Boy's Cinema (1939-40)

20 I OREGON TRAIL ? (Continued lirom page 18) Deadwood Wiitz-Iierl the _ iclircuioiif of ilin lu'liaiii with niixed sontiimiits, thankful tliat they had hfen hcaton off. I'lit ji"-i"iittiil oi tlio fact that lio liad boon dininl th.> chauoo oi lielping to di>i'iT>o , tlu-iii. Thfn, ii.-« the Slioiihoms roeodt'd from view, he cantered down to CleaiwnteV and' entered tho principal tlioroiighfaro. . A number of Jolin Mason's friends liaiU'U Dc-adwood as h'- showed up in town. Tlie.v liad witnessed hi? apjiroacli from the wist. and <Mii! of them—a man by the name of Tompkins —luid a hand on tlie bridle of the scout's sorrel bronc. • r ' :• '•Hallo, there, Deadwood!".. he g;-f-<:'(ed. ': Wliat hai)i>eijid to 5on '! I tliought you \s ere ivilli the punelifr.-." .The front.iorsnian answered liim sourly. "I wa.s," lie t;rniited. '"But one o' tliem jicsky Red:*kins creased my boss, und I took a tumble that laid mo out. When I came round 1 was sprawled in a ^ulh'—alone excei>t fur little Jinnnio Clark." "Little Jinnuie l^lark?'" Tompkini' echoed. '■Then wliere is he now? B.iy, that maverick (hdn't gi-t hurt, did lie?'" '"Aw, don'l worry about Jinunid" Dead- wood told Tompkins n-assurintjly. "He's okay. He-went after a runaway waffon that wo suw out on tho prairie. Me, I rode back to (own, figuiin' >ou folks might need me to lielp you lick tlie Injuns." Another of the s.-ttl<.-rs interposed a commeni. "This time we mHriatre<) to get alont: wiib- out you, Deadwooil," he observed in a bunteringly ironical lone. "Yoali," tho frontiersman growled. "I saw that vhen I topped the vids-o back yonder. Too bad them Kcdskin varmints sheered otf so quick. There ain't nothin' I like better than a fii;ht. But, say, wheie's Jctl' :^-o\f;'' "All I kt»ow is that he rode into town with 115." tho niuii known us Tompkins said, ''t aiti't seen Ixim .since. Maybe you'll find him do%vii tlie .street a-way.-." He motioned alont; the tliorouyhfarc, which vras erarnmrd with citizens ami immip;iants. and, leayinj4- Tompkins and the latter's coin- panions, Deadwood bejian to weave his way through the cro'.Ml in seaich of his i)ardner. Jubilation reigned in the thronged main .street—except al a point not far from Morgan's store. There a knot of selthrs were gatliercd :il>out John Mason and JeiV ?ieoll, and, though Miiion was regaining consciousness wIk'U Dead- wood came uiion the grou]>, Jell was lying m tho dust as it lifeless. . . ' . Yet Morgan's bullet had not .slain liim. Like Dcadwood's bron(^ .fi'lt' had merely been "creased." He hud sufferi-d nothing more .serious than a .scalp-woniid from the shot his would-be as.-.;i.ssin liad discharged at him. and 111- leeovcrcd his wiis within a minute or two of Dcadwood's ariival oTi the scene. "It'.s all right. Jell"," Dt-a.lwood said ihen. helping liim to his feet. '"Them 8ho.shonc \armints was diiven ofV. How d'you feel'/" "I'retty shaken up." .Tctl' .mswiii-d weakly. BOY'S CINEMA dabbing at, a clot of blood that had matted the, httii' oil his' left totn'iile. " A random slug mii.-it have nicked mo as I was t-ackling that coyote Breed. He was tricked out as a Redskin, b.ut_ I recognised him " He cliecked all at once, and glanced about ^ him anxiously. ' •- ••Where's Mr. Ma.sOn'''' he demanded. "Isi he all right ■/" "Here 1 am, JefT." It. was IMa.vm's voiee, and as he s|)oke the words the leader .of .tlw immigrants lurched towards the frontiersman' in the arms of two of his fellow'pioneers. "Hero I am, Jeff, and I—1 guess I'm okay. But whore's my wagon'!'" Deadwood addressed him rea.ssuringly. "I .saw it. tiavellin' across the prairio like a l>at outa Uade-, Mr. Mason,", he announced. ■•But you'll got it buck nil right. Littli •Timmie Clark went after it. an' he'll fetch it. in. I guess you're worryin' about them furs Ma.son iut«rriipted him. His facft had blanched. • r'urs'.''' he cried. "I'm not worrying about any furs I It's niy daughter I'm worrying about! She was kiioeked sen.seless and fell into* the. back of th'> wagon. That half-blood who goes by the name of Breed struck hoi"—the dirty skunk!" . . "An' Breed was diivin' your schooner vhen it swept outa tou n, Mr. IMa.son!" announced one of the seltleis who wa.s sujiporting him. "I seen him an' trieil to lakt> a shot at him. but he Went by afon I eoulil draw a bead OJi him." Jelt t>cott found his voice again. "Deadwood," h(> rap(x-d otit, "di<hi't you see' Breed aboard the Mason wagon when j'ou noticed it cros.-.ing the praiiie?'* "D'vou think I'd have let Uttle Jiminie Clark go after if. if I had, Jert''" Deadwood ex- claimed in eoncoiii. "Him an' mi' didn't spot nobody aboard it.