And Bangs talking largely of a telegram he had sent to his bankers, led the way. Bob and Betty followed hand in hand without a murmur. Jail would have as lit- tle effect on their love as the weather on the song of a bird, or a flower-pot on the color of a rose. "Jail !" he whispered ecstatically, "and together! I'd have gone through it a dozen times for you, but with you — " "Can you ever forgive me for leading vou into this disgrace?" she pleaded. "Disgrace!" he laughed aloud. "It'll be the making of me ! A prison record is the sure ticket to a real job these days, and when I'm an office bov. at thirty-five a week—" "Yes, yes." "Will 'you?" "Oh, Jack, how many times must I promise?" "A million, and even then I won't be- lieve it." The jail, a single square concrete room barred at door and windows, engulfed them. To Bob and Betty it was a little square section of Paradise, but to the others it looked like a fire-proof corner of — ! "Well." said the heavy, who could always discover a silver lining, "at least we'll eat fairly regularly after this." Presently came a youth with a basket of bread and a jug of switehel, and the Shakespearean Stars Inc. crowded on the two hard benches that furnished the place, made what, during a general famine, might have been termed a meal. Then as the sheriff was lighting the lan- tern which served to illuminate the dun- geon, two strangers, a man and a woman, worn, white-faced, and with clothes that showed the wrinkles of much travel, pre- sented themselves at the barred door. For a moment they looked from one to the other of the culprits. Then the woman held out her arms to the girl who sat be- side Bob, her hand nestled in his. "Betty. Betty, my darling!" she cried. For a minute, as she recognized her mother, all the old bitterness that had driven her away from home returned. But the next instant she knew that, however unjust the other's will had been, her own act had been infinitely more cruel, and she went eagerly to that enfolding and pro- tecting embrace. Her father cleared his throat noisily. "Forget it all. dear, and don't marry any- body, ever." he said huskily when she kissed him. "We can't live without you." Then, when the greetings were over, Betty pleaded hard Tor the almost ex- tinguished Stars, and father, unable to ex- press his emotion any other way. peeled a big roll of bills, skin by skin as you peel an onion, until board, baggage, and car fare back to New York had been provided. With a generous sweep of his battered silk hat, II. Brutus Bangs did his bene- factor the honor of a profound bow. Then he turned to the sheriff. "Release us. my man. and lively about it." he ordered. "You perceive I suppose, that my telegram was efficacious." So the bars swung open, and. as the be- draggled Thespians walked out Betty, clinging first to her mother and then her father, introduced them all. Bob came last, and she met his gaze a little shame-facedlv.

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50 Photoplay Magazine "I have a confession to make," she said. "I am not Julia Temple at all. My name is Betty Wright, and these are my parents." "Betty Wright?" he repeated densely, telling himself that the name had a deu- cedly familiar sound. Then it came to him with a rush, and his shout of laughter caused farm hands a half mile away to remark that the 8.07- was ahead of time again to-night. ■ "Betty Wright !" he cried again a minute later. "Well, listen to me Betty Wright. I've got a little confessing to do on my own account. I'm Boh Randall." Mr. and Mrs. Wright looked at each other in consternation. That subject was supposed to have been finally and decently buried. But Betty's eyes were like stars as she murmured the name, and. with a swift im- pulse, Bob held out his arms to her. She came to them eagerly, gladly, in complete surrender. Mr. Wright spasmodically bit his cigar in two, and then whirled around in time to catch Ma if she fainted in his direction. But Ma was rooted with astonishment. Then he measured what remained of his roll with a speculative eye. "I wonder if you two young idiots-j— " he addressed the rising moon — "could be induced as a special favor to — " The sheriff who had been absent for a moment, suddenly reappeared and placed a table containing writing materials by the jail door. "The marriage license beerow is naow open fer business," he announced as he sat down. "Line forms on this side, an' hcv vcr fees ready." U n e Petite "VV7HV the French? Because this youn " girl, who three years ago was a pale little chorus girl doing set dances with fifty other girls in New York, blossomed out this year as the very Frenchiest of French villainesses in the mam moth World production in which William Elliot stars as an American youth lured to destruction in Paris by "Woman and Wine." When destruction comes in such a guise as this, what man is safe? Etoile Dorothy Green She is. after all, just "A Little Star," no more nor less; but she's twinkling very brightly on the screen just now.

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Photoplay Magazine 51 Roll Up, Australia! r\ONALD HERBERT FRENCH, of *-* Australia, an ex-newspaper man, won the prize of $100 offered by the pro- ducers of the film "Prohibition" for the best story on the picture at a private hear- ing for derelicts only, recently. The Cow-Girl ARIAT and imirt and spur '—'And the laughing eyes of her! Hat thrown back and hair flung free How she stirs the heart of me! .Sudden dark — the gay scene changes To the silence of the ranges, Sagebrush old and gnarled and gray And the long hills far away. Look, her pony tops the rise! Down the dusty trail she flies. Happy little .Movie Maid Riding free and unafraid, 1 )o you know you bring to me Ranch days as they used to be Long before I found my way To the maelstrom of Broadway? That is past! — But now and then All the old days live again; Streets and subways fade from view While I ride the range with you ! — Mary Carolyn Dories. Tom Mix Injured at Rodeo ""TOM MIX, ex-soldier, United States * Deputy Marshal, and for these sev- eral years back daredevil rider before the camera, was severely injured at the rodeo at Los Angeles on May 5th during the chuck wagon race. Two four-horse teams collided head on. Curly Eagles of Ely, Nevada, was driving close, leaving just enough room for a wagon to pass. As Tom closed on him, a bridle strap broke on Eagle's leaders. There was a crash and Eagles and Mix literally mixed it, and were both carried off the course in pretty bad shape. Eagles was painfully and seriously in- jured. Tom suffered a broken jaw, rrushed chest, fractured leg and dangerous internal injuries. War Pictures from the Clouds ]V4 MAURICE, technical manager of "*• the Eclair Film Company of Paris, is serving with the French army in the capacity of Sergeant in the Aviation Corps, and has been given permission by his Gov- ernment to take a movie camera aloft with him for the purpose of taking pictures of the war from aloft. These pictures will later be exhibited in America. Santa Monica Senate Chamber An amazing replica of the Upper House of Congress, made in the fastnesses of Santa Monica Canon for a feature photoplay, " The Man from Oregon." Open to the sky, this arena of parliament is correct in every Washingtonian detail.

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52 Photoplay Magazine ETHEL CLAYTON "/ am by no means a sociologist. I am only a player reproducing life as I see it when it swims through my own little pond of existence : but even so much observation has taught me to be an optimist. "

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"What My Pictures Tell Me A Wife Should Be" By Ethel Clayton IN WHICH AN IDEAL WIFE OF PHOTO DRAMA POINTS OUT THE LESSONS OF HER RECENT ROLES Illustrations from the Kaufman-Clayton photoplays by the Lubln studios w I' H 0 T 1' L A M A C asked me N o- Y A- to /INK write a story on my recent work I an- swered: "That is something that you will have to get some one else to do ; I try to interpret, hut 1 am ver and over again there have come moments for all of us in which a word of explanation, or even a glance of sympathetic understanding, would have averted a breach. Even the wife in "The Blessed Mir- acle," herself not at all to blame for her husband's amour with the meddlers so temptingly played by Kosetta Brice, might have prevented this person's small success, had she striven to make up for the ab- 53

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54 Photoplay Magazine sence of children with her own sweetness. Doesn't just this thing happen again and again in the homes of people you know? I don't believe any man will remain abso- lutely faithful through a sense of duty. It's charm which keeps men tied to their own living-roam radiators — yet when the average wife feels herself neglected,- she casts all her remaining charm aside and becomes a sort of mild, weeping shrew. The story of a wife's love of society, at the sacrifice of children which might have been hers, is the subject of ''A Woman Went Forth." Now this is nothing new to the stage or the novel, but I do not believe this peculiar phase of domestic unhappiness has ever been so poignantly revealed on the screen ; for the good reason that no one has ever thought to make a feature photo- play out of it. The butterfly wife has been incidentally considered, many times. What we endeavored to do was to describe her realistically and absolutely as she is. If only this wife had made slight con- cessions to this husband's striving to give her more advantages I If, on the other hand, had he planned a quiet little dinner somewhere away from the crowd ; had he gently reminded her that their engage- ments did not correspond ; that they were drifting apart — is it reasonable to suppose that the wife, who had married her hus- band for love only, and must therefore still love him, would not have seen the thing from his viewpoint? Therefore one of the basial reasons for the near-tragedy in "A Woman Went Forth" was that lack of frankness of which I have spoken, that peculiar isolation which makes people die of soul-thirst rather than ask for one drink of understanding. Of course the wife's was the chief fault ; this play was the antidote to that unfair thing which de- scribes a man as perennially "neglecting" the woman he loves, simply because he is ''wrapped up" in his business! How silly! Don't we all know many a man who sticks at his desk until his nerves collapse, merely that his wife may maintain her position. her ease and her luxury in a world of merciless competition? Yet she says, and the world hypocritically believes, that he "neglects" her. I have found the world readv to believe manv a nice untruth like "/ believe that as intense a love interest may be developed in a play about husband and wife as about any Romeo and Juliet who ever sighed over a balcony. "

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What My Pictures Tell Me a Wife Should Be 55 that, just because it is hypocritical enough to cover up its own sins with the sins of somebody else. If there was one lesson above another which I hope this play taught wives it was appreciation for the bitter, bitter struggle husbands are making for their protection. Another wifely fault — one which cannot be too strongly over-emphasized — we ex- emplified in our production of "In the Dark." I refer to that instinctive, uncon- scious lack of confidence which is a com- mon fault with average wives. All the tragedy of their particular misunderstand- ing grew out of the distrust which the wife felt when her artist-husband asked her not to come too often to his studio. His reason was good, and it was fully explained. His frankness was all that could be desired. He told his wife the truth — that her too- frequent presence distracted the sitters- and she chose not to believe him. When a rather piquant actress happened to be his next subject, the wife chose to put the worst possible construction on her hus- band's simple request Then came her weakness : she listened to the schemer's per- suasion, and the peril to which she exposed !>oth honor and happiness. I'm a woman, and really — I don't think it unreasonable to expect a woman to be reasonable. However, if she had been, there wouldn't have been any lesson to teach, and there wouldn't have been any play. I think that we all like to see plays and read stories in which other people make our own mistakes. Now. isn't that the height of human inter est ? I am never really so happy as when

I find some mimic character floundering around in my petty vices. Human nature is most interested in ob- serving itself unobserved, and just so long as it is. the drama and comedy of life will be the same. We are all shouting for somebody else to pay the piper of justice — ■ perhaps thinking that in his collections elsewhere our own debt may skip his mind. 1 am by no means a sociologist ; I am only a player reproducing life as I see it when it swims through my own little pond of existence, but even so much observation has taught me to be an optimist. I believe that the young married people of today are h. ever so much happier than their grand- parents! Why? Because they know more. I am quite sure that there is a dreadful mistake in the Hook of Genesis. I feel positive that Adam and Eve were not put out of (iod's park for eating the apple of knowledge, but for deliberately munching the persimmon of ignorance. I consider the prime importance of our series of photoplays an experimental im- portance: there were a great many people who believed that the photoplay was for just these things: thrilling adventure, com- edy, and young love. People really be- lieved that the finer shades of dramatic- emotion had failed to register on the screen. We put on this series of exceedingly inti- mate dramas just to give ourselves, and our manufacturers, a great, big, whole hearted faith in the intelligence and human sympathy of the American public at large — and we found it in abundance beyond our dreams ! Visualizer of "Les Miserables" in America VLBBRT CAPELLANI. the great French director, •*Vvho photo-dramatized Victor Hugo's terrible master-thrust of realism. "I.es Miserables." is a recent addition to the- direction staff of the World 1'ilni Corporation. He has created photoplays from the works of Daudet and Zola as well as Hugo. and. as lie speaks English fluently and will not therefore be handicapped in that direction, the world of the movies is looking forward to his forthcoming productions. He is a master of detail, and is said by many to be the greatest of European scenic craftsmen. Albert Capellani. the master- director of French literary photo- dramatiza- tion .

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56 Photoplay Magazine Those Lips — Here's the Answer MANY and varied were the guesses made as to "whose lips they were." It was a hard row to hoe, and everyone who had the courage to try a hand at it is to be congratulated. ( (nly the brave deserve the crown of laurel reserved for those who do and dare. Indeed, the contest was so difficult that only one answer out of many hundreds was correct. That one was sent in by Miss Ida Frank of The Blythewood, Lakewood, N. J. Most of the contestants tripped up on No. 2, nine out of ten of them stating that the lips were those of J. Warren Kerrigan. It is a compliment to J. Warren, perhaps, for they are those of Cleo Madison. Another stumbling block was No. 8, whose lips many identified as those of Mack Sennett, the Keystone managing director. They belong to House Peters. Nobody missed Roscoe Arbuckle. Francis X. Bush- man or Mary Pickford though — well, one or two, perhaps, but not more than that. The proper owners of those barrlin e as ; follows : 1. Alice Joyce 2. Cleo Madison 3. Clara Kimball Young 4. Ethel Clayton 5. Beverly Bayne 6. Marc McDermott 7. Marguerite Snow- 8. House Peters 9. Florence La Badie 10. Mary Fuller 11. Anita Stewart 12. Thomas Santschi 13. Kathlyn Williams 14. Edith Storey 15. Roscoe Arbuckle 16. Mabel Normand 17. Francis X. Bushman 18. Bryant Washburn 19. Hobart Bosworth 20. Mary Pickford lips There'll be another contest soon. Fashion A La Japanese TV/I ISS TSURU AOKI, the Japanese *"■' queen of the movies, says she sends her cast-off clothing to her sisters in Japan. •'They live in a remote village." she said, "and I had of course no idea what use they made of them, but as the styles here change so quickly, the clothes are in good condition. I got a picture the other day, showing the two girls in my clothing, look- ing proud as Punch. I wish you could see them ! "One wore a dress with puffed sleeves and a long corset on the outside, and the other a low-necked evening gown with short gloves and a sailor hat! "Mother says the girls are very proud of themselves and the neighbors all think they are wonderful, and borrow and copy the things whenever they can. At a little party the other day, my sister relates that all the girls had somehow got hold of or made themselves corsets, and all appeared with them on the outside of their dresses!" The Course of True Love \ll ARGARET MAYO tells an amusing i*A story of how one day she didn't wed Edgar Selwyn. her present husband. "We had decided to be married," she said, "and one day we actually started out to find a certain justice of the peace. But I saw some strawberry shortcake in a res- taurant window, and said : " 'Oh, I must have some of that !" "We stopped, and it was so good, I had two pieces, and then there wasn't time to be married that day. Next day we started out again, and came near not being mar- ried for lack of a witness. Mr. Selwvn wanted to bring one along, but as we were always having little scraps. I was afraid we might have one before we got to the Justice of the Peace who was to marrv us. We got there in peaceful frame of mind all right, though, and called a painter down from the roof of the Justice's house to act as witness. He said he would have gone home in another minute !"

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The Girl on the Cover MAE MARSH, ARTIST IN IMPERTINENCE AND PATHOS By Robert Bruce THE pitiful part of the climb for fame in the moving picture business is that those who work the hardest are seldom those who get the highest. The most brilliant successes of film drama have been made by little girls who tripped airily up and picked off the peach from the tree. Marguerite I.overidge, for instance, is a hard-working, conscientious, suc- cessful actress. Her home name was Marsh and she had a little sister named Mae. Four years ^ ago, M a e w a s a 'V m M)9 -v ■>•: ■ V* Four years ago, Mae was a snub- nosed, scrawny Utile girl who watched with longing when big sister went to the Selig studio to 'play-act ' before the camera. " V-*i , « »» -•??■.► snub-nosed scrawny little girl who watched with longing when big sister went to the Selig studio to "play-act" be- fore the camera. Sometimes, she used to hang around the door- way and beg to be taken along. She- said she couldn't see why they wouldn't let her be an ac- tress ; lots of young girls worked in the pictures. "Don't be silly. Mae," said her sister, "A 1 i 1 1 1 e skinny, scrawny 57

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58 Photoplay Magazine girl like you — what would you do in the pictures?" So little sister Mae had to be content to stay at home and stage wonderful dramas of her own authorship. Her mother says she never could make much out of Mae's dramas except that Mae always seemed to be a queen with all the other children in the neighborhood standing around fanning her and spreading carpets for her to walk on. One day. Miss I.overidge relented and took little sister Mae out to the Biograph studio where she was working in a scenario called "The Siren of Impulse." The lead- ing lady was "Dot" (Dorothy) Bernard. and the director, D. W. Griffith. Griffith noticed this queer little wisp of an old-fashioned girl standing wistfully at the edge of the group watching the acting. "Who is that odd little girl?" he asked some one. Miss Loveridge said it was her little sister. "Come over here and sit on this stump." said Griffith. Mae. scared half to death, took a seat on the stump next to a young man. "Look up at the sky and sigh." said Griffith; Mae gave a squint at the sky and sighed. "Now jump up and turn around and sit down again." said Griffith. The queer little girl jumped up and \ turned around and sat down again. Griffith. "None of the rest of you need come back to-morrow except this little girl and the leading man." That was the start of Mae Marsh.. Her sister couldn't believe it. "It must have been me that he wanted to come back : you don't know anything about acting," she said. But Griffith was quite sure he wanted the odd little girl. Mae Marsh said that she took her honors with extreme hauteur and made a tour of the neighborhood inviting every one she knew to come to see "my picture" as if Dot Bernard and the rest of them were mere incidents compared with her sitting down on a stump and sighing and standing up and sitting down again. The next week, she worked in "The Sands of Dee." From that time she never missed a day. She started in as a- $3 a day extra girl and was advanced to a $5 a day job and very soon thereafter got a regular part and a regular job with the company. Big sister is still a pretty, talented, con- scientious actress but the queer little girl is one of the most famous women in pictures. When Griffith went from the Biograph to the Reliance-Majestic, Mae Marsh was one of the stars who went with him. Her work as the little sister who 'One of the charms of her ivork is her free and unhackneyed technique.

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The Girl on the Cover 59 'Her work as the little sister who killed herself to escape the negro in 'The Clansman' is recognized as being as fine as anything yet seen on the screen. " killed herself to escape the negro in "The Clansman." is recognized as being as fine as anything yet seen on the screen. One of the charms of her work is her unconventional method — her free and un- hackneyed technique. It amounts to genius. Most picture people work on the rubber stamp plan. When a young lady clinches her hands : looks up and bites the starboard corner of her mouth, that means, "This is

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60 The Girl on the Cover cruel, but I must endure it."' No one knows what it would mean if the young lady bit the port side of her lips ; because they always gnaw at the Starboard side. When a young man winks brightly and hurriedly with both eyes and heaves a long sigh as he looks after the blonde, that means. "Some day I will rescue that goil from a villain and marry her." Mae Marsh's work throws away all this old stuff. Everything she does is unex- pected and naive and un-worn. She sug- gests a promise of the future when photo- plays will be acted by a new order of actors who are not recruited from some other kind of theatrical work, but who have been care- fully and specially trained for the screen. "The pictures have, thus far. produced just one real genius.'" she says, "That is Mr. (Iriftith. (Are there really no others. Miss Marsh? — Ed. Photoplay Magazine.) He has combined a natural literary instinct with trained stage craft and another in- stinct that few men ever learned called. 'Being camera-wise.' "Whatever success 1 have made is m >silv due to his directing. I can't work with other directors. 1 feel like a horse with a driver that doesn't know the road. It al- ways seems so clear in Mr. Griffith's mind as to just what he wants."' Miss Marsh sighs, however, for a job in which she doesn't have to die to such a liberal extent. "I'm always either dying or getting married, (if the two estates I dont know which is the worst. 1 have never tried either in real life." One of her favorite parts was a comedy role — "Applepie Mary." in "Home Sweet Home.'' ( >ut of her anxiety to get another such role, she has written two scenarios of Iter own. The scripts are all finished, but she has a case of stage fright and is afraid to turn them in to the scenario department. "I think I'll turn them in under an assumed name. If the scenario editor rejects them. I'll die all over his front steps — just to show him." Miss Marsh lives in I.os Angeles with her mother and sister, in an attractive bungalow' near the studio, in ;i rather old- fashioned part of town. Poor Bobbie Hunter! JOHNNY BROWN'S parents allow him to go Once in a while to the Picture show ; Rosy McCarty on Saturdays Always goes to the picture plays. But Bobbie Hunter has never seen The sights on the moving picture screen. Though Bobbie's parents have the dough. They won't take Bobbie to the Picture show. Bobbie. I'm sure, has plenty to eat. And lives in the best house on the street ; His parents have bought him nice new toys That tickle the hearts of little boys. But Bobbie Hunter, take it from me,- Is not like some other boys, you see. They won't let him go. so I've been told. Because he is only two weeks old! • — Ottie E. Colburn. Water-Babies, in "The Baby," a Recent Release The three children, from left to right, are Olive John- son, Mutual, and Frances Carpenter. People who have no fine feelings might call Mutual a dog.

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Marguerite Snow Now Bushman's Leading Lady 1WT ARG.UERITE Snow left New York iVA for Lbs Angeles on May 6th to be- come leading lady for the Metro Company with Francis X. Bushman. She took with her. her Mercer runabout, eighteen trunks and the Belgian seamstress over whose destinies she has presided since war took the place of hemstitching in Flanders. No less than sixty photoplay actresses were interviewed, it is said, before Miss Snow was definitely approached with the offer to become leading lady for the Apollo of the screen. As Bushman is an actor whose work reflects his own physical big- ness and power in every detail, it was felt necessary that he should have a leading lady with equal magnetism and strength of personality combined with what the un- translatable screen expression terms "facial strength." Miss Snow has long been an admirer of Mr. Bushman's work before the camera, and has expressed great satisfaction at the opportunity which has been presented to play opposite him. She is herself, one of the most popular of the njovie actresses. Marguerite Snow His Mother Say< HPHEY told me that my boy was 1 And buried on the Aisne, ( )ne of a host, the letter said. Who were in battle slain. But surely they were misinformed, For there upon the screen. My boy, so gaily uniformed. Goes marching o'er the green. Bad lie sees me. Look! lie waves his hand. That kiss was meant for me ! God bless him in whatever land. His spirit now may be. My heart will put aside its pain. My boy would have it so ; For he who died along the Aisne, Still lives to come and go. — H. J. Kricr. Pholo by International News Service (A

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Canine Movie Fans By Ernest A. Dench A FRIEND of mine in London has a clog who always follows her when she goes to the movies. Fie isn't content with sitting in her lap, but always.tak.es good care to use a whole chair for himself. His way of ap- plauding a film is to wag his tail against the metal hack of the chair, and if he does not like a picture he is bad mannered enough to turn his back on the screen. He reminds his mistress when the program has been given the once over by tapping her with his paw. Up in Scotland I once heard of a Glas- gow fan who had a bow-wow of the canine variety. Once she took him to see the movies and the dog was so befogged by his strange surroundings that lie went to sleep in the arms of his mistress. After a num- ber of these visits he began to sit up and take notice. Strong drama causes him to bark loudly, while when a comedy comes on the screen he pricks up his ears. I am not going to try and make you be- lieve he laughs, but my own small opinion is that it is the canine way of expressing the emotion. An American fan, on seating himself to enjoy a photoplay performance, had an un- welcome visitor in his dog. who had entered without paying. At first he behaved him- self like a gentleman, but when a holdup appeared in a Western drama, he barked and then attacked the screen as if to attack the wrongdoers. Fortunately, however, the operator had viewed the incident through his peep-hole and had sufficient presence of mind to turn on the lights. This saved the situation, for the dog hastily retired when the film disappeared, and looked at the screen with a puzzled stare. He then walked back meekly to his master. Some time ago a building contractor re- siding at I.akewood. New Jersey, took his dog to a local photoplay theater. The canine became such an ardent movie fan that he ambled in the show for forty days in succession without his master's authority. How the man discovered this was by re- ceiving a bill for four dollars, specifying the number of visits his dog had made The artful exhibitor had decided to turn the canine's infatuation to profitable ac- count— and who could blame him? The unintentional victim, however, re- fused to pay the amount, and when sued in the county court stated that his mongrel had no business to be permitted to enter unless he had a ticket. Going further afield — India, to wit — a motion picture exhibitor related to me an incident which occurred at his theater. This took place when he put on a film enti- tled "The Police Dogs of Paris," revealing a bunch of these intelligent creatures pur- suing some Apaches. A stray dog somehow managed to wrig- gle into the show unseen when this picture was being shown and the police dogs struck him as being so real that he made a dive for the screen, barking furiously all the time. Just as he reached the screen an Apache shot at the dogs, when the audience was astounded to see the real life dog fall down helplessly. The real explanation was that the dog, on butting into the wall of the building, had been momentarily stunned. He soon revived, however, and his many howls gave evidence that he resented his defeat, after which he made his getaway. Two ladies struck up an acquaintance while on a railroad journey. One of the ladies had a pet dog. which she was trying to account for its unusual restlessness and bad temper. This, she informed her fellow traveler, was due to the fact that she had gotten into the habit of taking Fido to see the movies every day. when he watched the screen all the time, but she had been forced to cut out her visit that day owing to catch- ing the train. The August issue of PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE will be on the news-stands July 1st. Order your copy now. Don't miss the second installment of Chaplin's story. (2

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HShe AWAKENINO 7?y EDITH HUNTINGTON MASON THE STORY OF A MAN WHO FOUND HIMSELF Illustrations by the Vitagraph Company of America T"1 H E dispensary had been crowded all *■ the morning. Dr. Thane had been too busy even to think of Vivian, except subconsciously. She was going to call for him in the car to take him out to luncheon, but he had been too much absorbed in attending to the wants of the long row of patients to remember that it was necessary to eat to live. How he Loved his work! No clientele of wealthy patrons, he was sure, could mean as much to him — could make him feel so much as if he had work to do in the world — as the suf ferers in this slum neigh borhood, teeming with the vicious, the poor ant the miserable. He sighed. If only his fiancee had not wanted him to leave Rosalie Court ! A girl stole into the room, a brown- cheeked, faithful eyed girl, her look of familiarity with hard ships and trouble consorting o d d 1 y witli her exceeding prettiness. "I'm Josephine Wood," she said, fixing him anxiously with her large eyes, "I help at the settlement. I haven't any card, and there was no one in the hall so I just came myself. I want you to help me." He was struck by her charm of manner. ''What can I do for you?" he asked gently. She leaned rather weakly against the table, and held out a piteous little hand. "I was hurrying to get Jimmie's breakfast," she said, "so he wouldn't lie late to school, and I spilled the kettle on my wrist." "/ teas hurrying to get Jimmie's breakfast," she said, "so he wouldn 't be late to school, and I spilled the kettle on my wrist. " He sat down beside her on the table's edge, and took the blistered fingers in his. "Don't be afraid," he said, "we can fix you up all right," and skilfully began the task of dressing and bandaging the wound. She was standing by his side thanking him for his kindness, when Miss Grey swept unannounced into the room. She acknowledged only by a slight bow. the doctor's introduction of the settlement worker and the minute the girl had gone, fell to berating him for n>.t being ready. "These horrid slum people are always keeping you from me," she pouted. Doctor Thane's smile was rather forced. He 1 a d bee n humoring Vivian's aversion for his latients for a long time. "I admit," he said, as they went out to the automobile, "that most of my patients belong to the great unwashed, but for all that. I love them and would rather serve them than any other class of peo- ple." It was always a source of wonder to Doctor Thane that Vivian drey had en- gaged herself to him. Ever since his graduation from Harvard Medical School. he had been buried in his work at the Rosa lie Court Dispensary. He knew so little of her world — the world that belonged to the seekers after pleasure. He was too simple and unassuming a man to fathom the glamor which his reputation as a sur- geon had for the young heiress. On the way back to the dispensary that afternoon, Vivian told him that the furni- 63

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64 Photoplay Magazine ^^^. HE- ^| ^^r - ■ WW ?^t5 V \jEr~ r^l ^CT^l'-T^ I- ^£ 1 r M ■ . J| 1 1 .:* ^Bf i ■- '■ Br l \ a - *3I ' 1 a ' ; | . 9sj£ "Sfte acknowledged only by a slight bow the Doctor's introduction to the settlement worker. lure she had ordered for the room in the dispensary hospital which site planned to endow, had arrived. He felt a twinge of compunction. Vivian was generous, even if she didn't like poor people. "We'll stop and see it." he said. "What a: dear, unselfish girl you are I" Hut a glimpse of the room in the para- lytic ward which was to be called after his fiancee, filled him almost with dismay. "Vivian!" he cried, "is this the sort of furniture you ordered?" The young woman, who had been viva- ciously pointing out to a nurse the glories of the blue silk curtains and delf toned oriental rugs, turned to him in surprise. "It certainly is." she said, "why not?" Thane controlled himself. "Nothing." he said, "except that I told you we didn't like curtains and rugs in our rooms, and I hate to see you buy such ex- pensive things. It isn't necessary." The heiress tossed her head. "It doesn't matter whether it's necessary or not. I wanted it. And I don't see why you're so disagreeable. I shan't show you my surprise now !" She pouted again like a spoiled child. He felt that he had. perhaps, been too short with her. "Forgive me." he said, "of course I'm satisfied so long as you're pleased : let's see the surprise." She turned eagerly to the chiffonier. "Look," she said. "Pajamas! All ready for the patient to put on !" Thane was staggered. Common-sense might have told his lady-love that supplies for hospitals were for use. and not show. "Very pretty, dear." he said, mechan- ically, then, to himself as they moved away down the corridor: "Blue silk pajamas for paralytics.— Good God !" That evening Doctor Thane dined at his fiancee's house. It was a dinner party and there Were present numbers of men and women whose leisure time had enabled them to make a science of amusing themselves. The evening passed pleasantly enough for the doctor until he happened to catch a snatch of conversation at Miss Grey's end of the table. "O. yes." she was saying. "Dr. Thane is going to give up his slum-doctoring when we're married. He's too distinguished, I

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The Awakening 65 tell him, to waste himself on Rosalie Court. We're going to endow a hospital, and he is to be the head of it. I'm not going to let him hide his light any longer, am I. dear?" she ended, catching Thane's eye, and throw- ing him an arch glance that he felt was meant for the whole table. Thane was distressed. Vivian had often mentioned the hospital plan before, but now, even in spite of her tactful use of the plural pronoun, he felt for the first time a sense of humiliation in the fact that the talked-of scheme would be financed entirely by the woman he was going to marry. A troubled impression that it was not interest in his work that inspired her, but a wish to exploit her future husband seized upon him. At first he had thought her enthusiasm sincere, but lately it had seemed to him that her interest was only that of the stage manager. She liked to move the puppets about. He recalled with chagrin, the time, only a little while ago. when he had made a gratifying discovery in connection with a tubercular serum, and of her frivolous treatment of the event, when be had at last persuaded her to come to his laboratory to view the result of his research. A footman entered the room and ad- dressed Miss Grey in a low voire. She frowned. "There's a call for vou, Roscoe," she said to Thane. "Some of your slum friends. I suppose you'll have to go?" Her tone was unmistakably ironical. He rose. "Yes." he replied. "It might be important. Will you excuse me?" He left the room. One of the workers at the settlement with which the Rosalie Court Dispensary was associated, was on the wire. A boy had been injured in a street car accident. The doctor in charge was talking of ampu- tation, but the speaker was of the opinion that Doctor Thane could save the arm. Thane returned to the dining-room witli the news, but its reception startled him. Vivian looked at him in amazement. "We're going on to the Devereux's dance," she said, following him out into the hall. "You positively cannot go!" He looked at her charitably ; after all, perhaps it wasn't her fault that her parents had spoiled her all her life. "I'm afraid I must," he said, gently. "I do hope you will forgive me." and went down the steps out into the street, wonder- ing how it was that he was going to marry a woman to whom he had to apologize for doing his duty. Perhaps it was the new strip of brown carpet or the plant at the window which appeared to fill with such light and peace, the boarding-house room in Rosalie Court, to which he had been summoned. But Mrs. Brown, the settlement worker who met him at the door, said she thought it was the spirit of the girl who lived there w i t h the young brother w h o had been hurt. "I never s a w any- thing like her. Such c h a r a c-

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66 Photoplay Magazine since her mother's death she has sup- ported that boy and made a home for him ! Poor Jim- mie .'" The kind woman put her hand to her eyes. A doctor came out of the bedroom at that moment. He was a drab, elderly little man. who had long ago allowed the pessimism of the tenements to master his soul. "How de do. Dr. Thane." he said, "it's a bad case in there.— the ambu- lance is coming, and the minute we get him to the hospital. I think we'll have to amputate." A girl came out from the room be- hind him, a young girl with faithful eyes, and a chin with a dimple in it, that Thane well remembered — it was the girl who had come to him to have her scalded hand dressed. She stood looking from one man to the other, her whole soul concentrated on that one word — "Amputate !" "I can't bear it." she said, softly, as if to herself. — and then, with a sudden cry, ran to Thane and hid her face against his coat. "Don't let them do it I" she wailed, "don't let them cut off Jimmie's arm ! You can save him. I know you can !" Doctor Thane was touched. He was used to inspiring confidence. — it was his gift, but this young girl's trust stirred him as never before. "I have not seen such faith, no, not in Israel !" he murmured to himself. And afterwards the story of how Doctor Thane saved Jimmy Wood's arm from amputation was a nine days' wonder in Rosalie Court. It had been a hard fight, and there had been dark days when even the great surgeon's heart had failed him. But victory had at length rewarded his patience. The days of close association with a 'The girl apparently only heard one part of the speecli: 'Oh !' she cried; ' yon are going to leave Rosalie Court ?' " common object in view, had done won- ders toward estab- lishing an intimacy between the doctor and the young girl. J oseph i ne. or "Jo dear." as her brother called her. had of course nursed the patient herself, and ever through the dark hours of doubt, the doctor had been sustained by her un- faltering faith in him. "You see," said Jo, slowly nodding her dark, curly head, "the reason I was so determined that they shouldn't take Jim's arm off. was because I know he is going to make a fortune for both of us with those hands of his. He has alwavs wanted to be a surgeon him- self." Thane was interested. "You don't mean it," he said, ''you didn't tell me that. So he wants to be a surgeon, does he?" "Yes." she said, "and the reason 1 think he's really going to succeed." she was very serious now, "is because he has hands like yours, long, wonderful fingers that look as if they had spent a life-time helping other people." Her tone was such that Thane found to his surprise that for a moment he had diffi- culty in answering her. "You little, curly-headed flatterer!" he said at last. "I wish I could do some- thing for Jim. If I were going to stay with the Dispensary, I would start him in here as my assistant, as soon as he is through school : but unfortunately I shall soon be leaving." The girl apparently heard only one part of the speech. "Oh." she cried, "you're going to leave Rosalie Court?" He walked to the window and looked out on the street below. — squalid if you will, but dear and familiar for all that.

