Motion Picture Magazine (Aug 1914-Jan 1915)

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THE SMALL ROUND OBJECT WAS NATOMA S HEAD PROTRUDING FROM AN ANT-HEAP Love gave him strength. A red man's love can work miracles. It ivas a miracle that happened there on the barren sand, beside the awful paindistorted head, tossing in agony. The Apache chief was twice the size and power of the Pueblo, but it was not the youth who lay at last panting his life out on the torn ground. With wild fingers he dug and groveled. The vicious insects swarmed like a wave of fire over his flesh. He knew not whether she were yet alive; but when. at last, he stooped and dragged her body from the seething pit, her eyelids fluttered open, and he saw the bride-look in her dark eyes. It was the time when the moon is widest and warmest, my brothers; when the coyote 's howl is hushed, and the groves are gentle with mating sounds, that Mon-a-tu, the Pueblo, took the Apache maiden to his heartstone, his evermore, until the highest stars should fade. To Evelyn, on Going to the Movies harge me not, sweet, with faithlessness, That far from tango teas And the proved warmth of thy caress I love to take mine ease. True, a new mistress now I woo, One of a varied art, And with a joy sublime I view A full reel or a part And yet my worshipping is such As you, too, may adore, I could not love thee, dear so much, Loved I not movies more. 32