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w
ith TITLES
The red-blooded drama — "Pinto, you an' me has travelled a long ways together, but I'm gamblin' on you to beat the posse once more."
T
iL HE more we think about it, the more we are convinced that the film of the future will be the film which depends solely upon titles and discards the antiquated idea -that scenes mean anything. The theory has often been advanced that titles are unnecessary, but we believe it is the other way around. To the audience of intelligence, titles alone could tell the story — especially if you have ever been to the movies before. Here, then, are a few examples of what we may expect if we carry any weight at all in the1 industry.
The Redeeming Passion
ut in the cactus country, where Man is alone with his Maker — and his Horse.
"Pinto, you an' me has travelled a long ways together, but I'm gamblin' on you to beat the posse once more." "I'se losted."
"Pinto, 'pears like as if this little shaver is lost 'way out yere."
"I want my muvver."
"Pinto, we got to find her, if we hang for it." A mother's anxious heart. "My Baby!"
"Wal, Lady, me an' Pinto'll be hittin' the long, long trail agin now."
"Stranger, I haven't thanked you." "Big mans stay."
Came, into a lawless heart, love, and the peace of a greater understanding.
Fate shuffles the cards.
The Sheriff's man-hounds seek their prey.
"Ma'am, have you seen a man on a pinto pass here?"
"God help me, no."
"Little Lady, you did this — you lied — for me!"
"You brought me back
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The Sahara Stuff—
"Germaine, clot h e madame in the garments of the east, toute suite."
By T>elight 'Evans
Illustrate d by Wynn
my baby. You brought me — love." And a Little Child Shall Lead Them.
For her Sister's Sake, or The Higher Love
There are loves, and loves. But what is the love of man for maid, compared with the love of sister for sister ?
Such a love did Guinevere Gluck bear her Little Sister. All-enduring, all-sacrificing, all-everything —
"Little Sister, you're not going out, alone?"
"Don't try to stop me."
"She dropped this note ! 'Darling. Come to me and we will go away together. Be at my apartment tonight at eleven, without fail. Harry.'
"The beast ! I must save her."
Innocent as a newborn babe, Little Sister walks into the spider's web.
The moth and the flame.
"Ah — you are wonderful tonight."
"No, no."
"Suki, I will not need you; you may go." "No, no."
"You are mine, all mine." "Stop!"
"Who's there?"
"I have come to take my Little Sister home."