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The Awakening 67 "I*m sorry to say that I am.*' he told her. "I'm going to take charge of a new hospital on the other side of the city. f course it means bigger things in a wav but—" She interrupted him. "Do you mean to say." she said, and her lip curled, "that you're going to leave us. leave Rosalie Court just to get more money? I wouldn't have believed it!" The surgeon hung his head like a school- boy. "I'm not doing it for money." he protested. "Then why do it?" she said, and as he stood silent, she came to him and laid her hand on his arm. "Don't leave us." she said. "I beg you not to! Think of the poor mothers," her dark eyes filled with tears, "the little babies, the girls, the boys, who depend on you for help ! What will they do when you go away? Oh. don't desert us: we need you!" Roscoe Thane was stirred. He seemed to hear in the girl's tones, the cry of the poor, the helpless, the old and the suffer- ing. He heard it and his soul awakened. In a moment, clear as a light from Heaven, he saw which way his duty lay. The feeling of distaste, of humiliation which had come over him at the 1 bought of accept- ing a hospital at the hands of a rich wife, vanished. He was himself again. he knew what it was he wanted to do, he saw with a clarity of vision that nothing could ever again cloud, that his life lay with these people of Rosalie Court, who loved him and need- ed him. and that it would be a coward's action to desert them. He caught up his hat in a flame of feeling. "G o o d bve." he exclaimed to the astonished girl, and hurried out. At the door of Miss Grey's home on the Drive, he was told that she was out of town, that she would not be back until the following week. In his absorption in I im's case, he had not called upon her since the night of the dinner party, and she had very properly sent him no word of her plan to visit I.akewood. He was distressed not to see her, it would have been so much more to his taste to have had it out face to face. As it was he was obliged to have recourse to a letter. "My dear Vivian," he wrote, "I am writing to tell you of my decision not to leave Rosalie Court. I feel like a pygmy in my own estimation when I think of all that you offer me. but I cannot think that I am justified in giving up my work at the Dispensary. These people need me. I feel, much more than the class of people which your hospital will serve. My dutv is to them. I shall hope that this decision of mine will not interfere with our plans for an immediate marriage. Yours always, Roscoe Thane. I le did not receive :. •> ! i i ! \ ! '•***£* 1 ^ 1 • " I JL > <* M . .. \« m w ^W ff i 1 K. "He awoke to find himself looking into the anxious brown eyes of Josephine Wood." a reply to this letter for the reason that the . following day- lie fell ill of a con- tagious fever, and his fiancee, return- ing to town, made up her mind to re- serve discussion of the matter until he had recovered. She sent fruit and flowers to his sick room, at the settle- ment, but took it as a matter of course, that he would not expect her to try to see him until the danger of contagion had passed. At last the time came when the fever left Thane, and he awoke to find himself looking into the anxious brown eyes of Jose- phine Wood. She had been a con-

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68 Photoplay Magazine stant visitor during his illness and the nurse, had left her in charge while she went for a walk. "Where's Vivian?" asked the young man, wondering that it was not his fiancee who was at his side. Jo hid her pain bravely. She loved this man, this great-hearted surgeon who had saved her -brother from, becoming a cripple, but she knew that he belonged to someone else. "Miss Grey lias been sent for, Doctor Thane," she said quietly, "she could not come before, she feared the contagion." The girl had not meant to indict Miss ( irey, but the young man's harsh laugh told her what she had done. "My God," he said bitterly, "and I. thought she cared for me !" Jo's faithful eyes suffused with tears. She feared his bitterness was the smart of wounded love. "Don't!" she pleaded, "don't feel badly I 1 can't bear it!" He half sat up in bed, and an altogether new look came into his eyes, as he searched her face deeply. "You can't bear it?" he asked, "you're crying just because you think I'm unhappy? Why child, I'm the happiest man alive I—" Speech forsook him and instead, he gathered her into his arms and she put her head on his breast and sobbed like a child. Outside in the court a motor horn sounded. Miss Grey was alighting before the door, but the two in the room above, neither knew nor cared. If Vivian had had any doubt of the love which the people of Rosalie Court had for Doctor Thane it would have been set at rest by the sight she saw at the dispensary. The entry way, the hall, the staircase were packed with poor people waiting to get word to Thane of their rejoicing that he- was out of danger. School children, mothers with shawls about their heads, baliies with ragged bunches of flowers in their hands, all were there who had had their burdens lightened by the man up- stairs who had himself lain so long at death's door. Perhaps the imperious young heiress was touched by this powerful evidence of the truth of Thane's plea that the people of Rosalie Court had need of him, perhaps she- even thought regretfully of the man she was giving up because she could not bring herself to be wife to a doctor who lived in the slums, but if so — she did not show it. She swept through the crowd without so much as a glance at them — and climbed the stairs. No one answered her knock, so she opened the door. One glance was enough. It did not need the sound of the girl's sobs and the comforting murmur of Thane's voice to convince her that her errand was in vain. Another visitor had been before her in that room, not with a message of broken faith, but of Love. Our Picture Show ^T/E'VE a picture show in our town now — ™ An' Mother an' me are glad ; 'Cause Daddy's got a place to go now nights 'Thout makin' us feel bad. He used to go down to a dreadful place An' drink, an' stay, an' stay; "Because." he said, "a man must have some fun When he's worked so hard all dav." An' better'n that he takes Mother an' me ; An' we see the whole thing through. "For." he says, "a woman works hard all day. An' needs a bit o' fun, too." — Elizabeth Wilson.

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LITTLE PAL nc brutal push of his great paw sent the girl spinning through the door from the crude yellow pine bar of the "Monte Cristo" to the kitchen beyond, and strode after her. His heavv-jowled face was pale beneath its tan and dirt, and to see Sid Jerue pale was a notable event in Killisnoo, Alaska, even in gold rush times. But where his pocket- hook was in jeopardy, the keeper of the gambling hell could have fainted like a woman. When the door had closed behiiu them he seized his daughter roughly by the arm. She was a slim, lithe girl whose dark skin betrayed the blood heritage from her dead Indian mother, and who met his gaze with level black eyes as soft as velvet. "I'm goin' to stake ye, d'ye understand?" he growled. „•' almost beside himself "T h a t devil Black Brand's won everything I've got in the worl — the b a n k, the house, the whiskey — everything. He's wanted to marrv ve for a year an' he'll stake all he's won for a chance to git ye. Damn it. girl, don't stare at me like that! He can't win again! Such hell's luck wouldn't hold for no- body !" The girl's features, softened and refined by the white strain in her to a cameo-like clear- ness of line and form, grew pinched with terror. The stoicism of her mother's people 73

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74 Photoplay Magazine "His eyes devouring the girl. Black Brand strode to the bar." (logged her tongue but her woman's fear of the triumphant ruffian in the next room found voice. "Not him. father — anybody else — you mustn't do this — " Infuriated, he crushed her arm until she could have shrieked with pain. "1 stake ye, d'ye hear?" he hissed, his dark, con gested face close to hers, "and not a word out of ye. either! I'll not lose everything I own just for you. ye little half breed!" Conquered by brute strength she ac- cepted her fate as she had accepted every vicissitude of her life with this hard man. Gallant, uncomplaining, she opened the door and walked out into the bar. Instantly she was in the midst of a wild scene. Two sleek-haired men were dealing cask liquor to a row of roughly clad miners across a pine bar and weighing the dust and nuggets offered in payment by a great black brute of a man who stood at one end. The lamps set along the wall gleamed yellow through the rank tobacco smoke that eddied thick whenever the heavy door opened to admit a newcomer. There was a steady and deafening roar of noise. homeric laughter, coarse shouts, the mur- derous snarls of two men fighting in a corner, and the tinkle of a piano played by a painted woman. At sight of the girl Black Brand left the end of the bar bellowing with joy. his little bloodshot eyes alight. "Well. Sid." he greeted her father, "is it the Monte Cristo against the girl ?" Jerue nodded surlily and pushed his way through the jam to a table where a pallid youth with thin white hands and a ciga rette pendant from his lower lip. called monotonously at a roulette wheel. The knowledge of what was about to take place brought a half hush to the crowd, for this was not white man's play. Still, since the girl had apparently acquiesced, it was no one's business but Jerue's and Black Brand's. On this point the unwritten code was strict, and only be- cause it was. did Black Brand dare his desperate game. For in winning Little Pal. should he win. he would gain the angel of Killisnoo. the idol of the whole camp. The girl knew the code and played the game scrupulously. Xot a murmur broke from her as the preparations went on. not

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Little Pal 75 a glance pleaded. But she looked about among these rough men with a new sort of tenderness — the tenderness of farewell. "Little Pal!" It was they who had called her that, because she would marry none of them; and it was they who, pooling together, had bought her the coat of silver fox skin she prized above everything on earth. Now meeting their angry glances with a brave smile, she thought whimsically of little particularities that endeared each of them to her ; Shorty Wood's lisp ; Prester Mavfield's lies, which amounted to works of genius ; Pill Box Andy's belief that quinine would cure anything. Her eyes sought the man next to Pill Box Andy, and her lids fluttered down to veil the swift emotion that leaped to them, for of all the men in Killisnoo she loved John Grandin. Grandin had left his wife in Texas and come north with the first spring thaw to work his brother's claim, and the girl had at once recognized in him a man different her too vivid imagination, that bitterest curse of mixed blood. She lifted her dark eyes shyly to his face again, and saw it pale with pity and anx- iety for her. Pity and anxiety ! That was all he had ever shown her. aside from a de- lightful, merry comradeship. Even this present hateful business did not rouse a deeper feeling; she was still merely his "little Indian girl." "Ah-h!" It was a long murmur of breathless suspense as the croupier spun the wheel and the little ball clicked and leaped among the spaces. Still now, witli tense faces and strained muscles, the men watched, crowding close but leaving space for the girl's frail figure. Slowly and more slowly the wheel revolved, the ball rattling now instead of leaping. It paused, it ran, it rested ; ran again, wavered, and came to rest on the red. In the instant's deathlike silence Black Brand's great bellow \ from the ^^B^ citizens of roaring Killisnoo, those congenital pioneers des- tined forever to chase the will-o'-the-wisp of gold. Something about him had stirred of triumph rang out. Then the men, helpless before the decree of fortune, commenced slowly to drift back towards shrugging and muttering bias- sympathy. Terue. livid with chagrin and loss, steadied himself against the table, grinning like a death's head. Flushed with victorv, his eves devouring the bar. phemous

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76 Photoplay Magazine SL^ the girl, Black Brand strode to the bar. "Step up and give it a name, boys," he roared, "the place is yours !" Shuffling, half unwillingly, the men moved forward, and the bartenders swiftly dealt the liquor. Then Brand, turning, seized Little Pal's arm and dragged her forward close to him. He raised his glass. "The new Mrs. Brand !'' he shouted, and two dozen elbows crooked. But a single glass remained untouched on the bar. It was Grandin's. Brand saw it and lowered his own. "Here, what's the matter with you?" he demanded, savagelv. "Drink that!" "I'll drink to no such marriage, you shameful beast I" "Drink, I tell you !" "Never !" Like a piston rod Black Brand's great fist shot out to Grandin's jaw. He staggered, clutched at the bar for sup- port, and fell. With an animal-like snarl of rage. Brand gathered himself for the bone-breaking jump upon his en- emy. But in that instant the girl leaped out and threw herself upon her prostrate cham- pion, shielding him. Quickly the men nearest laid hold of Brand, but at that he lost all control, and drawing his gun. fired wildly. There was a j^ grunt, and Sid Jerue sank to the floor. Instantly there w a s panic. The painted women •screamed, coins scattered across the floor with a metallic jingle, as chairs and tables were overturned in the scramble for safety. The next mo- ment the' place was empty, but in that moment, as Brand stood master of the field, his smoking revolver in his hand, Grandin. whose brain had cleared, drew and shot him through the arm. Then, holding him covered, he helped the girl to her feet and got up himself. Presently, hearing no further sounds of struggle, the miners returned. "Look after Jerue," Grandin directed them and, too, knelt by the gambler's side. "He don't need no lookin' after." said one a moment later, "his checks is in." Grandin turned to Brand who, dis- armed, leaned sul- lenly against the bar, the blood drip- ping from his fin- gers. "You hear that?" he said. "Jerue is dead. That last bet's off. You get the 'Monte Cristo,' but you don't touch the girl. Does that go, bovs?" "It goes." Pill Box Andy told him. speaking for the crowd and Gran- din. thrusting his revolver into its holster, left the 9L place. II Late that night he was awakened from sleep by a knock at his cabin. Dressing hurriedly, he opened the door, gun in hand, to see Little Pal standing in the darkness. "The claim, like so many others, had proven worthless." trembling and

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Little Pal 77 miserably alone. "Pie a s e." she begged, falteringly. "let me come in. I have nowhere to go. Brand owns m y father's place now, and he wouldn't let me stay there even till morning." Grandin. men- tally cursing the man. took the shiv- ering girl in. He built a roaring fire and boiled her hot tea. Then when she had recovered some- what, he asked : "And what are you going to do now?" She did not an- swer at once, but searched his face steadily. "You are so good and brave!" sire said then wistfully. "I am not afraid when I am with you. Let me come and live here. I have nowhere else to go." So simply and innocently was the pro- posal made that Grandin almost smiled. But lie knew her request was impossible to grant and told her so. 'Tint you sleep here tonight," he said, "and I'll' bunk with Pill Box Andy. Then tomorrow we'll start you a little cabin next door, and you and I'll be neighbors. How will that do?" She could not reply for gratitude, and he left her standing there before the fire, mutely worshiping him and all the homely articles about her that breathed of him. Next day. as he had promised, he began the cabin, and soon she was installed, safe from the clutches of Black Brand. Then between them began a strangely sweet idyl. Grandin hired an Indian serv- ant, Cultus. who cooked and worked for them both, and day after day they went to- gether to the stream where his claim was, and washed the sand for gold, making a game of it and weighing their day's dust against each other for trivial prizes — a rib- bon or a plug of tobacco. She left the cabin and stole down to the sandy river bank. ' That brief, hot northern summer, among the rocks and pines, brought to Little Pal such happiness as dreams are spun of. If she had loved Grandin before, she adored him now. and the only cloud upon the clear skv of her ro- mance was the fact that he did not love her. ( )f the wife he had left at home she did not know, and he. because she con- cealed her love for him so well, found no necessity for tell- ing her. Thus the weeks passed, until a clay when Grandin was stricken with fever. Then the long-pent feelings of the girl f o u n d eager ex- pression in service, daily, she still found soothing his hot brow him Working the mine time to nurse him, .with her cool hands, and calming through the long night's delirium. Side by side with her worked Cultus, the Indian. And just as she loved Grandin, so he worshiped her. Mute, faithful, with a passion which, like hers, found happiness in service, he watched over her and pro- tected her when she went alone about the streets of the camp. Then, almost synchronous with the crisis of the fever, when Grandin had recognized her for the first time. Little Pal met the crisis of her life. The week before the mine had suddenly petered out. Day after day she had worked it. but no cheerful gleam of yellow gold specks in the bottom of the sluice box re- warded her labor. The claim, like so many others, had proven worthless. Tonight as she entered the cabin, all her exhaustion and discouragement forgotten for the moment in the thought of seeing him. she came face to face with a stylishly dressed woman whose air of proprietorship clutched her heart with a vague foreboding.

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78 Photoplay Magazine in his "That you, Little Pal?" Grandin asked weakly from the bunk, and like a homing bird fhe Hew to hini. He took Iter hands, toil roughened service, between his own wasted ones "Dear Little Pal." he said, "your slav ery is over at last Frances — my \v i 1" e — h a s come at last." He turned to the pretty w o m a n who was Grandin responsible for concealment. He had been too honest, too genuine, for that. And now he must go! Ah. to keep him here, even though it meant his death ! To be able to hear his voice, to look into his kindly eyes, and sometimes, perhaps, to feel the touch of his hand ! Then the revulsion came. Was that her love? — a tiling of If. a thing that would sacrifice When Grandin sate her eominn he went to meet her." watf hing the scene. "Dear, this is the girl 1 was telling you about, who has done so much for me." Somehow Little Pal got through those first few minutes. Then Grandin went immediately to the subject that was causing him the greatest concern. "What luck at the mine to-day, Little Pal?" he asked, with his usual bright cheeriness, "any hen's egg nuggets?" She shook her head. "No. Not a speck of gold : not one." His face fell, and there was a pregnant silence that was broken only by the roar of the north wind in the forest outside. "What shall we do?" said Frances Grandin. helplessly, turning to the girl. "The doctor says John must leave this cli- mate at once — that a winter here might kill him." "Yes, I know." said Little Pal. at a loss before the question. Later, in her tiny cabin that he had built for her with his own hands, she fought her battle. The presence of this woman, this interloper, seemed like the presence of death. She felt that the sun had been taken from her world, the heart and soul out of her life, leaving but a physical shell that ached and ached. And vet she did not hold far i iiln the night the battle waged, and then she made her decision. She would give him up. But what could she do to help liim? He must have money to get away, and his own mine was worthless. More clearly with the hours it was borne in upon her that there was only one thing to be done. Donning her outer garments, she left the cabin and stole down to the sandy river bank where the men worked during the day. And as she robbed them of their gold, she knew that in the shadow of the trees Ciil- tus. faithful and loving her even in this, stood on guard. Ill "So the mine's really paying again." said Grandin a week later. lie could sit ui> now. and would walk in a few days. "I thought at first it wouldn't last, but then- must be a real placer in that claim. Ten days more like this, and we'll have enough to go home." " "Yes. it's paying again." Little Pal told him. "and I'm — glad." Ten days more! Could she keep it up that long? Every night made her task more hazardous, for the men. aware now of

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Little Pal the constant robbery, had posted guards about the diggings and sluice-boxes. She knew that the fate of the marauder, if caught, would be swift and sure. But whatever the risk, or hardship, her purpose did not waver. By what other sacrifice could she show her love? The ten days passed, and on the last night she stole from her cabin and drifted- down to the river bank like a shadow among the trees. Behind her, as always, silent and alert, moved C'ultus. At the edge of the diggings she halted until she had located the guard. His ster- torious breathing told her that fortune fa- vored her. and that he was asleep. Then, like a wraith, she started across the sand towards the claim she had selected. Suddenly behind her sounded heavy foot- steps and a low laugh of triumph, and she turned to face Black Brand. The next instant he had clasped her in his arms, and was forcing her lips to meet his. "So it was you !" he breathed hoarsely. "Well, you can rob the claim, you can have everything, if you'll just — " With silent fury she fought him. writh- ing in his arms with all her supple strength. lie relaxed his grasp a moment to seize her more firmly and. like an eel. she had slipped away from him and fled towards the shel- tering forest. An instant the man stood baffled. Then his caution went down in the hurricane of his temper, and. drawing his revolver, he fired after her. She felt a hot stab in her arm and stumbled. Then she was aware of the strong and tender arms of the Indian closing about her. and knew no more. The next instant the guard, awakened by the shot, sprang up. Before him among the workings in the starlit river bed loomed Brand's huge bulk, and without thought or hesitation he fired. The bullet went true and Black Brand died on his feet. As the depredations ceased after that night, the miners always believed that he had been the thief, and rejoiced in his death. Carrying Little Pal to her cabin. Cultus laid her on her bed. Then with deft, gen- tle fingers, he probed the wound, cleansed it. and bound it. Far into the night he sat beside her, an immobile bronze figure of devotion. Next day the Orandins left. Before the stage came that was to take them awav. Little Pal dressed carefully in her newest and brightest things. She wore all the little trinkets he had given her, and the ribbons she had won from him in the happy days when they had washed pay dirt against each other at the mine. When Crandin saw her coming he went to meet her. His deep gratitude for all slie had done surged over him. and he led her away from the friendly crowd that bad come to witness the departure, and along a forest path they had often trod together in the old days. And there beneath the friendly pines he told her of the debt he owed and could never repay her. and of how. so long as he lived, her memory would shine in his heart next only after the thought of the woman be loved. And then he left her. After that the days passed in a blurred, gray monotony, and though the courage to live was in her, the desire to live was not. Slowly she wasted like a flower deprived of water. But in her misery she felt always near and about her like a warm garment, the ceaseless service and love of C'ultus. What was endurable during these barren days lie brought into her life. Sometimes he talked to her. trying in his inarticulate way to comfort and divert her. But she could not respond, could not seem to rouse herself from the lethargy that was devouring her life like a slow poison. "I shall die soon, and then you will be free." she told him once, and then, for the first time, she learned of the depth of his love. "If you die. I die." he told her simply. "Where you go, I go. I love you." She smiled and said nothing, but this new. warm knowledge of being loved was like a transfusion of blood to her veins. The desolation, the loneliness and futility of existence, became neutralized : and the thought that it was in her power to make this good man happy, comforted her and became a motive for living.- Gradually her strength flowed back. In time she married Cultus, and was happy with him. But never, though she grew to love him very deeply, could she ever forget Grandin or the bitter-sweet memories of their brief idyl that had bloomed so warm and fair against the background of the iron north.

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80 Photoplay Magazine Five Little Girls at School A Jolly Bunny Reminiscence. This group, in a Vitagraph comedy of other days, shows the late John Bunny ami Julia Swayue Gordon in the foreground, and lined up in the background— from left to right— arc Norma Talmadge, Dorothy Kelley. Edith Halleran, Edith Storey and Lillian Walker. Chicago Gets Big One I^HICAGQ, not to be outdone by any municipality, now has a big down-town photoplay theater devoted to feature re- leases, and a combination program of drama, travel and comedy, after the man- ner of the Strand Theater in New York. Chicago's Strand occupies Orchestra Hall, on Michigan avenue, one of the most noted temples of melody in the United States. There is a large orchestra, and many para- mount productions are shown. V/IR. AND MRS. TYRONE POWER are at the Los Angeles studios of the Selig Company. Mr. Power is studying several characterizations for future produc- tions. William is So Thoughtful AT a dinner party given Elsie Janis at *Vhu Athletic Club at Eos Angeles, where she was filming for the Bosworth, some- body mentioned that the German Emperor had given his brother the iron cross. "Yes," said Miss Janis. quickly, "the German Emperor gave the iron cross to his brother, the double cross to the Belgians, and honorable mention to the Lord !" WILLARD MACK and Forest Winant are to be out West hereafter to do leads and features and things with Thomas H. Ince. J OSE COLLINS is now with the Famous Players.

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Ince: Rodin of Shadows IMPRESSIONS OF AN EFFICIENT GENIUS By Harry C. Carr A COMBINATION of Rodin, the pre-eminent genius of modern sculpture; of "Hurry-up Yost," the cyclonic football coach ; here and there a touch of David Belasco and Terry Mc- ( jorern — that's Thomas H, Ince, big chief of Ineeville. where New- York Motion turns out the most terrific effects that have yet been at- tempted in pictures. Ince is the only man who ever put a full- him the less accurately are you able to make him out. On the way down to Ineeville, we rode with a well known magazine writer who was also making a pilgrim- age to see Ince. "He is the Rodin of America," he said. "He must be a dreamer of weird dreams with the me- chanical efficiency to grab his dreams ready-made out of the blue ether. No man could cold-bloodedly figure out such stupendous effects." We told this to one of Tom "His face is round and strong, with a small, relentless mouth ami penetrating gray eyes — the grown earthquake and volcano into a picture ; he was the first to put an almost life-sized battle on the screen. Ince is a most inscrut- able figure — the enigma of the picture drama. The nearer vou get to eyes that one often sees in professional soldiers: Kitchener eyes. His expres- sion is absolutely inscrutable." nce's star scenario writers anil he gave a snort of scorn, le is about as full of dreams as John D. Rocke- feller. The secret of Ince's ig stuff is a very simple one. He has the unusual ability to visualize a scenario. He can see what things are going st

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82 Photoplay Magazine to look like. He doesn't figure tilings out; he thinks in mental pictures. "We scenario writers weed out the best scripts for him : these he takes home at night and works over himself. When he reads over the script it is for him just like looking at the play it would make. It is the same thing with actors. Not long ago, some one brought a very beautiful girl to Inceville and we thought we had made the find of our lives. Ince turned her down with one glance. He said she \yas beauti- ful, but wouldn't look well on the screen. Some other moving picture company em- ployed her and spent a lot of money discovering what Ince was able to visualize. Ince is a great director for the reason that he has one of the peculiar minds that thinks in terms of photography." After the scenario writer had taken his departure, one of Ince's directors confided in us that this was all ''bull." "I'll tell you the reason he gets this big stuff over," he said. "He knows the theater game. His people were all actors before him. He has been a playwright, a stage manager, a vaudeville actor and all the rest of it. He knows all the mechanics of the stage. Beyond that, he is a wholesaler in ideas. "It is the same in other jobs. There are politicians who work in wards and pre- cincts. There are other politicians, not a bit more skillful who think in terms of international treaties and world policies. So there are stage managers who think in terms of vaudeville sketches and others who think in stage terms that take in thousands of supers and stages as big as European principalities. Ince happens to be the latter. There are lots of stage managers who can get fine battle effects out of a back drop and ten members of the National Guard and a wooden cannon. Ince gets his battle effects out of a regular battle, with charging batteries, trenches, cavalry and everything nearly on a life- sized scale." We found one of Ince's cowboy actors coming down the hillside from a Wild West scene staged somewhere upon the 18.000 acre Ince Studio in the Santa Monica mountains. He had his own ideas of the power behind the little big boss of Inceville and his idea was like none of the other ideas. "It aint no dreams," he said. "What have they been giving you ! It's just pep and ginger. My Gawd, that man Ince is awful. He is a nice young feller you understand. We all think a lot of him. In fact he's about as swell a guy as I

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Ince: Rodin of Shadows 83 ever see; but I'd rather try to lasso wild bulls with a piece of wrapping twine than to work in a play he is directing. Last summer, he put on some of our Wild West stuff himself and he like to killed off all the stock. "He'd get us out as soon as the light was good enough to take pictures and he'd go tearing up the trail on his broncho as fast as the pony could lick it. All the rest of us would be streaming along on the trail behind, trying to catch up. Before we could catch our breath, he'd have through three or four scenes: then he'd straddle that bronc again and yell. 'Come on : we are going to take a scene on the beach !' And we'd go tumbling down the mountain trying to catch up again. Before we had time to find out what the play was about, he'd have us half through four more. The only thing that ever stopped that guy was the sun going down. I'll tell you on the level, mister, I look to see him start a studio in the attic where the sun sticks around for twenty-four hours at a stretch. That would be a swell place for this guv Ince." The only one on the whole ranch who seemed unable to explain how Ince gets over the big stuff was luce. He promised ' to tell us all i^tfk * about it : but at the last moment, he got a plain case of stage fright and (.lucked in terror. To my mind, this was a delightful and characteristic incident. I imagine that if the late William Shake- speare came to life and blundered in upon a young ladies' Shakespeare class, it would scare him back into his grave. Shakespeare was a practical theater man. From time to time, he found need of a play, so he grabbed anybody's plot that seemed to be handy and fussed it up with what he probably regarded as some good fast snappy lines. The idea of being great never entered his head. Ince is hardly in the Shakespeare class, but the principle is the same. Men who do big things seldom know how to account for the bigness thereof. They just do them. The best key to Ince is not bearing Ince making a lame attempt to tell about it : but Ince in his own workshop. When •we arrived at the studio, there were half a dozen plays being put on — -an East Indian drama down on the sea shore — a Hart Wild West show up in the canon — a college play in one of the interior studios — a huge political drama in the big studio. Ince was personally directing the politi- cal drama. The United States Senate was in session. A corrupt senator was trying to jam through a crooked bill over the pro- tests of a young reform politician. The Statesmen were in their seats ; the galleries were filled with people. "A man's voice is said to be on index to his eh a racier, Ince's voice is quick, sharp and clear — incisive. His words snap out with a sling in which there is not a trace of temper."

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84 Photoplay Magazine Down by the vice president's desk was a figure that never should have heen in the United States Senate — a small, rather stocky man in a sweater vest. He was apparently in the early thirties. His face was round and strong, with a small, relent- less mouth, and penetrating- gray eyes — the eyes that one often sees in professional soldiers ; Kitchener eyes. His expression was absolutely inscrutable ; you couldn't tell whether he was glad or sore. His face was a mask. Ik-hind the mask was Thomas H. I nee. One thing that struck us at the first glance was the remarkable discipline that prevailed, and the remarkable power Ince seemed to have over the supers. The usual "big scene" buzzes like a Sunday school picnic. In this picture the senate gallery filled with extra people sat as though they were made of stone. It was as still as death over the whole scene while Ince walked slowly round through the senate aisle, his small, sharp eyes darting from one spot to another. Stepping up on a little platform back of the senators, he suddenly cried : "Now. gallery : get ex- cited : lean over the balcony : talk among yourselves !" It was as though some one liad pulled the string of a mechanical toy. The whole gallery sprang into action. He waved his hand and it was still again. A man's voice is said to be an index to his character. Ince's voice is (juick. sharp and clear — incisive. His words snap out with a sting in which there is not a trace of temper. It is like a well-built machine made for yelling purposes. Like every- thing else on his ranch. Ince's voice is one hundred per cent efficient. They say that Ince sometimes gets very angry and tears things up. I can't imagine it. It would be like a high-tension machine torn loose and pounding to pieces. I can't imagine his doing anything that didn't count for anything — like getting angry. After the "push" senator sat down, the young reformer got to this feet and made a ringing speech. "Gentlemen of the United States Senate." he declaimed. "I say to you here and now that the top screen has shifted a little and there is a sun spot on the side of the vice president's desk (bringing his fist down with a thump on his desk). Gentlemen. I say a sun spot. Unless you fix the screen this picture is going to be spoiled." The fact of this unexpected speech was extremely funny but not the shadow of a smile crossed the face of a single actor in the big company of extras until Ince cried. "That will do." Then everybody burst out laughing. It was a remarkable instance of control. Ince never heard the end of the laugh. He had slipped down a flight of stairs; hurried down to the second producing stage just as Bessie Barriseale was putting a big scene in a college play. "Wait," he ordered. In an instant, he had shifted the whole scene. Without lingering to see the effect of his changes, he hurried down the hill to the sea beach where Harry Woodruff and Tsuru Aoki, the charming little Japanese girl, were put- ting on the big scene from "The Reckoning Flame." an East Indian drama with elephants, wedding processions, rajahs and a lot more visual chutney. Then he dashed into the main office to give an order about the ship that belongs to the Ince company and is kept anchored at San Pedro ready to act its part in sea dramas. Ince impressed the literary man as a Rodin : the scenario writer as a wonderful visualizer ; the director as a star stage mechanic ; it may have been suspected by the reader that he impressed me as an efficiency expert. Were I a futurist painter, he would make me think of a lot of shiny electric buttons, cabinets, electrical instruments, charts with wriggly day-to-day lines scrawled across them. If he dreams dreams, no doubt they are all highly syste- matized dreams ; pink elephants invariably after lobster a la Ncwburg : wild dogs after cheese, etc., etc. — well regulated nightmares. The whole Tnce studio-ranch crackles with system. The supers and extra people, for instance, are all employed on regular salaries instead of being engaged hit-or- miss by the day. Whenever they start a new play. Ince gets the directors together and deals out the extra people for the different plays like poker hands. Like most highly-organized men. Ince is a willing listener to advice. He hears what everybody has to say ; then turns on his mind with a crack, and it is decided. Once decided, he is a philosopher without regrets. He is his own court of last appeal.

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Ormi and Fido Despite Her Little Pet, Miss Hanky scarcely looks happy. This giant python of pleasant fireside name ivas borrowed from a circus by Director Terwillinger for a Lubin feature, " The Eternal Sacrifice; " a story of mother-love throughout the ages. Yes, he trotted home again and Ormi is still among /«. 85

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86 Photoplay Magazine VxeTttaOinjiPicture Trust°fRom6aloo By Gordon Seagrove 1 On an isle that's sun-kissed daily, dwells an Irishman named Haley Who does naught but dream and doze beneath the blue. Or add up his sums financial, which are many and substantial: He's the movin' picture trust of Rombaloo! Years ago he sailed for Asia, but the skipper had aphasia. And the ship went flooey-flooey on the rocks. But "the trust" he saved his bacon — and his camera — and shakin' Landed damply on the island minus sox. With a whoop a band of demons screech in' like they had the tremens Dragged him rudely by the heels to King Kazoo. Said the King: "Well I'm a sinner!" (Which he was) "or you're my dinner. Slice him up, lads — he is plump enough for stew!" Cried the wreck from out the ocean: "Wait! You want to get the notion That you're bound to stew me right out of your mind." And ere strapping slaves could stay him, or the King's cold frown dismay him Half a dozen reels of film he did unwind. Soon he'd fitted up a screening (Though they wotted not its meaning) And he cranked like mad upon the film machine Till the peerage had contortions gazing at the fair proportions Of the figures that appeared upon the screen.

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Photoplay Magazine 87 For the movie showed the dickens that was raised by chorus chickens Who had skipped the show in 'Frisco for a lark. Every dame was cool perfection, from her toes to her complexion! And each showed up like a sunbeam in the dark. There were scores of lovely wimmin. Better yet — they were in swimmin' And their suits were things to bring the eye delight. The director had been gracious, and the suits were not too spacious, — Well, the King sat up and looked at em all night. And he'd slap his knees and chortle as he lamped those frails immortal, Till his savage frowns were turned to grins of joy. "Take away the stew-pots, vandals!" cried the King, and stamped his sandals; "I have found a life-time duty for this boy!" After that, in hempen nightie, King Kazoo would watch the flighty Little chorines and he never seemed to tire. And although it may sound funny, the old coot gave Haley money Till the derelict was rich beyond desire: And he built a hut of mango and he introduced the tango For the smokes who couldn't sit the pictures through. Now he owns a savage circuit and the King helps him to work it: He's the movin' picture trust of Rombaloo!

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Candidates for the Storehouse By Johnstone Crai£ J AST week's pictures. Some of last year's favorites. Most European films. Unsteady projectors. Dirty screens. Unpretty ticket sellers. Ushers. War pictures. Chaplin's imitators. Censors. The girl who doesn't give him a real kiss. The leading man who can't do a little rough loving. Butlers' whiskerettes. Maids who curtsey. Most movie posters. Chromatic, shoes. The stockings she wears to bed. Rob-Roy shirts — you know — the ones with the Y-shaped necks. Lip-biters. Permanent ingenues. Young bucks of forty-two. Scenario schools. The Be - a - Pickford - in - twelve - lesson? thief. Mission furniture in Colonial pictures, ss Trained nurses who are reformed vil- lainesses. The screen literary man. In re The Artist : — (a) His slouch cap. (b) His Windsor tie. (c) His sailor's pants. (d) His goatee. (e) Himself. Wash-boiler armor. Broom-stick javelins. Supers' legs. Mocking laughter. The papers. The pianist's sense of appropriateness. Papa's anger. Heroes who pout. Hydrophobiac villains. I >eath as lie is practiced. The suicide who doesn't do it. The business man who arrives at father's "glue works with : 10 o'clock silk hat perfume (probably) hemstitched underwear (perhaps) The following standard plots: — ( 1 ) Heaven Will Protect the Woiking Coil. (2) Rags Is Royal Raiment When Worn for Yoitue's Sake. Hideous interior of workingman's home. Hideous interior of fashionable res- taurant.

