Pictures and the Picturegoer (October 1915 - March 1916)

PICTURES AND TilE PICTUREGOER this," Philip said in a lowvoice: "We will go away into the country some« bei » * i # Three years had passed, .lack, now ordained, had received his first curacy in a small country town. With bis heart full of Jove for his work, he began his missiqp amongsl the people. It was alter a service at his church, and the choir had been dismissed, when a woman's voice said. " Will you help me?" He turned and looked at the speaker, and stood astonished. Then follow ed instant recognition on both sides. " .lack— Jack ! is it you ? " '• Helen ! "_ In the dim, religious light of the church Helen had found rest and comfort from Philip, her cruel husband, who daily made her life more and more unbearable. After an outburst of rage he had turned her out of the house, and in despair she had wandered into Jack's church, quite unconscious of the fact that her husband had followed her. " Come with me to the Vicarage," Jack suggested. " We shall have more privacy there." Helen willingly consented, and, followed closely by her husband, who, vowing vengeance, was prepared for immediate action, all three reached the Vicarage. They were deep in conversation when JPhilip had his pistol raised to take the life of the real man who honestly deserved his wife's love. In the room where Jack and Helen sat a shot rang out. and, with a groan, Jack collapsed. Helen shrieked, and rushing to his side found the bullet had penetrated Jack's ccat. " Jack. Jack ! " she sobbed, " for God's sake, speak tome!" Her husbaxd entered 134 '•' He kissed her passionately ■K ENDING Nov. 13, 1915 In a dazed fashion Jack rose to his feet. " I'm not In. ad. " bill must get hom 1 le take yon." He drew from bis breast-pocket a small leather book which Helen had given bi in years before which had stopped the course of the bullet. " It has saved my life," he said. Trembling with fear. Helen arrived at her home accompanied by her true lover. As they entered the drawing-room Helen received another shock. On the floor, with a bullet-wound through his forehead, lay her husband: the proof of his crime — the pistol which had so nearly proved Jack's death— still in his hand. " He is dead ! " sobbed Helen, as she caressed the stern, hard-set features of her unfortunate husband. Jack put his arm tenderly round her. " Yes. indeed, little one; but you and I still live. Now. thank God, we can begin a new life together." The moral of this admirable two-reel Edison drama by Harold G. Files is a strong one. The reformation of the wayward son should teach many a lesson. Margaret Prussing appears as Helen, Herbert Prior as Philip Atwood. and Pat O'Malley as Jack. AND ORDERED JACK FROM THE ROOM. Edward Earle. the Edison player, has received the following : — "lam collecting curios, and think a letter from such a stellar attra as yourself would add immensely to my collection, please write me one." Perhaps the poor dear thing might have meant to lie subtle, and to intimate that she considered the event so rare as to be a curiosity. "THE MASQUERADER Player* Name* in Poetic Guiae. SHEA was a simple country girl, So YOUNG and gay and free; He was a RICH adVENTURA, Out WEST to ROME and be A ravaging WOLFE to all he met In high society. As she was busy in the FIELD, A MANLEY stranger passed; He BAIRD his head, and sweetly smiled, His gracious AYRES amassed. Said he. Sin BURNS into rav HARTE, I'll TURNER head quite fast." ANNA LITTLE while he LEARNt her name. And the STOREY of her life. lb' -aid. ".'Twill make my heart r. JOYCE IV thou v. iit lie ill v wife." II,. DREW her near. INCEist ant ly, The DARLING of his life. His EAGLE EYE had seen the news — An heiress she should be. He NASHed his teeth and told himself: " Worth KIORAN her I'll be. I'll see I have the LYONS share SNOW use to augue me! # # * * Well GOWAN wed right now, my dear. I'll fetch my KARRforyou; CHESTER moment while I telephone To PRIOR the parson too. HULETTE me do this, won't you, dear, Because it's HALL for yon ? " * # # Now this YOUNG and simple country girl DREW off her auburn wig : "I really think von RADINOFF, What PRICE my latest rig ■ ■ I'm CHARLIE CHAPLIN in disguise." But the 111ASHER ran' to swig. William Rogers. (Mr. Editor— You can't STANMORE, that's SUTTON. But I was told to SENNETT along to you.) iVefortfive Mr. Kogers /hi.< time, l«it onh/ on condition that lie does not repeal the A ■ Kim . /"1 I YE car. () ye children of men : Look ye VX not with scorn upon the MfovingPicture theatre. For what nun and women of the besl judgment have pronounced worthy, call ye not trash, cultivate broad-mindedness anil fail in thy criticisms, O son. Remember that there are limitations to the filmed drama that the spoken drama knows not of. Turn not thy face from the film, lot at that moment something may he done upon which the entire story maj hinge, ami thou wilt thereby understand not the subsequent action. Allow not tin self to become blue. Etememiliat for threepence thon canst not only put thyself in a happy frame of mind at a .Motion Picture-playhouse, bat thy friend also. Qonflne thy tongue. O pm-nlaus son. Let the til 111 itself explain to thy friend the picture thou hast seen before, without thine annoying aid. Ami lastly, o my children, remember when ye have passed the portals of the picture playhouse,thai the performance is not being given entirely for you. Therefore, let your conduct lie so regulated that your neighbour may have 1:0 cans.' 10 complain of ; presence. Motion Picture Magazine.