Picture Play Magazine (Oct-Nov 1915)

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16 PICTURE-PLAY WEEKLY floor she recognized her husband, as in the "young American girl" the doctor had referred to, Duvall recognized his wife ! "Grace !" he cried, in amazement "Richard!" She ran forward and threw herself on her knees beside him, lifting his head off the damp, bare floor in her arms. "So you know each other, eh?" came the rasping voice of Doctor Hartmann. "Well, that is all the better for my plan. Tell me where the French ambassador's snuffbox is," he addressed Duvall, in a tone of icy finality, "and I will let both of you go free. Refuse, and in one moment I will break this young lady's arm before your eyes !" With a hopeless groan, Duvall gave up. "You will find it under the clock on the mantel in the library, upstairs," he told the doctor. "Go and see if "it is wh^re he says it is," the latter ordered one of the attendants. "And bring it here, to me, if. he's not lying. The man returned in a moment or two with the snuffbox which he had found in the place where Duvall had confessed that he had hidden it. Snatching the box from the attendant's hand, Doctor Hartmann bent over it and pressed the embossed figure, which released its false lid. He gave a sigh of satisfaction as he saw the sheet of folded tissue paper underneath. Closing the box and dropping it into his pocket, he turned back to Duvall and Grace. "I will keep my word," said he, with a smiling bow. "You may both leave my sanitarium unmolested — and many thanks for this, monsieur !" he added mockingly to Duvall, tapping the pocket in which he had dropped the snuffbox. Late that evening, Duvall and Grace entered Monsieur Lefevre's private office. Pacing the floor before the chief's desk was the French ambassador, who had been unable to wait in London for news of the snuffbox's recovery, and had come on to Paris to learn if Monsieur Lefevre had heard anything definite about its recapture from the thieves who had taken it. At sight of Duvall and his wife, both the chief of police and the ambassador liung the eager question at him : "Have you got the snuffbox?" "I am sorry to say," Duvall replied, "that I have not. It is in the possession of Doctor Hartmann, of Brussels." The ambassador tore his hair. "I am lost !" he groaned. "The box contained the French plans. And you say the box is in the hands of that spy of the German government, who runs that sanitarium to cloak his real business. Then that means that he has the plans " "Pardon me, your excellency," interrupted Duvall, with a quiet smile, "but it doesn't mean quite that. I opened the snuffbox and found what was in it. Tearing another sheet of tissue paper from in front of one of the engraved plates in one of the books in Doctor Hartmann's library, I took the liberty of writing bogus figures upon it and substituting it for the other. Doctor Hartmann has your ivory snuffbox. But, if you will alldw me, you have the French plans." And, taking the folded sheet of tissue paper from his pocket, Duvall presented it to the ambassador. Something New — and Good. A A ILLIONS of people from coast to *»* coast will be given an opportunity to see all the historic and other points of interest in their country when Polly Pathe returns from an extended "Seeing America First" tour of the country which she is making for Pathe. Polly Pathe began in New York recently, when she was received in special audience by George McAneny, acting mayor in the absence of Mayor Mitchel. Mr. McAneny gave Folly Pathe a letter to Mayor Rolph, of San Francisco, and had a kind word to say about Pathe's latest patriotic venture in the motionpicture field. On her trip, Polly Pathe will be accompanied by Mrs. Frances Fisher Byers, who will have charge of the arrangements, and an expert camera man. It is expected they will take about one hundred and fifty thousand feet of film before they return. The present plan, as announced by Pathe, is to release the pictures in weekly series beginning about December 15th. The pictures will be called "Seing America First." Every city of importance in the United States will be visited by the Pathe rep resentatives, and arrangements have been made for interviews with governors, mayors, and other officials, and an effort will be made to see President W ilson. According to the present itinerary, the travelers will cover fourteen thousand miles, following a schedule that has been carefully mapped out to include every important point of interest in the United States, which will be filmed for the benefit of the motion-picture patrons. Polly Pathe in private life is Miss Grace Wheeler Green, daughte'r of Mrs. Franklin Green and the late Franklin Green, the noted architect. Miss Green is well known in society, and made her debut three years ago, in New York, as» well as in Paris, London, and Brussels. She was educated in Brussels, where her parents maintained a residence for several seasons. Miss Green has the distinction of having been the only American girl invited to the royal box at the coronation of King Albert of Belgium, in Brussels, when that ill-fated, though noble monarch ascended the throne. Mrs. Byers is well known in newspaper circles throughout the country, and her special training fits her for this important work. She has been the press representative for Mrs. O. H. P. Belmont, Ellen Terry, and other notables. How to Make a Good Director. IT has been said by Livingston Larned. the artist, that when he asked Lottie Briscoe, the popular photo player, what constituted a competent motion-picture director, she gave him the following recipe : A bunch of patience. A measure of inventive imagination. A dash of literary ability. A modicum of generalship. A pinch of hypnotism. A spoonful of temperament. A glob of tact. A sprinkling of sympathy. A drop or two of acting ability. A squirt of athletics. A wisp of art photography. Shake well, mix thoroughly, and then stir in about two hundred other highly magnified human qualifications. Up to date, no enterprising movie manufacturer has engaged Wrilliam Jennings Bryan. — From a motion picture publication. Perhaps the "silent" in "silent drama'' doesn't appeal to him.