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The Girl Who Keeps a Railroad ■ORDER OUT THE WRECKER AND THE CAMERA AT NINE ■FOR BEAUTY AM) DISASTER ON THE HELEN HOLMES LINE!" By Alan Burden I you want to kill yourself jumping oft bridges on to the top of moving freight trains, why of course that's your own lookout ; but what I want to know." wrote a railroad brakeman to Helen Holmes — the "Hazards of Helen" girl — "is where you get all them trains to play with." Every one who has seen this series of railroad photoplay thrill- ers must have wondered with the brakeman where she gets all "them trains." It seems to be nothing at all for Helen, in the course of a one-reel picture, to use an overland train with mail cars and a long string of pas- senger coaches — a big freight train, and maybe a switch engine or two. And it is perfectly plain to any railroad man that her camera men do not snap photographs o f passing trains and afterward work them into pictures They are obviously pet trains that are there just to do her bidding. Some of her b i g scenes have been played in the cab of a huge double Mallet-Compound, of which type there are only a few in the world — with Helen at the throttle of the giant and a long string of "boxes" behind. Some of Helen's hazards show freight cars being wrecked to help out her story. ne picture shows her hack- ng her way out of a locked car with an ax. One of the latest releases shows a trestle being dyna- mited and afterward iiirn e d w i t h a fully equipped passenger train >eing flagged by Helen just at the brink of the chasm. ther pictures show Helen in full possession of railway telegraph offices uring long scenes ; show _ her using the entire f equipment of a train ispatcher's office a s the stage for a melo- drama. What most be- wilders railroad men is that many of t h e s e scenes are on the main line of the Salt Lake rail- road — not on branch lines or fake r a i 1 r o ads: you can't fool them on this point. II elen's d irector - J- P- "The engineer didn't put on the air in time. The pilot struck her and carried her twenty feet; luckily she was on top of the pilot instead of underneath.

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90 Photoplay Magazine McGowan, who is also Helen's husband. — cheerfully cleared up the mystery for the Photoplay Magazine. It appeals that, despite appearances. Helen does not own a transcontinental railroad. She rents the equipment from the Salt Lake Road and other corporations. Owing to a. very remarkable network of interurban trolley cars, whose lines spread over Southern California like a spider web. the three railroads entering I,os Angeles do very little local work. Most of their traffic is transcontinental. The conse- quence is that their rails are idle except for a few trains a day. There are often sev- eral hours between trains when Helen can safely have the main line to play with. It happens that when Senator Clark built the Salt Lake road he needed certain terminal facilities in Los Angeles. To get them he absorbed a dinky little railroad that ran from Pasadena to Los Angeles and then to San Pedro. While the taking was good he also picked up a little line running from Los Angeles to the actor- settlement at C.lendale. Only one train a .day runs to Pasadena and only one train to (ilendale— just to hold those franchises. What a cinch for Helen ! She uses whichever of these lines best fits, the scenery' . of. . the story — unless the main line chances to be a necessary element 'of the story. Some of her best stuff was taken at Las Vegas, Nevada, on the main line. So much for the rails. Probably for the incidental advertising involved and partly for the reason that the Salt' Lake has always made a special bid for the patronage of theater people, the railroad lets Helen have a train for the nominal figure of $75 a day. This price includes an engine, a complete train crew and any kind of equipment in the yards. The limit is ten cars. Up to ten cars, Helen can pick out her own cast of char- acters from ice boxes or gondolas and Wells-Fargo cars, to combination mail cars and coaches. These trains are operated on the same sort of schedule whereby they train-dispatch "work trains." Helen has gradually ac- cumulated a company of actors who have all been railroad men. Her conductor parts are taken by an actor who was formerly a railroad conductor. Her engineer parts are taken by an old actor who spent his years in a cab. These men are used when- ever any part of the train crew is actually called upon to do any play-acting. Other- wise the trains arc operated by regular crews from the Salt Lake. Although some- times the trainmen specially ask to be sent out with the movies, the Helen-trains are ordinarily sent out with the crew that hap- pens to be on the list for the "next out." Any rolling stock that happens to be ready .is sent to her. She seldom use . the same train twice. These crews are of course sent out with regular train orders from the dispatchers and take the sidings to make way for the trains on schedule. Before telling about the wrecked cars and other unusual liberties she takes with the rolling stock, Helen confided to PHOTO- PLAY Magazine that her telegraph offices and train dispatchers' office are fakes. They are made up in the form of portable houses and sent down on auto trucks from her city studio. These telegraph office scenes never take place at the studios. To give the touch of realism, it is necessary to have trains go whizzing by the windows of the tel- egraph station. The dispatchers' office is another clever fake made like the telegraph station with detachable walls. . It was copied from an office in Los Angeles and was so cleverly done that some of. the rail road men who had worked there were fooled. When Helen wants to have a train wreck, they get ancient equipment from any of the railroads that happen to have such stuff in their hospitals. By reason of the fact that Los Angeles is a terminal point for three roads, there is always a lot of invalid equipment that manages to limp in here to the shops. . * . Some little railroad ingenuity is brought into play to bring about the wrecks without mussing up the railroads too much. For instance, when they wanted to heave a run- away freight car over a precipice for a recent drama, a temporary switch was built on one of the one-train-a-day-for-the-fran- chise lines out from Los Angeles. This work was done by a regular section gang from the railroad. The wrecker which went out after the smashed car was the reg- ular wrecking crew and apparatus of the Salt Lake working out from the Los Angeles yards. We now come to the most important part

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The Girl Who Keeps a Railroad 91 of the Helen-train equipment, which is Helen herself. Helen is a very pretty and very charming young lady. She wears pretty gowns and is very proud of the fact that she can hurst the sleeves of any of them by, doubling up her ! i i c e p s. Helen "Helen has accumulated company of actors who have all been railroad men. Her conductor parts are taken by an actor who was for- merly a conductor her muscle." zip-p-p ! g o e dress-goo.ds. from hanging bridges and swinging onto passing cabooses. She became inter- ested in railroads at early age. She was horn in a train. Her father was vice president of a railroad running out of Chicago and little Helen arrived one dav. somewhat ahead of the schedule, in her father's private car. About two years ago she began the series of railroad stories upon which she is still working. Her experiences have brought her fame as a movie actress and have also made her a pretty good railroad man. She can run any sort of locomotive that wears a throttle in its nose, although she confesses that the great Mallet-Compounds have her pretty nearly stumped. She under- stands their air, and their injectors, and their automatic oilers ; she knows just how high to "hook up" for the proper saving of steam, but alas! she must swing not two >ut four sets of eccentrics across the shin- ing quadrant, and she isn't man enough. When they come to a grade the fireman's under hers as she "slams down in the corner." while with every inlet- port wide open, the great m a c h i n c takes leviathan long breaths for a hill. She knows all about train orders and sig- nals and block sig- nals and brakes. But she admits that the Morse telegraph code is for her a tough problem. W hen she first worked in pictures she used Her engineer parts are taken by an old actor who spent his years in t he cab. " to grab the telegraph key and jab it up and down in a hurry without making any attempt really to telegraph. She didn't imagine that any body could possibly know the difference. Very soon, however, the railroad men began to

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92 Photoplay Magazine write her letters asking her why she didn't really telegraph. They told her they could tell by the movements of her lingers that she was faking. Afterward, they began making "close-ups" of the telegraph instru- ments themselves ; then it was fatal not to know how to telegraph. It showed too plainly. She is learning now : meanwhile, when she has a mes sage to he sent in a picture, she learns just the necessary dots and d a s h e s and practices tli em. as an actress learns a part. T h e m a i n thing she has had to learn is the brakeman's trick of swinging on and off moving trains. Also s h e has part was to rescue a baby that was sitting on the track just before the train came over the bridge. I had never worked with a child before and it got on my nerves. Just before I started on the run across the bridge I asked the engineer of the train to stop if he saw I was slow in getting the child out of the wav. learned a number of things that no brake- man ever knew. In one of her recent pictures, for in- stance, she leaps from the water tank of a railroad down onto the top of a runaway "ice box." She hangs onto the water spout that feeds water into the tenders until the runaway comes under her, then lets go and clings like a cat to the running board on top of the car. "I have a pair of educated knees," she says. "I have learned to drop like a kitten. My body is all bruised and bumped and scarred from the falls I have had." She has had many frightful escapes. "The worst I ever had." she says, "was in a trestle scene on the Glendale line. Mv ' The most important pari of the Helen-train is Helen herself.*' • "'Stop!' he said. 'Hell, 1 can't stop! I can't stop that train under three lengths.' "Had he told me that sooner I might have had time to brace my mind to it ; but hearing this just as I started across the bridge shattered my nerve. I ran out and picked up the baby and started to jump. We were to leap from the bridge into a life net eighteen feet below. I wouldn't think any thing of a jump of eighteen feet by myself ; but the child was so frightened that she became almost hysterical. This confused me so that I stood paralyzed on the edge of the trestle. The train was so near that I decided to throw the baby over into the net and take a chance on getting out of it somehow. But when I went to

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The Girl Who Keeps a Railroad 93 throw the baby she clung with both arms around my neck and screamed with terror. Then I completely lost my head and we would both have been run over if it hadn't been for the leading man, who literally threw us off the bridge and then jumped."

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94 Photoplay Magazine Another time Miss Holmes was lashed to a railroad track by a mean villain and the engineer of the train didn't put on the air in time. The pilot struck her and car- ried her twenty feet : luckily she was on top of the pilot instead of underneath. About the worst of Helen's Hazards is finding stories to put the hazards in. A one-reel scenario of this description, of a necessity, has to he just plot and nothing more. Any character development is almost impossible. After nearly two years of one reelers on the same theme the plots have become pretty well exhausted. Railroad men and other amateur authors send in showers of scenarios for Helen, but very few of them are practicable. During one period of three months' time they re- ceived an average of ten scenarios a day without one that they were able to accept. Helen and Mr. McGowan write many of the best of the thrillers themselves. Most of the scenarios are accepted at the head- quarters of the Kalem company in the East and are sent on to Miss Holmes. The cut- ting and projecting room work is also done in the East. If she manages to baffle the railroad wheels for a little while longer, it is prob- able that her work will become less danger- ous. When Helen finally gets through with her hazards. Miss Holmes will probably be put to work on longer railroad stories in which there will be an opportunity for the development of real stories of railroad life — something besides just thrills. "I don't mind hanging over bridges and jumping from horses' backs to runaway engines : it is rather fun." says Helen. "But what I hate is wearing these greasy old overalls. Some day I look forward to ap- pearing in a photoplay where I can wear the most scrumptious clothes that anybody ever saw. I have them all planned in my mind right now." Meanwhile the picture of "Helen" hangs in the office of more than one dispatching crew and every day brings her scores of admiring letters from "the boys" on the road. The Public Board of Censors CAYS a New Jersey newspaper: *"* "Remedy does not lie in attack upon the films nor in regulation by the censor, but with the public itself, and is a matter of education. Producers of films are not foisting upon the public emotional, cheap or sensational ideas. They know such efforts would be short-lived." C.VELYX GREELEY, the pretty Dixie '-'girl whose abundant pictorial promise was the subject of type and photographic comment in last month's issue of this mag- azine, has progressed to the Metro studios. Photoplays for Children D ICTURE plays with child actors exclu- *■ sively. is a charming novelty which will appear on screens throughout the country this vear. Toys dear to the heart of child- hood will be ■ the principal properties thereof, and the tragedy and comedy of the nursery, the romance of Tommy and the Little-Girl-Across- The-Street, and all the life of the world of the young people will be made to live therein. The first children's company is headed by George Stone. Violet Radcliffc and Carmen de Rue. All the actors are under ten. Picture Magic She appeared one night in Memphis, Xew York and Aberdeen; And in seven other cities Which she had never seen. Xo — she was not a witch but only A pretty movie rjueen, And appeared in every city On a moving picture screen. — Myrtle Conger.

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Babies with Almond Eyes Nippon's Child-Life on the Screen From pictures recently taken in Japan by Dr. George A. Dorsey, Curator of Anthropology for the Field Museum of Natural History, Chicago, for the United Film Company. Dr. Dorsey will cover Japan, China, Java, Sumatra, Burma, the Dutch East Indies and New Celebes. 95

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*$BB*-Sj»--.. «r r 1 Hi B^Ui i^s •fy 1 S^- "With the intensify of one whose soul through bitterness has become obsessed with a single idea, she determined to be a lady." A PHYLLIS of the SIERRAS ®y GEOR'dE VAUX BACON To Those Who Love the Mountains, The Mountains Give Their Gifts Illustrations by the California Motion Picture Corporation ONLY .America could have pro- duced a Minty Barton : for Amer- ica is the only country in the world where out of the congestion of dusty tenement streets or from valley fast- nesses between distant mountains, come those delicate flowers of feminine loveli- ness which poets and painters for ages have associated with the ruling blood of nations. Indeed, it is the heritage of a free people ; Nature's guerdon to a race which has earned through toil and blood the inalienable right of sovereignty. Minty was not of the cities. She was born in the valley of the Sacramento, on the slopes of the Sierras, where the deep green of the woodland rises up to meet the eternal snows of the peaks. In her was the blood of the men who fought their way across three thousand miles of wilderness and desert to find their reward in the Paradise that blooms bv the Pacific.

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A Phyllis of the Sierras 97 Her father was John Barton, the black- smith ; her mother a country woman whom the blacksmith had wooed and won be- cause she was the nearest girl to his father's shack in the days when he was young. So Minty and her little brother Johnny were bom as a matter of course, like the flowers on the mountain side, and as a matter of of course Iheir mother sickened, one year, in the summer heat, and died and slept in the valley. Minty grew up, a shy, unknowing wild thing, wise in the lore of the mountains and the woods, but knowing nothing of the life led by the people in the cities. To her father she was someone who had to be fed and who made up his bed and cooked his meals in return. To Johnny, she was his big sister. And no one else in the whole wide world ever gave her a thought. Except Mother Nature, who. when she was born, made her beautiful. Her hair Hying about her eyes and over a bare shoulder. Minty was running through the dwarf pines on the edge of a cliff she called "The End of the World" for want of a better name, one afternoon, when she heard a muffled cry. She crept to the cliff's lip and looked down. Below her, in a small cascade of tumbling dust and gravel, a young man was clinging desperately to a ledge. Be- neath, sheer down a thousand feet, was what looked like soft underbrush, but was in reality die tops of the giant trees in the valley. Without a word. Minty whipped out a huge bowie knife her father had given her. from a pocket in her calico shift, and cut- ting footholes in the sturdy clay, descended to the ledge, whence, with her aid the young man made an easy ascent from what had appeared like a choice between starvation or being dashed to death below. Minty climbed up after him, and stood staring at him. She had never seen a man so marvelously clothed. He, in his turn, used to the sight of beautiful women beau- tifully gowned in the most brilliant capi- tal in the world, was amazed at the shoddi- ness of her attire. But he was a gentleman, and although he saw it. she did not know it. He held out his hand. "I'm awfully obliged to you. You have really saved my life. I was as helpless as a baby — I guess I don't know much about mountains." The humble admission was lightened by a charming smile. Minty was overwhelmed. His clothes had been marvelous, but the smile and the intonation of his Oxford English was a miracle. She shifted uneasily on her bare feet and suddenly blushed till her brown curls, instead of caressing a shoulder amazingly white for the amount of sun that had shone on it. rested on glowing pink. "Gee. You're English, ain't yuh?" she managed to say, her eyes wide. "Yes, I am English." confessed the young man, secretly much amused. "I am Cecil De Lancey Main waring, eldest son of Lord Main waring. If there is ever a favor I can do you. you must ask it. You know, it is an old custom that if one person saves another's life, that life belongs to the one who has saved it to do with as he or she pleases." "I ain't never heard that," admitted Minty. "Is that the way they do in England?" "Not always. I'm afraid," smiled Cecil De Lancey Mainwaring. He reached for his wallet and produced a hundred dollars. "Will you accept this — for your mother?" he asked. "Ma's dead," replied Minty shortly, making no movement towards the money. The directness of the untutored mind brought a mental gasp from the English- man. "Won't your father be able to use it?" he suggested. "I dunno." she answered, and to her own surprise as well as his. pouted as he put the money in her hand. She put it in her pocket with a careless gesture. "Can you tell me how to get to 'Look- out.' the Bradley's home?" he continued. "I'll show you," she answered, and fol- lowing her lead, he walked through the woodland till they came to an opening, where the yellow road wound upwards to a large knoll, on the top of which was a great house. "That there's the Bradley's." pointed Minty, and to Mainwaring's astonishment, promptly disappeared back again amongst the trees. He looked after her, smiled the smile of one who has seen a perplexing natural phenomenon, and walked on.

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98 Photoplay Magazine II Mainwaring was on his way to the Brad- leys to be their house guest through the kind offices of Willard Richardson. Lord Mainwaring's banking agent in San Fran- cisco. The young man had been sent to California for his health, his studies at the university in England having been too much for him. The French watering places had been carefully eschewed by his father in selecting a health resort for his son, as the Mainwaring name was one that could he linked only with a name worthy of it. and the elder Mainwaring had — per- haps with reason — a fear of handsome ad- venturesses. Richardson had sent him to the Bradley's with a sigh of relief, for Lord Mainwaring's letter to him had stipulated that the banker was to keep an eye on the scion of nobility entrusted to his charge and particularly to discourage love affairs. Young Mainwaring had grown weary of riding on the stage, and had gone while on the way. It was that he had ventured over flower-picking, on this quest the cliff. Richardson had not counted on Mrs. Bradley, who was a hopelessly incurable matchmaker, in sending Mainwaring to her home, however. No sooner had the young nobleman, dusty but smiling, ap- peared at his hostess' door, than she wired her daughter Lucy in San Francisco to return home. Lucy was pretty and accomplished. Moreover, she was ambitious, and she knew by the teaching of her Sunday school teacher as well as by the daily newspapers that catching a rich husband with an un- questioned social position is the most highly moral and thoroughly reliable method of getting along in the world that society has to offer any young woman. Consequently, Lucy didn't let the grass grow under her feet. To put it in plain, unmitigated English, she went after the earl's son with typical American energy and acumen, and our national efficiency suffered no disgrace by her success. In three weeks she had Lord Mainwaring's son sitting on a King's-blue pillow at her feet during moonlit evenings on the veranda, and at other times begging for kisses. The upshot was a cable to Lord Main- waring in London signed by Cecil De Lancey Mainwaring. which stated tersely that the heir to the Mainwaring estates was engaged to be married to Miss Lucy Brad- ley, of California. Which resulted in a cablegram from his Lordship to Richardson in San Francisco which made that worthy financier's ears tingle as though the peer had slapped them, and. later, the appearance of the said Richardson at the Bradley home in the mountains with a scowl for the match- making Mrs. Bradley and a long lecture for Cecil De Lancey. The latter, with a true aristocrat's con- tempt for a money-lender, told the banker to mind his own business and all but slapped his face. The result was a long letter written by the furious but frugal Richardson in lieu of a cable, explaining things to Lord Main- waring in detail. As this letter missed an Atlantic mail ship by a day, and took three weeks to get to England, matters had time to go smoothly for vet a while at "Look- out." And so they did for all save Minty. One of Mrs. Bradley's maids eloped with the coachman the day after Richardson's cyclonic visit, and Mrs. Bradley, at a loss for a parlor maid and unwilling to wait for one from San Francisco, in desperation sent for Minty. Minty had been dreaming of Cecil De Lancey Mainwaring for the three weeks of his stay. He had become the dream-hero of her life. With trembling hands she fitted herself out in long passe finery of her dead mother's and arrived at the house. Her hands had trembled; but her heart was resolute. She loved the son of a lord, and she made up her mind to get him. Fate was against her. however. The first day at the house, while she was primping in front of a cheval glass in the drawing room, she saw Mainwaring look in the room behind her, and smile. As a matter of fact, it was a smile such as one might give a little child who had arranged her hair ribbon in a fantastically bizarre man- ner in a moment of insuppressable femi- ninity, and was all kindness ; but to Minty it was a thrust beyond words in its cruelty. She left the house abruptly, and arriving home after leaving the distracted and angry- Mrs. Bradley to her own resources, crept to a window and stared with tear-dimmed

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A Phyllis of the Sierras 99 eyes into the night towards Lookout till her father ordered her to bed. The next morning she arose early and began to read a book she had brought from the Bradley's. She concentrated upon it with the intensity of one whose soul has. through bitterness, become obsessed with a single idea. As she puzzled it out with watchful forefinger and moving lips, she determined to become a lady. The very hopelessness Through mischance, Lucy was away at a neighboring ranch, and although young Mainwaring wanted to offer himself to her before he left, he found that the only way in which he could leave and catch the ship at New York, scheduled for him by Richardson to take him to England, would be to omit seeing her. He therefore wrote her a note, filled with the most romantic professions of undying love and devotion, "She crept to a window and stared with tear-dimmed eyes into the night towards Lookout." of her ambition fascinated her and whetted her desire. It was a catalogue for a young ladies' finishing school in San Francisco. Not a week after Minty left the Brad- ley's, Lord Mainwaring. having received Richardson's letter and being less frugal than the banker, cabled his son to return to England immediately, and the wording of the cable left no doubt in the young man's mind of the necessity for compliance. Richardson followed the cable to Lookout and made it clear to him that he would have to leave there the following day. anil, picking up a stone near the house, laid the note on the sill of his beloved's window with the stone upon it to weigh it down. In the note he had asked Lucy to write him if she would become his wife. The next day. he left, his heart heavy within him that he had been unable to see his fair charmer before leaving. Til And then, in the space of a few short weeks, the world, as far as the Mainwar-

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100 Photoplay Magazine ings were concerned, turned topsy-turvy. With ;i crash, Richardson's bank in San Francisco went to pieces. With it went nine-tenths of the Mainwaring fortune ; the great estates in England were mort- gaged and the town house rented to an American millio.naire to pay off heavy losses that followed swiftly in foreign markets. Misfortunes came, as always, not singly. but in an avalanche of disaster. And while Lord Mainwaring turned gray with his reverses, Cecil De Lancey ate out his heart in sorrow because since he had left California he had not heard one word from Lucy. He thought she had been but trifling with him. As a matter of fact. Lucy had not received his note, and had been so heart broken thereby, that she adopted the only method she could think of to ease the torturings of her broken heart, and had married a young Sacramento millionaire and gone to the East to live. The cause of her not receiving the note Cecil left for her was Minty's young brother. In choosing the stone to weigh down the letter on Lucy's window sill, Cecil had unconsciously picked up a specimen of ore from certain juvenile prospecting operations Johnny had carried on in the rear of his father's shop. The youngster had seen the stone on the sill soon after Cecil had left it there, rescued his treasure, and the note had flut- tered away to be lost forevermore. And in doing this, Johnny was uncon- sciously a sagacious financier, for not two weeks later, having taken it with youthful pride to the Government assayer when brought to town with his father on a shopping expedition, and the assayer hav- ing agreed good-naturedly to have it ex- amined for him. Johnny received a ponder- ous note from a prominent ore expert in the city to the effect that the land from which that stone came was a bonanza! On receipt of the letter (which his father had to read for him), the blacksmith went to the spot where Johnny had found it and discovered within a quarter of an hour that he had been spending his life banging horseshoes over untold wealth. Within a few days he was hard at work. From the edge of the diggings Mirity watched her father shake out the light dross till only the heavy, gold-bearing ore remained, gleaming dully where the streak of precious metal lay. In her mind was but one thought — to go to that finishing school, to become the equal of the son of a lord — and some day to get even for that smile that she had seen reflected from the face of Cecil De Lancey Mainwaring. When her father's bank account had rolled up to five and was approaching six figures, she packed up, got on the stage and disappeared from the slopes of the Sierras. Four years later, she and her father were living at Menlo Park, Johnny was at a military school, and there was no more charming nor attractive girl in all that fashionable suburb of San Francisco than the young woman who had been a tattered, unkempt thing of the woods the day Main- waring came to Lookout. One day. a letter came to her from Johnny saying that one of his schoolmates had told him that the Mainwarings had come to California to live in a desperate effort to recoup their fortunes in that new country, and were living in genteel poverty in Menlo Park. A few days later, she saw Cecil driving in a rather tawdry plueton that the Main- warings managed to keep up by constantly denying themselves in other directions. She was driving with her father, and as they approached, one of the Mainwaring horses threw a shoe. The plneton was stopped at an adjacent blacksmith shop, but to young Mainwaring's dismay, the black- smith was hopelessly drunk. John Barton, recognizing Mainwaring, had his own splendid equipage stopped, and stepped from it to the blacksmith shop. "What's the trouble?" he inquired. Mainwaring explained. Without another word, one of Cali- fornia's richest men though he was. Bar- ton threw off his hat and coat and pro- ceeded to shoe the young lord's horse, while Mainwaring looked on, the exhibition of American democracy giving him a sudden realization of the true dignity of labor. He did not recognize Minty. however. When Barton was through he bowed and as Mainwaring returned the bow and watched the splendid old fellow and his beautiful daughter drive away, he felt an odd. inexplicable tug at his heart. Minty came to the conclusion that her chance for a comic getting-even had come.

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A Phyllis of the Sierras 101 Deciding that her little comedy* should be staged in the most interesting manner pos- sible, she laid her plans accordingly. She discovered that Mainwaring and his mother boarded in a cottage not far from her father's palatial home. Lord Main- waring had died as the result of his mis- fortunes and a liver overtaxed with port. Consequently Cecil was, despite his pov- erty. now a real, live lord. She learned further that he was in the custom of walk- ing out in the mornings, for the purpose of studying the plant life of the country, mi which subject he had written a book of real worth, the limited sale of which had netted himself and his mother a small but much needed additional income: and he hoped tn increase his income by another. ( toe morning, putting on some of the tattered old clothes which she had care- fully saved, she covered them with a long cloak and went to his cottage to ascertain if he had gone for his usual walk. Arriving there, she found the landlady and Lady Mainwaring in a hysterical con- dition as the result of a note they had just found from the young lord telling them that he had come to the conclusion that the only way in which his mother could be saved from the further ignominy of con- tinued poverty, was to kill himself. His insurance was sufficient to take good care of her for the rest of her life. Min'ty did not waste time when the con- tents of this note were disclosed to her. Throwing aside her cloak, she rushed from the dimly lit house into the blazing sun- shine, and ran swiftly from where it stood <m the outskirts of the village and literally under the mountains, to the road which she knew was familiar to Mainwaring. Her craft and knowledge of the mountains had not deserted her. She struggled up through craggy passes and over short cuts in desper- ate haste. For an hour she followed till at last she emerged suddenly from a clump of dwarf pines on to a jutting pinnacle on the lip of the same precipice where she had, four years before, first seen him. ' One of California's richest men though he tvas, Barton threw off his hat and coat and prepared to shoe the young lord's horse. "

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102 Photoplay Magazine Standing with his back to her, the valley of the Sacramento at his feet, he was stand- ing there, motionless. With a cry, she sprang towards him, clutched his hand and drew him away from the brink. He turned towards her as one dazed at being brought back to a world which he had been ready to leave. His face, which- had ever been sensitively fine-featured, was almost spiritual in the emaciation which worry and sorrow had etched on every feature. His eyes appeared to be preternaturallv large. "Minty !" The silence of the mountains was about them, and as they looked into each other's eyes, the knowledge came to each of them that the memory of the other which had been ever present, was at that moment blossoming into that love which lasts for- ever and passes human understanding. Down towards the village they walked, hand in hand, while the red sun sank be- yond the Golden (late. Tragedy and comedy had met upon the mountain top, and Romance was born in the valley. A year later, Lord Mainwaring and his beautiful and beloved Lady Minty returned to the great house in London, the doors of which sorrow and poverty had closed till love, the gift of the mountains, should open them. Animals in Leading Roles Co fax, our little brothers and sisters, the •^animals, have appeared in the drama only as assistants to members of the human species. David Ilorsley. director of the Centaur studio in Los Angeles, is going to change all that, and plays are to be produced there in which all the members of the cast will be "gilded tigers." lions, leopards, mon- keys, bears, and others of intense if primi- tive temperaments. Apollo, a beautiful lion, has been cast for the hero parts, and Tiberius, another lion, will be the villain. Tiberias is no powder-puff villain, either, and ought to make things intensely interesting for Apollo. The name of this new company is "The Bostock Animal Players," and its existence and management is a great tribute to the power of the human intellect over our stronger but less intelligent brethren of the forest and jungle. My Word! ' I 'Hi''. Music 'Alls of dear ol' Lunnon, indispensable to every younger son of British nobility and the action of Bernard Shaw plays, are to be gradually movie- ized. The movies were installed first in the West End halls, and it is probable that they will be the feature entertainment at the Alhambra, one of London's greatest Music Halls this summer. American Comedies Popular in India f~\ N E would think that the difference ^■^ between East and West is too great for the appreciation of American humor on the part of the "poor benighted Hindu." but such is far from the case, according to the tales of travelers who tell of the tremendous popularity in India of comedies produced by American studios. In Bombay particu- larly is the American movie at the height of its glorv in "India's sunny clime." A Movie Mother Goose 'T'HERE was a man in our town * And he was wondrous wise, He jumped into a bramble bush And scratched out both his eyes: But when the movies came to town He heard of them and then — So he could go to the movie show — He scratched them in again. — David Baxter.

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een anJ Heard ai ike Movies Where millions of people -nun, women and children — gather daily, many amusing and interest ing thinps are bound to happen. We want our readers to contribute to thin page. A prize of $5.tMl wUl be given for the best story each month, and one dollar for every one printed. 'Die stories must not be longer than J00 words and must be written on only one hide of the paper. lie sure to put your name and address on your contribution . Think at' the funniest thing you hare ever heard at the movies and send it in. You may win the five-dollar prize. THIS GETS THE FIVE DOLLARS Dl'RINU a thrilling battle scene Charles, who had the aisle seat, was attacked by uosebleed. Telling Angela that he would return in a mo- ment, he slipped out. Angela, intent upon the picture and all but deafened by the orchestra's realistic music, tailed to hear him or to notice that his chair had been taken by a stranger. When till' Bed Cross her- oine found the wounded hero and took him into her arms Angela leaned over and whispered : ••Honey, why don't you hold my hand?" "I can't." regretfully apol- ogized the stranger. *'M> wife has a detective w:i tell- ing me." Terrell Lore llollidaii. Din- err, Colo. OR DID SHE MEAN WABBLBB1 TWO Irish ladies in the show were talking of a rather stout actress. "They sav she's a very foine singer." said one. "Sure." agreed the second lady, "an- I guess that's so. oi've beard meself she's a regular wobbler." Margeru Keller, I'rescott, On- tario, Canada. I'l.VKELSTEIX WAS A BUSINESS MAN "CAY. Finkelstein," said a Kosenheliner, "ain't you never going to leave this theater? You've been here two hours now and nin't started home yet."' "Listen. Hosenheimer. I've been watching dot guy on dot screen. Every time he jiasscs dot tailor shop he Thai's his coat on a nail and «oes in and gets ten dollars and a new suit to boot, and I'm trying to find where dot shop Is !" Ben Levy, Ilef/eiri«eJi, Jll. THE CHILDREN OF THIS WORLD ARE WISE "T HE minister was Inveigled *■ into going to a movie. The first picture happened to be one of a Western bandit who held up a stage couch and took the valuables of the passengers by the direct method of holdinc, his .!."> in their faces while lie went through their pockets. Quoth the minister mildly when the picture was ended : "If I only had such energetic fellows as he to pass the plate I might be able to reform many a man like him !" Mrs. .Melilla, Kansas City. Mo. oil. MY! TX "Tillie's Punctured Ro- xmance" it happened In the excitement that Tillie's skirt revealed, for a moment, lin- gerie. "Oh, look 1" cried a little girl in the audience. "Tillie's got wuflles on her wompers !" E in met t O'Kcilln, Center Point, Tex. Two enormous women with enormous hats entered the theatre and seated themselves. Presently the usual notice asking the ladies to remove their hats was shown. "I don't see how our hats can inter- fere witli the pictures !" snapped one of the dreadnoughts as she removed her conning tower which was equipped with a large and hideous pink feather. A gentleman sitting behind her leaned over and explained: "You see." he said, in dulcet tones, "it's like this : The camera is focused rather low- and your feather might get in the light and tickle the actors, thus spoiling the picture." Jtussell S. Jorclfin, M'aldcn, .Y. 1'. .TI'ST LIKE THAT: I"" WO "fresh guys" seated ■*■ themselves in a movie show behind a rather pretty blonde girl and started to make remarks for her benc- lit. One of them said finally : "\" know. Hill, these here pretty dnmes ain't never got no sense." The trirl turned slowly, re- vealing to the speaker a pair of flashing blue eyes. "If your brain was made of dynamite." she said calm- ly, "it wouldn't lift your hat >" And a golden silence reiened. Chester ir. Cleveland. Pliim- outli, Intt. HARD ON WEAK HEARTS AN INCIDENT in "The Perils of Pauline" during which Pauline was within an ace of death on the pilot of an engine was heing shown. The audience held its breath in horror. Suddenly a man electrified the house with a sneeze that burst from his distorted fea- tures like a bomb. A little girl in front of him 103

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104 Photoplay Magazine literally leaped from her seat with a gasping shriek, then, settling back again shamefacedly, mut- tered : "Great Scott. Mister. One more like that and I'm a dead woman !" Dana Allen, Scuttle, Wash. REPARTEE BII.I.V and Betty, respectively six and seven, went to the movies together. Betty was in- clined, occasionally, to be slightly sarcastic with iier brother, whose masculine obtuseness some- times irritated her. The ' photoplay was most pathetic, and the two wept profusely. Billy, however, managed to keep bis sobs down, whereas Betty thoughtlessly gulped so that he could hear her. "What are you doing?" he managed to ask. "I'm — I'm making a cake !' blnblKred Betty. "What arc you doing?" "Oh, I'm eating it," sighed Billy. NEUTRAL THE little boy and girl watched the photoplay in silence. When it was over, the little girl turned to the little boy and asked : "Do you know whether the lady in that play was a Miss or a Mrs. V" "Neither." replied the little boy. "She's a school teacher." Elizabeth Hippie, Hutchinson, linns. UNKIND THE two men in the movie were having a hot argument. Finally one of them, in exasperation, said : "Say. Jim. do you know why your head s like a hundred cents?" "Naw," answered Jim, "Why?" "Because it's just one bone !" ] intent Cuntirrun. I'liilmout, X. T. ANYTHING TO OBLIGE SHE was a fussv dame and as she seated herself beside the stout, asthmatic individual in the pic- ture house, she looked around for something to com- plain about. She didn't have long to wait. The asthmatic man sitting beside her was seized with a coughing lit. "I'sber !" she exclaimed mllltantly. "Ma'am?" said the usher. "Usher, do you allow spitting on the floor?" "Er — why no. ma'am — but if you'll step out in the lobby — there's a cuspidor there !" Walter Wenger, V. 8. S. Sen- York.. BARGAIN DAY ON THE front of the theatre was a sign reading. "Children, half price." Johnny, walking by with bis mother, saw it. "Oh, Mother." he cried. "Let's go in and buy a baby sister now, while they're marked down !" Margaret E. Kcarns, Northampton, Mass. AGAINST GODS WILL THE play had come to a tragic end : the hero had been shot in an accident. As the unfortunate man's sweetheart fell upon him in despair, a wom- an's voice rang out in the theater : "God never intended this picture to end like this!" Fred J. Schwab, Washington, D. C. HEAVY EYELIDS IT WAS during the restaurant scene in "His Night Out." when the Inimitable Charlie Chaplin, with his eyes closed, had his feet on the knees of the man across the way. An awful racket began be- hind the screen. "What's that?" exclaimed an inquiring five-year- old. "Oh, that." explained the long-suffering father, "is Charlie falling asleep." John M. Ward, Beaumont, Tex. TROUBLE AHEAD "TMIE doctor in the photoplay bad fallen in love *■ with liis patient, and the scene showed him gathering her in his arms, kissing her hair, her eyes, her lips. "Oh. Daddy. Daddy, look quick!" cried a little l>oy to his father. "That's what Doctor Jim does to Mamma !" Oermuine Maroneau, Torrington, Conn, OTTO! BRING THE SMELLING SALTS! Fl'ST PUSSON : "Do you know, why all the big theaters are runuin' li limns now?" Secon' Pusson : "No. sab. Ah don't. Why are all the big theaters runnin' flllums?" Fust l'usson : "They have to do it to fill 'em." Atiicrnun Montmorency, Newport, K. I. MERCIFUL HEAVENS ! AISOY and girl sitting together watched the lead- ing man in the photoplay kiss the leading woman fervently again and again and again. "Gee. but he must really love her the way he keeps on kissing her," said the girl. "Naw," said the boy. "He's only hungry. "Don't you know what Mama said, that all the actors get to cat is the paint and powder they kiss off the actresses?" Frank Nagot, Brooklyn, X. 1". IT REALLY HAPPENED A GIRL laid her hat on the seat beside her. and a man. entering, sat on it. He immediately arose, picked up the dismantled bit of millinery, and turn- ing to the girl, said : "Does that hat belong to you? I am sorry. I sat on it." She took the hat. looked at it, and replied : "Thank you for sitting on it. I need a new hat. anyway." "Thank you for not having a hatpin in it," re- plied the man. and resumed his sent. Uustarr MieUrandt, Lincoln, .Yc6. DOIIiTFUL TN A "booster film" of an Oklahoma milling town, ^an enterprising local publisher had a full page cut of his paper shown, including many "local items," one of which was as follows : "Mr. John Mnldonn is very ill. Doctors Hayden and Barlier each visit him twice a day. His re- covery, therefore, is very doubtful." ./. It. Henderson, Miami, Okla. JUST FANCY! AN ENGLISH cousin was visiting me from the other side. and. by way of a treat. I took him to see Charles Chapl'n in one of his latest pictures. When the famous comedian appeared on the screen, I turned to my companion. "That is the great Chaplin." I observed. "My word !" he responded after a moment's pause : "he's not nearly as dignified as the chaplains in my country !" 7. T. Ludlic. Vcpr Tork Citn. GOODNESS ME ! AVERY charming young woman came upon the screen in a very beautiful and very decolleW gown. Little Alice gazed open-mouthed. Then she turned to her mother ami asked : "Muvver, where is the lady's underwear?" Mrs. Mam Kicrmun, Minneapolis, Minn. A DIPLOMAT AFTER a photoplay in which a greedy little hoy was shown banging on the table with bis fork for more to eat. Willie was given a lecture on table manners, and when be went to visit a lady next door, was told not to ask for anything to eat. So. when hi- arrived next door, he merely re- marked to his hostess with a flattering smile : "Oh my, von people do have the best bread and the nicest milk !" Mrs. It. G. Peabody, Decatur, III. THAT NEW TOWN IN FRANCE A small girl and boy were sitting side by side watching a war picture with rapt attention. After several had l>een shown, the little girl whis- pered. "I do wish they would show that place called 'Somewhere in France.' " Hilda M. Short, Leicester. Eng.

