Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1911-Jan 1912)

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120 TEE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE As the voices grew fainter, they drifted again into the old carol : God rest ye, merry gentlemen, Let nothing ye dismay ! God rest ye, merry gentlemen, Let nothing ye dismay! Then, as their notes trailed away into silence, the midnight bells pealed ont, and thru the still, frosty air, Old Trinity's chimes came sweetly. It was Christmas morning, and in Kenneth Crocker's heart there was peace on earth, goodwill toward men. Do you see him here, sitting by his fireside, the babe on his knee? Note the smile of contentment upon his countenance. There are four things that have made him so happy — his pipe, the fire on the hearth, the babe, and last — and most important of all — the thought that he had helped to make a Merry Christmas in many a joyless home. moral : Human happiness is impossible without love and sympathy for others. A flea thinks itself very happy when it has a stomach full, but it is a small kind of happiness compared to the delightful sensation that comes from the CROCKER ENJOYS A MERRY CHRISTMAS AT LAST thought of having made somebody happy. Crocker thought he was happy before, but now he sees that it was but the happiness of a flea. Reality By NARENA BROOKS EASTERLING A little darkened room, the changing screen, The breathing crowd, and you and I ; And somewhere a I^orce that shifts the scenes. See the Shadows laugh ; some Shadows die. How quick it ran, that man's life reel! Put your hand in mine, love, 'tis all that I can feel. A darkened world, a shadowy crowd unreal, I, sobbing alone! Why did the Force that drives The world's cino sprocket, split our reel? He lets the Shadows move, still they play their lives. Love, must I wait ? I can know but this when I die, That once upon this shadow world lived you and I. *