Motion Picture Classic (Jan-Aug 1919)

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LASSIC ame Found Her in the Subway {Continued from page 42) “In the first production I was a Westrn girl. Between my engagement and lat picture I had been on a horse once. 1 the opening scene I was given a lively ttle terror to ride. I ‘mounted bravely Plough, for now that I had bluffed so ir, I just simply had to see it thru. The orse started down the road on a mad :amper, bearing me with him. Nothing ut determination preserved the friendly Nations between us. The country road ;retched far away in a long, innocent me. Perhaps my companion would stop ) view the scenery before we reached le end of it. We were approaching a ood with a dug-out on one side. The orse suddenly decided that it looked ooler there than it did on the main road nd made for the trees, dug-out and all. t didn’t take him long to cover the round, but I had time to swallow my eart three times before I felt the ranches of the trees brushing my hair, .s I struggled for strength to send it pon its fourth downward journey, the lorse stopped abruptly, as much as to !iy: ‘Pretty spot, isn’t it?’ I “Just then other members of the comany rode up and congratulated me upon ly riding. Were they making fun of le, or didn’t they really know ? I lanced hurriedly around the group, ure enough, they were all in earnest. |hey had mistaken sticking for riding.” I “but, of course, when you once got Dur start the going was easy, wasn’t it ?” “Not easy enough to make a popular pllad. My contract said I was to do 'latures. One day, after a new play had ';en cast, I found I was decidedly not le whole scenario. I. sought Mr. Gasmen “ ‘My contract says features,’ I told i,m. ‘Now I’m not complaining, but for le sake of the family can you enlighten ije just a little as to where I stand?’ j “And then he told me the truth. I had ]|)t had sufficient experience to do the mrts for which my contract called, and, |ther than spoil their productions, the ompany would pay my salary until the (f.piration of my contract and let me slay at home. I thought it over, and it (|dn’t take me long to see the light. I “‘I’d never get anywhere doing that,’ •Isaid. ‘I’ll play anything you want me 1, even to bits, until I make good and pu feel you can trust me with leads.’ ” Did .she make good? Well, the day I ret her she said she would try to make i!) for her delay in reaching screen suc(ss by having tea with a real live scribe, he was all excitement, because the next urning she was to start her two-reel I'lthe features. i“In this day, when there are so many }jung picture players all trying to reach top, I think it is well for a girl to ipntify herself with a certain line of \prk. If I become successful as the tio-reel girl that will be something, 4nt it ?” I (Sevcntij-thrcc) 1 The Parisian Wife {Continued from page 58) From that night life became a nightmare thing to Martin Wesley’s Parisian wife. He moved his belongings into another room, and night after night the girl lay motionless in the cavernous bed, listening to the unending plaint of the fir-trees, watching the uneasy shadows writhing across the ceiling in an agony of wakefulness. It was Tony who explained very gently the monstrous words of Martin’s letter that came after a wreck’s absence in Boston, words that might have been written in vitriol on the quivering page of her heart. “I cant bear this any longer. It was a mistake from the beginning and the sooner the ending comes the better. I’ve suffered this last month as I didn’t know a man could suffer — when I think of that pale gold head of yours on my breast — if I could only be certain, only know! But I cannot. You can get the divorce with the enclosed hotel bill for evidence. I pray God I may never see you again ’’ A poor, selfish, ignoble letter enough that seemed to flay the girl who listened, leaving the small oval face a-quiver with uncontrollable pain. The man, watching, felt his muscles tauten with the primitive male desire to kill, but his voice was carefully casual. “Those stories of yours you showed me — do you know, I believe with a little help you could make good in New York. They’ve got what editors pray for every night on their knees, a perfectly fresh point of view.” Fauvette took the hotel bill that showed her husband’s name linked with a strange woman’s as tho it were some soiling thing and tore it to bits. Then she looked into Tony’s face and smiled a tortured, gallant smile. “I will go to New York, and I will succeed!” she said quietly. “But I shall need you to help me, mon ami.” A great wave of hope swept Tony Ray’s heart, but the eyes that met hers were brotherly. “Of course. I’ll help you !” he promised, matter-of-factly, and with the words he made a solemn vow in his own soul that there should be no bill rendered for whatever he did for her. It was necessary to remind himself sharply of this vow more than once in the months that followed. She was so helpless and alone, so perilously, unfairly beautiful. On the gala night when the Biggest Magazine accepted one of her stories, Tony took Fauvetfe to dine in a very splendid hotel, whose lights and music and flowers seemed to have been made as a background for the glowing youth and loveliness of her. From some inscrutable woman-impulse, she had elected to wear the black tulle dress in which he had first seen her, and in spite of her new triumphs, her gray eyes were misty with memories. Seeing which he talked gaily and inconsequentially until {Continued on page 78) DRAWINGS WANTED By Magazines, Newspapers, Advertisers A good picture can tell a story better than i,ooo wordsi Publishers and advertisers realize this fact, and they are clamoring for artists and offering big prices for pictures. Readers or magazines and newspapers deniand that they contain plenty of illustrations, and publishers must supply that demand. There is a crying need all over the country for artists and their work. 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