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Seen and Heard at the Movies 105 PRECOCIOUS \\7ILLIE w"s oulJ" seven : but so precocious ! One v" dny. on coming out of a movie thenter, his mother asked : -Willie, how e fond of shredded wheat!" Julia Frances Median, Kansas Citii, Mo. The Polite Young Man and the Sweet Young Thing stood looking at the crowded entrance of their favorite movie bouse. "Do you tbink we can squeeze in there?" be asked. "Perhaps, dear." said she. " — but dealt you think we'd better wait till we get home?" George F. Allen, I'roritlencc. K. I. THE WORLDLING nrilE little girl of ten was A loud in her admiration of the beautiful ladies on the screen, till her mother, out of patience, said : "Baby, you must be a good girl if you want to go to heaven." A pause. Then Baby's voice piped : "I don't want to go to heaven. I want to stay rlgbl here !'" It. Areliainhault, Paseoatj, It. I. BLASE r) I' RING a performance of ■'-'"Terrors of the Jungle." a couple of "Honest-to-Gawd- ain't-it-awful" girls sat be- hind me. They hissed the villain, applauded the hero, anil wept with the heroine. When the man who was lost in the jungle so long that he became wild, reached in an old log. and brought forth a dead rabbit, and began to cat it ravenously, one said in ft horrified voice : "My Gawd, Mame. how much do you suppose they bad to pay him to do that?" "I dunno," said the other in a cynical voice. "Some folks will do anything for money." Wilson II. 8tra*0*, St. Paul, Minn. MIXING HIS METAPHORS ON SATURDAY afternoon, Willie was taken to see some animal pictures. The next morning he went to Sunday school, and. when his turn came to give his golden text, which that day was "Bear ye one another's burdens." replied promptly : "Monkey not with one another's burdens." F.dith StOW, Chide, X. T. SHE OUTSTRIPPED THEM ALL LXARKY: "What movie actress has made the 1 A most rapid rise to fame?" Gus: "Margaret Edwards, when she represented The Naked Truth In 'Hypocrites.' She outstripped them all." Charles II. Meiers, Pomona, Cat. GOtUJNESS GRACIOUS. AGNES! BI.ONDENA : "Do you know that a good movie is like playing hands with the man you love?" P.iunetta : "Oh. dear, how so?" lilondena : "Well, a good movie is an imagination of thrills, and to play hands is a thrill of imagina- tion. In both you don't know what to expect next, and await it with a throbbing heart." Marshall It. Ilohland. Xashiille. Tenn. DAMPENING HIS ENTIIUSIA SM 'pwo men were at the movies. 1 "Did yuh ever try to get a job in de pictures. Bill?" asked one. CONFUSED A CAMERA man was taking a picture in the ■** middle of a small town street. A farmer, walking up. asked politely : "Say. Mister, will you please play 'Silver Threads Among the Gold' for me?" F.loise Wilson, Sherman, Ter. SOME FINISH! p ART One of a blood-and-thunder movie was end- 1 ing with a night scene in which the villain was struggling with the heroine, when, from the or- chestra pit came the tender strains of "The End of a Perfect Dny." ,«. J. Pollard. Toronto, Oaf., Canada. THE INGENUE MIND USHER : "There are lots of seats in the last row in the balcony." Young Girl : "Are they near the front?" Tirainia Thompson, Rarlne. Wis.

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Movies on a Dreadnought By Nicholas H. Kenny Seaman, U. 5. S. South Carolina THERE isn't a ship in the navy, save the small torpedo boats, which has not its own full moving picture equip- ment and two or three operators. On some of the ships the program of the evening's entertainment is placed on the bulletin board at the crew's scuttle- butt, where everyone who gets a drink can see it. Around one o'clock, when the pictures which have been selected for the tri-weekly show are posted, you can't get within breathing space of the board till the enthusiastic "First Lookers" have seen their fill The show usually commences at 7 :30 p. m., but as early as 5 :00 the men start bringing their chairs and stools up so as to be sure of getting a good seat. As a rule, the Captains in the navy are never behind in mustering for the movies. In fact, the pictures never start until the Captain does show up. If he happens to be a little late the impatient crew will vent its displeasure by wild cries and yells for music. The bandmaster usually at the first hoot turns on the band light and gives the boys a popular piece, the words to the chorus of which are flashed upon the screen. Whereupon the fickle-minded sailors break out into lusty song which an operatic audi- ence would not appreciate, but which is very appeasing to Jackie's ill humor. Which goes to show that most naval band- masters are real diplomats. When it is too cold up on deck to hold movies, we hold them down below in some roomy section of the main deck. The blue- jacket audience has it on your outside audi- ence in that they can pass all the remarks they wish as long as they keep within the bounds of decency, and can smoke. In fact, on some of the ships cigars and cigarettes are served out during movies, which tends to give the pay officer a drag with the crew. The operators are taken care of by the crew. Each pay-day a delegate from each division is selected to collect funds to pay the operators, who sometimes receive $15 or $20 extra for their services. After service in distant seas the pictures are sometimes a trifle antiquated, but there is just as much interest taken in them as there is ashore. On Saturday nights they have movies until 1 1 o'clock, as well as on any other holidays which may happen along. The motion picture machine is also be- coming an asset at the battle practices held in the Spring and in the Autumn. For each ship which fires there is a camera party detailed, equipped with one of the latest up-to-date machines for taking movies of the fall of the shots near the target. Besides giving an accurate description of the location of the fall of the shot, the picture is used to provide future amusement for the crew, for at the end of the firing the machine is turned on the men of the ship who happen to be within range, who, when they see themselves in the movies, feel like real actors. In the old navy which knew no movies the men all grumbled at having to go ashore and take part in parades ; but now they fight to get ashore in a parade so that they can get their face in a film, for there are always a lot of moving picture machines on the job at a naval parade. Camera Man Decorated for Bravery » A PATHF. camera man named Ercole ** took motion pictures of the storming of Przemysl from the Russian side during the investment of that Austrian stronghold recently. Although badly wounded by a flying bit of shrapnel one day. he continued reeling off the film till he dropped beside 106 his camera, unconscious, — but the possessor of a wonderful war film. In recognition of the man's extraordi- nary courage, he was recommended in des- patches to Petrograd by the Grand Duke Nicholas and was decorated by the Czar with the Cross of the Order of St. George.

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Mollie offAe Movies Her Correspondence: Compiled Sy^"' Kenneth NcGaffey Illustrated by Maud Martin Evers. SECOND REEL Los Angeles, Calif., May 11th, DEAR Clara Bell:— At last, I am in California, where all the moving pictures are made. Of course, you received my souvenir postal cards of the orange groves and the old mission 1 sent you. but this is the first time I had a chance to take my pen in hand and write you a letter. I have been so busy before this, but now my feet are so tired I just got to stay home to rest. I guess Ma was right when she told me not to get sevens ; I been wearing eights. 1 have been to several studios, but as yet have not selected the one in which I shall work. I have not seen any celebs yet, as they work all day. and Ma told me not to go out alone nights in the wild west. Los An- geles is a funny town. Everybody is trying to sell you something. A con- ductor on a street car tried to sell me a ticket to vote for a Queen of something, and every night in the place where I eat the firemen and pol icemen come in and try to sell me votes, too. Oh, I must tell you about the funny . places to eat. Dearie, you stay close to the eating house, for a waitress would starve to death out here. Everybody waits on her- self. I hope to die if this is not the truth. You go in, grab off a big tray and then run around and find what you want to eat. But you don't have to wash your own dishes. " They take moving picture scenes on the street and in vacant tots around here all day. I saw three different murders before I had gone two blocks. " Los Angeles is much larger than Du- buque or Galena, and everyone that lives there says it will soon be the biggest city in the world. They believe it, too. Most of the moving pictures are made in a superb called Hollywood, and after look- ing up the address of the studios the day after I got here I went out. It's to- wards the Pacific Oehean. I got the shock of my life when I stepped off the street car. Down the street came a man on horseback like 60, ,and turning in the saddle every minute to shoot back over his shoul- der. Back of him came some Cow Boys shooting fewrisuly. I hollered and run up a porch. Some men standing in a little group to one side off the street — I hadn't saw them before — begun to laugh. Clara Bell, they were taking a scene of a moving picture ! They were taking it with a big box on three legs and a man who turned a crank at one side of the box. A little further on, I saw a girl being kidnapped in an automobile, but this time, I saw the man with the box, so I knew no Fond Mother was losing her Darling. They take moving picture street and in vacant lots around here all day long. I saw three dif- ferent kind of murders before I had gone two blocks. I will tell you how they go to it in my next. I went to what they told me was the 107 scenes on the

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108 Photoplay Magazine studio, but it was not a studio at all like- what we read about in the Chicago Sunday papers. There were no paintings or dive ons or mirrors, just a big place with a high board fense around it and a little place marked "Office" in one corner. I tried to peak through a.crack in the fense but could not see anything. Finally, I followed some people into the office, and saw a little window marked "Employment." 1 went up to the woman standing behind the win- dow, and asked to see the director. That is what the Mary Pickford lessons told me to ask fur. The lady said. "Which di- rector do you care to inspect?" 1 said "Any." Then she said. "Dearie, take a tip from me, and run right out of here. None of our directors has been fit company for a wild-cat for two weeks and as it's raining they're getting worse." I told her that 1 was willing to accept an engagement in moving pictures if the salary was large enough and she told me she would take my name and telephone me when they had heard from the New York office on my proposition. How long does it take to get a answer from N. Y. 1 won- der? I went to several other studios and they were just a like, except that I don't believe they have to write New York when engaging a Star. In one place. I got to talking to several girls and they told me all the family gos- sip about the actors and directors. Will tell you all about it pretty soon, and you will certainly have some idles cracked, but those sevens hurt so now I must go to bed. Lovingly vours, Mollis. P. S. I carried my Mary Pickford Di- ploma to show the directors like the book said, but as yet I had not been even near enough to a director to of thrown it to him. Moi.i IK. Hollywood, May 17th. 1915. Dear Clara Bell: — Dearie, 1 have been in a picture! And who do vou think I plaved opposite? I. Warren Kerrigan! Honest! Though of course, he was on the opposite side of the street and I was in a howling mob on the other side. He is the grandest man. And he actually spoke to me. He is a dear, so full of sympathy. He said to me, he said. "Dearie, if you don't stop acting so hard you will strain something." Right during rehearsal it was and Mary and Stella, two girls I met, heard him. I was just all over confusion and I could feel myself blush a foot under the skin. When I got home that night. I bought all the souvenir postal cards of him I could find. I have not signed up with any Com- pany as yet, but you can bet when I do, Jack is going to be my leading man. While I was trying to decide which company to go with one of the girls where I board — - a nice place and only six a week — took me out to Universal City and I went on in a scene. Right in the same picture with Jack. That Universal City is sure a nice place. You go out to Hollywood on the street car and then take a "Jitney" over Cahuenga Pass to the City. A Jitney, my dear, is an automobile you can ride in for a nickle anil I have just had the most delightful times motoring about, here and there, and if it wasn't for the big signs on the front end. people would think it was your own car. And would you believe it, in the restarant I ate only two tables from King Baggots. He's got the lovliest grey eyes. "Dearie, if you don't stop acting so hard, you will strain something."

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Mollie of the Movies 109 At the City, it is all white, like an amuse- ment park. They have got a hospital and a big restarant where you eat and buildings where big revolving things dry the film and miles and miles of stages for the peo- ple to act out on. The seens are put on the stages like they are in theatres — they don't use real houses at all — all the seens in one set, that's what they call the rooms, are taken at one time. One man told me he got thrown out of a door in one seen and didn't expect to land on the other side for a week yet. That must be what the doctors call "suspendered animation." that I been reading about. It. is funny how conceited some of these Actors and Actresses are. Clara Bell. Everyone thinks everyone else is getting by on a mistake. I heard a man here say that he was the only director in the world who could make real funny pictures. "How about those there Keystones and Charlie Chaplin?" a fellow asked. "Oh. they're pretty good too, I never knock peo- ple when they are doing the best they can." he said. Don't you think that man had a large heart to be so kind to the other poor directors? They were awful glad to see me when I got out there although I did not show my diploma or give my real name. When I went up to the window the man said. "Thank goodness, we have been looking for mob stuff all morning and you art- just the type." I started to show him the dipping about winning the beauty prize but he said. "I haven't time for post mor- tems now, come a round Sunday." He must have made a mistake in the day for no one works Sunday. He gave me a card and then the girl I was with, led me in- side. My, but it was a big place. There were a lot of buildings with carpenters working inside making scenery and then" the big long stage I told you about where lots of people were working at acting, but we did not stop there but went on around a hill to where the animals are. Clara Belle, they have a regular circus. Elephants, lions and tigers and the cutest monkeys. They take the animal pictures in a big steel cage and the man with the camera and the director stand outside and tell the animals inside what to do. The only chances the di- rector ever takes is catching a cold. We did not have time to stop long at the animals for the man came dashing along ' '/ don't think much of the leading woman. Clara Bell, and, between us, I could have done much better." and said. "Beat it to where you belong." We went over in front of a building and there was Mr. Kerrigan. He just looked so proud and handsome, every inch an actor. Mr. Chaney, the director, and the camera man. climbed up on a platform and us extra people were herded over on the other side of the street, by some fresh as- sistant director. "Now, Jack." the director called, "you know what to do when the mob comes on. You grab the girl in your, arms — don't get excited and choke her — and then defy the mob to. do their worst." "You extra people, meaning me and the others, come up the street as if you were going to tear the girl to pieces, but stop when Kerrigan raises his hand and register fear and anger. Now let's try it." I don't think much of the leading woman. Clare Bell, and between us. I could have done much better. She didn't act a bit. She didn't wave her hands and

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110 Photoplay Magazine "Someone stepped on my heels and pushed me. alonn. " grab her heart and yell. •Spare me, spare me," and she was afraid of us, too. 1 could tell that by the way she ran up the street and hid behind Jack. If they had let me play that ]>art. I would have shown them. I would have let down my hair anil really done something. Mr. Chancy didn't like it either for he said. "Rotten; try it again, and I want you extra people to come after her as if you meant it. Don't stop to comb your hair.'' I hadn't stopped to comb my hair at all. Clara Hell. I merely paused to fix one wayward tress that was tickling my nose so I could not register fear or anger or both together. I would like to know how vou could register fear or anger either, for that matter, while you were running as fast as your skirts would let you up the street. My book on elocu- tion said to register fear by advancing the left foot and placing the hands, palm out- ward, in front of the face, but every time 1 stopped to do it. someone stepped on mv heels and pushed me along. It was the most impolite mob 1 ever heard of. A lot of low people who never had any dramatic training. And that director when 1 was doing my best; right up near Miss Sisson, and was acting all over the place, he calls to his assistant and says. "Al. put that lens louse in the background, we have to have some of the principals in this seen. I looked into the camera but didn't see anything and in a minute the fresh assistant come to where I was and asked me to assist those in the rear of the mob. ( loodness knows they needed assistance dear, for all they were doing were waving clubs and shout- ing. So just to help them out, I went way in the back. When I was back there, Mr. Chaney said. "There, thank goodness, we can get a mob seen now." Wasn't that a delicate little compliment? After we got through the scene. 1 went up and thanked him. I started to show him my diploma and tell him who I really was but he said "Don't, dearie. I have had a hard days work and I cannot stand another shock." Meaning of course. Clara Hell, that he recognized genius in disguise. Well. dear. I must close now and next time I will tell you about Mr. Turner shooting "Black Box," pictures. ( live mv love to all. Moi.i.yk. 1 notice one of the stars in Key Stone spells her name "Grayce" so here goes mini-. To be continued The August issue of the Photoplay Magazine will be on the News-stands July 1st. Do not miss this issue. Thousands were disappointed last month because their newsdealers were sold out. ORDER YOUR COPY IN ADVANCE.

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"Winning Farrar HOW THE MOST FAMOUS PRIMA -DONNA IN THE WORLD WAS SECURED FOR THE PHOTOPLAYS. THE MAN WHO TURNED THE TRICK TELLS THE STORY By Morris Gest EDITORS XO'l'h: ■ Movie high salary records arc now eclipsed by Ceraldine I'arrar's figure. Exact sums are not revealed, but Lasky's accepted offer of $2 a minute for every minute of daylight While she is in southern California u'ill make a total of more titan $7j,ooo'for iter summer engagement. Incidentally, it required a unique theatrical personality like Mr. Gest to ■win over the queen of the Metropolitan Opera House. Miss I'arrar's private-ear party will leave New York for Los Angeles June 8. yy IT is the hardest thing in the world to approach one's friends on a matter of business. Bringing Geraldine Farrar to pictorial reason and the movies was made much more difficult for me because my mother-in-law, Mrs. David Belasco; my wife, and Miss Farrar and her father and mother, form a little intimate circle which meets often at one of Mrs. (jest's dinners, or at Miss Farrar's beautiful West Seven- ty-fourth street house, or down town. nc Sunday nigh winter, at dinner at F'arrar's. were liersel father and mother. Bclasco, Mrs. Smytlie t lest, ami 1. ( )ver the coffee Mis rar had a moment of choly philosophy. "How cruel it is." she exclaimed, "that riches, or at least com- fort, come to most people when they are too old or too weary to enjoy life or the beauty of countries and peoples they have never seen !" She led us to her library, where she has a number of pres- ent a t i o n por- traits of eminent European p e r - sonages. Among them is a paint- ing of the Em- peror o f Ger- many in the full flower of early maturity. It was a favorite Emperor © Aim* Duponl. V. Y. Miss Farrar as Mnw. SaitsGene, Iter latest operatic creation. tortrait, presented to her by the timself. "Mow different he is now," she said. "Really — t o perpetuate one's youth one should have a photograph taken every ay — until age begins." Ibis gave me the iirst opportunity to dant a little hint of active photography's possibilities in her mind. "The only way to really live forever," I an- swered, "is on a picture screen. The chap who invented t h e movie camera found the eternal - tli spring that Ponce f.eon missed." Iiss Farrar laughed suggestion away, but Ccurred to me, in co- dence, that Mr. tsco's "(lirl of the den West" was hav- ing its first pic- ture showing that very evening, at the Strand. Miss F'arrar was very glad to ttend, but in the limousine en route confessed to me that she lad seen but one ''picture show" in Iter life —"Quo Yadis." on 1 v a 115

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116 Photoplay Magazine year ago at the Cinema Theater, in Paris. "I've been just too busy, resting or work- ing, to go," she explained. "No prejudice. 1 assure you. I rather like them." I've noticed that the movie beginner always re- fers to screen plays as "them." Put her amazement knew no bounds once she had en- tered the Strand. "Why," she cried, "it is almost as big as the Metropolitan Opera House! I had no idea so many people went to see moving pictures — and such people ! I really see opera-go- ers here!" Of course. "Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing — " I hesitated. "What?" asked Miss Farrar, impa- tient at my interrup- tion of her study of the screen. "I won't tell you now. I'm afraid you'd laugh." She persisted, with great curiosity. "Look around," I continued, when an in- termission came. "Here are nearly four thousand people in this enormous theater. Here is a play which was given by high- salaried artists in a high-priced theater to a very limited audience. Here we have four times Mr. Belasco's original audience, seeing a superb production of his play for a quarter of a dollar — and perhaps thirty other audiences, in thirty widely separated cities, are seeing the same thing." "Well?" from the prima-donna. "Just this: wouldn't it be a wonderful thing for the thousands of people who may never see or hear you — through limitations of purse or geography — to see your image on the screen, in a great dramatic part?" "Do you mean that, Morris?" "I was never more serious in my life." "I don't believe that the people would really have any interest in seeing me in pic- tures," she answered, with some solemnity. "They come to the Metropolitan to hear me sing, but if I should lose my voice over night, do you think they would still come Miss Farrar s private car, the "Superb.' to see me? Xo! And they would make unkind remarks, too; I am afraid I should be an awful failure if I relied on acting alone." 1 did not pursue the subject further, but when we had returned to Miss Farrar's house for supper, 1 told everyone at the table that I was try- ing to induce Miss Farrar to pose for moving pictures. "Splendid !" cried her mother. "Think of it, Jerry! When you are away from me I could turn the crank of a machine right here in our home, and really see you, though you would be hundreds of miles awav from me." The next time we met was at Miss Farrar's birthday party. Notwith- standing a happy gathering, she did not seem to be hap- py. The European war, ruining opera on the continent, had deprived her of her customary summer of international activity. "Let's all go to the great fair at San Francisco !" suggested Mrs. Belasco. "Why not make it a business and pleas- ure trip combined." I interposed. "The greatest studios in the world are located at Los Angeles." Miss Farrar drew me to one side, con- fidentially. "I have been thinking very seriously of your suggestion of the other night," she said. "I have seen some pictures, and I believe a new and very great art is being born. Let's make a real business appointment and talk this over." In all my experiences during my ten years' connection with Hammerstein's Vic- toria Theater, where I had to handle every- thing from a Caucasus bear to a Russian giant or a fake Sultan with a large family, I had never been so nervous as when I called on Geraldine Farrar the following Thursday night. I had often been a guest ; now I was just a Gest on business.

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'Winning Farrar' 117 We chatted of various affairs; of my play "Experience" at the Casino— of every- thing except the subject in hand. At length I endeavored to show her what a wonderful thing it would be if her per- formance of "Carmen" could be perpet- uated in motion photography. "There are nine million records of your voice to-day." I declared, "and everyone who owns Farrar records has a 'Carmen' record. Every one of those people, as well as many others, would be more than glad of' the oppor- tunity to see you as an actress even as they now hear you as a singer. Your voice is heard in every American town and city of consequence, and yet you've been in com- paratively few of these places. Do you think that your actual moving personality would have less appeal?" "Do you really think, Morris, that I would be good in moving pictures?" She is entirely unassuming, and unpresuming. which is more. "In music drama 1 always give the best that is in me. but this is a new thing. 1 might be an absolute failure posing before the camera. How can 1 pos- sibly get up any thrills or enthusiasm be- fore a lot of blinding lights and a rumpled man monotonously turning a crank?" I began to walk up and down the floor in excited fashion. I argued as a lawyer be- fore a jury. I told her that she was a na- tional character as well as an international artist, and that it was her duty as an Amer- ican to preserve her art for future Ameri- can edification. When she protested — weak- ening— that she would probably be hailei as a bad actress. c^— _ __ I indignantly re- jf -^ called her tie- \ 1 mendous impersonation of Tosca, her incomparable Ma- dame Butterfly, her wonderful Manon. 1 slept little that night. The next morn- ing 1 called up Jesse Lasky. and made an appointment for luncheon at the Mote Astor. 1 told Mr. I.asky that I had a very big proposition of which 1 wished to talk later — meanwhile, I invited him to the Metropolitan that night, to see Miss Farrar in "Madame Butterfly." He attended, and enthused. Later, at supper in the Knickerbocker. I said suddenly : "What would you say if I told you that I could get Miss Far- rar for your photoplays?" "I should say you were a liar," re turned Mr. Lasky, promptly and cheer- fully. "Well, what would you do if I did get her?" "You put the question wrong. What wouldn't we do?" returned Mr. Lasky. "(Jive me some proposition that I can take to her," 1 answered. "You can say to Miss Farrar," continued Mr. I.asky, "that we will sign her not by the year as some stars are signed; not by the month, or by the week, or by the day, but by the minute, and if necessary by the second. You can tell her that for every minute of daylight she is in Southern California, whether she is at the studio or not, 1 will pay her two dollars — and a royalty, and a share of all profits." I'nlike a great many opera stars, Miss I'arrar is not mercenary. In all our con- versations only the artistic side of her pic- tures had been discussed. We almost had our first serious (|uarrel over her attempt to force me to take the profit-and-royalty clause for myself. 1 at length made her see that my interest was a friendly one, and that I had not invaded her home as a make personal profit. — provided you ('■est go with mc private car," she length. "Agreed!" ered, "if you will yourself to play numbers Rjmsky Korsa- koff's Morris Ccst, the mall who won her.

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118 Photoplay Magazine The Dauntless Producer Director Tom Ince, recently injured in an automobile accident, had a screen suspended from the ceiling of his home in Hollywood, (Cal.) and there, swathed in bandages and with his left arm in splints, superintended the cutting of his screen play, "The Reward, " in order that the picture might be released on schedule time. Dangerous Cleanliness "VYflLLIAM S. HART, actor-director of ** the New York Motion Picture Cor- poration, once had a pet lion and a burly negro who cared for the beast, as it was used in various tropical films Mr. Hart was then taking. Now Mr. Hart has neither negro nor lion. ( >ne day he approached the dinge. and, handing him a huge chunk of kitchen soap, ordered him to give I.eo a bath. Right there the dark gentleman, whose name was Knute (indicating that his par- ents hailed from one of the Scandinavian counties of the Sahara), resigned. "No, suh! Not me!" he exclaimed. Chaplining away. "I don't care fo' no job enough to wash dat lion ! Thupposin' Ah got thum thoap in dat lion's eye !" M Martha Hedman's Debut ARTHA HEDMAN, another lovely •player from the legitimate, is to make her first screen appearance this month. She will play in "The Club," a successful stage vehicle of a few years ago. "W/ILLIAM COURTENAY, recently co- * star witli Doris Keane in "Romance" and leading man with the Boston and New York companies playing "Under Cover." will star in the movies this summer. TTHE photographs of Mary Fuller on ■*• several pages of the June number of PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE, as well as the striking picture reproduced on the cov- er, were by Floyd, New York artist who has taken more photographs of Miss Fuller than any other photographic operator.

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"Close-Ups" By THE EDITOR ONCE upon a time, when baseball was a trade not yet grown into a great and honorable art like war or politics, there was a professional New Eng- land player named Sid Farrar. He ornamented the State of Massachusetts, and the prowess of him is remembered unto this day. But Sid Farrar did more than play ball. He fathered a daughter. What he called her I don't know, but she was Geraldine when she grew up. Geraldine could sing. Geraldine went to Germany to study; the first son of the god of murder nearly went mad over her ; she achieved a really notable career in the Royal Opera of Berlin, and then came home to achieve a much greater one in the most snobbish and really most representative opera house in the world, New York's Metropolitan. Social favor didn't do it. The beauty of a goddess, which is hers, wasn't altogether responsible. She is one of the operatic stage's very greatest dramatic artists; to hear Geraldine Farrar sing "Manon" is not nearly so marvellous as to behold this wayward, wonderful child of Abbe Prevost's imagination, created in panting enchantment before one's very eyes. So Geraldine Farrar has not without reason become a symposium, a living Olympus, an incarnation of feminine stage artistry for this country. She is the biggest single figure on the American stage, and she has just joined the movies. As Sheba came down out of the Libyan desert to Czar Solomon's winter palace, with gold and jewels and camels and fabrics, so Geraldine Farrar, plus a special train and an entourage worthy only of Bernhardt or Jess Willard, will make a royal June progress to the camera set up for her in California. Where now is the paleozoic polyp who sniffed at "working in the pictures" ? Probably trying ineffectually to get in himself. Lovely "Jerry" of the Metropolitan; bisected Bernhardt; all the world's royalty, and most of the world's interesting people have been or are about to be screened. The triumph of active photography is complete. Let us never hear again the snivel that photodrama is a minor art, or not an art at all. People who read these lines will see the day in which the discovery of the steam engine, the harnessing of electricity and the perfection of the motion picture camera will be regarded as equally momentous events for humanity. Active photography is destined to raise the art standard of the world by bringing every art, every land and every interpretative genius to every man's door. Broadway will come to Borneo, and Borneo will go right back to Broad- way. Steam began that universal transfer, electricity gave it a very great impetus, active photography will complete it. Henceforth, if you hear any stage person say or cause to be said: "No, I don't go in for the movies," know one thing: some one has slammed a studio gate right in that person's countenance. St. MY thought of Lasky photoplays always snared up with that sultry pearl, Rita Jolivet. I can't forget her verve and abandon, her mystic smile and her incomparable style in " The Unafraid." Thank heaven for saving so exquisite a thing from a shark's hideous cold kiss when the Lusitania plunged!

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120 Photoplay Magazine I HAVE seen a perfect photoplay: "The Cup of Life." Bessie Barriscale, with a marvellous display of artistry, is the dominating figure of "The Cup of Life," but behind Bessie Barriscale rises the portentous shadow of director Tom Ince. A simple story. Two shop-girl sisters ; one marries a fellow poor as she, and together they rise slowly from poverty to comfort, secure love, and all the ties that bind. The other goes the easiest way to the abyss. This is life, so nobody is killed, and no one has nerve enough to commit suicide. The real tragedy of this friend of a number of gentlemen lies in her continu- ing to exist after all the peachbloom has been kissed off her cheeks, and the limpid purity all quaffed from her eyes. Miss Barriscale's portrait of the femi- nine adventurer along the old red road has never been surpassed on the screen. Speaking for myself, I have never seen it approached. The girl is born pretty — and a rebel. She becomes Little Pompadour in a local Versailles. You see her trick her first master, and laugh at the man who loves her. You see her in Europe — and her new owner suddenly tiring ! Now she is over the crest of the hill, and it is fight, fight, fight to a losing finish. The eyes that were wide and wondering grow narrow and hard. The girlish face transmutes itself into a cosmetic mask. The mouth, artfully carmined to allure, beseems the red door of a white sepulchre. The man who loved her smiles pityingly — but he smiles. The inevitable, inexorable, patient world which she flouted is beating her down to oblivion. She finds surcease in a tumbler. As the last fadeaway dims to nothingness you see her reaching for that needle which is the assassin of yester- day and the abortionist of tomorrow. It would be good for every photoplay actor to observe Arthur Maude, in his remarkable characterization in this drama. SPEAKING of excellences, I must give you the word that the Lasky institu- tion, under the twin sceptres DeMille, spells out for me : Elegance. All really good things in the market have certain inimitable qualities, and elegance is the quality of Laskyland. There is something indefinably right about the Lasky home of wealth and refinement. There those twin horrors of photoplay, the butler and the man- servant, become almost plausible beings. The statues cease from gargoyling, the pictures are not pitchers, the furniture has reason and period, and the polite assemblages of society beseem such assemblages — not the illiterate anarchists' club en masque. The DeMilles are able, too, to produce foreign ministers, and embassy attaches who would not embroil us in war were the units of their respective but not usually respected nations to behold them. Picture-legations usually warrant submarine reprisals at least, but I take it that these DeMilles have been once or twice in Washington, and perhaps on a Cook's tour. As they demon- strate, there are other signs of a Russian than dynamic whiskers. SPEAKING of Russians brings one around, logically as clock-hands, to Jimski Youngovitch, who is so gifted and so energetic that he doesn't have to be just husband to one of the most beautiful women in the world. Russia is Mr. Young's pictorial specialty, even as it is the humorous black beast of most other directors. Atmosphere is as much his individual possession as elegance is Lasky's, or primitive power Tom Ince's, or dramatic poetry D. W. Griffith's. "Hearts In Exile" is absolutely perfect Russia in up-state New York. The melancholy of the steppes, their mysteries, their untutored and unrepressed pas- sions, their superstitions and their devotions — all are in this magical alchemy of a patch of American woods, a pond, a country road and a few cornfields.

