Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

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LIFE AT HULL HOUSE— CHICAGO'S MELTING POT 89 ligions. They are not reproved nor preached to, but they are made welcome. Their spiritual condition improves as their physical and moral nature is strengthened and developed. They move away, ultimately, to better and more attractive surroundings, and each generation climbs a rung higher than the last. No wonder that the thousands of people who have enjoyed the privileges and uplifting benefits of Hull House during the last twenty years look back upon the dark, formidable exterior of the great building, and, with tears in their eyes, pronounce it blessed. I 1 MAKING POTTERY The Photoplay By JULIA SCOTT NUTTING There are clear and wholesome indications that we shall not have long to wait for a full appreciation of the Photoplay, for even now the average habitue of the theater is bringing a comprehensive estimate of the Silent Instruction Book, or, as it might be termed, the Mental Correspondence Course, to bear upon the merit or demerit of the subject. Pictures lofty in sentiment, strong in calm simplicity, suggestive of something more than ephemeral passion or prejudice, are depicted for us in Photoplay. Then, there are nocturnes, symphonies of evening — twilight — their radiant skies blazing with starry hosts; or perhaps the cool dawn of morning's tones, with possibly a reminder of the past in a view glowing with color from former local atmosphere and experience. To me, the dip of the oars, intensified by the distant reflection of a lantern, a light escaping from a window, is alluring in its definite purpose of tenderness of sound and color. The true lover of the drama, from its broad, humoristic standpoint, the true lover of pictures for what they stand for as expressions and exponents of Nature, will bo glad that the Motion Picture is here to stay — to teach us to see and to feel.