Motion Picture Classic (Jan-Dec 1920)

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Altho they are timid because of their size, these people are fearless hunters and, when attacked, very brave lighters." Mere Dr. X'andenbergh showed me some pictures of himself with four or live of the pygmies lined up under his arm, showing their size, and also their friendliness with the white stranger. "One of the most thrilling results of the trip in the way of novelty is the motion pictures we niatle of a real lion hunt, the lion being killed some thirty feet from the' camera," he said. This feat was accomplished by members of the Masai tribe; a people who are unusual in every wav. Thev are gigantic in size, absolutely fearless and very intelligent. They have decreased in numbers from 2.s0,000 of some twenty-five years ago to about 20,000 at present. This is due largely to their impossible living conditions and their enormous death rate. One of their customs, up until very recently, (and still existing in some places), was the method of handling their sick. When one of them became ill, he was taken out into the forest, where a crude hut was erected around his body, and wliere he was left. ( )f course the body was invariably devoured by wild animals, and no sympathy or attention was permitted. The possible chance of recovery was never contemplated. When the British authorities discovered this practice, an end was put to it. but it has not even now become entirely obliterated. "They were a very agreeable and friendly race, posing willingly for pictures, performing the most difficult athletic feats, and tlancing for us. For two and one-half liours, some three thousand of them danced steadily, the wilde.st, strangest sort of dance, known as the Kavaronda. "We stumbled upon another phase of the strange workings of the African mind in our trip up the Nile, .\mong certain tribes they still continue the custom of offering young girls to supplicate the god of the river during a drought. This is done by tying the virgin's body in a sort of sack, and at a certain hour of the day, amid much ceremony and religious rites, she is thrown into the river. "I can only say in conclusion," he remarked, "that it was a most interesting trip for me, and that I have not only acconiijlished something for my missionary work, but that when the Famous Players lieople release the tilni it will be really worth seeing." Dinty (Coiiliiiiicd from page 89) Outside in the street a wagon had been laying cables. The three boys rushed for these cables. Their hearts pounded in their narrow chests like bullets flying to and from. Inside, that knife . . . Dinty and Chinkie fastened one end of the cable to the steel door. North knew that only a miracle could help. Outside Watermillions and Sketches fastened the other end of the cable to a cable car whizzing up the .San Francisco hills. They timed the feat. The car started and the rope strained gently, at first ; taut, then, with a mighty wrench, a groan, the giant door burst open, the chamber of horrors stood revealed. A hollow of gloom, in the center a white object, luminous, Ruth . . . Over her, hideous and distorted, the gleaming knife was swooping. Two minutes more and it would have scraped at her garments, at the rise of her breast, another minute, and . . . North sprang to the table, 'He called, "Dinty!" Between them, they untied the ingenious knots. "Oh, Ruth ! Oh, Ruth I" they said, the two men that loved her. In the soft, terrorizing gloom North held the girl to him. He dared not let her go. Outside, Dinty was sobbing against Judge Whitley's shirt-front. His small, steel nerves had sprung. The four of them put their heads together. There was no word. "And then, Doreen," Dinty .said, late that night, having finished his graphic tale, "then the Judge took Miss Ruth and Mr, North home and told nic to come for supper at si.x, me an' Chinkie an' Watermillions an' Taki-San, Dorkh's wife; an' we went. The Judge took me in his own room and told me I was either too oldyoung or too young-old, to know just what I had done. But that he had to tell me I had done the mo.st precious thing in all the world for him, and that I must not exhibit — exhibit is the word he used — a smallness after so fine an exhibition, an' I must go to school, he said ; an' you must have a cottage, bungalow he called it, an' a nurse, so that I would be free to come into my great career. He said, 1 think you ought to know, 'Doreen, ilarlin', because it's yourself that gave them to me. He said I had integrity ( I memorized 'em 'special and particular to tell you.ochonej an' steel nerves, an' resource, an' sterling worth, an' he could use these qualities, he said, an' it would be very poor business, he said, for him to lose track of this, or for me to, either. An' so. bein' a business man an' a family man. first, last an' all the time, I consented, Doreen. Yes, sir, darlin' mine, I gave my consent." The wasted woman on the bcil sighetl. It was a sigh of happiness. Her gentle mind, vague now and then, wandered into the realm wherein it found most peace. She kist the lad's blue eyes. "Danny's eyes," she nuirmured, "Danny's eyes . . ," Dinty. holding her hand late into the night, did not undeceive her. (One hundred and two)