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Photoplay Magazine 121 THE only way in which actors differ from other human beings is that they are perhaps a little more human. And being human means that fame, or adulation, or flattery, or sudden dollars, or a skirt, may, at some time in one's career, tip one a little. Merchant princes oscillate from their dead centers from power; flattery makes preachers lean backward ; if you have a weak heart an enemy female is liable to set all your cylinders missing at once. And so there are a lot of nice boys and girls in the picture game who are getting a bit top-heavy for their own good. I don't think it makes much difference to the public, or to their directors, where the directors are wise. Pride goeth before a fall, and the dropsical cranium, actorially speaking, precedeth a new guy in one's part. A few of the conceited are due, presently, to slide out of fame as easily as they slipped in. This comment would not be complete if it did not express the editor's belief that the picture game has been the greatest uplift for actorial sanity since mimic society was added to the arts. Actors in the sun and wind, tempering their muscles against the flint of nature, sobering pride in risks which reach often to their very lives, are not half so susceptible to brain -bloat as the pale noon-riser whose sun is a bunch-light, and whose moon is the second balcony calcium under blue mediums. But there are a few hydrocephalitics inevitably! *. WANTED— badly:— Programme hours on feature films. A standard of projection speed. People are getting weary of seeing their pictures backward. How would you like to read novels that way? It would be no less uninteresting and far less aggravating, for from the last reel, when one's double jitney is in the box, there is no escape save Spartan-shut eyes. The old plea that "movies are a drop-in entertainment" doesn't hold good. That excuse was made for the one-reelers designed only to amuse, and seldom bringing anything but sleep. It takes no more of a man's time, if he knows just where the current feature is at a certain hour, and when it will start again. Wouldn't you feel pleased to see that a new Keystone two-reeler would commence to unwind exactly at 1:00, 2:10, and 3:20? At least you wouldn't butt in at 3:05. The speed pest in the operator's box must also be abated. However, he is seldom to blame. It is usually his manager, desirous of quicker shows, and therefore more dimes, who makes him gallop his plays into a jerky, eye-straining and ludicrous non-semblance of human action and gesture. Every reel should have its tempo marked, and that tempo should be followed with mathematical exactness. PHOTOPLAY is returning to the world the lost art of pantomime. When acting began, it was on the vast outdoor stages of the medieval friars, and in the pineknot hell and rolling-rock thunder the human voice had not much play. Those who squatted, stood or lolled right up next to the exercises were entertained — perhaps— with a monastic jargon of morality verse. But more often the dramatic legend was in bad Latin, which nobody understood save the monks, and they but intermittently. So pantomime grew, and in the universal art of facial expression and gesture were reproduced most of the human emotions. As the miracle plays gave place to real plays, pantomime refined itself accordingly. It reached its highest effectiveness in the Latin countries, but in the last century, with the introduction of the drawing-room drama of England and France, pantomime has fallen away— especially under the influence of England— until only the photoplay has availed to save it from utter desecration and loss. J. J.

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Selig's "Movie Special" THE Selig Polyscope company planned, for as many of its friends and patrons as desire to go. a midsummer excursion to the Pacific Coast — planned it for a single, nice, compact, well ordered private train. Now. however, they seem destined to be travel wholesalers; their single train may expand to three or four sections before it leaves Northwestern Station. Chicago, on the evening of July 8. The special will become a city, or each compartment of it will become a city, in which those who embark will be dwellers for many days. In all the points visited the train will be used as a residential head- quarters. There will be but two exceptions to this rule : Los Angeles and San Francisco. Three days will be spent by the pictorial argonauts at the Rosslyn Hotel, Los An- geles, and a like time at the Cliff House in San Francisco. The trip will have a number of unusual features. It is usually as much as one's life is worth to feed one's dog in the baggage car. Trunks are, of course, beyond access. This trip will be the exception, for — while dogs are hardly anticipated — there will be clear floor space, and a drag-out-your-trunk-any- old-time feeling will scent your round-trip ticket as a sweet perfume. There will also be a movie screen in the observation car, and after the day's optical "take" of scenery has been indulged in. other lands and scenes and people will reel out of the darkness as the train (or trains) rolls on. Some swift tangoing is expected to take Helen's Dangerous Hazard LJELEN HOLMES had a small but ex- ceedingly dangerous accident about two weeks ago. In alighting from one of her several "kept" trains she stumbled and fell, and, her face striking a clump of nettles, one of the poisonous vegetable shafts entered her eye. It was removed in a Los Angeles hos- pital without permanent damage to the optic. » A NOTHER Ibsen play on the screen! ^"•"Ghosts" has already been announced. The newest is the Norwegian's satire cf con- vention and hypocrisy, "Pillars of Society." Henry Walthall is playing the leading role, backed up by Ralph Lewis and Mary Alden. 122 place in the "Caper Car." By day this enigmatic coach will be, not a dining-car. but a restaurant, with continuous service, but at night the folding tables will fold up like the poetical Arab's tent, and sectional maple dancing floors will slide out of no- where, and away will go the lovers of the light fantastic — especially on the curves. Cities and places of import to be visited include Cheyenne. Ogden Canon, Great Salt Lake desert. Lake Tahoe, and San Francisco. The Los Angeles programme of course includes the sights from Pasadena to that jewel of the South Pacific, Catalina ; a study of pictures actually in the taking at the Allesandro street studios, the making of animal films at the Eastlake Jungle Zoo, and a reception by the Selig players. Those who dare will have a side trip pro- vided for them into Old Mexico, and, though the filibusters will penetrate only as far as the picturesque border town of Tia Juana, they may shiver in the absolute cer- tainty that they are at length beyond Wil- sonian jurisdiction, and on revolutionary soil. The San Diego Exposition will be visited. After a trip to the great fair at San Fran- cisco, and looks at interesting San Francisco herself, side trips will be made to Mount Tamalapais and other places to be remem- bered, and the return will be begun. More sights — Salt Lake City, the Royal Gorge, Glenwood Springs, Colorado Springs, the Garden of the Gods, Pike's Peak. Denver, a final hesitation at Kansas City, and — home. Sunday. July 25. Old Favorites Returning ""THEY are going to reissue new positives * of the well-beloved plays of yesteryear in which Alice Joyce and Carlyle Blackwell played to admiring throngs. The decision is the result of the petitions of numerous theatre owners whose patrons have been begging to see the old favorites again. CIEGMUND LUBIN is completing a ^great new studio at Jacksonville. Florida, for the production of photoplays dealing with Southern and tropical life. JACK HOLT, formerly a popular "legiti- mate" road star, will be henceforth a member of the Lubin Western company.

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Dustin Farnum THE VIRGINIAN-' IN SILENT DRAMA By K. Owen TWO men sat in a "movie" theater in a little Maine town. The photoplay was "The Virginian.'' anil the elder of the two. a grizzled veteran of the woods, gazed at the unfolding storv on tile screen witl intense interest. When the hero had his hat shot from his head the old man was lean ing forward half out of his seat with his eyes glued on the screen. Then a ''close up' showed the hero gazing at the ragged bullet holes in the sombrero and the old woods man turned breathlessly his companion. "Hell, Dustin I" he whispered. "1 wouldn't take them chances for as much as forty dol- lars a week." "A n d that is how." concl 11 d e d 1 )ustin f a r n u m with a smile. "I be- came a hero to my guide." To anyone con- versant with Maine guides and their some- times ill-concealed prejudices with regard to those who emplov them, it would seem that Mr. Farnum had been amply recom- pensed for "going into the movies." Every- thing on the screen was real to the old guide. After that whenever Dustin missed, it was the fault of the gun. or the weather, or the guide himself. The king can do no wrong. After James K. Hackett. Dustin Farnum was perhaps the first of the stars of the legitimate stage to foresake it for the mo- tion pictures, although he has no idea of "/ like the pictures because everything is real. It perfects one in the art of pantomime, and the more natural's you act. the better the effect on the screen." making his desertion permanent, as was evidenced by his recent two weeks' engagement in the Burbank Thea- ter (I.os Angeles) in "The Vir- ginian" and "The Squaw Man." "When I first adopted the »»»£ movies — or they adopted lie," said Mr. Farnum. "I was vigorously denounced by many of my contemporaries. 1 still have a number of etters written me several years ago by prominent actors and actresses. calling my 'aban- donment' of the le- gitimate 'disgrace- ful' and 'a prostitu- tion of art' as well as other disagreeable things. Since that time I have received letters from some of the same writers asking for advice as to how they could become equally 'dis- graceful.' Practical- ly 'everybody's doin' it.' and there are few stars who have- not had a fling at the movies." Mr. Farnum was not "lured" into the motion pictures. While in Los Angeles en tour several years ago. he visited the big plant of the Universal company on the outskirts of the city, and rode as a "super" or "extra man" in one of the Universal pictures. He saw great possibilities in the "game" for a man of his talents. That summer he had his first taste of it in stag- ing "The Lightning Conductor." the popu- lar Williamson novel, all over Europe. It was in the nature of an experiment. "Walter Hale. William Elliott and my- self went abroad," he said, "taking our 123

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124 Photoplay Magazine ' Captain Courtesy" was tin last play for Farniim with the Bosworth concern. In producing "Captain Courtesy" Farnum says lie did his hardest work. cars ami several topics of 'The Lightning Conductor.' In Paris we enlisted Helen Bertram and her daughter, who were there. The cast only called for five per- sons and the chauffeur. The part of the latter was played by Fred Kiev, who is now manager of the Jesse L. Lasky studio in I. os Angeles. We followed the entire route as laid down in the story, and every scene was taken where the incident actually occurred in the book. "The following summer I signed with the All Stars and went to Cuba for Richard Harding Davis' 'Soldiers of Fortune.' As I look back on that experience I can remem- ber only the heat." Since reaching Los Angeles, nearly two vears ago. Mr. Farnum has starred in "The Squaw Man," "The Virginian," "Cameo Kirhy" and "Captain Courtesy." The first three were produced by the Lasky company and the last, which at this writing has not been released, by the Bosworth company. In producing "Captain Courtesy," Far- num declares that he did his hardest work. "It was just full of hard work." he said, "but I enjoyed it immensely because I had the opportunity of working \tnder the direc- tion of one of the greatest directors in the business — who is a woman — Lois Weber. I consider her the greatest scenario writer in the country also. With her husband. Phillips Smalley, they make a wonderful team." "Captain Courtesy" was the last play for Farnum as well as the Smalleys with the Bosworth concern. Farnum, at this writing, is a free lance.

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Dustin Farnum 125 "I have only one definite plan for the future." he said as he rocked thoughtfully on the porch of his beautiful bungalow at Hollywood. "That is a long European tour as soon as the war is over. If I enter into any lengthy contract it will be stipulated that I can terminate it any time that peace is declared. Then I will take my car and a cameraman and hike for the continent to go over every foot of the country I became so familiar with in times of peace." It might be mentioned parenthetically that the noted star is not a confirmed neu- tral. He reads everything he can find con- taining war news or comments and is a hard rooter for the — But that's "inside stutf" and really has nothing to do with Farnum's relation to the film world, and the legitimate stage. lie savs he loves both and will never desert either permanently. "I like the pictures." he said, "because everything is real. The trees are real, the hills and valleys are real. The cowbovs are the real thing, and the Indians also. The work is tremendously educational and in- structive for those whose experience has been confined to the legitimate stage. It perfects one in the art of pantomime, and the more naturally you act the better the effect on the screen. Since the release of "The Virginian" Mr. Farnum has been constantly besieged via the mails for autographed photos, and in only a few instances have the besiegers been other than boys. "They always tell me their ages and how they like me. and the appeal cannot be re- sisted. I know how such a character ap- pealed to me when I was a youngster who worshiped the westerner of stage and story. Yesterday I mailed out 1 18 photographs, so vou see it will be necessarv to keep working if the boys keep writing. "But I wouldn't have them stop for any- thing because I think boys are great. It's too bad that they must grow up to be men." "The work is tremendously educational and instructive for one ivho has been confined to the legitimate stage. "

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12S Photoplay Magazine "He had a gun that long ! " Irvin Cobb Brings the Trenches to California. The war correspondent, just returned from Europe, tells Edgar Selwyn a vivid story of the fighting in Flanders. When Mr. Selwyn went to the Lasky studio in Hollywood, to appear in a photo-dramatiza- tion of his play, "The Arab," Mr. Cobb accompanied him for recreation after many terrible weeks of war. Between the two men stands Mrs. Selwyn — Margaret Mayo, author of "Baby Mine." Here's to the Guy Here's to the guy that saw the show Five or six times three years ago: Who doggedly persists in telling you so — Here's to that guy ! Here's to the guy that loves Blanche Sweet. Tells you she's married and can't be beat : Who expounds all the dishes she likes to eat — Here's to that guy ! Here's to the guy that loves slap-stick. The guy from Oshkosh — the simple ''hick ;" Who delights in calling Mary. "Pick" — Here's to that guy! And here's to the guy that will softly steal Across your corns in the climax reel ; Xo matter how lovely the blame things feel- Well — here's to that guy ! — By Walt House. Scientific Advertising WICTOR MOORE, appearing in * "Chimmie P'adden" for the Lasky Company, was in Mexico a short time ago. "There was an undertaking shop in a small town," he says, "in the window of which the proprietor had tastefully ar- ranged a number of samples of his embalm- ing abilities. "There was a recruiting station ill the same room, and a sign in the window read : " 'Welcome! Come join the ranks!'" Boo-Hoo! 17 ROM my eyes two large tears started. * 1 >own my cheeks they flowed and smarted. As I sat all broken-hearted. Barred by fate from Paradise. All the merry crowds were going. Where the latest films were showing, Leaving me with grief o'er-flowing, 'Cause I didn't have the price. — Elmer E. Johnson.

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.iiwjMMtiwwv,iiiiii,iMiiMViniMiiii.in»iiiiiiii I iiiii'n iiiiiiiw.ifHy.v/'.y' ^>,\r:,:[i\[\:\\(ffi\i\[\^?/:.>l>!mi/vv\iW!xiv/xw>.'Mw':/>m Hints on Photoplay Writing ;^^^^vrlVl^v^^y//t■|^VlVLVi^Vl^v^l^,^^JV■^^^v^^'J;^v/^l^^^l^7■^7ri/^.v■'l\\v/l^^^'.i^y f | \^l^^/^^^m7^iY1\^v■^^v.^^^^^^^^v.^^^^^^^^^^^l1vo;.v.^^nw^7^■T,yx^^^Nli^ Photoplay Magazine's authority In this department Is one of the most successful scenario editors and writers In the world. Many of the most Interesting film features are his creations. Ill T( ) those who may not have read the preceding articles dealing with sce- nario writing 1 must pay brief atten- tion. Always make your synopsis as short as possible ; outline your plot in fifty words, if you can : and bring out the strong points of the story. Condense your scenes, and use very simple language. Tell your story — if a drama — in from .35 to 40 scenes; and if a comedy, in from 50 to 75 scenes. Leave slap-stick comedies alone. There is no market for them. A sample scenario was published in the March issue of Photoplay Magazine which, to any intelligent reader, will con- vey more information as to the form of evolving a photoplay than any number of pages of advice that I. or anyone else could hope to bestow. If you have not seen it. take my advice and get a copy of the March issue. It will save you time, worry and money. Some scenario editors have declared that they only con- sider the synopsis, (or plot) of a submitted photoplay, and prefer to work out the scenes themselves, or have this work done by one of their staff writers. Hut in such cases, usually, the writer is offered such a small sum for the plot alone that it is not wortli while to give it away — that is if the plot is an original one. And then it practically relegates you to the "boob class." No. take it from me. always evolve your scenario in full, and leave it to the scenario editor or director to make altera- tions in it if they will — (and they always will, no matter how good it may be, more Condense your scenes. Use very simple lan- guage. If a drama, tell your story in from thirty five to forty scenes; if a comedy, in from fifty to seventv - five scenes. is the pity in many, many cases perhaps!). However, these articles are not intended to condemn certain studio methods, so I must keep to the matter in hand. In evolv- ing your scenario you must pay great care and thought to the "continuity" of the scenes. You must visualize your story as you go along, and bear your characters in mind, as you would your pawns on the chess board. You must always remember where each character is supposed to be. and where vou have left him. or her. so that you can bring the character in easily when next wanted. Always create a logical reason for each character to lie in each scene depicted. Don't have them wandering aimlessly about. And. above all. never have all your characters in the same scene. That is fatal. Keep them scattered a bit. so that you can flash back from one to the other. If you have them all in the same scene, and that scene is finished, then you have no other scene containing one of your characters to shift to. You can understand what I mean. I hope? I have on several occasions found myself stuck in this predicament and have had fo resort to a "Close-Up" of one or more of my characters, thus leaving one of the other characters an opportunity to escape from the scene, so that I could locate that char- acter in the next scene and give me some one to shift to. and also give me the chance of cutting back to the preceding scene, and so preserve my continuity. A "Close-Up" is a technical term in photoplay writing, which means that a very close up view of a 12

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130 Photoplay Magazine character, or characters, is taken by the camera, and employing only a very small part of a scene. If you study pictures on the screen you will know what I mean. Use these "Close-Ups" frequently. The direct- ors like them, and it familiarizes the audi- ence with the .characters, and helps to break the monotony of distant and semi-distant scenes. It is the little unusual touches that are brought into a scenario that very often make it worth while, and these little touches are, more often than not. the results of "Close-Ups" skill- fully employed. Such as the "Close-Up" of a hand with a discolored finger nail. That may be the clue to the identification of a murderer, and can be worked in later on. and per- haps lay the basis for a big scene in the play. Of course the producing director will insert "Close-Ups" to suit himself, but if these little touches are thought out by the author, the director will hold him in higher esteem, because he will recognize that he- has knowledge of the technique of photo- play writing and knows his business. Thai is one reason why staff writers are employed in studios. They know how a scenario should be evolved, or if they don't know, they don't last very long. One of the chief points in good scenario writing is to preserve a logical continuity. By this we mean that the scenes and the action of the story must run along in a smooth sequence, without illogical jumps and breaks. Occasionally the continuity must be pre- served by the careful use of "Subtitles" and "Inserts." but these must be sparingly used and avoided when possible. The less reading matter you impose on the screen, the better. The employment of long, tedious "Subtitles" shows the hand of the ignorant writer of photoplays. The pub- lic does not like them, and the exhibitors hate them. They prefer to pay for scenes and action, and not for printed matter on their screens. On the subject of "Subtitles" and "In- serts" we will deal in a later article, and explain what can be judiciously used and what should be carefully avoided. In the writing of comedies I cannot too Use "Close-Ups" frequently. The dir- ectors like them and it familiarizes the audience with the characters strongly urge that anything of a "suggest- ive" nature should be kept away from. It does no author credit, and will always offend the best class of the public. Let your aim and object be to keep the moving picture screen clean and inoffensive to man. woman and child. A great number of so- called comedies being exploited by repu- table film companies are. unhappily, trying to draw laughs by offensive methods, and undoubtedly draw the horse- laughs from the vociferous rough-necks, but the watch- ful daily press is already ut- tering a protest and the bet- ter class of moving picture patrons is beginning to evince disgust at having its feelings jarred by crudities that would not be tolerated on the speaking stage. Let the other fel- low write that sort of stuff. It won't lead him far in the end. In working out your "Continuity" — that is, your scenes as they follow each other — make a judicious use of "Cut Backs" and " Flash Hacks," to create suspense and make the value of your main scenes duly felt. Xo scene should be too long. If the action of a scene is vitally important and threatens to be too prolonged, then break it up by flashing to some other scene, or insert a "Close-Up" or a letter or a worded "In- sert," and then flash back to the scene you have broken into. This will relieve the sit- uation and make the interest centered in that scene more intense. Now. all free-lance scenario writers, be- sides being anxious to gain all knowledge they can of technique and the proper form in which to submit their plays, are also vitally interested in learning the best and easiest way of marketing them. There is no easy way. There are hundreds of thou- sands of people writing photoplays, and there is a very limited market : that is to say. just at the present moment. A great number of the film producing companies are going in almost wholly for adaptations of published novels and old plays which have outlived their drawing power on the speaking stage. This state of things won't last long, be- cause the public is heartily sick of them already, and the exhibitors are clamoring for original stories. All the stage plays have been adapted in different forms by

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Hints on Photoplay Writing 131 scenario writers in the past few years. under various titles, and the plots are well hackneyed, and when the film companies have dropped all the money they are will- ing to lose in trying to force these time- worn stories on the puhlic in the guise of big "Features," then they will hustle like triad to secure the original plots which the virile scenario writer has evolved from the hack of his cranium. So you must not de- spair. You writers with original ideas, who have learned how to properly express them in the form of practical photoplays, will come into your own. and you will land heavily with both feet. These tedious, padded, long-drawn-out. so-called features are driving many thou- sands of picture fans away from their favorite form of amusement, and in the near future the one. two. and (strong) three reel stories will be the crying de- mand of the exhibitors. A feature of four reels or over will have to be something very exceptional to secure a market at all. So guard your original plots as if they were worth their weight in gold. They will be. Now. to return to the present state of the scenario market. Very few of the estab- lished firm-producing companies are buying original material at all. Nearly all the staff writers are engaged in making adap- tations from old books and mildewed plays, and heart-breaking work they are finding it, too : as the dramatic situations are. as a rule, few in number, and much invention has to be done to pad them into the required Jive reels. With a great number of adapta- tions from published novels it is different, because they cover a long period of time, and they are often full of dramatic incidents, w h i c h can be woven into telling scenes. The stage plays which have been adapted from published books have invariably made the best film productions, but they have nearly all been done, and what we are going to see in the immediate future in the way of adap- tations into features is going to ring the knell for that sort of thing. The Universal Company has advertised that it is not in the market for outside scripts. Mr. James Dayton, the scenario editor of the Universal, and his efficient army of staff writers are working hand-in- There is only one way to market your photo- plays. Send them in directly to the scenario departments of the reputable companies. All manuscripts must be typewritten, and must be clean glove with the producing directors and covering all needs. The Universal Com- pany does not supply sample scenarios on application any more ; neither do the Es- sanay. Selig or Kalem Companies, and, in fact, I have been asked by every film com- pany that used to extend this favor to writers to announce the fact that they have discontinued the practice of furnishing sample photoplays. Mr. Phil Lang, the courteous scenario editor of the Kalem Company, informs me that he is willing to consider two and three reel modern dramas, and one reel farce comedies suitable for their comedians. So. writers should study the Kalem pictures on the screen whenever possible and try and get a line on their style of output. The Kalem Company has always been a good market for free-lance writers, and they always receive kindly con- sideration from Mr. Phil Lang. I do not know of any other film company at present in the market for photoplays. I have received innumerable letters from writers who have been victimized by so- called "Scenario Schools" and "Photoplay Clearing Houses" — some complaining, that they have parted with various small sums to have their scripts revised, and others for having paid quite respectable sums for "Courses of Instruction," and all asking my advice as to what they should do, because they have received no material benefits from their outlay of good money. The only advice I can give is. to avoid the bee. Don't get stung twice ! At least, not in the same place: it is apt to smart! I have also received complaints from some of these "Schools" which aim to teach scenario writing, and from several "Clearing Houses," all claiming that they conduct themselves in a legitimate manner and are. in fact. philanthropists of the first water ; and that in one of my late articles I have injured their busi- ness seriously, because I advised all writers to keep their good money in their pockets. I repeat that advice here and now. I made the statement that no reputable sce- nario editor will consider scenarios sub- mitted from any of these "Schools" or "Clearing Houses." and I will be very glad indeed to receive word from all scenario editors and staff writers as to their opinions

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132 Photoplay Magazine of the usefulness of any of these "Schools" or "Clearing Houses," and will make known to our readers through the pages of the Photoplay Magazine the expert views of each editor and staff writer who will l>e kind enough to respond to this call. That people of this class should be al- lowed to separate hard-working writers from their petty- cash is, in my opinion, an unhappy Mot on the Moving Picture in- dustry, and cannot be erased too thorough- ly or too soon. The leading light of one of these so- called "Clearing Houses" has written to me, asking that I should endorse his insti- tution, claiming that through their efforts a number of photoplays have been sold to the various film companies. To make good his boast he appended a list of photoplays which had been sold, but strange to relate, they had all been written by one of the "Consulting Editors" of the "Clearing House, who, undoubtedly, is one of the gentlemen who reads and revises the sce- narios sent to them by the poor, gullible free-lance writers. If I had an original plot, I would be very cautious of allowing it to fall into that "Consulting Editor's" hands!!! On the face of that showing. I cannot conscien- tiously see my way clear to endorse that in- stitution. There is only one way to market your photoplays. Send them in directly your- self to the scenario departments of the reputable film companies, and enclose a stamped, self-addressed envelope for return of the scenario should it prove unavailable. The script must be typewritten and must be clean. A blank sheet of paper placed at the back of the manuscript will keep it so. Writers are, naturally, reaching out to secure all the expert information they can, and it is the earnest endeavor of this de- partment of the Photoplay Magazine to advise them, each month, so that they may find a market for their efforts and to steer them against pitfalls. I receive a great many requests from writers asking me to read their photoplays and to advise them about them. My opinion on a scenario would not have the value that you might think. I am not in the market for photoplays. Send them to scenario editors of the companies that buy scenarios. You must be your own doctor. No one can help you in that way. I always refuse to read other people's photoplays. They may contain highly original plots, and the temptation might be too great ! ! ! TO ALL WHO ARE INTERESTED IN SCENARIOS ' I "HE customs of film manufacturing companies — like the fashions and the * weather — are subject to change, and for good reasons which appear from time- to time. Until recently most of the film manufacturing companies in the United States solicited contributions from independent writers, and even sent sample scenarios as a gratuitous furtherance to constructive knowledge. But the film man- ufacturing industry has reached such proportions and importance that practically every well-known writer has been called upon for some part of his product — everybody, nowadays, seems "writing for the pictures." This has ended the sample scenario possibility, perforce of circumstances. This statement is made in justice to readers of this department. While sample scenarios have been sent out, just as was stated, very recent managerial orders in the offices of the big corporations have done away with this rule. For a fuller explanation, read Capt. Peacocke's department above. It is interesting — and sinister — to note that the fake Photoplay School, accord- ing to the direct statement of the biggest film manufacturers, has so flooded the scenario editors' offices with worthless manuscripts that in many places scripts by independent writers are not being considered, and will not be considered until the screen literary arena is cleared of the worthless glut of fakir's trash that these Photoplay Schools have thrown into it.

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Photoplay Magazine 133 Attention, Lads! r\OROTHY G1SH. of the Reliance, is *^ a young lady of quick wit. The other night at a little supper given in her honor by a few friends, somebody proposed an informal hut enthusiastic toast : "Miss Gish forever!"' "No!" retorted the young lady, promptly, "No, not Miss dish forever. I hope!" Off the Screen [ LAUGH when she is happy, * 1 cry when she is sad : When site weeps I am mournful. When she smiles I am glad. l*d gladly fight the villain, Who chases her aroun' ; (lee. if I had but a chance I*d knock the coward down! Alas. I cannot do it. She really won't let me. The husband of the heroine Is the villain — don't you see? — Albert /■'. Munroe. The Perfect Central T WARREN KERRIGAN, better known J * as "Jack"' Kerrigan, is noted for his sweet disposition : but anybody with the name of Kerrigan is bound to have some pepper in his mafce-up. The other day Jack was on the phone trying to get a number and in a hurry to get back to his scene. The central operator was particularly slow and stupid. All she seemed able to say was, "I do not know. I will give you Information." "You've given me the wrong number three times." cried Jack in irritation. "Are you crazy?" Rack again came the response: "I do nut know. I will give you Information !" j I' BIN has selected a constellation *"* 'for its leads in the forthcoming pro- duction of the famous old Drury Lane melodrama. "The Great Ruby." Among those present will be Ada Rehan. Blanche Hates and Charles Richman. Discovered! A Reason for Waiters A PEW MORE tips amp) rui_ HAVE ENOUGH TO BUY ANOTHER. 4PAf?TMENT HOUSt AT LAST TH£ MYSTERY IS CLEARED UP. ^OR. YbAf^S tVE BEEN TRYING TO FIGoREr OUT JUST WHY waiters we tee BOR.N. Ajter long and patient effort, Prof. Hoozis, the efficiency expert, has found a use for the backs oj waiters, which, up to this time, have been wasted on restaurant patrons. — Goldberg, in Puck.

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134 Photoplay Magazine Pauline Bush: Mrs. Allan Dwan FILMLAND had a real romance this month, when Pauline Bush married Allan Dwan, Mary Pickford's di- rector. Miss Bush and Mr. Dwan are two of the most popular folk in the motion picture world, and their wedding is the culmination of a romance which began four years ago. The marriage took place at Mission San Juan Capistrano. one of the most beautiful of the old California missions, and was celebrated by Father Sullivan, priest of the parish. It was here that they met four years ago. There is an old rosebush at the mission, huge in dimensions, which bears red roses, and one of these Miss Bush handed Mr. Dwan on the occasion of their first meeting. But it was all a scene in a picture. However, roses from this same bush decorated the chapel when the wed- ding took place. Mary Pickford. Donald Crisp and ( >wen Moore assisted at the ceremony. Mrs. Dwan writes as well as acts, many of her most popular photoplays having been written by herself. Mr. Dwan is at pres- ent directing a Mary Pickford picture. So both are busy on their projects at present. But as soon as possible, probably within the next two weeks, they are to take a long camping motor trip through the California mountains, for both love the wild life. Mr. and Mrs. Dwan are hotel residents at present, but they have drawn up plans for a beautiful bungalow to be built in mission style, in Hollywood. There are to be dogs and horses, too. There is a hig tree already on the building site. Kidding a Philistine LJERBERT RAWLINSON is a fellow ' *of infinite jest. He met a stranger from the middle west at a party the other night, and the man ex- pressed curiosity as to what the actor did for a living. "Oh. I work for the Universal," said Rawlinson. When the man showed he didn't know what the Universal was. Rawlinson to get even put up a job on him. He told the man he would take him to an interesting place next day. but wouldn't explain its nature. They motored out to Universal City, and Mr. Rawlinson invited the stranger into the dining room. Here the latter's eyes fairly popped from his head at the motley array of movie actors. A lamb chop was doing a fade-away for a Roman senator ; a Grecian maiden was absorbing gently but firmly a pint of split- pea soup : a Spanish grandee was taking the lead in a pork-and-bean scenario ; a French maid of Marie Antoinette's day in- vestigated a ripe Hungarian goulash, and a Chinese mandarin was operating on a Mexican tamale. "What place is this?" demanded the stranger in a frightened tone. "Why. this is the lunatic asylum I" ex- plained Rawlinson. The stranger fled. How Mary Got the Poodle jV/IARV PICKFORD has a new Japanese *"■* poodle. He's a tiny scrap of a fellow, and the way Mary got him is interesting. One day last week she was tripping down Spring Street in Los Angeles. Right ahead of her a man was walking. Out of the man's pocket protruded a small white woolly head set with two bright eyes. Mary caught up with the man. She just had to pet that doggie. "Please," she said in her own appealing little way. "I want to buy that dog." The man looked astonished. "He isn't for sale. I'm taking him home to my little girl. But — aren't you Mary Pickford?" "Yes, I am." acknowledged Mary. "All right, you can probably have him." declared the man. "I know Jessie would be glad to give him to you. Only you'll have to come and ask her yourself !" Never was child more delighted than small Jessie, to receive her famous visitor. Mary got the poodle, and though the little girl asked only for a set of photographs in return, which were willingly promised, she found a twenty-dollar gold piece on the table after the famous little actress left.

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"My Leadin Man" A QUESTION BATTLE WITH ARTHUR JOHNSON By Lottie Briscoe EDITOR'S NOTE: Miss Briscoe is without doubt the most literarily gifted of ait the photoplay actresses. She has written many stories and poems, which have found publica- tion during the last few years in the leading American periodicals. She is also a clever and very convincing actress, and has created some absorbingly interesting women of the photoplay. Illustrations by the Lubin Studios AX actress in her lifetime is apt to play many parts: especially such as i. who have appeared in Shake- speare, stock, vaudeville, and the "Art of the People." photo- drama. I have had many strange commissions, yet — really! — my most interesting and novel commission was Photoplay Magazines as- signment to interview my own leading man, Arthur Johnson. I remembered my first meeting with him over three and one-half years ago. I recollect how he deceived me by his funereal manner, and his assumption of pon- derous dignity, an assump- tion which sat well upon his six feet of lean length, and his melancholy face. My blood ran cold, but at the end of half an hour he broke down and confessed that he had been fooling me all the time. He has never been anything but a grown-up kid. When I thought of this. I took on a little confidence. I believed that hi could be interviewed without severe pain to either of us. "Why d) you wish to see me in the office ?'' he asked suspiciously, as I spoke to Don't I see you ," I answered. n'm over the telephone. " >ften enough at work?" "You hurt me, Arthur 'This is a literary matter." The appointment w a s arranged without further casualties. Being an actress, and not a real newspaper woman, of course I had to dress for the part. I put on a tailor-made skirt and a tailor-made shirt- waist— such as I had seen a reporter wear in a picture- - and promptly at 11 was waiting for my subject, vic- tim and hero. Looking at me in astonish - as he entered, he "What's the new What are you pull- ing: He is not a physically strong inatu His spirit uxors out his body." meat, asked : fad? J?" "I have come to interview you," I said, with that sim- ple directness which Robert \Y. Chambers tells us is majestic. "Get out I" he exclaimed in amused scepticism. "When the interview is finished," I corrected. 1 abstracted the note-book and pencil which real reporters never use. "Tell me the history of your life. When were you born? Who were your father and mother? 135

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136 Photoplay Magazine Where did you go to school? What theatrical companies have you been with? Were you ever in a circus? Did you ever play Hamlet? Were you ever an acrobat? Were you ever in jail? Did you ever play in vaudeville? Mow many picture com- panies have vqu been with? Arc you nutty on any subject? What are your views on German professors, as infantrymen, and do vou believe in the baked potato as a food for fat men ?" Mr. Johnson thought over these momen- tous issues in several minutes of silence. He said, not unkindly: "I don't believe the photoplay public cares where I was born or how old I am. or whether 1 believe that coffee-drinking is responsible for the spread of high heels among women. I believe that all they care about is good pictures, and whether or no I play a con- vincing role." "You're wrong!" I interrupted. "They are interested in you — with the same wonder that makes some men inventors, others explorers and still others profes- sional lovemakers. These are just different manifestations of a universal trait: curiosity. Will you answer questions if 1 put them to you?" "Uninteresting ones — yes." "How old arc vou?" "Thirty-three." "When were you born?" "Thirty-three years ago." "What was your father?" "A clergyman. All clergymen's sons turn out bad — or become actors." "Where were vou born?" '"Way Down East." "Please don't be so theatrical ! What companies did you play with?" "All sorts. Sometimes 1 got my salary." "Your beginnings — " "Were in melodrama. T was with James J. Corbett, when W. A. Brady was manag- ing him. Corbett, Brady and I had roles in the same piece, and it hasn't yet been decided which was the worst actor of the three." "At any rate. Corbett did meet Johnson !" My jokelet was vicious in its very weakness. I hastened along: "Hut were you ever really an actor — I mean, did you ever play Shakespeare?" "Robert Mantell was much kinder to me than to the Bard of Avon. He let me commit all sorts of Shakespearean offenses "/ spoke to libit over the telephone." in his company without hinting at murder." "And the start in pictures?" "I had heard that the Biograph com- pany wanted people, so I went down to their studio in New York city. I was introduced to David Wark Griffith, and 1 asked him for a job. He said, decisively: 'You're too tall — but if you could cut the heels off your boots, you might do.' As those were my only boots. I couldn't think of sacrificing the thing which was nearest my sole : but a little later, the difficulty was somehow overcome, and I became a Biographer. The company consisted of Mary Pickford. Billy Quirk'. Mack Sennett and myself. Those were the days when we made up our story as we went along — and when the Biograph thought it would be a Federal offense to let out the names of its actors." I interrupted. "I know ! We used to invent stories with Essanay!" Mr. John- son continued : "I left the Biograph to join the Reliance. I remained with Reliance about four months, and about the middle of 1911 1 joined l.ubin. You came up to the Lubin mourner's bench in January, 1912, so finish the story yourself." He was on the way to the door when I shouted : "Here — come back!" "Well?" "Which do you like best ; acting or directing?"