—though that don't mean lireed wa?n't <i()uched under the a^vnin' of it. You see, wo only got a squint at the oulfu aiore it disappeared over a ridge." Jetr had taken a grip on himself, and, though his head was throbbing painfully, (here was a glint of re.soletion in his eyes. "Deadwood." he jerked, ''you're going to' show nie the course that wagou took, and 3011 and 1 are going after it \" "You don't ha.ve to go by your.selve.s," Ma.son panted. "I'm riding with you, and I reckon 1 can count on every man iil the train coming with us " He was (id .short by .lefl'. "No, Mr. Ma.son. You and the men of the train arc staying right heri^- in ease thoM' Slioshones take it into th^ir heads to relurii( to the attack. You leave Breed to Deadwood an<l me. Wir'll bring Mi>s Margaret back and Jimiiiie Clark, too." (Does Morgan know yet tliat the shot he firetJ at Jeff failed to kill the scout? Will JItnmie Clark overtake the Mason wagoit and receive short shrift from the rogue whose presence aboard it he does not suspect? Will Jeff and Deadwood come up hefore any harm befalls the boy, and will tliey succeed in rescuing Margaret? On no account must you miss next week's sma<ihtng episode of this dramatic serial, based on a New Universal picture controlled throughout the United Kingdom and Eire by General Film Distributors, Ltd.) Every Tuesday SPECIAL INTERVIEW WITH ROBERT MONTGOMERY r had the good fortune to obtain a speciirf interview with''Robt>rt Montgomery, the "Metro- Gbldwyn-Mayer star, who has come to England to niiike "Busman's Honeymoon" for tho British production unit of 'Metro-Goldwy'u- Mayer. In this iiicture. he is a detective, tv sort of amateur sleuth whom, the police con- si<ier quite a clever person, and he goes on his. honeymoon. To i>le'ase his .wife ho goo*, to a farmhotise that she has alwaj-s loved and beeomes involved in a murder mystery.. 1 1 found Montgomery a quiet, iiteasant anjl %eiy helpful yotiivg man. l call him young; because ho does not look au> thing liko thirty- five. There-is no sign of any sort of twang*, witit whiih we associate those who have lived in (he t^tutes. Maybe.that is dutv to tho fact that its a youngster lie was sent by his IKX>plo to most of the European cafiitals. In those days he Was the sou of wealthy parents, and he reAons that adversity proved a benefactor Like I'liiniy other families there came a time wlien the fortunes that seemed so sound vanLshcd into thin pir, and Robert and his younger brother realised that they wore lip against it. The.v were no!, (rained for .any particular (Kcupation, and being healthy and strong' realised that manual labour was about theif only jiosoible way of o.xistence. They got work as mechanics on n big railroad. Later Robert was a deckhand on an oil , tanker. He was able to hold his own among these tough but kindly men. and it gave him a wonderful exi)erieneo of mankind. Later in New York he roomed with Edwartl. Janney. a youngster just feeling his footing in the show business. Rol)ert owes much to Janney for getting him a start. His stage delnit was in "Mask in the Face," in which ho did seven different parts. To augment his meagre salary Robert wi-olc short stories, and many were published. These he wrote, under nn assumed.name. Eventually Robert climbed to stardom on the stage, and by then tilins were tho rage of the times. What more natural than that Montgomery should be persuaded to ajipoar On the silver acreen. His lirsl starring role in pictures was ".Man in rossession." To what does Robert owe his success? Mainly to an iron determination that laughs at defeat iind bad luck. Ife is thorough in everything that he does. When he cleaned enginea the foreman praised him, and even the male on the tanker had no complaints about the deckhand, who hud knoun better da.\ s. On the .-tajjro , ho was thorough. Not. only <lid he learn his parts, however small, with grent thoroughness, but he made it his bu.si- ness to rind out all about tho stagi^ from all angles. And when In- came into the film busi* ness he w.inled to' know everything. Robert is a keen polo player, an ardent angler, an enthusiastic tennis player and a ver\' fair goiter. He told me that his bigge.st, fish WHS some .sort of swoidfish that weighed 268 iM)unds, Mid took him several houis to land. Many limes his w li^s and whole body so ached from the strain he would have liked to have given in, but not Robert. He would land that tish 01 break a blood ves,sel, and he won the day. i^^^^ HilkyWdy aflkBMOC FREE, 35 CATALOaUED 13.'-. 9 I IllflrS iiKl BOYAI. VISIT CANADA <'onii>ltt<' S'', Colonials, d'-,. lu .'U'prinvil .Tpplli-.-iuU ,4.inil- i:,i.'2<l -P^ockrJll. 13. MontrollRd..London. S W,2 sa'PKT. FREE, M.i, 25 i;inriSne..'i..iii.ii,.i. sriANooi;. :''uli]>I>i>-'-. 'I'llia.l.iil, Aiiiu.nl. .\NZ\c'. 50 (lift., ]|..i >. inai,. .<(. lliMT' MKluilan. l',r:(-li,.i ^.1. ii,>.sljii;..; r-M'!',.t .-llilirov.lH. ROBINSON BROS. (A), IHORETOM, WIBRAI.. 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