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"My Leading Man" 137 "Oh, be seriousl'' "I can't, looking at ; newspaper woman." "What is your favorite part?" "A good one." "Who is your favorite actor?" "Pop Lubin, I really must before I go, write down: 'My actress, my favorite leading woman, is trying to play go ; but favorite Modesty overwhelms me. I simply can't give you this gifted person's name. Arthur Johnson in repose is of the ministerial type. His face always reminds me of Sir Henry Irving's, but his face is assuredly no index of his mind, for he is one of the most continually funny men I have ever known. I have seen him seriously hurt in the taking of pictures — yet make a joke of his accident that would set the whole company laughing. As an actress, what I particularly like about Johnson's acting is his wonderful reserve power, his sincerity and his natural- ness. To use technical slang : he never "chews the scenery." That is, he never overacts. His is the art which conceals art. Time and again, he and I go over a melo- dramatic scene to make the final rendition appear perfectly natural and logical. He is not a physically strong man. His spirit wears out his body. He works with- out letup. His mental and spiritual energy are a consuming fire. I have often won- dered that he does not break down, for directing and acting at the same time is no easy matter to an artist, to a man who puts his whole soul and spirit into his work. He literally as well as figuratively burns him- self out, and no man can stand that for- ever.* '.Miss Briscoe's words were prophetic. Shortly after her interview was written Mr. Johnson was removed to a Philadelphia hos- pital, suffering from nervous prostration. He is now mi the way to recovery. With Frohman at Death's Threshold 1 1 "HE I.usitaiiia assassinations appear to Have touched every branch of Ameri- can social, mercantile and artistic endeavor. Not the least unusual of many remarkable experiences was that of Rita J olivet, queen of drama spoken or screened. Miss Jolivet. after finishing some highly interesting pho- toplays in California, was en route to Lon- don for a short visit. So far as is known. Miss Jolivet was the last person to con- verse with the famous American theatrical manager, Charles Frohman. They stood together at the rail as the stricken liner heeled over slowly to its death. Mr. Froh- man did not appear over-anxious to embark in any of the boats. "Why fear death?" he said to Miss Jolivet. smiling. "It is the most beautiful of life's adventures!" Just then the water struck them. A few hours later Miss Jolivet. drenched and exhausted, but alive, was landed at Kinsale. The next day Mr. Frohman's body was identified in a Queenstown morgue. The peaceful smile was fixed forever upon his still face. Charles Frohman was a brother of Dan- iel Frohman, managing director of The Famous Players, and was heartily inter- ested in active photography. Since Daniel Frohman will probably take up his broth- er's duties, this untoward event may unite Rita Jolivet still closer the pictorial and dramatic stage.

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138 Photoplay Magazine The Explanation ]~\URING the intermission between the **f usual comedy scene and "The Perils of Pauline," a number of young men got into an argument as to the relative merits of the causes of the various combatants in the European War. As each gave his preference, the one "neutral" in the party took out his note book and put down the name of each coun- try as its defender spoke up. Here they are: Germany Russia Austria Belgium France England Servia Turkey. — James Henderson, Chitwood, Mo. Snapping George I^ING GEORGE V, King of Great *"■ Britain and Ireland, Emperor of India and of Lands across the Sea, Defender of the Faith, and all that sort of thing, is to be the hero of a movie if the deep laid plot of a prominent producer produces fruit. Plans have been in progress for some time to secure a movie of the career of the King of England. Movies of Big Willie, Nick, and old man Poincare will probably follow. Those in favor of Prexy Wilson's neu- trality proclamation say "Aye." New York and Russia in Cahoots ^"\N the thirtieth of September last, the ^^ Russian Government issued an edict forbidding the shipment of films anywhere throughout the length and breadth of the empire by parcels post. As if to show its friendliness with the Power which has supplied it with so many of its recent citizens, New York City passed a similar ordinance the other day in which the transportation of movie films in any shape at all is forbidden on the city's sub- way system. Now, in order to get films which the subway formerly carried at the rate of fifty or sixty miles an hour to the various thea- tres, the exchanges have to do an early morning milk-wagon trick. And Still They Come C" KEDERICK. C. Taylor of the Taylor * Theatrical Enterprise at 249 West 42nd Street, New York City, was convicted of defrauding would-be movie stars early this month and sentenced to nine months in the penitentiary. Most of his victims were hard working people who labored long and stinted them- selves to pay him his fee of from twenty to fifty dollars. One was a widow who had been left penniless with three children after she paid him the thirty dollars which he had assured her would be the nucleus for a lifelong income for herself and her little ones. Ten Sure Laughs Pie in the face. Any kick in usual location. The butler. Father's wrath. Any lake without a guard-rail. A syphon. The minister. The societv mother. Any evening party. A swat on the konk (*). (♦) The harder the funnier. As a rule directors instruct the actors not to fracture one anothers' skulls, as this sort of thine is followed by severe convulsions in the audience.

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This Fragment of Film idly wound through a machine exhibiting war pictures in a Cincinnati emporium of movies, lias reunited a husband and wife long lost to each other. The man is Allen A. Campbell, Engineer of the I' n i o n Gas & Elec- tric Company of- Cincinnati, and resident at the' Munro ho- tel. Mrs. Camp hell before her marriage was a Hospital nurse in New York City. They quarreled over Campbel removal to hio Mrs. C a m p bell would not go. In anger several months passed their mutual in which let- ters were not exchanged. Then neither could find the other. This picture shows Mrs. Campbell — as indicated by the white arrow — landing with another group of American nurses, from La Lorraine at Havre, France, bound for the war zone. A letter forwarded by Mr. Campbell's brother reached the young wom- an, ami it is said that the"' m ut u a 1 and- \ happy agree-; ^J i ment has it that she is 'to cease being- of the regi- s not to be an daughter ampbell ibsolutely stationary figure in Cincinnati. Movie Romance OCREEN-BORN phantom, magic-grown, •^You are quite the most delightful Sweetheart I have ever known In this age whose costs are frightful. All the outlay when I woo, Is a trifling jit or two. II How I love your pretty things, Dainty as your swift caresses! Gowns for every social flurry, — Lacy things or soft or furry, Setting off your gems and rings. Wear them all. dear. — I should worry! I don't buy your dresses. Ill Loving thus removes the chance Of commercialized romance. For, should I grow weary of you, Not a court could make me love you, No old judge with visage stony Could decree you alimony: — Frank Williams. Coney Island Style Mr. Chaplin, Champion of Langhnuikers, and Mr. Arbiickle, the Giggle Dreadnought, arc snapped at the 'Frisco Fair with an actor friend. 139

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?Sbe BOSS <%ELWELL LAWRENCE THE STORY Or A STRONG MAN Illustrations from the Brady-World Photoplay WHEN the drawing-room door had closed behind the angry backs of the two Griswolds, father and son. Mike Regan, triumphing over them at last, turned sharply to the girl who. with her hands clenched at her sides, faced him defiantly from across the room. His hard little eyes seemed to pierce her through as his heavy, salient jaw. squared. "I'm not much on makin' love speeches. Miss Griswold." he growled, "hut I'll say this : you're a thoroughbred to marry me to save their skins, and — " "That is not the reason, as you know," she interrupted him with cold contempt. "Do you think that if it was merely a mat- ter of facing poverty with my family I would consent to this? Never! You've hounded my father to the brink of ruin, but it isn't our- selves I am thinking of." "Who then?" His hands in his pockets, his teeth clenched on a big cigar, Re- g a n ' s restless energy was con- quered for one carious moment. "The poor men and women who have trusted their money in father's banks, and whose life savings would go if he failed." Her eyes flashed her utter loathing of the man before her. "The people whose homes you own and who spend the wages you pay them in the sa- loons you run to trap them. No! It isn't MO "/ consent to marry you," she tone, "on one for ourselves I care; it's, for them." She turned away with a gesture of repulsion. her breast heaving with the intensity of her emotion. Regan drew a quick breath. She was glorious, splendid, true in every situation to her breeding and social position. With his lack of all the qualities she had. could be have chosen a more suitable wife? he asked himself, his eyes gleaming his satis- faction. And yet, underlying the aggres- sive egoism which demanded marriage with her to expunge the memory of his tene- ment-house birth and bar-tending adoles- cence, glowed something new — something deep and tender that annoyed even as it awed him. He loved her as only a man loves into whose life no woman has come until his prime. As he stood there accepting mutely both her scorn a n d her sacrifice, h i s mind went back to that day w h e n lie had seen her first working among the tenement- dwellers in the slums he knew so well. He had been there on an er- rand of mercy himself, hut she did not know- that and proba- went on in her cool, aloof blv never would : condition." vely few peol)ic ever did divine his pitying tenderness for the poor, or his shy, gruff philanthropies. "It's for them!" she had said, and with the words bound him wholly to her wor- ship and service.

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The Boss 141 "I consent to marry you," she went on in her cool, aloof tone, "on one condition, and that must be understood between us before we go any farther." lie shifted the cigar between his teeth. "What is it ?" he asked, quietly. Regan had bought in the belief that it would please her. But the girl gave no sign, and they commenced their strange, hostile life, each occupying a different wing of the house and only meeting at dinner or when they went out together to "That my obligation to you shall cease with the marriage ceremony ; that 1 Mi shall be your wife in name only. Do you understand quite clearly?" He stared at her fixedly. "I get you," he said. "If that's what you want, all right." He surveyed his ill fitting evening clothes rumi- natively. "I'm no beauty, and I'm not very handy with the mush, but — " and his jaw snapped — "you'll love me yet like I — love vou, or my name isn't Regan !" She measured him, repelled. "If we understand each other on the point I mentioned, there's no need of our talking longer, is there? You will excuse me, I am sure. Good night." Mute and defenceless before the weapons of her contemptuous courtesy, he watched her yearningly as she swept from the room. Two months later, as Emily Griswold had promised, they were married and went to live in a big, cold barn of a place that various entertainments. And day by day, blunder- "nglv and inarticulately. Regan sought to convey to ier the passion that, like a swift stream, was widening and deepening a new channel in ilis life. Crudely, because he could express himself in no other way. he poured out his love in a stream of expenditures. Underlying the egoism of smothering Emily with every the one-time bartender „jft tnat imagination or experi- H'hich demanded mar- o a r riage with her to blot out elite could suggest. the past, was something ' r,,, , , I hough she gave no sign other than formal thanks, if his thwarted hope of gaining her love wounded him, he did not show it. He had scarcely time to think of such things now, for he was in the vortex of an industrial struggle that threat- ened his very financial existence. For the first time in his experience the men in his shops were murmuring against his iron rule. That John Griswold, Emily's brother, was fomenting trouble out of fury at the marriage Regan had forced upon them all, increased the difficulty of the situation ; but it did not lessen for a mo- ment the boss's fierce resolve to crush

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142 Photoplay Magazine Griswold and his upstart followers. One night Porky McCoy, Regan's former lieutenant in the First Ward, bar-tender of the old saloon days, and sworn ally from the time they were boys, rushed into the boss's library, his face white with alarm. Regan met him coolly. "I hear Scanlan's coming to me with a list of demands from the men," he snapped out. "Is that it?" "Yes, an' the whole South Side's com in' with him," panted McCoy. "Hear that?" From outside the house rose the mur- murous, sullen growl of many voices as the men. with their delegate at their head, surged along the street. Regan heard and his jaws set squarely. "Demands, eh!" he snarled. "We'll see who'll demand. Porky, tonight we win or lose everything. Do vou stick?" "Through Hell, Boss." "Hell's nothing to what I'll take you through. Now listen. Go over to Turner Hall on Van Alst street and watch what goes on there. Young Griswold's going to speak at a big meeting to try and get the drivers out on sympathetic strike. Report to me what the men decide to do." McCoy had been gone but ten minutes when Scanlan, the men's delegate, swag- gered in. Regan shot out of his chair and faced him snarling. "Well:" Face to face with the little giant whom he now thought tottering to his fall. Scan- lan laughed insolently, secure in the con- sciousness of the seething thousands at his back. Then, with elaborate courtesy, he read off the items that young Griswold's fertile brain had prepared as the men's demands; shorter hours, more pay, the in- stallation of expensive safety devices. Regan heard him out in silence. "Refused, all of them," he snapped truc- ulently, the instant the other had finished. "Co back and say from me that either the men go to work to-morrow morning under the old conditions, or they'll never hold another job in this town. 1 want their an- swer inside an hour. Get out !" Scanlan's black brows drew down into a scowl and the cords in his great arms tight- ened as his fists clenched. After all, he thought, this dictatorial Czar before him, the master of all their lives, was but a man, and a small one at that. "That won't do," he growled. "I'll take "Two months later, as Emily Griswold had promised, they were married and went to lire in a big, barn of a place Regan had bought in the belief that it would please her. "

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The Boss 143 no such answer back. D'you think you're God Almighty, you little gutter-snipe of — " Quick as light Regan's list shot out and landed with a sickening smack on Scan- lan's jaw. The man fell like a pole-axed steer. Regan leaped after him to finish him, but there was not the twitch of a muscle to de- note conscious- ness. T h e n. stepping 1) a c k. Regan raised his eyes and saw' Emily pale and horror - stricken in the doorway. "Oh. w h a t have you done?" she cried and ran to Scanlan's side. Regan did not answer. At sight of her all hatred a n d brutality went out of him, and there awak- ened again, as always when he saw her. his unappeasable longing. "Why, it's Dan Scanlan," exclaimed the girl, pityingly, as she recognized the still, blood-smeared face. "Oh. how could you, Michael? Don't you know his wife is dying at home and that he left her to come here to represent the men?" Instantly Regan's whole nature seemed to undergo a change. "Ah, the poor devil." he said gently. "I remember it now. 1 went to see her the other day and — •" The hand that had been so swift to strike went as swiftly into his pocket. "You — went to see her?" asked the girl, a new soft note of wonder in her tone. Her eyes searched his with a look from which the habitual repugnance was gone. "Yes." Regan stuffed a roll of bills into the unconscious man's coat. "There, he'll find that when he gets home." Then, as he remembered the provocation for his act, his jaw suddenly shot out again and his eyes glittered. "But he deserved all he got, and he'll get more next time. No man "Regan, brooding in his library like a wild animal, heard the telephone ring. Emily handed him the instrument. " can come into this house and abuse me." At that moment a servant entered the room. "His Reverence Archbishop Sullivan," he announced. Regan's cigar tilted skyward for a moment. T h e n seizing the prone Scan- lan. he dragged him through the portieres into t h e adjoining room. "Show h i m in," he ordered. Regan and the priest greeted warmly, for Sul- livan had been the third of the famous boyhood trio which in- cluded McCoy and I lie boss, and though their paths had sepa- rated in young manhood, they were the best of friends, and al- ways had time for reminiscences of the old days. "Mike, 'tis a good mannv they are against ye, I'm think in'." said the Arch- bishop with the persuasive brogue he had never been able to root out of his speech. Regan permitted himself a thin-lipped grin. "Yes. but I've beaten Ym before and I'll do it this time. Patrick. Was it about the strike you came to see me?" "Yes. Let's talk it over." Regan waved him to a chair and they discussed the situation. But the boss was immovable. Then Sullivan, for all his gentleness of speech and humor, issued an unexpected ultimatum. "Ye're wrong in this, Mike," he said quietly, "an' I want ye to give in to the men." "Never, your Reverence." "Listen. I know ye have much infloo- ence. but I have more. Ayther ye accept the shthrikers' demands or I give thim the support of the Church. Ye refused reason,

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144 Photoplay Magazine now will ye refuse that ? Think, my son!" Regan recognized at once the serious- ness of the priest's threat and. without the twitch of a muscle to betray his feeling, thought quickly, his jaws set like a vise upon his cigar. He had strike-breakers on the way now, two thousand of them from the south. If he could hold off the crisis till they arrived in the morning, he would be safe. If he could deceive the Arch- bishop into thinking he was beaten, while all the time — With the begrudging laugh of one who acknowledges defeat, he appeared to yield his ground, ami while leading the conver- sation into the old familiar channels of reminiscence, bound the priest in a web of falsehood. Frankly and cheerfully he lied, and gave promises he had no intention of keeping. The Archbishop beamed with delight at the success of his mission and was about to go. when Emily, her eyes ablaze with anger at Regan's treachery, and aware what he intended doing, stopped h i m. Then, with bit- ing scorn, she revealed her husband's true purpose. a n d ended by throw- ing the portieres aside and reveal- ing the prostrate Scanlan. "There!" she eric d. "that's what he did to this man. and he'd do the same to all of them if he could." Sullivan, his mildness gone now. stared at his friend in speechless anger. T h e n. rushing from the house, he handed the instrument to him. Porky Mc- Coy's voice rasped over the wire. "Sullivan has just ordered the boys in the name of the Church never to work for yez again," he said. "Has, eh ! All right. I'll beat that game. You stay on the job and hear what young Griswold's got to say." He slammed the receiver on the hook. Then he rang for his secretary. "Hefore six o'clock to-morrow morning." he told him, "you and I are going to trans- fer the entire grain-shipping business of this section of the country to Montreal. I'll see who does the ordering around here. Ready ! Take telegram '.'' Dawn was just commencing to creep in the windows, when hurried footsteps sounded outside the room where Regan, in his shirt-sleeves, worked like a machine. He sprang to his feet as the door flew open and McCoy, pale and trembling, his clothing torn, and a bandage around his head, stumbled in. "Well, what's happened ?" Even Regan was taken aback for a moment. "Voting ( Iris- wold — 1 soaked h i m — w i t h a brick." panted McCoy. "Hos- pital— probably die. He cursed you — till I lost my head. There was — a riot. No- body knows — who did it." Regan thought swiftly. McCoy had been true to him through everything. Mc- Coy had a wife and kids at home, while he the bitterness John Griswold, Emily's brother, was fomenting trouble hurried amongst the men who up till now had been contented workers Q£ jne thought . , , in Regan's mill. straight to the Van Alst street meeting. Half an hour later Regan, brooding in his library like some wild animal, heard the telephone ring. It was Emily who snatched the receiver off the hook and stabbed him — he had nobody who really cared. Whoever had struck Griswold. he knew the papers and public would hold him responsible. He made up his mind on the instant. "You go home," he commanded. "I'll

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The Boss 145 take the blame for this. They don't sus- pect you. and they will suspect me. Any- how you're worth more to me outside a jail than in it. Get out!" McCoy hesitated, but in the end went. Halt" an hour later the police arrived, and when Regan remained indifferent to their obsequious attempts to free him on the slightest provocation, they were forced to take him to jail. He learned from the captain, however, that young Griswold had suffered a fracture of the skull, and was, at that moment, undergoing an opera- tion. Regan's situation was precarious, for he knew that if the young man died, the charge against him would be changed from felonious assault to murder. To his cell that morning, when the city had awakened again to its seething life,, came Emily pale and' weary after hours in the hospital. In her eyes he thought he saw a new horror of him that even the thought of his embrace had not evoked. "Are you responsible for tin's, too?" she asked. "Yes." She shrank from his presence, and even as she left the jail. McCoy re-entered it and sought his chief's cell. "Boss, I can't do it," he said deter- minedly. "I won't let you take the blame for this when I did it. It's the wife. She sent me back here to tell you. She says I've got to give myself up." "Forget it. Porky. You do as I tell you. Go back home and tell her that I order you to keep still. Order, do you understand?" "But she won't let me. It ain't square. I couldn't no more — " Regan's eyes blazed. "Damn it! Are you turning against me, too? Go home and do as I tell you." McCoy, helpless as always, in the pres- ence of the stronger will, left, but not to go home. Determined to free his con- science, even at the price of Regan's friendship, he went before a judge and swore out an affidavit that he had made the attack on Griswold. Left to himself, the doubts that had for- merly assailed Regan became certainties. He at last faced squarely the fact that he was beaten. His dream of power seemed now a mirage of madness that had faded and left him only the grim reality of his downfall. He saw the industrial structure he had raised by superhuman effort and the dynamic force of his personality in ruins at his feet. And last, he realized that his vision of love and happiness had been the hollowest mockery of all. He sent for Emily. "I'm licked," he told her quietly, when she came. "It's all over. Everything. The whole business." He took from the strong-box he had carried to prison with him the mortgages in acquiring which he had forced her father to the wall. "Take them," he said, placing them in her hands, "and do whatever you like with them. I don't want them. . . . And ask your father to come and see me here. I've arranged a big grain-shipping deal through Montreal, but I'll cancel all that and turn the contracts over to him if he wants them." "Michael !" she breathed, uncompre- hendingly. "Yes," he said, "I'm licked," and set his teeth for the greater renunciation. "But that isn't all. I release you, too, Emily. Divorce me and go back to the life where you belong. I'm not your kind. I never was, and I never could be, I guess. Why, you're as far above me as the stars. I see it now; and I'm only sorry I've dragged you through all this." For a moment she did not speak, and he looked up at her curiously ; and looking, he saw tears in her eyes, now infinitely gentle, and an ineffable tenderness in her face that transfigured it. "Oh, Michael," she begged, "don't— don't send me away now, when I know the truth at last. For I do know it, and I love you. And I need you, Michael, more even than you need me." Dazed, unbelieving, speechless, he stared at her. And in that moment a guard came to his cell door and unlocked it. "You are released, sir," he said. "The operation on Mr. Griswold has been suc- cessful, and he will recover. Also McCoy has just been arrested on his sworn affi- davit that he struck Griswold." When the man had gone, the two lovers drew close together across the iron thresh- old that seemed now to symbolize all the unyielding barriers of will and prejudice that had separated them, but which love had at last removed. And Regan, looking into her eyes, saw there the glory of utter surrender and infinite promise.

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The Players From Ocean to Ocean Sheldon Lewis SHELDON LEWIS, who played the part of Perry Bennett, the Clutching Hand in '"The Exploits of Elaine." went to the Gold Theatre at 341 1 West Twelfth Street in Chi- cago one evening in April to see the four- teenth episode in which, as the villain, he is dis- covered in all his in- famy. He entered, the theatre early. — at about six o'clock, to be ex- act,— and sitting down, witnessed the perform- ance. Then he got up and started out. As he arrived at the door, two small boys took one look at him and shouted : "Oh ! There's the villain ! Help ! Police ! Catch thief!" Lewis made a hurried exit. A crowd gath- ered. He made for a drug store to telephone for a taxi and the crowd, following, became so vociferous that the drug store man asked Lewis to leave the shop for fear they would break the windows. A policeman arrived and demanded to know the trouble. Lewis ex- plained. The policeman dispersed the crowd and Lewis made a flying exit to a restaurant, where he retired to the extreme rear comer and had some dinner. About eight o'clock he came out, to find tin- crowd patiently waiting for him. He managed to run back to the theatre, followed by the mob, and begged Mr. Gold to get him a motor so that he could get away. The manager lucked him in the box office, telephoned for his own limousine, then, the soul of the show- man within him proving too much, went out and advised the people in the theatre that the Clutching Hand was right there in their midst and the much ruffled and rumpled Lewis was pushed out in. front of the screen and had to make a speech with the spot light full upon him. Then he was escorted to the door, put safely into Mr. Gold's limousine and whirled away, amidst the jeers and catcalls of the followers of Elaine. ESTELLE ALLEX, who had a narrow es- cape recently on a rocky bit of beach as tin- heroine in "The Shoal Light,'' a drama of tin- lighthouse service, is leading woman for the Xew York Motion Picture Corporation. ROBERT L. ARMSTRONG was shot and seriously injured recently- during the tak- ing of a picture on Mount Baldy, in which Syd Chaplin, Charlie's brother, was being featured. VERA MICHELEXA. sister of Beatriz Michelena, heroine of "The Lily of Pov- erty Flat" and "A Phyllis of the Sierras," is said to be going into the movies. 146 JACK, Mary and Lottie Pickford appear to- gether in "Fanchon the Cricket," a current release. This is the first time that the family has ever been united in one picture. D ORIS BAKER is on the Pacific Coast with Gene ( Jauntier. OSCAR EAGLE, formerly a director for David Belasco and recently for the Selig Chicago studios, is to direct photoplays for the Famous Players. CAPT. LESLIE T. PEACOCKE, scenario writer and editor, is in Bermuda direct- ing the work on the production of one of his new photoplays. BOTH managers of the German exchange of the Kalem company in Berlin have been killed in battle. One met death on a British bayonet at Xeuve Chapelle; the other fell at the bombardment of Ossowetz, in Rus- sian Poland. MAYOR CURLEY of Boston handed down a decision regarding the playing of "The Hypocrites," a feature film in that city. The Mayor, after viewing the picture, said that it could be placed on public exhibi- tion if the producers would drape the naked figure of Truth in the film. CHARLIE CHAPLIN has moved his com- pany from Niles, California, to Los An- geles. Mr. Chaplin thinks he has better sur- roundings in Los Angeles and that the sur- rounding country is better adapted for photo- play scenic effects. DAVID GRIFFITH, in an interview with a New York newspaper man, has pre- dicted five-dollar movies. His prediction is based upon the mathematical calculation that if the public will pay five cents to see a fifty- thousand-dollar photoplay production, fifty cents to see a quarter of a million-dollar one and two dollars to see one costing half a mil- lion dollars, they will pay five dollars to see une that costs two million dollars — and is worth it. And Mr. Griffith furthermore intimated that a two-million-dollar movie in the future is far from being only a creature of his own imagi- nation. MARIE WALCAMP is playing "Patsy of the Circus" on the screen. When this pic- ture was taken, in Los Angeles, her riding scene, and the tumble therein, was made in the arena of the Sells-Floto circus. There were several thousand people in attendance upon the regular show, and the camera neatly embalmed their expressions of surprise and horror at what they presumed an entirely un- premeditated and perhaps fatal accident. H ARRY C. MEYERS and Rose Theby are leaving Lubin to join the Victor.

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The Players h; R< r OBERT EDESON ..made an interesting discovery after seeing himself acting on the screen. The easy ways of the stage will not go for work in the studio, he says, and swore that he would never work for the camera again. He did, however,, and the lesson of his first photoplay was used to such good purpose that he overcame the de- fects he had seen in himself in his first screen production and the second time did a piece of work that satisfied even him. Robert Edcsoii IRA M. LOWRY, general manager of the Lubin Company, was going from Philadel- phia to the Lubin studio at Betzwood, Pa.. recently, accompanied by a camera man, when he saw a large crowd of people excitedly gathered about a railroad crossing. He stopped the car, leaped to the ground, accom- panied by the camera man and his camera, and ran to the gathering, hoping to get a thrilling picture of some accident. Then out of the crowd came John Ince, one of his own directors. He had come upon a scene of the Lubin serial, "Road o' Strife." in the course of being taken. The nut sundaes were on Lowry. DUNCAN McRAE. formerly a director for Charles Frohman for twelve years, has been added to the Edison staff of directors. WILLIAM BITZER, David Griffith's cam- era man. has been with the poet-producer almost since the beginning. Griffith's idea of the importance of the camera man may be gathered from the fact that Bitzer enjoys an income of three hundred and fifty dollars a week. ETHEL BARRYMORE is to return to the studios. She will be seen in "The Tur- moil" by Booth Tarkington. REPORT from political bookmakers says movie actors are the greatest makers of bets on elections in the country. No longer a wanderer without a home, and consequently without a vote, the actor has taken advantage of the situation with all the vigor of long-de- laved desire. ROMAINE FIELDING has played many parts, but he says one of his most affecting roles was suddenly handed him at the opening of Roosevelt Dam. Tonto. Arizona. An Epis- copal bishop had been asked to give a prayer : hut was not present. The chairman of the ceremonies, in some embarrassment, saw the actor in the crowd, and immediately com- mandeered him. in the name of religion. And Fielding immediately and reverently responded. LILLIAN WALKER receives on an aver- age of fifty proposals of marriage a week by mail. Recently she got one which told her that she was a combination of "Baby, woman and angel." Which, one might say, is some summing up of the eternal feminine. MARIE DRESSLER will star under Lubin lirection in three five-reel comedies a year. The Lubin family were just naturally tickled to death to see her when she came over to Philadelphia to pay her first call, and as she says herself, they "gave me the time of my gay young life." BILLIE BURKE, comedienne of red hair, dimples and a few fascinating freckles, is to come under the studio lamps and onto the outdoor stages of Tom Ince. From Times Square to Santa Monica canon is no distance at all when vou travel on a transcontinental film. M O ARIE CAHILL is to appear in the photo- dramatization of "Judy Forgot." CTAVIA HANDWORTH has joined the Lubin players. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN is to be- come a photoplay theatre. It will be the largest in the world and will seat eight thou- sand people. TAMES CRUZE and Sidney Bracy are trav- J eling by motor from New York to San Francisco, playing at a string of movie thea- tres across the continent in the course of their trip. They expect to reach the sunny slopes of the Pacific side of the Sierras one hundred and twenty days after starting. Whose is it? THIS is a bun. Who owns it? The long distance and apparent- ly unending debate be- tween Charles Chaplin and Billy Ritchie as to who originated "stew comedy." has been complicated by the ap- pearance of Billie Reeves, now leading comedian with the Lubin studios, on the field of battle. Reeves claims to own the orig- inal souse, and agrees to separate himself from one thousand cool green simoleons in coin of the realm if such be not the case. Here is Billie in full possession, and there is no question but that it's some souse; but whose is it?

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148 Photoplay Magazine IRVING CUMMINS Iwas injured recently in a duel scene being taken near Hope Ranch, Califor- nia, for "The Diamond from the Sky." The play- ers grasped opposite ends of the same handkerchief and were to turn and fire, still holding the handker- chief. In turning, William Russell, the other duelist. stumbled. The players had large pieces of tin under their shirt fronts to protect flash of the powder. Russell's stumble dis- turbed his aim. and Cummins got the full dis- charge of flaming powder in the right arm. Irving Cummins them from the LAWRENCE D'ORSAY, of "Earl of Paw- tucket" fame, is to appear shortly in a photodramatization of this celebrated comedy. 1 MMETT CORRIGAN will be seen in a iphotodramatization of "Caleb West." LITTLE Mary Anderson is the heroine of a song, written by one of her swains, which has become one of the season's most popular arias. RUNA HODGES, five years old, is being starred in a number of the Reliance one- reel releases now being produced at the Yonkers (N. Y.) studio under the direction of Lawrence McGill. GILBERT SHORTER, a Chicago gentle- man, is receiving attention from Uncle Sam as the result of his school of acting con- ducted through the mails. Uncle Sam's atten- tions arc said to be most annoying to Mr. Shorter. NORMA PHILLIPS, the "Mutual Girl," is making her debut in stock at Miner's Bronx in New York this summer. Her open- ing engagement was with "Baby Mine." ANNA LITTLE did a great stunt last month when she rode through smoke and fire on an old wooden bridge. She escaped un- harmed : but the actor who was with her was severely scorched. SPIKE, the dog famous in the Chaplin com- edy, "The Champion." was run over re- cently at Niles, California, and killed. He is mourned by all Niles. WILLARD MACK, who came out of the West, is going back to the West. Mack is the impressive actor-dramatist who stirred up New York with two big plays last winter. He came from Salt Lake City; his return ticket reads Inceville. Santa Monica Canon. CHARLES RICHMAN, who appeared this spring in "The Man from Home," is to appear henceforth with the Vitagraph Com- pany. It is said that Vitagraph is also after Margaret Anglin and Maude Adams. THE age limit in pictures is going down to zero. The newest youngest is Jean IVazer, barely two years of age, who appears in a scene with a leopard — a part of a Selig Jungle Zoo story soon to be released. All LING FOO, or in "The Exploits one of the Chinese actors of Elaine," gave an oriental dinner of gorgeousness and sump- tuousness in Pell street. New York, recently to the producers of "The Exploits." Pell street is the heart of the metropolitan China- town. EDWARD SHELDON, author of "The Nigger" and "Salvation Nell," is to write his first photoplay this summer. Its leading role will be played by Holbrook Blinn. who has recently made his screen debut with marked success. HOBART BOSWORTH found someone who knew a little more about California than he did the other day. Bosworth was in court on a lawsuit before Judge George L. Jones of Nevada County, and described Truckce. where some scenes in the play under discussion had taken place, as a town with thirty-nine saloons and one drug store. "Wrong!" commented the Judge. "Don't try to put anything like that over on the Court. I hail from that locality. There are thirty- nine saloons and tico drug stores there, sir."" MAE MARSH has died, to date, one hundred and sixty times. The only complaint Miss Marsh has to make on this point is that she always has to pass on before she gets enough work done to suit her. She ROBERT MILTON, the stage director, is said to have refused an offer of $r2.ooo per annum from Edwin Thanhouscr to direct photoplays for him. Mil- ton is one of the best known stage directors in New York. LaBadle Sleeps ttlr Fva rip Iiivp of on a yacht's deck, on Long Island Sound. One is me Little L\a cie luxe ot 0f n,e feiv times in which a very wideawake the movies. actress was caught napping. EDWARD SHELDON, the playwright, will write a scenario exclusively for the camera this summer for Holbrook Blinn.

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How is the Public to Know? WHAT HIGH STANDARDS WILL MEAN TO THE GREAT FILM CRAFTSMEN By Randolph Bartlett IF you were to read an announcement that Hank Jones of Nowhere would, on a certain date, present the Great Amer- ican Drama, by an unknown author. performed .by hitherto obscure actors, and charge $2 admission, you might think highly of the nerve of Mr. Jones, but after taking a cursory glance at the two dollars it is rather likely that you would bethink you of its tremendous purchasing power in less hazardous directions, and let Mr. Jones try it first upon the dog. Then, after the canine obsequies had been performed you would pat yourself lovingly upon the money pocket with much the same emotions as those ex- perienced by Little Jack Horner when he did his Christmas pie trick. Similarly ( to keep you wondering as long as possible what this is all about, in con- formation with Knglish Composition Rule No. 3768. as extensively practised by our leading men of letters, such as Samuel G. Hlythe and Irvin S. Cobb) — similarly, when you go to buy a shirt, or a pair of shoes or sox. or an automobile, or anything which is thy neighbor's, you are a bit incredulous when the salesman tells you about a new brand of which you never heard, but which he claims is much superior to what you have been drinking — 1 mean wearing, with entire sat- isfaction to yourself, lo these many years. It is that way in every business, and it is that way in every art. When Stradivarius first began to make violins, there was no wild rush of the violin-playing populace to his shop, laden with large bags of gold coin such as are now the requisite asset of him who would own one of the instruments of this master. Everyone starts on an even basis, when he has something he wants to sell to the public, and the public keeps on saying just one thing over and over again, The time will soon come when people will say, not "Let's go to a picture show;" but "where can we see a photoplay by So-and-So?" "Go and get a reputation." Which leads us up to the point where we should have started, had. we not been in a garrulous mood, and to the milk of this literary cocoa- nut, which is this : The evolution of the attitude of the pub- lic toward motion pictures depends entirely upon the ability of the great moving picture craftsmen to establish high standards, ami their courage in maintaining those Standards per- and consistently. In other words, the time is go- ing to come, and that soon, when people will say, not "Let's go to a picture show," but "Where can we see a photoplay by So-and-so?" There will always be good and had pictures : probably there will always be more bad pictures than good ones ; still more probably the majority of the producing establishments which turn out good fea- tures will also turn out many bad ones; and all this makes it pie for the firm which makes up its mind to turn out no bad pictures and sticks to it. This is a con- dition which is already foreshadowed by the popularity of certain stars of filmdom, but even as the part cannot be greater than the whole, so cannot the vogue of any star be of more importance than the ideals of the producer, who usually creates the star. It requires no great gift of prophecy to predict confidently this development of the motion picture profession, for it has been recognized many years by the parent art — that of the stage. Time was when the sign- manual of David Belasco on any produc- tion was sufficient to draw to its perform- ances a paying patronage, a condition not yet altogether dissipated, lielasco owed little to his stars, with the possible excep- tion of David Warfield. and even in that case it is doubtful if the actor contributed more to his own success, after he turned to 149

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150 Photoplay Magazine the legitimate, than did the master of craft. David Wark Griffith made a remark re- cently which is pertinent here. A certain young woman whom he had taught all she knew about acting for the camera received an offer of a large increase in salary from another producer, who prefers "acquiring" talent to developing it. "Don't Hesitate' on my account." said Griffith, "if you think you can get away with it; but remember this fellow will never teach you anything, and he will expect you to deliver goods on the basis of what I have been showing you how to do." The young woman was confident and departed for star- dom. Griffith filled her [dace with an in- telligent minor player, who is now featured in his most important work. The other actress was back looking for employment inside of two months. It is an old. sad story, but its moral never seems to sink deep, and so the sands are strewn with corpses. So after all. while the actor has the more sensational vogue from time to time, the history of the star system which proved disastrous to the spoken drama is not likely to be repeated- in the p It o t o p 1 a y. for the pro ducer is in even more direct control than in the theater, and in immeasurably closer touch with tlie public. Moreover, whereas a Belasco or a Frohman could impress, per- haps two or three times a year, the theater- goers in every important city, the producer of motion picture plays can keep himself before his public almost constantly in every part of the country. The cumulative effect of this is tremendous, and cannot possibly have any other effect than establishing a a recognized aristocracy in the film domain. Now this is the more important because the great future of moving pictures depends upon their ever-increasing hold upon intelli- The star system is not likely to be repeated in the Photoplay. The pro- ducer is in even more direct control than in the theatre — in immeasurablv closer touch with public. the gent and discriminating audiences. There are countless thousands of men and women in this country conservatively waiting still to be entirely convinced as to the perma- nency of the art of the silent drama. They have viewed it first with curiosity and later with interest, as its development took new and unexpected turns. The Ugly Duckling turned out a swan, but they are still in doubt, sincerely, as to whether or not this bird is merely a biological accident, and are waiting to see whether the incubator has any more at home like her. These are the people who remember the things that impress them, and all the details connected therewith. They are the ones who will re- call that they liked John Smith's production of this or that play, and will, in most in- stances, patronize the next film they see ad- vertised from the same studio. If they are pleased again they will be in a fair way to accpuire the habit of looking for John Smith's output. And. finally, it is the in- telligent people of the coun- try who contribute most largely to the success of any enterprise. Even the mob gets tired of being constantly reminded that the purveyors of its entertainment are "playing down" to it. It wants its intelli- gence to be challenged, or. lacking that, it wants to be identified with the class of peo- ple for whose intelligence it has respect. There are producers who are already forc- ing reluctant admiration from the most con- servative section of amusement seekers. They can make as great names for them- selves as have the brilliant, creative artists in any other line, if they will but refuse firmly to allow anything to go out bearing their trade mark, which is not up to their highest standards. And the way the public will reward them will make Rockefeller green with envy. The August issue of PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE will be on the news-stands July 1st. Order your copy now.

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PROM OUR READERS We're Glad You're Glad 126 North Mount Street. Baltimore, Md., April [2, 1915. The Editor, Photoplay Magazine. Hear Sir: I am a constant reader of your magazine, and while I am not a subscriber, I get the Photoplay every month and enjoy reading it. It seems to me it is getting better every issue. 1 am so glad you have started an inquiry column. Doubtless you will re- ceive some foolish questions; hut then we all like to ask questions, and 1 again say 1 am glad you have started it. Very respectfully. 1'i.ciKP M k A. Small. Ain't It Awful, Mabel? Richfield Springs. X. V., April 7. 1915. Photoplay Magazine. Gentlemen : I am an enthusiast over the wonderful moving pictures of the day and thoroughly enjoy the controversies between the fans, and also the wonderful — awful — questions asked, their answers, etc. I am most interested in the magazine and feel that it keeps its readers in touch with all the lead- ing plays and players. Virginia Swift. Facts Don't Worry Him 25O Xew Majestic Building. Fort Worth, Tex., April ,?. 1915. Editor Photoplay Magazine. Dear Sir : Your interviews with movie stars are interesting, because a fan enjoys learning the intimate facts about bis favorites. But why stick to facts? So far as I am concerned, a graceful sketch that is ninety-nine per cent fiction would prove a tasteful morsel. I see my stars through a haze of romance. The fact that they wash dishes in a bathtub does not impress me as being one of their charac- teristics. Do not mistake me, please. T am not en- tering a hitter protest — not at all. Keep up the interviews. Yours verv truly, Ben. B. Lf.wis. Scenario School Pupil Writes R. F. D. 4. Box 123. Englewood, Colo., March 17, 1915. Editor Photoplay Magazine. Dear Sir: Find enclosed a letter which 1 received from the Great Photoplay Special- ist, and by the looks of things I am doomed to die in the poorhouse, as I give up all hope of becoming a millionaire. "Positively my last chance," eh? He must think he is the only can in the alley. In the April Photoplay Magazine I read that the magazine will bar scenario school ad- vertising. Good thing. All the schools want to know is how full your pocketbook is. I wish good success to the Photoplay Magazine. Yours truly. Ernest Reher. • We Won't Tear 'em Out Cedar Rapids Transfer Co. Cedar Rapids, la., April 15. 1915. Photoplay Magazine. Gentlemen: T am enclosing thirty cents in stamps for which please send me the March and April numbers of Photoplay. Please do not tear out the Answers to Questions, as I think that is about the best thing in your magazine. Yours truly. Anna I.. Roddy. Roses Care of Will & Baumer Co. Syracuse. X. Y.. April 2, 1915. My Dear Mr. Editor : This is the first time T ever had your magazine, and like it very much. T like your "Seen and Heard at the Movies" department a lot. I like the idea of having everything mixed and not all the sto- ries and interviews, etc., together. Respectfully yours. Jeanne Egi.off. Come On In, the Water's Fine Fort Wayne. Ind.. April 5, 1915. Editor Photoplay Magazine. Dear Sir : I have read the Photoplay Magazine for over a year, each month buv- 151

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152 Photoplay Magazine ing it at the news stand. Some time I'll get tui nigh ambition to subscribe for it. It's tar superior to any other magazine which tries to help the cause. Ax Ardent Reader. Much Obliged, Meta 523 North Hamilton Street. Saginaw. Mich.. April [4. 1915. Photoplay Magazine. Gentlemen : I think that your magazine is great, and I certainly enjoy reading it. It is getting better every month, and the surprises you have each month give one something to look forward to. I am so glad that you are showing more of the Famous Players pictures. I wish your magazine the best success and hope you will continue to give the best that there is in the movie line. Yours truly, Meta Brechtei-sbauer. Gee, Hasn't Anyone a Rock? Baltimore, Md.. March 15, 1015. Photoplay Magazine. Gentlemen: After having purchased a copy of the April Photoplay Magazine I was so pleased with it and thought it so interesting that I spoke to a friend of mine, who is a subscriber to a generous bit of maga- zines, and 1 thought it might he to your interest to send her a copy of one of the late numbers, say the March issue, or even ime before that, just so she can see how interesting and "newsy" it is. I take the liberty to make this re- quest, because you so state in this issue of the maga- zine. Thanking you in ad- vance. I am, very truly, May B." Marti x. Oo! Here's One Now 122 W. Forty-seventh St. New York City, April 27, 1915. Editor Photoplay Maga- zine. Dear Sir : That cover you had in May was the best imitation of a high grade flour sack trade- mark I ever saw. It's a wonder to me that maga- zine makers can't learn something about covers. The average monthly mag- azine cover with its unending repetition of simpering, impossible girls and pink tea young men are bad enough. One would have thought that with the actual living beauty to draw on that you people have you could get some really artistic stuff. It is apparently hopeless. If you can't get a beautiful cover with Clara Kimball Young for a model, God help you ; you'll never get a better chance. Why don't you have Mary Pickford on the cover ? Otherwise I think your magazine is pretty good. Yours truly, John Oi.lier. And Then Again— 2.35 Zara Street. Pittsburgh, Pa., May 3. 1915. Photoplay Magazine. Dear Editor: I wish to tell you in a few words just what 1 think of your magazine. I like it very much, and consider it far superior to the other magazines pertaining to motion pictures. The Baby Pictures of the Stars in your June issue was a very clever and novel idea, and the information for pho- toplaywrights by Captain Peacocke I consider invaluable. I have a few objections to make, also some suggestions. I do not like the uneven way in which the pages of the magazine are cut. 1 don't think you have enough contests. I do not_ like the illustrations in "Beauty to Burn." The pictures are not worthy of ap- pearing in your magazine. Hoping you will consider some of my suggestion-. I am. Sincerely yours. Acnes K. O'Mai.lev. Thanks.Old Top, But Why Leave Us? 716 Monroe Ave. Grand Rapids. Mich.. May 1, 1915. Photoplay Magazine. Gentlemen: I beg to notify you that my time to receive the P 11 o t o p 1. a y Magazine is up. You ful- filled the agreement to my satisfaction. Therefore. I beg of you to discontinue the mailing of it, as I have no desire to 1>c a contribu- tor, I will say this much, that the magazine is good and readable. Yours for all success. Thos. O. Tones. Era Stuart. Kitty Leavitt, Sam Van Allen ami Billy Glynn in Henderson, Ky., reading their favorite Magazine. Merci, Monsieur 371 Laval Ave Montreal, P. Q.. May 1, 1915. Photoplay Magazine. Gentlemen : I beg to show my appreciation by congratulating you on that splendid photoplay magazine that is being published monthly. Seeing your notes regarding correspondence photoplay schools, I agree that you are per- fectly right. Yours truly, Herbert A. Kool.

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The Horrors of Hortense 1/ KE6ISTFR 1 Qjf* -f\ surfriseJ . Jr. <\\. i^ A Quiet Day in a California Movie Camp As in life, so in art there is great and tumultuous juxtaposition of virtue and vice, labor and curiosity, swear-words and soprano voices, cowardice and heroism, danger and bunk. Note at mid-right the ferocious convict clanking his iron walls but a few feet from the scornful maiden and her swam. 'Tis ever thus in the complexities of modern existence ! 153

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Keystone Beauty and Brains At the reader's left, Ad Kessel. President of the New York Motion Picture Corporation, which contains both the Keystone and Incc companies. At the right. Mack Sennett, Managing Director and genius of Keystone productions. Mabel Nonnand is speaking to Mr. Kessel. Ford Sterling stands by Miss Nonnand. The Case for the People jp ENSORSHIP of moving pictures by any other agent than public* Opinion is as unnecessary as it is unfair. Public opinion is entirely adequate to the task, and needs no police or other such board through which to operate. Indeed such boards, however good their intentions may be, serve only to distort and confuse. All of us who see in moving pictures an industry worthy of encouragement : one which has placed within the reach of mil- lions of people that which heretofore they have never had— decent amusement at . a low price — even lo the extent of keeping men away from saloons ; all of us who believe that moving pictures are entitled to the same fair treatment that is accorded the speaking stage, should register our pro- test against narrow-minded and ignorant attempts to regulate one of the greatest social forces of today. Let us do this repeatedly until we have so aroused public opinion to a sense of the injustice that is being done to the public as well as to the moving picture industry, that police or other like censorship shall be forever abolished. — Elisabeth Wilson. Nacogdoches, Tex. THE ONLY SURE WAY Of getting your copy of Photoplay Magazine is to order it in advance of your newsdealer. Do it today 154

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u £¥ ffi^: THIS Department is open to questions of any reader of Photoplay Magazine, whether n subscriber or not. We arc eager to serve you. but don't ask foolish Questions: don't ask questions al>oiit religion or photoplay writing. Write on one side of your paper only : put your name and address on eaeh page : always sign your name, hut give a title for use in the magazine. Your answers will appear in tills department as soon as possible. Don't send communications to other Departments on the page you write your questions. Address your letters to "Questions and Answers. PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE, Chicago." ». & /, P ..?' In the Back of the Book John limuiy? Yes, we got the news just as the June issue was going to press, and we tried hard to give it to you fans then, but the presses had been running three or four days then and we had to wait until this number. It's too had. — we wont see old John any more, anyway, in the new releases. The First Entertainer of the viiioricaii 1 pie has faded from the sereeu and when we think that he had just spent four or live months away from the camera, it makes us stop and think of the pictures that could have beep made in that time. Seldom has it been the good fortune of an indi- vidual, no matter what his polstion in the human order of things, to win for himself such a place in the hearts of a whole people as John Bunny gained through the lilms in America and England. Re- member how hi' used to laugh ! Just laugh all over, and I ben stop right in the middle of one of those earthquakes and look serious and bewlld- cred— -then laugh again till ho looked as though he'd bust. He was mighty good, wasn't he? Hut good things can't last forever. ... It is comforting to us fans to know that in his thirty years of theatrical life, ills final success and financial prosperity came through the photo- plays, after years of struggle in the legitimate. John Bunny was not merely n star. In- was a rollick- ing Planet. Ife'n been a jolty, t/ootl ohl {•hum. (lour so soon to Kiiif/tlom {Unite. But In'* lift iii tunny kiii ihs to cheer the way. Ami inJll ntiHH him every iiiyht, Ah the flnshilltl movies' hi/hi Hiiilils for us another Itouil to Muittlalaii. That reference to his stage life reminds us of something we have been intending to tell you fans for a long time. You go to Regular Shows some- limes — oil, of course you do once in awhile — and when you do go, you must remember where you are. You've gotten into an awfully bad habit at the movies; the habit of not applauding, and actors in the "legit" don't know how to take it. They give you a good act. or a good play and you sit through it with faces that make the "Walrus" look gladsome in comparison, and it takes all the enthusiasm out of the players. So rememlH'i* the next time you go, that though John Bunny of the screen sought no applause and needed none, the John Buunys of the "legit" live on it and you must give it to them. Mas. M. E. B.. Cleveland. — Francis X. Bush- man lias allied himself with the Metro Pictures Corporation and will appear in a month or so in one of their releases. It is understood that the Metro studios have numerous feature plays in which thej intend to star Mr. Bushman and it will undoubtedly be of interest to the thousands ol friends of Mr. Bushman, lie has loft Chicago to take up his work at the Metro studio. K. II.. BRENTWOOD. — That should have boon Bryant Washburn in the announcement you men- tion. Anv of the Essanay players may be ad- dressed at 1888 Argyle St.. Chicago. D. A. T.. WINNIPEG. — You undoubtedly read two or three answers to your questions in the June issue. Hope you received the March numlier promptly. A ReQULAB Fan was talking with an English- man the other day and the Englishman asked him how lie liked the cinematograph. The Fan replied that lie didn't care much for those serials himself ! M. S.. Sax Francisco* — Yon show mighty good lodgment in picking William Farnnm as your favorite. Marguerite — we refuse to say it again. J. V., Berlin, X. H. — Your friend Richard Travel's appeared in the April issue of PHOTOPLAY Maisazink : where were you 7 The show goes on just tile same whether you're present or not : the rest of the fans won't let it stop. Pearl White and Arnold Daly do not come in for more mention. probably because they are being featured in the serials almost exclusively. There are only one or two of these a year. D. P. C, Soitii IIavex. — Kathlyn probably never received your letter at all. as she was out of the Pnited States at the time. Xeither she nor Mary Pickford has a middle name. A. B., Toronto. — Y'ou can secure a sample scenario from the Luhin Company if you send a two-cent stamp to pay postage. For further In- formation exercise a little patience and read Photoplay Magazine. 155

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156 Photoplay Magazine Pauline Hush takes the part of Peggy in "All for Peggy-" Norma Phillips is Runaway June and also Our Mutual Girl. Kuth Stonchouse is Mrs. Roach, but she is the sole representative of the family in the films. If your loeal theater esn"t show the films you desire, mention the faet to the manager — it is only it question of hooking them. .1. \\. 1.. SritixGFiEi.D. — You will find roar e in business at present : address the Kleine Company at 108 North State St.. Chicago. You will find the name of a well known English company near the end of Captain Peneocke's article in June. We thank you. as we how in appreciation. S. E. Y., Wii.mette. — \Vc suggest you read your letters before mailing them : your stenographer let a hot one through that scored two runs and nearly wrecked the Questions and Answers Depart- ment* She wrote us that one of your favorites is "a smashing brunette and the other is oblong." Ahgetout ! C. M. X.. W'kst IIavkx. — In answer to your ques- tion about a sample scenario, the I.uhin Mfg. Co.. Indiana Ave. and Twentieth. Philadelphia, inform us that they will gladly send a sample scenario to anyone requesting it. provided a two-cent stamp is enclosed to cover the postage. How's that'. There is also a form in the March issue of Photo- play MAOAZ1NB, prepared by one of the Universal Company's staff writers. fl. F.. Hamilton. Ont. — You may address Miss Mary in can- of the Famous Players Company. Cos Angeles. Cal. Thk Above Qiestiox reminds us that even the European war and the added postal taxes cannot suppress the Canadian enthusiasm for the photoplays and players. We daily receive letter after letter with the one-cent "War Tax." and today a couple arrived neatly re-sealed and marked "Passed Military Censor." They were from New Zealand. F. \V.. Sot'TII Haven. — Katblyn would Ik- glad to answer a letter from her South Haven admirers if it is addressed to iter in care of tile Selig Poly- scope Co., Glendale. Cal. We'd rather not answer your other question ; it's none of OUT affair. Mi'rikl's AuMiitKit. Elizabeth. — Miss ostriches trouble with iter eyes does not appear to lx» any- thing of a permanent character and your fears are groundless. A. J.. Chicago. — The color of Anita Stewart's eyes is really causing a great deal of disturbance in this office. The Questions and Answers are neutral : the Seen and Ileards after calling upon Anita swears her eyes are gray, while the Editor— and his word is law. after all — says they are brown : hi' called on her. too. So take your choice. Emogeni: K.. Seattle. — Neither Marguerite Clark nor Harold Lockwood are married. \'ou were only one of thousands who have enjoyed them in "The Crucible'." for their presentation of this splendid. Tliey would he glad to send you photo- graphs upon receipt of twenty-live cents to cover the expense. Indeed. Little Mary is your favorite in "Hearts Adrift." Send us fifteen cents — we'll send you the issue wherein she is featured — how's that? Fair enough: good! L. II.. ALBANY. — Y'our questions were not re- ceived until after the June issue had been tucked into the big rotary presses, hut Anita Stewart is not (raising our right hnndi married, nor Is she the daughter of Julia Swavne Cordon. Her name is. in fact. Stewart. J. S. P.. Dexveis. — You cannot possibly secure any sort of employment with the film companies without making a personal application to the em- ployment office. Flossie. Alameda. — House Peters is not married to Blanche Sweet. Earle Williams and Anita Stewart are not engaged — it lias never lieen an- nounced at least. E. M. V.. Chicago. — Miss Mary Pickford. Famous Players Film Co.. Los Angeles: Miss Katblyn Wil- liams. Selig Polyscope Co.. (llendale. Cal. None of the film companies that we know of admit visitors to their studios: Universal city is about the only place where you can witness actual filming. M. H. W„ OliEKI.Ix. — Get in touch with the lead- ing film companies, as listed herein, and have something very definite to oiler them when you do. A. W. E.. Kansas. — There is no such company that we know of. N. K. N., Hocktox. — The film companies are companies like any other business house, and they hire their employees in the same manner. Letters to them are of little avail : you must make a per sonal application. J. c. Chattanooga.- Address Carlyle Black- well, Lasky Feature Play Co.. Hollywood, Calif. Here's One eiiom Montrose, Pa. : "To Mary Anderson. The Vltagraph Doll. Sweet as forget-me- nots, fond and true. Fair as the roses, nodding with dew. When we are lonely, sad and blue. We go to the movies, just to see you." From K. D. and B. W. (G. V. B. begged us to lie more consid- erate, Mary, so don't blame himj. When a Feller Needs a Friend HAVE heard and wondered if Charles Chaplin, the Keystone comedian, is really dead. Would you In- so kind as to give me a little informa- tion on the subject, as I like Mr. Chaplin, very well indeed. - r. jr.. PUuhtng. 1 am very anxious to ascertain the truth or falsity of a r u in o r current In tills locality, namely, that Charlie Chaplin, in doing some of his stunts recently, fell and broke his neck. — L. ir., Dayton. Say. is it true that Charlie Chaplin's dead? Every second person I meet tells me so. but I don't believe it. — PrycUla of Montreal. Is Charlie Chaplin a married man? — .1. K. A*., Jeffrr/*u»rittr. I heard Charlie' Chaplin, the Fssanay star, was killed from a fall is it true hi- Is married? — All in one sentence from llrrt- Chen of Toledo. There is a rumor afloat here that Charles Chaplin I Bs- sanay i wa s killed while doing some of ids funny stunts. Re- gardless of the Justice involved, tell us whether it Is true. (And that also came from Toledo.) I have heard Mister Chaplin was killed by fall- ing off a cliff while playing til a picture. Is it true Mister Chaplin has lM>en killed? (From Brooklyn.) Somebody told me that Broncho Billy sat on Charlie Chaplin the other day and that he's out of commission as a result? Tell us the answer, quick.— F. II. P., Mihraukrt.

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158 Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section Your Favorite Stars Portraits m the Natural Colors of Life Nit Blanche Sweei in ot oon Mary Pick ford, FriUi meieen Brunette. Blanche Sweet. I/I the Set Rupert Julian, Norma PhiIlips,Dorothy Davenport. Alice Joyce, Clara Kimball Young. Edward Alexander. Mary Fuller, Elsie Albert, Alfred Swensen, Rena Rogers, Betty Harte, Mona Darlcfeather, Craufurd Kent, Ruth Roland, Jackie Saunders and Henry King. "CMCH one of these portraits is the ■*-i very finest that can be produced. You cannot judge them by any others you have ever seen. They are the best — if you do not agree that they are the best we will return your money. Each portrait on heavy art mat especially for framing, size 11 x 14. 11 The small black and white reproduc- tion shown here can only suggest the beautiful rich color tones of the orig- inals. These portraits are not tinted, but in the exquisitely soft tones of life. est for all general purposes, ami in sending inanu scripts it is preferable to use an enevlope about the 4Vix!>1/4 size, enclosing one for the return of your scenario if not accepted. The reason for using the largo envelope is plain : the manuscript need he folded only twice and Is easier for the editors to handle. Double space your lines, and leave at least an inch margin, an inch and a half Is'ins licttor still. Any stationery store handles just such stationery as you will need. B. H. IL. Hancock. — We most refer you to our advertising columns for books on scenario writing. A. I!.. Salt Lake. -King Baggot has been in- terviewed in PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE and probably will be again before many months. He is appear- ing in a great many pictures at present, but your local theaters are not honking them for some reason. .T. II. W.. Providence. — Inasmuch as you are only sixteen we suggest you finish school before vou think about going into the movies— you may want to be a constable or a bank president; do you know? how E. <'.. Detroit. Yon don't need to worry about your scenarios in the hands of the companies you mention — tiny are entirely reputable. Kssanay's address is 1333 Argyle St.. Chicago. The com- panies all pay about the same for material they really watit. T. A. S. Knox. Peoria. — Your manuscripts merely are not the sort desired by the companies to whom yon have submitted them. While it is true, perhaps, that well known authors, on ac- count of their recognized ability and their estab- lished prestige, command a more ready recognition, still the newcomers will always command attention if his manuscripts warrant it. Every advertisement in PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE is guaranteed.

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Do not delay. / "J"™ °f y°ur 8I The profession is calling * you. Absolutely no obli- £ cations in getting the *■ book. It's absolutely «• free. Send coupon. a .. # Name Correspondence ,* School Of Law / Addrm... B146M.Dl.IUna* BHt.,CUcato / American J. W.. St. LOOTS.— If .vou saw an item in a St. Louis paper that Kuth Stonehouse is married to Francis X. Bushman, it was very bad misinforma- tion. There is no truth in the statement what- ever. Kuth has a perfectly good husband already. Amoketta, Bridubpokt, Conn. — J. W. Johnson took the part of Kearney In "The Rose of the Itnncho," a Lasky film. S. J. S., Red Hank. N. J. — Francis X. Uushman isn't in Chicago any longer and you will have to address him in care of the Metro Pictures Corpora- tion at Santa Monica. Calif. F. II.. SPBTNOFIBLD. — Captain Peacoeke will give you a glossary of scenario terms shortly, and those words will be defined therein. Crane Wilbur is said to claim Athens, N. Y., as his home town, whence, perhaps, his classic beauty. lie is not married and is still with I.tibiu. Creighton Hale and Arnold Daly are unmarried. P. II., Kansas City. Ka.v. — When the public starts mixing the two national pastimes the situa- tion becomes serious ; even the war loses its thrill for the moment. Is I*. A. Powers one of the owners of the Newark Federal League Club? He is not. Baltimore.— Edna l'urvianee is playing "he Siren's Reign G. B., opposite Chaplin. The leads in were taken by Alice Hollister, Harry Millar de. Anna Nilsson, and Esther, St. LOOTS. — William Lake in "The Keep Purple" is Milton Sill. Alice Joyce's sweetheart in "The White Goddess" was Arthur Albertson. Miss Joyce was born October 1, 1.SSU. II. K.. Beck. St. — Mary Anderson is the flower girl and model in "Twice Besetted." Ramble, Minneapolis. — "Gyp" the gunman iu Zudora was Alexander Hall : the Karl of Bassett in "Gretna Green" was Wilinuth Merkyl ; Faith (the sister 1 in "The Dancing Girl" was Lorraine Hilling, and the young Barrister in "The Gov- ernor's Lady" was Tom Forinan. The "Governor's Lady." however, is a Lasky play, not a Famous Player release. F. It. W.. CHICAGO. — The Selig California studio is at Glendale. You read nl>out Kathlyn's home in the June Photoplay Magazine, so that's an- swered. The Selig Company spell it "Thomas Santschi," and they probably know. S. <_*.. Chicago. — "Beauty to Burn" was an en- tirely fanciful story, but the plot is laid in and around Chicago, which accounts for the familiar places you mention. L. B.. Riigbwater.- Your loyalty to Mary Fuller is highly commendable, young man : glad to hear you say so. Your other questions are answered under the foregoing replies and we will just thank you most sincerely for your words of appreciation. GLADYS, San Jose. — Marguerite Clark is stil! with the Famous Players and probably will con Unite to be associated with their plays. Harold Lockwood. however, is now with the American, and we have heard nothing that would lead its to be lieve he contemplates returning to the Famous Players. It is a first class house you attend. If they book a great many feature plays. H. J., Kvanston. — Sorry, but this column isn't wide enough for a picture of Koscoe Arbuckle : you'll have to turn to the March Issue. Leo. New YORK. — Tile east of "The Millionaire Cabby" is as follows: liana Page, a rich young idler. William Stowell : Clarence Forbes. Harry's rival. Edwin Walloch : Doris Wilson, a society belle. Adele Lane : .laiiix Wilnon. her father. Joe Hazclton, and the old Cabhn is C. C. Holland. Itttth Stonehmtse's husband is not in the movies. Neither Ar'ta Stewart. Earl Williams. Norma Talmadge nor Antonio Moreno is married. Just "Questions and Answers. PHOTOPLAY Magazine. Chicago." We play the game twenty-four hours a day and we're sure to get your letters. Every advertisement in rlTOTOIM.AY MAOAZIXB Is guaranteed.

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Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section 161 ZBLASO. — Marguerite Courtot is not a sister of Alice Joyce — no relation. Lucille. Syracuse. — Mignon Anderson is still in the photoplays, appearing with the Tlinnlimiser folks. Beverly Bayne has not been interviewed In PhutuI'I.ay Magazine for quite awhile; she is appearing in releases constantly, so that it is out of the question to sav which is the most recent. Xo, Anita is not married. Thanks : it is through our friends that our circulation has increased at the astounding rate it lias. Miss B.. Akron. — Better keep away from that "movie actresses wanted" ad : just a tip, that's all. Xo, we've never hoard of that company. (Heaven protect the working girl.) Mildred.. Boston. — You are quite right; half the interest in the pictures lies in knowing who the players are. If you know the hero is so-and-so. he is a hundred times as real. Your suggestion in regard to the stories lias heen under consideration for some time. J. C. B.. Meufukd. — House and l'age Peters are brothers, and Blanche Sweet is not married, the June issue to the contrary notwithstanding. I\ W., NBW YORK. — The cast of "Life's Shop Window is as follows: Claire Whitney took the part of Li/diii, Walter Hitchcock that of Helen, Stuart Holmes that of Barnard, and Theresa Michaelena was the Indian Woman. Certainly, any time. Fbiend FltoM Kalamazoo. — Joseph Kaufman and Kthel Clayton play opposite each other in the I.nhin releases. At present they are appearing in domestic drama features produced l>y Luhin, and their handling of this exceedingly difficult suhicct is remarkable. "The Blessed Miracle" is, perhaps, the liest known of these films. 3. K. B., Winnipeg.— In "At Dawn" the char- acter of Bvktt was taken hy George Seigmann. and the Filipino maid was, of course, Billic West. The I'unthtr in the play hy that name was Walter Edwards. Julie Ledru was Louise Glnuin. and David Brandt was Frank Itorzage. William Garwood is a confirmed bachelor. A. B. C, St. Louis. — The Fairbanks twins (bet- ter known as "The Thanhouser Twins") are thir- teen years of age. Jimmie Ciuze and Marguerite Snow have been married about two years and a half. Mr. Croze was formerly on the legitimate stage. Button Ali ( "Zudora" fame is John Lehnherg. Lila Chester is unmarried. To Still the Yearning Hearts of our lead- ers we give, in answer to manv inquiries, the casts of "The Pretty Sister of Jose" and of "Wildflowor." "Wildflower" — Lcttj/ Roberts fWild/lotrer'l was Marguerite Clark. Arnold Boyd was Harold Lock- wood, Gerald Bond was James Cooley. Hud Hatkins was Jack l'ickford (brother of Mary and Lottie), and the lawyer was, tO-wlt : 10. L. Davenport. "Pretty Sister of Jose" — 1'e/nta was the role as- sumed by Marguerite Clark, done was Jack l'ickford. their mother was Kdythe Chapman, their grand- mother was Qertrnde Norman (NO! not Mattel !i the Padre is William Lloyd, BeoatUano is Itupert Julian. Sarita (a distant cousin of Sarsaparilla i is Teddy Sampson, and Manuel, you know, is Dick Rosson. There ! we've gotten that out of our system. Cranfoiid, B. C. — Teola in "Toss of the Storm Country" is Miss Golden : in "The Locked Door." Ethel's father is Edward Elkas ; Etta of the Foot- lights is Mary Cbarleson. Xo. Clara and Earle Williams are not related. Karle Williams and Anita Stewart took the leads in "The Right Girl." And so it goes. Famous Player, Philadelphia. — SuUia in "A Bachelor's Romance" was Lorraine Hilling. James Kirkwood is reported to he unmarried. At present he is in the South, filming. . .i->*--N ,, S£ f*y BUTTER-KIST Pop Corn Its coaxing fragrance is irresistible — its tempting flavor is delightful. Every crisp, crackling, snow-white kernel is evenly buttered, piping hot — the last word in captivating food purity. 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Earn $35 to $ 1 25 Weekly Begin now and secure one of these remarkable positions— ad- vance into a big executive chair— make a place for yourself that will not be taken from you by competition or reverses. Traffic Managers earn $35 to $125 weekly and more. You can qualify, no matter who you are. We help you as we are now helping others. We Train You by MAIL at home, in spare time, no matter where you live. Past experi- ence unnecessary. Makes no difference what you work at now. if you can read and write English you can master the LaSalle plified.completeln- r terstate Commerce, i course. The LaSalle I coursewasprcpared * especially forhomc study by some of America's greatest Traffic authorities. LaSalle graduates are exceptionally successful. TheLa Salle is apowerful, reliable institution. NOWi Don't let lack of 8 money keep you down— we make pay* ments to suit you. Prepare now for a big position facts, MONEY-BACK GUARANTEE BOND So thorough is the LaSalle Home Study Course — bo exceptional haa been the auc- . ceaa of LaSalle students— that we i.inuo with each LaSalleCuurao n IrKal, tiinilini? ftuurantca to refund the entire tuition fee i if after you eompleto tho Cnurae you aro not perfectly Batiatied. This Kuaranteo * backed by our ontiro capital ircca of more than one million ich assured your absolute success. •iff position. Mail coupon tor ^r 17_»^_.:«^ii«:„-^.:^. ■ ts. proof that we can qualify ^^ ,. Ext?""'on V n,vera'£' I ,™, and remarkable book— . «^ Dtpl. C"643 Chicago, 111. I 10 Years' Promotion in ^«— Send free proof about opportuni- ■ One." ^-A^ties for Traffic Experts, copy of * 'Ten I LaSalle . s^Years' Promotion in One" and Money ■ Extension ■S Bet und Bond' jj University^** Name.. B. I'.., Manchester. — Marguerite Clark is with the Famous Players, having appeared in their features many times of late. You may address Violet Mersereau of the Universal Studios, Los Angeles, and Miss Dorothy and Miss Lilian Gish at the Reliance-Majestic Studios, in the same city. The last paragraph of your letter has been turned over to the Editor. Nero axi> His Fiddle were no more care free and oblivious to burning Home than certain people are to the present day United States : we have re- ceived a couple of "Seen and Heard at the Movies" from the Democratic National Headquarters ! We are glad, however, that they can And some little ray of good cheer. B. A. C., Springfield. — We believe that you will l>e better pleased in every way if you send your scenarios direct to the producing companies, than to send them to any intermediary company. Get in touch with your custopier yourself — that's what all business houses endeavor to do. Of course, thou- sands of scenarios are rejected each year, but there aro a great many accepted. It is solely a question of merit, and an adaptability to the com pany's needs. E. C. M., Winciate. — The Keystone Company says that they receive an average of fifty scenarios each day, and that the average number returned is over forty-nine. That indicates the difficulties in the way of success in this field. There is no way of telling what may l>e the reason for the non- return of your manuscript. We would write the company again, enclosing stamped envelope. F. B., N. Y. C. — We have made diligent inquiries among the various magazine companies and we regret that we can get no trace of such a magazine as you mention. You arc out of luck, it appears to us. Wish we could have gotten it for you. E. S.. Marion. S. C. — Photoplay Magazine has no stories for sale from which scenarios may be written. Y'ou probably have in mind the various fiction stories which appear each month, but these are written from the scenarios, as the plays are being produced. Somebody Said that Slippery Slim Intended to become a model for pretzels in a pretzel school, but we doubt it ; probably Idle Gossip. Miss II. A. C. Watertown. — You can do noth- ing toward securing a position with any of the mov- ing picture companies without calling at their em- ployment offices personally. There are any num- ber of film companies in Los Angeles and vicinity, but there is a bumper crop of aspiring stars. A rather complete list of the studios is given herein- after. W. If, O., Ai;tii;sTA. — No. the producing com- panies do not advertise for scenarios, for the sim pie reason that they are flooded with manuscripts. It is on account of this vast number of manu- scripts, many of which are absolutely worthless for any purpose whatsoever, that several of the com- panies will not read scenarios submitted by per- sons not members of their own staffs, but rely en- tirely on their editors, who know their players and their needs. K. P. C.. Dorchester. — Y'ou must get in touch with the companies and find out by experience what are their wants and their actual requirements. If you are going into scenario writing seriously you "can not depend upon others for advice of this sort — find out from the companies themselves. Mary Pickford's sister, Lottie, has already re- turned to the films, aud is the bright luminary in the "Diamond From the Sky." a serial now run- ning. Lottie's friends are very enthusiastic over her ability. You stole a march on us — we try never to decide bets, but of course, we have to answer questions ! Keep your eye on Captain Peaeoeke : you'll get some real instruction from his articles. ,T. L. II.. Norfolk. — Your friend is not in the movies at present. Your other question is answered under "When a Feller Needs a Friend." Every advertisement i:i PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE Is guaranteed.

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Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section 163 A. F., Evkiiett. — Address Arnold Daly. CrelghtbD Hale, Pear] White and Kdwiu Ardcu at the 1'athe KxcbauKe. -•"> West 4 r» t h St.. New York City. You are diKsiupr into the past too much in your other question. L. S.. WA8HBUBK. — No. oven though you might be a type, we'd not advise you to trail Broncho liilly. We sometimes doubt whether he keeps a very serious lookout at that : it is just as we have told many others — Don't: Hut it' you must, you've got to go to one of the employments offices of a company. Anna M., San Fhancisco. — Your interest iu Waltbal and Mae Marsh will undoubtedly bo re- warded In the next few issues of 1'hotoi'I.ay MAGA- ZINE. Your appreciation of "The Birth of a Na- tion" is very real — it is the appreciation of all who are permitted by the censors (bless their dear little minds) lo see it. Its success In New Y'ork City has been marvelous and at tin' present the Chicago censors are pondering over the question whether our citizens are of sufficient mentality to view it without its ruining them. Yon may ad- dress Miss Marsh in care of the Ueliance-Majestic Studios, in Los Angeles. Did you see her in "The Avenging Conscience"? — just a little part, but Mae Marsh — that's sufficient. F. ti. Smith. Nkwaiik. — We know of no absolute ly uninllammable Mini on the market, but perhaps some of our readers may. We'll see. M. D. West, Bbookvublu. — Pauline Bush is Peggy in "All for Peggy." Pictures of all the players you refer to have appeared in recent issues of Photoplay Magazine and more-will appear in the near future. Haby Mink. Covington. — You nave apparently chosen an appropriate title : and it is because we don't want to encourage youngsters to run away from their homes and mammas that we universally discourage would-be Pickfords and itushmans. Take a good night's sleep and you'll feel better. B. C.. Little Hock. — I turned your guesses on the lips over to the Contest Editor and he's going to look them over. Hope they are right. We'll have some more puzzles for you before long ; don't be impatient. Estlli.d D. e sur- prised, indeed, to see the heaps of answers, and bow in the world you fans can guess so many of them is a mystery to me. It just shows bow in- terested you really are. Hoxie the First. — Loraine Muling rook that part in "A Bachelor's Romance." Hazel Dawn is starred in "The Love Route." An Honest Critic. — 1 'layers are selected for various parts because of their qualifications, not because they are or are not married to each other. Yes. the Famous Players are among the leading companies. Mary Plckford has a sister Lottie (in "The Diamond From the Sky") and a brother Jack. II. D.. Ottawa. — Earle Williams is not married : an interview witli Marguerite Clark will appear before many years : we don't know the plans of your Essanay friends, they have not been an- nounced. It is strange that some of the players are opposed to having their marriages blown, ,T. B. — Sou will have to stick to it and Show them that you are really determined. Perhaps you may land it. Oaky. — Y'ou're a regular literary camel, but for heaven's sake have pity on the Answer Man. How'd you like the interview with your Indifferent Idol? Hope we can give you one equally as good on your Selig friend before long. Getting Beauty Sleep The popularity of this new cream is really remarkable. Behind it are years of Pompeian Massage Cream experi- ence. You can't be too careful. Pompeian Night Cream beautifies during your sleeping hours. Winds, water, sun and age rob the skin of protecting secretions. The unguents of Pompeian Night Cream supply soothing substitutes that soften and beautify. 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Chicago n LEARN RIGHT AT HOME BY MAIL Drawing— Painting Correspondence courses in Dnwing, I'aintin 2. Illustrating ami Cartooninjr. I-earn for profit or pleasure. We ran develop your talent. This school has taught thousands. Free St holarship Award. Write todav for full explana- tion and our handsome illustrated Art Annual. FINE ARTS INSTITUTE. Studio 99Y.0MAHA, NEB. WHEN you change your address don't fail to send us your new address with the old. THE POST OFFICE DOES NOT FORWARD MAGAZINES so to make sure your magazine will not be delayed, advise us of any change immediately. PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE 3SO North Clark St.. Chicago Joyce-Lockwood Admiiier. — You have been cor- rectly informed, for Marguerite Clark was born in 1887 and Pauline Frederick in 1884. In one of the answers above we talked about Anita's eves and you will have to read that ; we understand that she is furious at Knrlo Williams for his re- mark ; all of which leads us to believe they are brown ! Xo, we won't publish your questions if you don't wish us to, nor use your name in an- swering. Vitaoiiaimi Fan. — House Peters- wife is not in the movies. The picture of Anita and Earle Wil- liams, on page -16 of May 1'iiotopi.ay Magazine, is from the Vitngraph film. "The Phantom Sweet- heart." We'll have some more contests before long. E. I'., New Your City. Don't see why It takes nerve to ask for an interview with Vioiet Merse- reau : wish you bad spoken about it before, for von will have to wait a little while now. Hut be patient. Kitty or Vjmhiveii. — House and Page Peters are brothers. House is married, but not to a plater. Come again: you Canadians are great fans. M.u:t;Aiii:T 10. 1'.. Schenectady. — Write Mr. Iio- ltiaine Fielding, Phoenix, Arizona, about the Pansy Club. We admit that your shadow is magnificent, and apparently growing none the less. Better leave that lee cream alone ; guess it isn't good for you. You are a great little discoverer, and thou- sands of others are making the same discovery about Photoplay Magazine's leadership. Captain Peacocke. — We want to say just a word for the benefit of Captain Peacocke. The Captain is a mighty busy man. and he has found that he cannot take the time to go over your manuscripts and scenarios, and if you send them in for his criticism they will have to be returned to you. His department endeavors to cover every point of general interest, but of course there are so many that It will take a nuinlier of issues. We suggest that you make a scrap book for his articles and Hie them away, perhaps making notes on the margins so that it will be easy for you to refer to points quickly and easily. In this way you will have a book made up on the subject, and it should cover practically everything in the field. P. F. 1!.. New Casti.e. — You will have to wait a little [or an article on William K. Shay : we have not hail one on him for a long time, but he is about due for a write-up. B. 1». c. Philadelphia. -Crane Wilbur and Pearl White are not married to each other, nor to anyone else. I.. M. I!.. Sai.em. — For that list of companies you are referred to the next few pages. You will find all the names there that you can possibly use. c. ix.. Oxford. — You ask whether the day of the amateur movie writer is past? It is, only In this sense : the producing companies have come to realize that the public demands high class photo- plays, ami tile mediocre scenario is no longer ac- ceptable to any of the editors. When the movies first app red they were looked upon very lightly: anything was material and anybody was consid- ered able to net before the camera. The day of the "ham" is so nearly closed that it may really be so considered, and the same is true of low .grade scenarios. You must secure permission from the author in order to make a scenario from a copy- righted story. Lailan will send you a sample scenario if yon will send return postage. O. JL T.. Kingston. — Richard Travers is un- married and may be addressed at 1333 Argyle St.. Chicago. J. P., Kansas City. Mo. — House Peters is : Earle Williams Is not: nor is Marguerite Clark, nor Blanche Sweet, nor Lillian Gisli. nor Mary Fuller, nor Harold Lockwood. Miss M., WH, — She was ; they were specially posed "in her own backyard." Every advertisement in PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE is guaranteed.

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Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section 165 L. O. T., Benton IIahbok. — 1'ronounce it "Kew- nard," accent on the last syllable. \Ve have not received an announcement of Florence Lawrence's return to the photoplays as yet. T. J. B.. Stk.vci.sk. — The interviews with the players are written sometimes by specially engaged writers, or. as is more usual, by some of our staff writers who are in the section of the country where the players may be. • Beverly Bayne and Earle Williams are unmarried : Kuth Stonehouse is married. Jack. Dayto.va. Fi.a. — You may address Earle Williams and Anita Stewart care Vitagraph Co. of America. Brooklyn, N. Y. : Harold Lockwood. care American Film Co., Santa Barbara. Cal. : Marguerite Clark, in care Famous Players Film Co., and Edith Storey, in care of Vitngrapli. We've listed Estabrook for early attention. BusniiAN's Cheat Ahmikf.r. — That clipping you sent us is very interesting, but we do not think it should be taken literally. The writer probably in- tended merely to convey the idea that Mr. Bush- man had moved his entire household to California, and that his stay will be permanent. J. M. W., Padlx'ah. — Edna I'lirviauce is the girl who played opposite Charlie Chaplin in "The Jitney Elopement." The individual introduction of each well known player, as practiced by Edison in many of its films, adds interest and personality to the pictures. J. L. U„ Washington. — We shall answer yon as we have .1. M. \V„ Just above. E. K., Nkw York. — If you had read the heading of this department you'd never have asked thai question ; it's none of our business and we must decline to meddle in it. S. (J.. New Youk. — Same to you as to l'aducah and Washington. F. V., IIOCGHTOX. — Marguerite was born in 1887. according to Hoyle and the last census. Don't know when we'll "chatter." rather believe in Dar- win's theory of evolution. Vivian Bich is not mar- ried, and — who is Bosworth's wife ! For the love of — Mrs. Bosworth. of course. She is known pro- fessionally as Adelc Farrington and was a very noted actress of the legitimate stage. M. D. d Kansas City. — .Harold Lockwood and Marguerite Clark are both unmarried. Rosemary Theby is not the wife of Harry Meyers. House Peters is married to a non-professional. Earle Williams is not married. Carlyle Blackwell is mar ried to a non-professional. A. O. R.. IlARTFoiui. — The only way to do is in write them up in scenario form and submit them to various companies. E. D. .7.. Jr.. Boston. — "Essanay" stands for the two initials "S and A" — Spoor and Anderson. F. M.. MrSKKiiOX. Mich. — Lottie Pickford is married to a non-professional. II. A. K. — Matt Moore is a brother of Owen and Tom. Blackwell is with Lasky now. A. II., Fairmont. W. Va. — No, those pictures did not appear in Photoplay Magazine. W. A., X. Y. C. — 'Mack Sennett was one of the original Biqgrapb. Company ln'fore going with the Keystone. 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166 Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section I will send my 25c book Improve Your Eyes For 10c stamps or coin A high-grade exercise and massage method that quickly strengthens and beautifies the eyes. Also a most beneficial system of exer- cises that will improve the muscles of the temples and sides of face, thereby facilitating mastication and vocal pronunciation. Completely illustrated. Entirely without apparatus. MUSCLE BUILDER A steel spring exerciser mid chest expander, with a complete course of twenty-four se- lected exercise* for developing* all the muscles of the body. It is equal to hiiv 83.00 exerciser. My price for a short tirueonly.S1.00. PROF. ANTHONY BARKER 4201 Barker Bldg. 110 W. 42dSl., N. Y. BASEBALL CUBVEB Fits tho hand, cannot be seen, witn it you can throw Big Wide curves. Also our illustrated booklet tellintr how to Pitch all kinds of curves. Boys, get this Base Ball carver and you can Fan 'Km as fast as they conn- to Bat, By mail lOcls 3fnr25cte and big catalog of 300 Novelties. Be our Agent in your town, we will sell you a dozen for 60 Cents. ARDEA CO. Desk J2 Stamford. Conn. TYPEWRITERS $10 UP Underwoods. £25. Olivers. Sit). Smiths. $1:1. Keminiitons, $10. Kveryoue perfect. FREE TRIAL. GUARANTEED S YEARS TYPEWRITER EXCHANGE F 1 60 North Dearborn St.. CHICAGO. ILL. DOUBLE YOUR MOVIE PLEASURE BY BECOMING ACQUAINTED with the PHOTOPLAYERS llav* uin etrr ihnuchl how niceit woofal be to have good pictures of your fatorilp*! If so send a dine for fiitm them or .i quarter for a dozen and a halt wftta lists of over 400 more, 100 for SI . Marguerite Clark. Arthur Ashley and Charles Chaplin an.) Chester Conklln in their funnv ilothes, are some of the new ones. Eight poses of Mary Pickford and actual photographs, rise 8x10, 50c each or S2.50 for tli.of almost everybody yon have ever seen on the screen. Special 450, all different, $3.50. THE FILM PORTRAIT CO., 127A 1st Place, Brooklyn, N. Y. ut. $3.50. I oofclyn, N. Y. I Write Moving Picture Plays $25 to $100 each paid by Film Producing Companies for plays with new original ideas. Big demand for Moving Picture Plays. Over 20.000 theatres in U. S. must be supplied with new Pictures every week. Thousand h of dollars being spent monthly for new plays. Why don't you earn some of this money'.' Correspondence eourse unnee- essnry. Our complete, up-to-date book off instructions tells how. liu >!; J i B' jx 1 1 iiK-in- . i'i -,i/.- an thinir. Tvlls how to nut ami develop, roar IDKAS. what nod «f nayi sro in demand sod thu kind not allowed by Ihc Itomd Of Connors. Exutains how to writo svnonidi. thu way to airmik-i- east -»f i-li:u.n-tei >. turn- ami wln-n to use Insert* mid SnI>-Ti(U-s, in fact, our Booh load* you stop l>y stop from tin- hcirinnimt to the finished Play. CONTAINS A SAMPLE PLAY WRITTEN in correct Scenario Form. Alto gives COMPLETE LIST OF FILM COMPANIES BUYING PLAYS and toll* kind each want*. OUR BOOK IS ENDORSED BY PROMINENT SCENARIO EDITORS. DIRECTORS AND AUTHORITIES. «»ur tiles in- full of t.-stim..ni:tl.; mid w-mls -i i>i:nse. Mr. B. II. M-. of Wichita. UttS.j WHOM us-*- Rcreived your ' Hook of Instructions ' March 27th. On April lath. I sold my find scennri" for $-l» and 00 April 27th, I fi>r $5« for a two reel Play. I cannot exprexs how ~" and will say and also pack mv statement that your ■• «;.... \t ■ ■■ •• •- received anothe. __ much your Book did fo pOOh ta worth ten time* what it cost. Miss M. V. B., Brooklyn. N. Y., says " I take Knot pleasure in advininir you that I WSS OOCCOOiroj in aOlUnsr my first play. Hope t-> nell sotDO DOOn in the near future. I am triad 1 liotttrht ymir Book which I think it worts much mora than you ask. 1 assure, you I will always speak a good word for you. Moving Picture [DBAS tor Plays are found in the most remote corners j>f the Universe. Happening in vour every dav life, experiun members of y»nr fumilv liav.> ri;n!. etc, all tin-so cun lie " 1'ieture I'lav. Th.- SPKC1 A I. 1'iice f.ir our CI iMl'I.KTK. INSTBlU'Tl'lNS is s:.uu. Send us your order today. WE GUARANTEE TO REFUND MONEY BY RETURN MAIL IF YOU ARE NOT PERFECTLY SATISFIED. Isn't that fair ? E-Z SCENARIO CO., 609 West 127th Street. NEW YORK CITY YOU or .litfe: Studio Directory Rider Agents Wanted in each town to ride and show a new 1915 model "RANGER" bicycle. Write for our liberal terms. DEUVERED FREE on approval and 30 days' trial. Send for big free catalog and particulars of most marvelous offer ever made on a bicycle. You will be astonished at our low prices and remarkable terms. FACTORY CLEARING SALE-a limited number of old models of various makes, $7 to $12. A few good second-hand wheels S3 to $8. Write if you want a bargain. Tires, lamps, wheels, sundries, parts, motorcycle supplier of all kinds at half usual prices. Write us before buying. MEAD CYCLE CO., DEPT. C118 CHICAGO For tile convenience of our readers who may de- sire the addresses of film companies we give below a number of the principal ones : Universal Film Mfg. Co.. Mecca Bldg.. New York City or Los Angeles, Calif. Thomas A. Edison, Inc.. Orange, N. .1. Essanay Film Mfg. Co.. 1333 Argyle Street. Chicago, or Nilcs. Calif. Famous Players Film Co.. 213 West 2Gth St., New York City, or Los Angeles, Calif. Kai.km COMPANY, 285 West 23d St.. New York City : Jacksonville, Fin. ; or Hollywood. Calif. Ltjbin Mfg. Co.. Indiana and Twentieth, Phila- delphia. Mutual Film Corporation. 71 West 23d Street, New 1'ork City, or Los Angeles, Calif. Selig Polyscope Co., Garland Bldg., Chicago, or Glcndaic, Calif. Vitagrapii COMPANY, Locust and East 16th St.. Brooklyn, N. Y. Tiianium si:u Film Corporation, New Hochelle. N. Y. BOSWORTH, Inc., 220 West 42d St., New York City, or Occidental Blvd., Los Angeles, Calif. Laskv Feature Plat Co., 120 West 41st St., New York City, or Hollywood. Calif. Eclair Film Co., 22r. West 42d St.. New York City. Patiik Exchange, 25 West 45th St.. New York City. Reliance-Majestic, 2!> Union Square, New York City, or Hollywood. Calif. Keystone Company, 1712 Alicsamlro St.. Los Angeles, Calif. BIOGBAPH COMPANY, 807 East 175th St., New- York City. x. v. Motion Picture! Corp., Longacre Bldg.. New York City, or Santa Monica, Calif. CALIFORNIA MOTION Picture Corp., San Fran- cisco. GADMOXT Company, 110 West 40th St., New- York City. Kriterion. 1800 Broadway, New York City. WORLD Film CORPORATION, 130 West 48th St..' New York City. George Ki.eine, Inc.. 100 North State Street, Chicago. Fox FIL.M Corp., 130 West 40th St.. New York City. American Film Corporation. 0227 Broadway, Chicago, or Santa Barbara. Calif. M. F. I... Montclair. N. .1. — House Peters' wife is a non-prof essionn I. A picture of their home in Hollywood appears in the July issue of Photo- play Magazine. Mr. Peters was formerly on the slage before becoming a devotee of the camera, in its many phases. Your letters of inquiry are very welcome. Makaiiu Tanaka, Honolulu. — The Million Dol- lar Mystery has not been published in book form as yet. Incidentally increasing the mystery. It. I).. Lacoxia, N. II. — In Lubin's "A Double Roll" Raymond McKee and Frances Ne Moyer took the leads. Arthur Housman. William Fables and James Harris took the leading parts in Edison's "It's a Bear." The two latter were the man and the bear, who changed places, the tramp becoming the bear and vice versa. Randolph. I'tiia. N. Y. — The cast of "Frauds" is as follows : Zelda — Edna Mayo : Kendrick — Bryant Washburn : F.ldridge — Thomas Commer- ford : Mortimer — Royal Douglas : Daisy — Peggy Sweeney: Crawford — Addison Maderie ; and the sheriff is Harry Ilunkinson. F. .1. T.. Seattle. — The cast of "On the Stroke of Twelve" : Irene Bromley is Gertrude McCoy ; Her Aunt Ellen, Mrs. Wm. Bcchtel : Arthur Colby — Richard Tucker : Sidney Villon — Bigelow Cooper : Villon's valet — Wm. West; Henry Holden, Villon's clerk — John Sturgeon: Rupert Hazard, the in- ventor— Duncan McRac ; the Judge — Wiiiam Rice: the District Attorney — Robert Brewer : Arthur Holmes, defendant's attorney — Robert Kegerreis ; The Detective — George Wright. Kverj- advertiscmt'iil In PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE is guaranteed.

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Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section 167 0. op C. Berkeley.— In "The I.ily «f Poverty Flat." Lily is Beatrix Miehelena ; .Toe — Frederick Lewis; Col. Starliottle — Clarence Arper : Sanchez — D. Mitsoras ; the desperado — James Leslie ; Lily's mother — Nina Herbert ; Truthful James — Prank Hollins. 15. M. C, St. LOUIS. — The Pike's Teak Films Company have advised us that they are no longer in the market for scenarios as they are heavily overstocked. It. L. S.. Chicago. — The desert island scenes in "Hearts Adrift" were taken in California. MBS. C. E. G.. Galveston. — There is a list of film companies given in this issue and we refer yon to that. Read the first part in "the Back of the Book" about John Bunny. However, you ought to see the older releases of him as they reappear. You must address .Mary IMekford in care of the Famous Players. P. S.. Utica, N. Y. — We can supply the October PhOTOPLAI Magazine on receipt of 15c in stamps. Ahont thirteen or fourteen episodes in the new "Exploits of Elaine." The Pathe studio is at Bound Brook, New Jersey. We shall try to give you those pictures as soon as possible. Pearl White has been married. W. J. S.. DENVKit. — The moving picture industry, as any other good business, is already infected with the wild-cat-stock plague. In this or the next issue of Photoplay Magazine. Mr. Paul II. Davis, who is recognized as one of the leading authorities in the country on the financial end of the moving picture industry, will have an article on this sub- ject. C. K. R.. Kansas City. — Kay-Bee. Broncho and Domino brands are produced by the New York Motion Picture Corporation at Santa Monica. Calif. The Mutual producing companies are tin' New York Motion Picture Corporation, the Amer- ican Film Manufacturing Company (American and Beauty brands), Santa Barbara: Thanhouser Film Corporation (Thanhouser and Falstaff brands). New Rochelle. N. Y. ; Majestic Reliance (producing the films of those two names t. Los Angeles; .and the Keystone Film Company (the famous Keystone comedies). The film companies publish no lists of film wants. "The Script ' will probably give you as much information as any publication there is. 269-B., Nokfoi.k. V.v. — We have told the Editor alMiut Joe King, and you'll have to watch the tesult. Admirer. Washington. — Charlie Murray is Key- stone's "llogan" and King Baggot is with the Universal Company. You are wrong on the next remark you make. Mabel Normand is not married to Mack Sennett. Your information is incorrect. Both are single. The blonde playing opposite Charlie Chaplin is Edna Purviance. C. J. S.. Providence, R. I. — In another place in this department you will find the list of com- panies yon desire. Here's the other list: Alice Joyce. Kalem Co.. 2:!.", West 2:id St.. New York, and Helen Holmes. Kalem Co.. Qlendale, Calif.: J. Warren Kerrigan, Grace Canard and Theda Para. Universal City. Los Angeles: Pearl White. Pathe Freres, Bound Brook. N. J. : Maurice Cos- tello. Edith Storey. Antonio Moreno. Earle Wil- liams and Helen Gardner. Vitagraph Company of America, Brooklyn. N. Y. : Francis N. Bushman. Metro Pictures Corporation. Santa Monica. Calif.: Edna Mayo. Beverly Bayne and Ruth Stonehouse. Essanay. 1338 Argyle St.. Chicago: Betty Hanson. Fox- Film Co.. 180 West 40th St.. New York City: Ruth Roland. Balboa Amusement Producing Co., Long Beach. Calif.. E. V. A.. Kansas City. — George and Dolly Lar- klJi are brother and sister. J. A. W.. Norfolk. Ya. — If you send a large stamped envelope it is sufficient: if more postage is necessary, you will have to pay it when the letter is delivered to you. The Biograpb and Selig companies advise that thev can no longer supply sample scenarios. !^**"^5^ EXACT SUE 251B0TTLE m or Trial Bottid You have never seen anything like this before The fracrunre of thousand* of blossoms in a vitil 2 inches high. The most ex- quisite perfume scieneo ever produced. | TQAOE MARK REOISTEftED >^£§££ ffor^rDfops SI. 00 nn ounce ntdealers or by mail. 25c. 50c nndS 1.01) hot ties. Send check, stumps. Odors: Lily of the Valley, Rose, Violet, Mon Amour, etc. Money back if not pi en sod. Porn limit. •,] time only send 4 ecnbi lit utanipn for trial bOtna to cover coatof hundlinK. PAUL RIEGER, 189 First Street, San Francisco, Cat. Concentrated Flower Drops made without alcohol; use only a drop. All odor* J1.M> a bottle except Lily of the Valley, J1.75. SPECIAL OFFER Beautiful liantl -colored, large 11x14 Photo of your Favorite Actor or Actress. These hand- some hand-colored Photos are an exceptionally fine work o( art suitable for framing. Ask your nearest theatre, or send 25c in stamps or coin to WYANOAK PUBLISHING CO. 146 West 52nd Street, New York City LEARN TO PITCH Lessons by " MATTY." ED. WALSH, "DOC" WHITE. 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168 Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section Mr. Theatre Manager: Do you want to in- crease the attendance at your theatre? Foolish Question. Of course you do. And would you like to increase it and make a neat profit besides? Certainly you would. Then mail the cou- pon below today. Photoplay Magazine will tell you how to do it. PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE 350 N. Clark St., Chicago GENTLEMEN : — Please send me information on how to crease my theatre attendance and make a profit besides. City. W. A., Wolverx, Mass. — You will probably spend a good deal of money and not receive a great deal in return if you take up a correspond- ence course in scenario writing. Curiosity of Ottawa, Canada. — The various actors arc paid according to their ability and the advertising value of their names, perhaps. Most of them will not agree with this, however. D. R„ Cuba. X. Y.. and I. M. P.. N. Y. C— In just a little while we'll tell you all about Ilenry Walthall. Philadelphia Fax. — Photoplay Magazine is always glad to look over manuscripts for possible use in its pages. I think you are a little too anxious alwut your manuscript, and probably by the time you read this you will have beard front the company to which you sent it. D. E. B., Passaic, N. J. — The list of companies Jim desire was published in the June issue and also appears in this number. \V. E. 0., I'iiii.apei.phia. — The same to you. You probably saw the list before your letter readied this office. 10. II. S„ Plymouth, Wis. — In "Runaway June"* Juue Warner is Norma Phillips. Xed Warner is J. W. Johnson. Gilliert Blyo is Arthur Donaldson. Tommy Thomas is Marguerite I.ovcridgc, Charles Cunningham is Charles Mason. Edwards is Ezra Walck, Mrs. Villard Is Ell/.abeth Drew, Marie is Evelyn Durao and Anna is Grace Ady. M. O. S.. Los ANGELES. — We have commented mi the information you gave us and thank you lor it. Kerrigan is appearing in current Universal releases. Sundance, Wyo. — We advise you to write to some of the companies listed in this department, but you had better plan to take a (rip to one of the movie camps. U. McM.. Gardexvili.e. N. Y. — Friends ! Well. I guess we are. we're good friends already. "I feel we are going to lie friends for a long, long time." That is the spirit — come again. Address Ed Cozen, care American Film Mfg. Co., Santa Barbara, Calif., and watch for his picture later. M. P.. Dayton, Ohio. — Your questions are an swered under several other heads and we refer you to them. \j. T. n. II., Billings, Mont. — We can And no r 'd of Marshall P. Wilder as a photoplayer. and lather doubt that he appeared in the plnv you mention because of the fact that lie was a lecturer rather than a player. J. S., Stroxghurst, III.— Write to Florence l.aBadie. care Thanhouser Film Corporation. New Kochelle. X. Y.. and Marguerite Snow, in care of the Metro Pictures Corporation. 14(13 Broadway. Xew York City. Better send l!.">c each for picture's, however. A. M. R.. MlDDLEBDKY, Vt. — The Million Dollar Mystery has not appeared in book form so far. though one of the Chicago publishers tells us that an edition is contemplated. L. J. M.. Baltimore. — Y'our letter lias been re- ferred to the Editor, and he says, "We'll have to see what we can do for them." C. E.. Amity. Oregon. — The scene actually hap- pened as it appears, with no faking of any sort. Pearl White is twenty-five. L. M. S.. Kockford. Ohio. — The Perils of Paul- ine were a l'athe feature in serial form. P. T. P., Califorxia. — The Essanay company that Charlie Chaplin is playing with has moved from Niles to Los Angeles. W. H. S.. Jr.. Moxtgomery. Ala. — Cleo Madison is with the Univerasl Film Mfg. Co. in Los An- geles and she is unmarried. Grace Canard speaks perfect English in spite of her French birth. Gerda Holmes is the wife of Rapley Holmes, but neither are with Essanay at present.

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Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section 169 M. A. C, Waterloo, X. Y. — Bate Crlize took part in the Million Dollar Mystery, bat of coarse it was a very little part ! The Thanhovser dog belonged to Jack Harvey, but luis died since the .Million Hollar Mystery was solved. YOU WOfLI) UK SURPRISED to know the large number of people who write pliotoplnyers asking for free pictures. Many of these people are not even thoughtful enough to send return postage. It has cost one of our player friends a staggering sum to send photographs to admirers and the company with which she is playing will not repay her for any part of this because it feels that she and not the company is receiving the advertising from it. When you write your player favorites send at least enough to pay postage; and you should send sufficient to cover the cost of the picture as well — a quarter and postage will nearly always do so. A. B.. BZLDING. Mini. — With all her art. with all her charm, with all the love she has won in the hearts of our people, Mary 1'ickford. the orig- inal American Maid, has a woeful array of crimes, felonies and misdemeanors to answer for. to-wit. She lias inspired more people with the wild desire to become photoplayers than there are players before the present day camera. Again the Answer Man sends forth a frantic "Don't." lie has been reading tile wonderful adventures of "Mollie of the Movies" and hopes the screen struck will do the same: from such as "Mollie" oh. Lord, deliver us. Why do they do it? D. C| 1'nii.AiiEi.i'iiiA. — Mrs. Bryant Washburn is Mabel Forrest and she appears at times in the Kssanay pictures. Ellis Hall. Mary Fuller. Anita Stewart and Karle Williams are not married. "Harry Wilkerson" in the Master Key is Harry Carter. •Iawx. PORTLAND, Mk. — A good letter: we like that, there's some punch to it. No. we are pleased to ease your brooding heart by saying that Blanche Sweet is not married. Rut Mabel is not either : don't care what, anyone says, she isn't. That's all. Tell us what release your arch Keystone blonde appears in and we will do the rest. Call again in your fantastical mood. A. F. S.. l'Ati.'s Vai.i.kv, Oki. a. —Most of the addresses you ask for are just a little way ahead, but Mary Fuller's address is Universal Film Mfg. Co.. 1600 Broadway, New York City: Mary IMck- ford's. Famous Players Film Co.. Los Angeles. Calif., and Anita Stewart's. Vitagrnph Company of America. Brooklyn, X. Y. Sorry we can't an- swer you direct. Maggie Pepper, Bochesteb, x. y. — That's an immense way to express your appreciation ; we thank you. About Farnum. you will have to wait a very little while, because the Questions and Answers does not want t scoop the Editor. Katiikuyxi: K.. Norfolk, Va. — We have told the Fditor about your wish for an Interview with Oracc Canard and believe lie is capable of being persuaded. HOBTENSE, St. LOTUS. — Well. SI. Louis, we like to get such letters as yours — something in them besides hoos married to hoo. Do the players work Saturdays and Sundays? Like any industry that depends on tin? Weather Man the work has to lie done when the skies are clear and that means, many times. Sunday work. Most of the players lunch near the studios whenever they get the time. Now about those baby pictures : how did we get them? In some cases we wheedled the players into loaning them to us : sometimes we had to'ask mother to loan them : and the rest we borrowed from tile film companies, who probably in turn borrowed them from the players. I'rettv nice lit- tle stunt, don't you think? Pearl White is not married now : that is the authentic information, and if her summer plans include falling in love, you shall know about it later. Her home address is, like that of all the players, a profound secret, as otherwise they would be annoyed to distraction. However, the Pathc Freres studio is at Hound iirook, N. J., which is very near New York. Bet- ter write her again. I propose M on inis line tr it H;4 takes all summer j *** -Gon.U.S.C Resolve to Win! Determination made Grant one of the great- est generals in history. The world knows his story. It knows, too, the stories of thousands of other determined men, who succeeded be- cause they had a purpose and stuck to it. Do you want to succeed ? Do you want that better job ? Do you -want that increase in pay ? If you do want to get out of the rut — if you are determined to make something of yourself, send the International Correspondence Schools the attached coupon. Tell them what kind of position you want and they will show you how you can fit yourself to get it. More than 500 determined men and women got better positions last month solely as a result of I. C. 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Next month — we said that same thing last month ! Nevertheless, August PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE really will be the most interesting, the most varied, the snappiest periodical in America. IN AUGUST Charlie Chaplin as Legitimate Actor and Movie Beginner The second chapter of this quaint comedian's intimate life-history, as related by him to Harry C. Carr. More Gale pen-impressions. Interviews More : with two of the Loveliest Women Bathing Girls Actors' Homes in Filmdom. Baby Pictures " Mollie of the Movies " ANOTHER GREAT DIRECTOR A silent young genius who is making masterpieces for the nation. " Fat and Fun " " The Hero Brothers " A beloved heavyweight tumbles A wonderful family of celebrated into the typewriter of K. Owen. young leading men. THE MAN BEHIND THE CAMERA Just What It Means to be the King of Active Photography. OF PRACTICAL INTEREST Investing in the Movies By Paul Hazlitt Davis Wall Street Authority Studio Lighting The Magic and the Magicians of Electric Sunshine. THE LITTLEST FAVORITE — A reigning queen of four. FICTION " The Picture Gang "— " The King of the Movies "— first of Johnstone Craig's series of That long-delayed Mason-Lasky MotionPictureDetectiveStories. Novelty, promised for July. AND A WHOLE VOLUME OF TIMELY TALES All the News Personalities Superb Illustrations W. F. MALL PRINTING COMPANY, CHICAGO

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